"Tsk, tsk."
Sitting on the throne of the original magic light, watching the prayers and praises of the Western gods in the void dimension, Li Che couldn't help but marvel.
There are many people who are good at making troubles. He himself is the most good at making troubles in the ancient world. However, like the Western gods, there are not many troublemaking groups with masters of making troubles per capita.
It can even be said that I have never seen it before.
Either he is giving blessings, or he is on the way to give blessings. Giving blessings means doing things. Blessings are continuous and troubles are endless. Looking at the vast universe, only the Western gods are so leisurely and elegant.
Li Che suddenly felt as if he had met him too late.
A devil like him who always likes to cause trouble, and the Western gods who are equally good at causing trouble, are definitely like sleeping dragons and phoenixes.
“Ignorance is a bit ignorant, but it’s also interesting.”
Li Che didn't know the languages of the Western gods, but he could understand the meaning. He was speechless and at the same time more interested.
A mere little god who could be compared to a quasi-saint dared to claim to be an omnipotent lord. This was the first time in his life that Li Che had seen such an arrogant person. He was simply ignorant and stupid to the extreme.
But it is precisely because of ignorance and arrogance that it is more fun. Li Che likes to help people understand the reality and learn noble virtues such as humility and modesty.
I just hope that the Western Gods will be able to withstand it well and not be ruined by Him.
Under a sacred tree with the highest level of spiritual roots, Shiva, the God of Destruction, is in deep meditation, with no external objects in his mind, and the unity of heaven and man.
But he seemed to be awake, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a relaxed and happy smile, as if the praises of the gods had pleased him.
According to the rules of the game among the gods, the god who is pleased by the hymn will bless his devout believers and fulfill any wishes of the believers.
Shiva was pleased with the praises of the gods and it was time to wake up from his meditation and bless his most devout devotees.
A pair of eyes as deep as the universe slowly opened, seemingly containing endless mysteries. A majestic power spread, and Ji Luosuo suddenly displayed many strange phenomena, one after another.
The phantoms of heaven and earth, such as goddesses, immortals, asuras and other creatures appeared, and together with the faint sounds of praise, it became even more strange and extraordinary.
I won’t discuss whether there is any mystery in it, but this pomp and posture are definitely worthy of the style of the God of Gods.
People with great supernatural powers like Li Che don't travel with such grand pomp.
The Western gods know how to show off their authority.
Seeing Lord Shiva waking up from meditation, the voices of the gods singing hymns became louder and louder, fearing that the omnipotent Lord would not notice his piety.
Although Lord Shiva is the God of Destruction, he is not a mentally ill lunatic. When faced with the pious praises of the gods, he politely returns the compliments.
This scene is like a bragging conference. You praise me for being omnipotent, and I praise you for knowing everything. The main point is that you give me face, and I give you face.
And it's nothing more than bragging. You don't know how to be subtle and modest. You should first weigh the opponent's strength before bragging. You just brag about the other person's ability to no end.
"The West is not big, but it creates myths and it really deserves its reputation."
In the void dimension, Li Che was stunned and sighed like this.
I have long heard that the Western gods can play, but I did not expect that the Western gods are far more playful than I imagined. They are not as famous as meeting them, and they are even more famous when they meet.
Shiva is nothing more than a quasi-sage. Under the praise of the Western gods, he seems to be stronger than Taoist Hongjun and the Dao of Heaven, and Shiva can still accept it calmly without changing his expression.
When it comes to the thickness of his face, it can reach the sky. Li Che is willing to call the Western gods the crime of being thick-skinned.
Looking at the Western gods who were still complimenting each other endlessly, Li Che sighed inwardly, feeling that he still had too little experience.
He couldn't even figure out how thick-skinned he had to be in order to accept unrestricted praise from others without changing his expression. Wasn't he not a little ashamed?
Or maybe he has been nesting in the West for a long time and has completely become a frog in the well, unable to see the vastness of the world and only knowing that Yelang is arrogant?
Li Che couldn't figure out the specific reason, but one thing was certain. Being thick-skinned without knowing it was definitely the most distinctive tradition in the West.
From Zhunti, who was destined to be famous for Dafa, to the group of Western gods in front of him, it has been well proved that Western creatures are indeed thick-skinned.
Li Che considers himself to be a thick-skinned man, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the scorn of all sentient beings and remain indifferent, but compared to the Western gods, he does not seem to be very thick-skinned.
At least he can't praise a person without changing his face, or praise him without any restrictions and almost without any thought.
After complimenting each other for a while, the Western gods entered a new stage, that is, the stage of blessing, but this time it was not a blessing, but to be more precise, it was a matter of discussion.
This time the gods gathered in Jilasa, on the one hand, to connect with each other, and on the other hand, to elect an emperor to rule the west and take charge of the rules and order of the west.
New era, new atmosphere!
The hegemony of the two clans of lich and demons was in vain. The emperor who was both the emperor of demons and the emperor of heaven fell. A heavenly emperor was elected to take charge of the rules and order of the West without fear of incurring revenge.
Generally speaking, the rain has passed, the weather has cleared, and I can do it again.
When Emperor Jun was still alive, none of the Western gods dared to mention the word Emperor of Heaven. But now that Emperor Jun died in the Lich War, and no new Emperor of Heaven has appeared in the ancient world, what happened to them in the West electing an Emperor of Heaven?
Who stipulates that the Emperor of Heaven cannot appear in the West? Which rule of heaven was violated by electing a Western Emperor?
At worst, when a new Heavenly Emperor appears in the prehistoric times, he will take the title of Heavenly Emperor again.
Now, let’s get over the addiction of the Emperor of Heaven first.
In order to choose the emperor who is in charge of the rules and order of the West, all the Western gods gathered, including Brahma and Vishnu, who are also known as the three-phase gods with Shiva, as well as Indra, the god of thunder and lightning, Varuna, the water god, Vayu, the wind god, and the god of death. Yama, the god of fire Agni, the god of sun Surya, etc. were all absent.
As for the Asuras who have always been against the gods, I'm sorry, but in the eyes of the gods, the vulgar and bellicose Asuras are not qualified to participate in the meeting of the gods, not even the Asura teacher Sujiela.
Regarding the question of who is the emperor, the Western gods launched an extremely heated discussion.
Many Western gods and immortals are interested in becoming addicted to the Emperor of Heaven, but there can only be one Emperor of Heaven, and you must choose the right one. It doesn’t just matter who falls in love with whom.
In order to compete for the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, the gods were quarreling back and forth. They were all red-faced and could not decide on a candidate. There were only a few candidates.
Indra, the god of thunder and lightning;
Varuna, the water god;
Surya, the sun god,
These three gods have the highest support rate. If nothing unexpected happens, the Western Emperor will be born from the three gods.
But just as the gods were arguing over who was the emperor, a burst of sudden and harsh laughter suddenly sounded, interrupting the gods' thoughts.
"Hahahahaha"
Amid wild laughter, the void cracked, the throne arrived, and Li Che officially appeared.
On the Siyuan Magic Light Throne, Li Che laughed like crazy, laughing so hard that tears were about to flow out.
Li Che could swear to Heaven that he had never seen a more hilarious famous scene than the current one. He couldn't live without laughing, he really couldn't live without laughing.
A group of gods who are similar to country bumpkins want to elect the Emperor of Heaven. Do the Western gods intend to make him laugh to death and then inherit his legacy?
Li Che was deeply suspicious of this.
(End of chapter)
