Xihua Yuanjun turned a deaf ear and stretched out his hand. The sky water of Yaochi turned into a blue dragon. It shook its head and tail and rushed into the star field. He opened his big mouth and gave a weak title. The palaces in the thirty-three days shook violently and became one with the small heaven of Zhengyang Gate. . The Qi and the machine are in harmony, the emperor's luck surges, the purple star suddenly lights up, the starlight falls, the clouds, mountains and sea of mist suddenly disperse, the six palaces and thirty-seven palaces of Guangming, Bullfighting, Milo, Miaoyan, Bodhi and Tushita appear in the eyes. At present, the two halls of Cast Bronze and Hueyue are missing.
Tong Dingniu's body died, and the Copper Palace was refined into a red copper hate stick by Lan Rong. Huiyue Palace and Qiu Zhenren were thrown into the Wuming Palace, where the power of the emperor lies. Thirty-three days will never be without these two. A great hall.
Under the shining purple stars, all words are redundant, and there is a bitter taste at the bottom of Lie Yukou's tongue. Xihua Yuanjun shares his fate with the emperor's son. Both suffer losses, and both prosper. Even if he wants to compete with him, , but cannot compete with the general trend. God's will is such that it cannot be undone by manpower, and even the Great Luo Jinxian cannot disobey it. He raised his head and looked across the palace masters Lan Rongyu, Cao Mumian, Cui Huayang, Wen Nantang, and Xie Dongge. He paused briefly on the face of Queen Jiang Ye, and finally fell on Laojun Li, saying: "Dou Where will the palace master go?"
Li Laojun was wearing a yin-yang robe of innate Qi, holding a hidden military order in his hand, raising his white eyebrows, showing his face and smiling: "The general trend of the world must be reunited after separation for a long time. The old Taoist will comply with the general trend and return to the emperor's star."
Lie Yukou let out a long sigh. Mr. Li Laojun, the master of Dousita Palace, had profound moral principles. He was trapped in the small heaven of Zhengyang Gate and shook the foundation of Thirty-three Days. If he stood on his side, Xihua Yuanjun would also be afraid of him. . He had several thoughts in his mind, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed something strange, "Returning to the Emperor Star." Why did he return to the Emperor Star, rather than return to the Ziwei Star, or return to the Emperor of Heaven? He subconsciously looked at Ziweixing, his heart beat wildly for half a beat, and he pondered undecidedly.
The emperor was silent. What Xihua Yuanjun was most worried about was Laojun Li, the owner of Tushita Palace. She shared her fate with the emperor, but she was not the master of the heaven. She could not protect the palaces by herself. If Li Laojun activated the Yangjun furnace, and the imperial bandits sacrificed the Great Light Treasure Wheel. The two of them joined forces to attack. She was protected by the Yaochi Tianshui, and she was safe. The emperor's foundation would inevitably be destroyed. Now that Mr. Li is on the side of the emperor and has eliminated a hidden danger, she secretly breathes a sigh of relief. However, it is not enough for Mr. Li not to help each other. The six palaces and thirty-seven palaces are attacking with all their strength, and they can still defeat the heaven. Torn apart and reduced to ruins, this is nothing more than the so-called weapon that can kill rats.
In front of powerful people such as the Palace Master of Yaochi, the Palace Master of Tusita, and the Palace Master of Guangming, the heaven without the emperor's son is like precious and fragile porcelain, which can be easily smashed to pieces. Xihua Yuanjun frowned slightly and thought. How to reduce internal friction and clean up the mess.
The master of Miaoyan Palace, Qu Yuanhe, felt a little uneasy when he saw that he had been silent for a long time. All the palaces in the thirty-three days have always advanced and retreated together. With the Guangming Palace looking forward, the imperial bandits lived up to everyone's expectations. They joined together vertically and horizontally, and when they were broken, they were broken. It suffered little loss in the Qingtian Incident, and finally ended up in a three-way tie with Yaochi and Nantianmen. However, when the emperor's son rose, the imperial guards made the wrong choice and went out to attack the Zhengyang Gate. They kicked the iron plate and returned home defeated. Fortunately, Yan Nanzheng, Wuchangzi, Lu Haizhenren, and Li Laojun The four palace masters have fallen and fallen, and with her help, Lieyu Kou can still control the overall situation. Now where to go for the thirty-three days, it has reached the most important fork in the road.
