Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 243: Seventeen major forces in the ancient world!

After a pause, Jiang Haofeng spoke again: "There is also the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple, who should also be invited."

Jiang Haofeng mentioned seventeen forces in succession, and invited almost all of the top forces in the prehistoric world.

Of course, there are more than seventeen forces in the prehistoric world, but the rest are either of average strength, which is nothing in front of the current human race, or they are ancient powerful men who have secluded themselves from the world.

They retired early and no longer cared about the affairs of the ancient times. Even when the heaven and earth brought down a catastrophe, their figures could not be seen. If Jiang Haofeng had not broken through to become a quasi-saint, he would not even have noticed the existence of these people.

Since they have already withdrawn from the world, there is naturally no need to invite them again.

Suiren thought for a moment and found nothing was missing. He nodded and said, "Good!"

A group of human beings spoke up one after another. Jiang Haofeng looked at Fuxi. Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and nodded, saying, "Ancestor Haofeng has considered everything very comprehensively. I agree!"

"Then it's settled!"

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Jiang Haofeng nodded immediately and settled the matter.

"One more thing, when will the ceremony be held?"

Suiren on the side suddenly asked.

Fuxi thought for a moment and said, "How about three years later? Three years should be enough to invite guests from the three realms!"

Jiang Haofeng shook his head: "It's a bit too short. The forces that my human race invited are all the top forces in the prehistoric world. There are countless powerful ones among them, and there are many ancient beings that have existed since several calamities."

"For a celebration like this, a hundred years' notice is most appropriate. Three years is indeed a bit short. However, our human race also needs to develop. The ceremony cannot be delayed for too long. A hundred years is too long. It is better to set it in ten years."

"Ten years is not a long time, but it is not too short either. After all, it is enough time for preparation."

"Secondly, we humans also need to prepare for the grand ceremony. With the Human Emperor taking the throne, there are many things that need to be changed in our clan. There are also the clan members of the Three Thousand Worlds, and we cannot leave them behind."

"This celebration is an opportunity for our human race to officially step onto the prehistoric stage and meet with various forces. We must prepare well."

Upon hearing this, Fuxi showed a look of agreement on his face. Indeed, three years was not a short time for him. He was only over a hundred years old, but the ancestors had already become Hunyuan Golden Immortals and had existed three hundred thousand years ago. In their eyes, three years was just a blink of an eye.

This is the case with all the ancestors. In the ancient times, the above-mentioned major forces are all older than the human race. Three years is indeed not appropriate.

"The ancestor is really thoughtful!"

After deciding on a specific time, Jiang Haofeng's eyes moved slightly, and then he looked at Dachao on the side, "Brother Dachao, these seventeen forces are all at the peak of the prehistoric world, and none of them is weaker than our human race. We must not neglect the forces of all parties."

"This means that it is extremely important for our human race to invite candidates from all parties. Among the Xianmai, it seems that only you, Dachao, are suitable."

Dachao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately said, "Leave it to me!"

After the birth of 300,000 Huiyuan, Dachao has not yet stepped out of the human territory and has basically been active within the human territory. Now there is an opportunity to contact various forces outside, and Dachao will not miss it without any hesitation.

Seeing that Dachao agreed, Jiang Haofeng nodded slightly. All the forces were the top forces in the prehistoric world. It was no exaggeration to say that offending any one of these seventeen forces would bring considerable trouble to the human race.

Not to mention that this time, 17 forces were invited one after another, so they naturally could not be neglected. The person who was invited was the most critical. If the strength was too weak, it would be disrespectful to all forces, and if it was too strong, it would be bad for the human race. A peak strong man went out as an envoy to invite people from all forces. He could not be too strong or too weak. Looking at the entire human race, only Dachao was the most suitable.

He is one of the three sages of Xianmai, a powerful being at the peak level of Daluo Jinxian, and only one step away from becoming a quasi-saint. He is not the most powerful existence in Daxia, but he is also an important figure with a very high status among the human race.

At the same time, Dachao is not the leader of Xianmai, but his prestige is not much inferior to Suiren. He not only demonstrates the sincerity of the human race, but also does not bring disgrace to the human race.

It couldn't be more appropriate.

Dachao is to the human race what Guanyin Bodhisattva is to Buddhism in the future.

Huh?
Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit similar!
The status is high enough, but not the highest; the strength is strong enough, but not the strongest. Isn't this definitely a chosen worker?
Dachao felt uncomfortable looking at Haofeng's strange gaze. He looked down at his clothes. They were the same as before.

"Haofeng, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with me?"

Jiang Haofeng smiled apologetically and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

Dachao looked confused, there was nothing wrong with him.

"No problem. Time is running out. You should set off as soon as possible. The seventeen forces should first go to the five major forces where the six saints are. Among them, Goddess Nuwa created our human race, so we should go to the Nuwa Palace first."

"The Saint Taiqing taught our human race the way of immortality, established the human religion, and educated our human race. I will be the second one to go."

After the words fell, Xuan Du on the side waved his hand and said: "You don't have to go to the Human Sect. I know it's fine. Master won't care about these things."

"Don't you want to report to the teacher?" Suiren, who was standing by, was stunned and asked immediately.

"No, the entire sect, except for the teacher, the rest are all in our human race, they are all family, there is nothing to report."

"And Master is not willing to deal with these things. Master wants to see. Nothing in the prehistoric world can be hidden from Master. Even if you report it, the only one who will come in the end is me, and it is impossible for the teacher to come in person."

Xuan Du waved his hand again and spoke casually.

Having followed his master for 300,000 Huiyuan, Xuandu still understood his master's temper.

As long as it is not necessary, Master will not interfere. Moreover, Master does not care about those rules. The final result is the same. Since this is the case, I know it and there is no need to go to Zhonghuang Mountain specifically.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Haofeng nodded immediately and spoke directly.

"Then we'll listen to Xuandu. Saint Taiqing ranks second, but since Xuandu is here, there's no need to invite anyone else."

"After the Saint Taiqing, in order, the third one will go to Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace to invite the Chan Sect, the fourth one will go to Jin'ao Island Biyou Palace to invite the Jie Sect, and finally, go to the Sumeru Mountain in the west to invite the Western Sect!"

"After that, we will go to the underworld, heaven, dragon, phoenix, unicorn, demon, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise and Wuzhuang Temple."

"As for the final Netherworld Blood Sea, let me go there."

(End of this chapter)