In short, it is just one sentence, measure the material resources of Netherworld and win the favor of the Golden Emperor.
Emperor Fengdu could take it up and let it go. Although he had the spirit of a king who founded a dynasty, he lived like a king who subjugated his country.
The Nether Realm accommodates countless dead people. Some of the subordinates who died in the past tried to persuade them, but they were all scolded by Emperor Fengdu, dismissed, and replaced by another group of gods.
"If you don't want to follow me, then follow the Emperor of Heaven."
"I will send him to heaven myself."
A chilling air swept through the entire Nether World, and a dark atmosphere enveloped every corner. The desolate flowers of the other shore swayed in the silence, exuding a terrible chill.
Then the ghosts of those who died in battle were lingering by the deep Huangquan River, wailing and roaring, unwilling to leave, with a cold light shining in their eyes, full of resentment, like a landmine that could explode at any time.
On the contrary, there is an extremely lively scene in the Heavenly Palace. Because the Emperor of Heaven is about to ascend the throne, the entire heaven is filled with joy and peace.
The Red Emperor's biggest enemy was thrown into the Netherworld, and the other three emperors also expressed their surrender, avoiding unnecessary bloodshed and sacrifice. It can be foreseen that the future will be a peaceful integration, which will usher in a long and lasting era.
Gods and immortals came from all over the country to congratulate the Emperor of Heaven.
This is a happy day. The Emperor of Heaven may not remember who came to congratulate you, but he will definitely remember who did not come to congratulate you.
I can refuse it, but you can’t refuse it!
There were only a few idiots who could survive the battle between the Five Emperors, and they all gave the Emperor of Heaven face today.
In the heaven, there are thousands of golden lights rolling red; in the fairyland, thousands of auspicious energy spray purple mist.
The pillars are wrapped with golden-scaled sun-dazzling red-bearded dragons, and the bridge is circled with colorful feathers flying red-crested phoenixes. The Tianmen stands like giant towers, with dazzling divine brilliance and flowing blue light.
On both sides are dozens of marshals holding the sky, one of them leaning against the pillars, holding a banner and holding a banner; on the four sides are dozens of golden-armored gods, each holding a halberd, a whip, and a sword.
The majestic Jade Yuyu is hidden in the fairy mist. If the shadow appears, it seems to be integrated with the starry sky. It is ethereal and ethereal. The Rainbow Bridge in the distance hangs high in the sky, blooming with colorful light, connecting one space after another, and leading the way. Immortals from the lower world, gods from all directions.
There are thirty-six treasure halls and seventy-two heavenly palaces, all built by skilled craftsmen from all over the world and decorated with rare treasures paid tribute by hundreds of tribes.
Gods of different sizes were arranged, different immortal families gathered together, tinkling musical instruments echoed throughout the heavenly palace, and two or three laughter sounded from time to time.
Suddenly, heavenly music played, the bell rang, and the Emperor of Heaven came slowly, wearing a five-color dragon robe and twelve crowns on his head. He was full of energy, with dragons and phoenixes, and the appearance of the sun, majesty and stability coexisting.
Gods of all sizes gathered around him, and invisibly, the aura of supremacy emerged, controlling the three realms.
"I'll wait to see the Emperor of Heaven!"
The gods in the Heavenly Court all kowtowed together and loudly praised the Emperor of Heaven for his wisdom and mercy. The gods behind the Golden Emperor, Qing Zun, Black Lord, and the Sanxian also saluted one after another to express their respect to the Emperor of Heaven.
"Everyone is safe!"
Even the deep-rooted Red Emperor, facing the congratulations of all the gods and ascending to the Great Treasure, could not restrain himself after all. He could not help but reveal a smile on his lips, raised his hand slightly and said: "Although I am the emperor, I still need many ministers. Assist."
"Three fellow Taoists, do you think it is true or not?"
The Red Emperor ascended the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, standing above the gods, catering to the general trend of Heaven. His whole body exuded an indescribable majesty, as if he had the Constitution of Heaven and the Golden Rule in his mouth, and every word and deed could be the law of the world.
For a moment, Qing Zun was in a trance. He felt that the Red Emperor had successfully broken through and became a genuine Shinto emperor. He did not dare to disobey, but just smiled and said: "That's what your majesty said, the three realms are controlled by your majesty. I live overseas and rule the world." The lineage of loose immortals are also heavenly immortals and should assist the heavenly emperor."
The Northern Black Lord was under tremendous pressure and nodded without saying much.
Seeing Qing Zun's submission, Chi Di burst out laughing, feeling very proud.
As for the Black Lord in the North, the Red Emperor did not take it seriously. The Black Lord always regarded the strong one as the criterion. As long as his family was stronger than the Black Lord, the Black Lord would obey his orders.
Huang Laojun is dead, Qingzun surrenders, and the black master is nothing, then... where is the Golden Emperor?
The Red Emperor carried the general trend of heaven, as if the entire universe was suppressing it. His eyes were like the sun, looking straight at Shen Gongbao, and said with a bit of ridicule: "Golden Emperor, what do you think?"