Xihua Yuanjun was bathing in the purple starlight, and the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded around him, and he said in a deep voice: "Returning to heaven on the thirty-third day, Lord of Guangming Palace, Lord of Miaoyan Palace, do you have any objections?"
Qu Yuanhe lowered his eyes, stepped back half a step, and hid behind Li Yukou to show his support. Lie Yukou's eyes flashed and he shook his head slightly. The place where the purple stars shone was the heaven. The destiny of the emperor's son still existed, so he could only retreat and settle for the second best, extinguishing his self-reliance.
Xihua Yuanjun said again: "That day when you attacked Zhengyang Gate, you committed rebellion and committed an unforgivable crime. However, the heaven is currently in a state of turmoil. You might as well write down all the past events for now. If you have done something good in protecting the heaven, you will naturally write them off. Palace Lords, I I ask you solemnly, are you willing to return to heaven, take charge of the Palace of Light, and atone for your sins?"
The first sentence is asking about the general situation, and the latter sentence is asking about personal intentions. If Li Yukou wants to stay, everything will start from scratch. If he wants to leave, Xihua Yuanjun can also be generous and avoid a fight. . However, although the Star Territory is large, it has lost the foundation of its operation for thousands of years. It is not easy to find another place to stay. Lie Yukou smiled and said loudly: "If the emperor personally agrees, it will be fine. Yuanjun is only in charge of the first palace of Yaochi, so what right does he have to make his own decisions?"
After hearing this, Queen Jiang Ye felt a little better about the Lord of Guangming Palace. The emperor was silent. It was not Xihua Yuanjun's turn to make the decision in heaven. His words were unjust and unreasonable. Lie Yukou's rebuttal hit the nail on the head and hit the point. No matter how she tried to argue, she couldn't convince the public. There was a hint of a faint smile on the corner of the Queen's lips. If she spoke in support at this moment, she would be able to curb Lie Yukou's arrogance, but she remained silent to see how Xihua Yuanjun could break the deadlock.
Xihua Yuanjun said: "When the Heavenly Court was created, the Emperor of Heaven used his supreme supernatural power to gather the spiritual intelligence of all heavens and worlds, enlightened the thirty-six immortal worlds, laid the foundation of the Heavenly Court, and ascended to the throne of the emperor. The throne of the emperor is established by supernatural powers, not by name, and there is no If there is supernatural power, there will be no Heavenly Emperor, only Chongyuan."
Yuanjun's voice was clear, sonorous and powerful, and everyone was shocked.
Xihua Yuanjun said again: "Look at this Ziwei star. This star is Chongyuan's destiny star. When Chongyuan ascends the throne, this star is called the 'Emperor Star'. When Chongyuan is not on the throne, this star is the same as other stars." Lord of the Palace of Light——"
Lie Yukou heard the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu in his ears, his heart beat four times, the mind wheel behind his head turned, his eyebrows were tangled in one place, and the center of his eyebrows was raised like a flesh bead.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Emperor of Heaven bestowed a cup of luck. Tens of thousands of years later, the Emperor's son bestowed a cup of luck. I have two cups of luck, but I still cannot be the master of heaven. The Emperor fell into silence, and great changes are imminent. Just as At the beginning of the creation of the Heavenly Court, whoever has the greatest magical power will hold the power. If there is any dissatisfaction, just suppress it." Where Xihua Yuanjun's mind fell, the Tianshui of Yaochi rolled back and turned into a long and winding river, surrounding it. , every drop of water reflects countless stars, appearing and disappearing, "I am in charge of this fairyland of Yao Chi, a pool of heavenly water. If the Lord of the Palace of Light wishes, you and I will go to the star field, have a show, and determine the priority. how?"
What good would it do him to tear the Heavenly Court into pieces and remove even a single true immortal from all the palaces? Xihua Yuanjun's words were exactly what he meant. Li Yukou looked solemn and pushed the boat along the current: "I will discuss the Tao with Yuanjun, and that's what I want." He flicked his sleeves, and colorful clouds appeared under his feet, slowly rising into the sky, like Slowly but quickly, without moving, the time fell into the star field. The violent star power roared in, and was dispersed by the thought wheel behind the head one by one, and could not get close.
Xihua Yuanjun left behind the Seven Pillars of Heavenly Secret and the Dragon Elephant of Yunchi to protect the Heavenly Court. He rolled up the Tianshui of Yaochi and with a sound of water, he jumped into the star field and faced the royal bandits of the Lord of the Palace of Light.
