Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 319 Hongjun summons, reincarnation and refining treasure!

Wa Palace.

Fuxi's remaining spirit suddenly trembled, as if something bad was about to happen to him.

Nuwa was also a little upset and was about to deduce the secret, but suddenly Hongjun's voice came from her heart:

"Six Saints, come to Zixiao Palace to see me!"

At the same time, Zhunti, Jie Yin, and Sanqing were awakened one after another. They each walked out of the wilderness and gathered in Zixiao Palace in the blink of an eye.

Hongjun summoned him, so Nuwa had no choice but to put her mind on her head and rush from Wa Palace to Zixiao Palace.

"I met the teacher."

Under the Chaos Jade Steps, the six saints bowed in unison.

"Good~"

Hongjun nodded slightly, pointed his finger, and six futons appeared at the feet of the saints:

"sit."

"Yes."

The Six Saints sat down respectively and waited curiously for Hongjun to speak.

"I want to establish an "Emperor of Heaven" who will take charge of the world for me and run the six paths of heaven and earth."

Hongjun said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the saints suddenly changed.

Nuwa was indifferent. At this moment, her heart was focused on resurrecting Fuxi.

Pretending to be surprised in both Zhunti and Hueyin, especially in Hueyin, the expression is extremely exaggerated.

But in fact, this was something he and Hongjun had agreed on long ago!

For...

Taiqing frowned slightly, remembering a sacred figure: Duke Dongwang.

Yuqing was very interested, but Shangqing didn't care at all.

"The position of the Emperor of Heaven is very important, and the candidate should be chosen with great care. I wonder what the teacher is paying attention to this time?"

Taiqing asked.

"Haotian, Yaochi, please come forward."

As Hongjun finished speaking, the golden boy and girl Haotian and Yaochi walked up to the saints.

"From today on, Haotian shall be the Emperor of Heaven and bestow upon you the Haotian Sword, the Haotian Tower, and the Haotian Mirror!"

Hongjun stretched out his hand and pointed, and three balls of light fell down, turning into a sword, a tower, and a mirror.

The Three Treasures exude a rich golden light of merit, and contain a hint of heavenly power, allowing Haotian to control the power of heaven.

"Thank you teacher for the gift."

Haotian transformed into a handsome young man, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a majestic momentum.

He respectfully stepped forward and took the Three Treasures.

Hongjun: "Yaochi."

"The disciple is here."

Yaochi stepped forward quickly.

"From today on, you will be the Queen Mother of Heaven, assisting Haotian in taking charge of the immortals in Heaven.

I give you the best innate spiritual root: the innate Renshui flat peach tree, and the best innate spiritual treasure: the pure water bowl. "

"Thank you teacher for the gift."

Yaochi also stepped forward to take the two treasures without mentioning them.

The difference here is that originally there was supposed to be a Western plain-colored cloud realm flag, but the plain-colored cloud realm flag had long ago fallen into Ran Deng's hands and was reversely refined by him into a thirty-sixth grade Chaos Green Lotus.

Therefore, in exchange, Ran Deng also took out the Haotian Mirror, and Hongjun refined it into a heavenly treasure and gave it to Haotian.

At this time, Hongjun glanced at Jie Yin silently.

The next moment, the fluctuation in His eyes disappeared instantly, the supreme, impartial and righteous aura rose up, and even his tone became extremely stiff:

"You and other six saints need to assist the Emperor of Heaven to stabilize the great wilderness and not to cause more trouble."

"Yes."

The saints were startled, seeing the strangeness in it, and nodded.

"Great!"

After Hongjun said that, his figure disappeared instantly.

Among the six saints present, none of them could detect the traces of His departure.

"Teacher is already in harmony with the Tao!"

Taiqing sighed.

"Brothers, please be busy. I have something important to do, so I'll go ahead."

After saying that, Nuwa turned around and left the Zixiao Palace. After returning to the ancient times, she rushed towards the Netherworld without stopping.