Shen Gongbao raised his brows and confirmed that the Red Emperor had really reached the realm of the emperor. No matter what method he used, no matter how much power he could exert, he had really stepped into that realm comparable to the Golden Immortal.
Looking at the silent Shen Gongbao, Chi Di felt extremely comfortable. It was the happiest day since his birth.
No matter how deep you are, cunning as a ghost, and hiding all kinds of trump cards, you will eventually be defeated by one force.
He finally became the Emperor of Heaven, finally surpassed the Golden Emperor, and became the true master of the three realms!
"Huh? Does the Golden Emperor have different opinions?"
The Red Emperor smiled jokingly, feeling that the sky was vast, nothing more than the Golden Emperor, Huang Laojun, ants, and dust. At this moment, he was thinking about the universe.
"How dare you, how dare you."
Shen Gongbao took a deep breath, smiled and said: "Today is the day of great joy for the Emperor of Heaven, so I should respect him."
"The little god has lived in the Kunlun Mountains for a long time, in a bitter cold and hairless land. He has no gifts to offer, only a few wild peaches to express his respect."
After saying this, Ming Jiutian Xuannv brought over a white jade plate with mutton fat. On the fruit plate were large flat peaches with purple veins and juicy cores.
The Red Emperor looked sideways, not only because Jiutian Xuannv's cultivation was astonishing. Although she was born as a mortal and practiced immortality, her cultivation was comparable to that of an innate god.
It was also because Pantao's aura was so compelling that it surpassed all the spiritual roots he had seen before.
Shen Gongbao smiled and said: "The name of this peach is flat peach, with purple lines and a core. It blooms once every nine thousand years, bears fruit once every nine thousand years, and ripens every nine thousand years. If a person eats it, he will live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon will have the same age."
"Today I offer it to the Emperor of Heaven, and I hope that the Emperor of Heaven will accept it."
The Red Emperor laughed loudly, stroking his hands and saying, "It's wonderful that the Golden Emperor has such a heart."
"It's just that although the flat peaches are good, there are only a few of them. I can enjoy them, but your family is not blessed."
After a pause, the Red Emperor sighed, waved his hand and said: "If you can't share wealth and honor with the gods, what's the use of these flat peaches? Just put them behind you."
The Red Emperor's attempt to win people's hearts was naked, and he stepped on the Golden Emperor, and all the gods could see it.
But not a single god refuted, instead, they all congratulated the Emperor of Heaven for his saintliness.
After all, it is better to be able to share wealth and honor with this boss than to drink from a golden cup with a merciless monarch.
As for the Golden Emperor, the Emperor is now in charge of the affairs of heaven.
It’s no longer the old days of the Five Emperors!
"It's just a flat peach, this is very difficult."
Shen Gongbao smiled slightly, stroking his palms and said: "I have 3,600 flat peaches. The 1,200 in front are so spiritual that they bloom once every three thousand years, bear fruit once every three thousand years, and mature once every three thousand years. People who eat them will become immortals and become immortals." Fitness is light.”
"There are another thousand and two hundred plants, with layers of sweet and fruity flowers. They bloom every six thousand years, bear fruit every six thousand years, and mature every six thousand years. People who eat the clouds will be lifted up and become immortal."
"There are 1,200 plants in the back with purple lines and cores. Today I specially selected a few of the largest ones to offer to the Emperor of Heaven."
"If the gods want something, there aren't many flat peaches with purple stripes and cores in stock, but there are still plenty of other flat peaches, enough to hold a banquet."
As he spoke, Shen Gongbao bowed to the Emperor of Heaven, bowed and said: "Your Majesty is very happy today. The little god wants to take this opportunity to hold a peach party, and I would like to ask for the permission of the Emperor of Heaven."
Seeing that the Golden Emperor relented every time and offered many flat peaches, the Red Emperor was greatly pleased and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that if the Golden Emperor would still be so sensible in the future, it would be a good idea to keep him alive, but the power would have to be handed over.
"Just as you said."
With a wave of his hand, the Red Emperor agreed to Shen Gongbao's suggestion to hold a peach party in heaven, as if he regarded the Five Emperors as his ministers.
The expressions of Qing Zun and Hei Zhu changed. They wanted to be semi-independent, semi-self-help, the kind of status where they would listen to orders but not announcements.
But judging from Red Emperor's performance, he didn't think so.
What to do, now that the Red Emperor is a genuine Shinto emperor, his arms cannot hold his thighs.
As soon as the relationship between colleagues turned into the relationship between superiors and subordinates, the two gods felt extremely distorted. They couldn't help complaining that the original instigator, Jin Huang, was holding a peach banquet when he had nothing to do, giving the Red Emperor a chance to show off.
But Shen Gongbao was smiling, waiting for the time to brew, looking towards the lower world, watching the thousands of disasters and disasters surging, countless disturbances gathered together, it was disaster, it was also fate, there was a risk of breaking out at any time, there was only one opportunity left Priming,
Holding a peach party in the heaven, Chidi, you are not the most courageous person.
As the saying goes, there is no good banquet, and Styx went to the party.
