"Escort!"
"There's an assassin!"
Among the accompanying immortals, the ones who reacted quickly immediately shouted loudly and hurriedly ran to the side of the Emperor's chariot, looking loyal.
Li Changgeng secretly frowned and took a few steps back without leaving any trace.
It's not that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, but he simply doesn't want to associate with these brainless gods.
Who is the Emperor of Heaven?
That is the great innate god from Zixiao Palace!
Looking at the entire prehistoric world, he can be ranked at the top of the list!
What kind of assassin would dare to kill him?
Most likely just a drunken god.
The reality was pretty much what he expected.
Although the "assassin" came with such ferocity that the nine real dragons pulling the Heavenly Emperor's treasure chariot were unable to dodge, and three of them were knocked away in a row, causing the treasure chariot to come to a standstill.
But the "assassin" himself didn't fare much better. He was stabbed across the body by the horns of a real dragon. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was dripping with blood. His whole body hung limply on the dragon's horns. He groaned feebly and then died. Fainted.
A dozen golden-armored generals stepped forward, each holding a spear and a halberd, and surrounded the "assassin".
"You are so bold and evil, how dare you collide with the Emperor of Heaven's treasure chariot!"
"Quickly report your name and wait for your decision!"
…
While the eyes of all the gods were attracted to the "assassin", God Haotian's heart moved slightly and he raised his eyes and looked forward.
Li Changgeng on the side was keenly aware of his movements and looked forward.
I saw a young Taoist with a majestic figure and a dignified appearance floating over on a white cloud.
He was wearing a light blue cloud-patterned Taoist robe, a Five Sacred Mountain Crown on his head, and his face was as chiseled as a sculpture.
Although this Taoist dress made him look a bit otherworldly and immortal, his heroic appearance was still somewhat hidden.
The young Taoist drove Baiyun seemingly slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast, but he was already close in the blink of an eye.
However, he had no intention of taking a detour. Instead, he flew directly towards the "assassin" hanging on the dragon's horns. At the same time, he smiled gloatingly and said: "I told you to slow down! I will listen! Now Okay, let’s just crash the real dragon pulling the cart!”
While he was speaking, the golden-armored god generals all clenched their weapons and stared at him nervously.
A leading god general shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why did you collide with the Emperor of Heaven?"
"Emperor of Heaven?"
The young Taoist had a puzzled look on his face, looking towards God Haotian who was sitting on the chariot, motionless and graceful, and said curiously: "I just heard a few days ago that the Heavenly Court was re-established, and there was a man named Haotian. The Great Innate God has taken the position of Heavenly Emperor...could it be you?"
"Be bold!"
"presumptuous!"
"To call His Majesty by his first name is a heinous crime!"
The expressions of the group of accompanying immortals all changed greatly, and they began to scold harshly.
It seems that only in this way can one show his loyalty.
Two more golden-armored god generals came forward and stretched out their hands to grab the young Taoist.
The latter waved his hand with an impatient expression and threw the two golden-armored god generals away, knocking down several immortal gods along with them.
The eyes of the gods and gods looking at him suddenly became frightened.
"He is the assassin!"
"Hurry up and protect me! Protect me!"
"..."
The young Taoist frowned: "What are you arguing about here? Who are you assassinating? Who are you protecting?"
As he said that, he looked towards God Haotian and said angrily: "He is a majestic Emperor of Heaven, and the immortals who accompany him on the trip are at least decent. Why are they all so cowardly?"
"..."
All the immortals and gods looked at each other, not even a trace of anger in their hearts, they only felt a chill running down their spines.
On the Emperor's chariot, God Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly.
It wasn't because of the "disrespect" in the young Taoist's words, but because the other party had easily knocked away the two golden-armored generals just now.
In order to keep up the appearance, the immortals accompanying him this time are all the elites of heaven...all true immortals.
And those golden-armored god generals are the best among them.
But just now, there were two leaders who were unable to backhand in front of the young Taoist and were easily thrown away.
It would be fine if the young Taoist was a heavenly immortal, a golden immortal or the like.
This little bit of Taoism was not enough to attract his attention.
But that young Taoist is just a top-grade Xuanxian!
Something is wrong.
Although the law of the jungle predates the strong and the fittest survive, many immortals and gods have mastered the method of disguising their own Taoism so that people cannot see their true Taoism, thus achieving the effect of deterring others or making people relax their vigilance. However, this method You can see through the real power at a glance!
There is no doubt that God Haotian is definitely a powerful being!
But no matter how he looked at it at the moment, the young Taoist was just a top-grade Xuanxian who had not yet experienced three disasters.
This is incredible!
However, God Haotian is, after all, one of the few powerful beings in the world. He collected his mind in just a moment and did not let the surprise in his heart show on his face.
He made two quick calculations with his right hand folded in his sleeve, trying to deduce the origin of the young Taoist, but found that the heavenly secrets were so chaotic that it was difficult to see clearly, as if separated by a layer of thick fog.
With his way of doing things, there are not many people in this world who can escape his deduction.
Except for those disciples of the great saints, there are not many left.
Looking at it this way, he already had a calculation in his mind.
At the moment, he calmly looked at Li Changgeng beside him and motioned for him to go and deal with it.
Li Changgeng understood, walked quickly to the front, looked at the young Taoist and bowed: "I am Li Changgeng, the immortal official of the heaven, I don't know the title of immortal..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the young Taoist say "Huh" and then looked straight at him.
"Are you Li Changgeng? I've heard of you. You were the one who came to me to ask for help last time, right?"
Interception?
He is a disciple of Jiejiao!
Li Changgeng's eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition arose in his heart for no reason.
Before he could speak, the young Taoist walked forward enthusiastically and hugged his shoulders, "You must still need manpower in Heaven, right?
Come on, come on, this guy will be given to you in heaven, give him a priesthood... Well, it doesn't have to be too high, a fifth or sixth grade will be enough! "
"Um?"
Li Changgeng was stunned for a moment, then realized that the "this guy" the other party was referring to was the "assassin" hanging on the dragon's horns.
"What, are you not satisfied?"
The young Taoist frowned and said: "Don't look at how miserable he looks now. That's because he didn't control his strength when he played football with me just now. He took two days to recover and then he was jumping around...
But none of this matters, you just need to know that he is actually a top-grade immortal.
By the way, how many immortals are there in your heaven now? "
All the immortals in heaven: "..."
Although I really don't want to admit it, there is not even an earthly immortal in heaven, let alone an immortal.
"Ahem——"
Li Changgeng coughed twice and said seriously: "I haven't asked for the immortal title yet..."
The young Taoist glanced at him, "What? Are you afraid that I'm teasing you? Or are you afraid that I can't make the decision?"
Li Changgeng quickly shook his head, "The Immortal misunderstood..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young Taoist interrupted: "It's okay to tell you, so that you won't mutter in your heart. Listen up! I am Hunyuan Yiqi Immortal Yu Yuan. I live in Penglai Immortal Island. I studied under the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. The third generation of the Jie Jiao of the Eight Classics of Children!
I am sending people to your heaven on the order of Master. Do you understand? "
"Ming, I understand."
Li Changgeng nodded, but his heart was filled with turmoil, and he subconsciously turned back to look at God Haotian.
However, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor was still as calm as a mountain, sitting there motionless, his face was as calm as ever, and no emotion could be seen.
However, Li Changgeng, who is familiar with him, knows that the current situation may even be troublesome for His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!