"It's not easy for me in the West to get involved in Eastern matters."

Jie Yin narrowed his eyes and smiled, and left hand in hand with Zhunti.

"In the future, please ask Senior Brother Sanqing to take care of you and give you guidance."

Seeing that Sanqing was about to leave, Haotian quickly spoke. “Junior Brother Haotian is the Emperor of Heaven, and I, Sanqing, will help you with all my heart.”

Only Taiqing replied, but Yuqing and Shangqing didn't even look at Haotian.

Sanqing also got up and left.

Only two gods, Haotian and Yaochi, remained in Zixiao Palace.

"The Six Saints are unruly and untamed. They need to plan carefully and don't act too hastily."

Yaochi comforted Haotian.

"It's natural."

Haotian smiled slightly: "After all, who can tolerate one more person above their head?"

The saint couldn't tolerate it, and he, the majestic emperor, couldn't tolerate it either.

Therefore, it is not that He wants to create a confrontation, but that He is forced to have no choice...

At this point, Haotian and Yaochi took office and hurried to Heaven to start the reconstruction work.

On the other side, Nuwa came to the underworld.

She did not go directly to the six realms of reincarnation, but to the eighteen levels of hell.

"What's in the eighteenth level of hell?"

Nuwa stood in front of hell, but she never took a step into this hell.

She had a deep feeling that taking this step would turn the world upside down.

There is even a danger of falling!

There are existences in these eighteen levels of hell that can threaten the saints!

Nuwa was silent, gave up the idea of ​​exploring hell, and turned around to the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Meng Po respectfully welcomes the saint Dharma."

On the Naihe Bridge, Po Meng appeared.

"Go and do your business."

Nuwa dismissed her casually.

Regarding Fuxi's reincarnation, she could not trust anyone else to do it.

Moreover, her annoyance before going to Zixiao Palace may be related to this matter, and she cannot be careless.

"Brother, you are currently repairing your true soul in reincarnation. When the time is right, I will arrange for you to be reincarnated."

Nuwa released the remnant spirit of Fuxi.

At this time, another true spirit suddenly came in, exuding all kinds of evil auras such as disaster, misfortune, misfortune, bad luck, etc., disturbing the peace of the entire reincarnation.

"Jie Yin, you have promised me not to interfere!"

Nuwa turned around and looked at the other figure with raised eyebrows.

Isn't it a pick-up or who is it?

"I didn't interfere with you."

With a lazy expression, he pursed his lips towards Prime Minister Gui Zhenling and said:

"I'm here to see this old friend reincarnated."

Nuwa frowned when she heard this. What she was most worried about happened.

At this time, Jie Yin suddenly said:

"Did you bring the Qiankun Ding?"

"What do you want?" Nuwa was confused.

"Exercise a little thing."

While he was talking, he took out a pair of tortoise shells from his sleeves, which were the remains of Prime Minister Tortoise.

Seeing the extremely rich moldy air on the tortoise shell, Nuwa suddenly paused in holding the cauldron:

"You want to practice here?"

"if not?"

Jie Yin pointed to the true spirit of Prime Minister Turtle in reincarnation:

"I will use the power of reincarnation to crush its true spirit and separate out the moldy and filthy air mixed in it."

"These things are the products of several innate saints at the expense of the origin of the avenue."

"If we leave him alone, hehe, not to mention Fuxi, the whole reincarnation will be in chaos!"

"Jie, Jie, Jie, Nuwa, you don't want anything to happen to your brother Fuxi, right?"

"You did it on purpose."

Nuwa snorted coldly, but still took out the Qiankun Ding and threw it in front of Jie Yin.

"Isn't that right?"

After Jie Yin took the Qiankun Cauldron, he put the tortoise shell into it.

The next moment, Jie Yin stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Nine Golden Crows flew out from the eighteenth level of hell, lined up in the formation of nine palaces, sprayed out raging real fire, and began to melt the tortoise shell.

A pitch-black cauldron slowly took shape...

(End of this chapter)