There are certain rumors circulating in ancient times, such as that nothing good will happen once the peach festival opens.
Another example is that before the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the Heavenly Court held a peach meeting, and the twelve immortals who attended the meeting were ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to declare themselves ministers and be included in the Heavenly Court divine system.
The Peach Club has almost become the standard for opening tribulations.
I think the same is true for the Lotus Lantern Universe.
"Once a hero draws his sword, another ten years of calamity will befall the world." Shen Gongbao whispered, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he broke through the disaster and misfortune bred in the three realms, causing it to explode in an instant.
Things that were originally going to happen a hundred years ago have been delayed until now, and things that were originally going to happen a hundred years from now have come ahead of schedule.
Storms and clouds from the three realms gathered together, and drums were beating.
Red Emperor frowned and shouted: "What is the noise in the lower world?"
The patrolling angel rolled and crawled, ran into the hall with a panic look on his face, knelt on the ground, trembling and said: "Return...report to your majesty, it is the remnants of Huang Laojun who are causing trouble."
In the lower realm, in the dark corners, in the collapsed caves, on the edge of the wilderness... one after another, Taoist priests in Yuyi seemed to have received the same order, and walked out in unison, looking at the sky together.
Wearing gorgeous yellow feathers, they seemed as ethereal as real immortals. The scorching sun shone through the sparse clouds and shone on them, monitoring their whereabouts, but it also reflected the resolute faces of Huang Laojun's disciples.
If the people are not afraid of death, why should they be afraid of death?
They raised the banners in their hands. The banners were embroidered with the words "Peace in the world and rule of the world by Laojun". They shone with bright golden light and made a hunting sound in the wind. The sound resounded like thunder throughout the world:
"Chi Tian is dead, Huang Tian should stand up, and if he is aged for a year, the world will be blessed!"
"Fellow Taoists, follow me and fight against heaven!"
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"The remnants of Huang Laojun?" Red Emperor frowned, then relaxed, and laughed loudly: "Huang Laojun has been punished by me, so there is nothing to fear from the mere remnants of Huang Laojun. Just send a god to suppress the lower realm."
"Keep playing music, keep dancing!"
Countless fairy music rose again, and fairies of all sizes danced gracefully. Not only the Red Emperor, but also the gods under his command did not take it seriously. After all, even Huang Laojun was defeated. What the mere disciples can do is just make some waves, and they will eventually Was subdued.
There were even gods who flattered him and congratulated him: "The Emperor of Heaven is not afraid of danger and is not alarmed by changes. He will definitely be able to eradicate the remaining evil in one fell swoop."
"Yes, yes." The other gods agreed: "Eradicate the remaining evil and bring peace to the three realms. This is a double blessing, and it is all due to His Majesty's strategic planning!"
The Red Emperor laughed, leaned on the throne, enjoyed the music and dance, and listened to the compliments of the gods. He believed that his orders had been perfectly executed, and it was only a matter of time before he suppressed the remnants.
Shen Gongbao watched with cold eyes, feeling that the champagne was being served to these people at halftime, and they must be given some extra excitement.
"boom!!!"
The huge sound shook the heaven, and a divine light shot into Dou Mansion, straight into the ninth level of the sky, alarming the Red Emperor and the gods who were having fun.
"What happened again!"
At this moment, even the Red Emperor, who felt that he was sure of victory, couldn't help but be furious. He had such a good enthronement ceremony but had many accidents. He really thought that he, the Emperor of Heaven, was not good-tempered.
After fighting for so many years, just when he wanted to enjoy himself, someone came to help him.
A group of gods tremblingly confessed their sins, but were eventually sent impatiently by the Emperor to patrol the lower realms in pursuit of the truth.
After a while, a god general hurried over and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, a huge mountain exploded in the lower realm, and an innate god was born who had lost his head. He had breasts as eyes, navel as mouth, and fucked his relatives. To dance.”
"How to deal with it, please tell me from the Emperor of Heaven."
"Innate God?" The Red Emperor was slightly stunned, looked around, and asked: "The Savage Era and the Enlightenment Era are almost over. Why are there still Innate Gods making trouble? Didn't they all be killed back then?"
"Could it be that this is the newly born god of Dao?"
The gods looked at each other in confusion, not sure who this new guy was. After all, in the battle that year, the innate gods either died or surrendered to the heaven.
"Your Majesty still remembers the innate god that Huang Laojun suppressed."
At this moment, Shen Gongbao stood up and explained with a smile: "When the little god killed the rebels, he had already killed the nine gods and formed a mountain of turtles. When he was about to kill the tenth god, Huang Laojun took action to suppress him."
"Although he has lost his head, the innate god is immortal and his body can survive forever even if his body is incomplete."
"It turned out to be him."
The Red Emperor suddenly realized that he wanted to order the execution, but as soon as he thought about it, he thought that this innate god was killed by the Golden Emperor and was suppressed by Huang Laojun, so he might as well leave it to cause Huang Laojun some trouble.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
So, the Emperor of Heaven waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry about him."
(End of chapter)
