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Chapter 337 Haotian Shangzixiao Palace (please subscribe!)
Chapter 2 Haotian Shangzixiao Palace

Zixiao Palace, in the main hall.

Yuqing and Shangqing looked at each other, and both saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.

It can be seen that Hongjun is a little different this time, but he is not alone, and the two of them also noticed a trace of surprise.

In the past, Hongjun Taoist ancestor had a strong breath of heaven, and the ruthlessness of heaven was fully displayed on his face without sadness or joy.

Although Hongjun's words were still indifferent this time, he had a little more emotion of his own. Sanqing could feel this, so he had doubts in his heart.

The Taishang knew what was in his two younger brothers' minds, and he also had the same thoughts in his mind.

But this kind of thing can't be said.Although it is a holy place, there are still things that come out of the mouth.

After thinking about it in my heart, the Taishang didn't get entangled in this matter, and planned to ask why they were summoned this time?
But before he could open his mouth, Hongjun waved his hand, and the layer of purple light enveloped him, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

Seeing this, Sanqing's expression suddenly became serious.

At this time, on the high platform.

Daoist Hongjun's eyes sparkled, he looked at Sanqing and said, "I called you here this time because I have something to discuss..."

Hearing this, Sanqing looked at each other, knowing that what Hongjun said next must be extraordinary, and the expression on his face became serious.

Sanqing bowed to Hongjun, and then said respectfully, "I would like to listen to the teacher's order..."

Hongjun nodded slightly, his eyes flickered, something was quietly brewing in his eyes, just waiting for him to speak out.

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Prehistoric, immeasurable mountains.

In the Hunyuan Palace.

Mo Li sat cross-legged under the big tree, his eyes opened at a certain moment.

The colorful colors in the eyes as deep as the stars and the sea kept flickering, and they were fixed in the direction of Tianwaitian.

"I didn't expect to come back so soon..."

Moments later, Mo Li chuckled and said.

It was only half a month since Sanqing left Honghuang and went to Zixiao Palace, and came back this time.

This amount of time is nothing but a drop in the bucket for the human race, let alone a cultivator.

But at this time Sanqing was leaving, and the other saints were in the dojo, which attracted the attention of the other three saints and the two Hunyuan.

So in the past half month, except for Li Li, they have been waiting a little bit.

But at this time Sanqing returned to the Primordial Dojo, and the matter was temporarily over, no matter what the details were, they would not mention it again.

"If it's not peaceful again..."

Mo Li chuckled lightly, his eyes sparkled, and he didn't know what was brewing.

After a few breaths, he slowly closed his eyes and continued to comprehend his way of time and space.

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Time flies, passes by in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years.

After thousands of years of precipitation, Honghuang has undergone many changes, especially for the human race at this time, it is changing with each passing day.

After the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the status of the human race is unquestionable, it is the race of the protagonists of heaven and earth.

And these thousands of years of changes have caused the human race to travel almost all over the wilderness. Except for some wild places, the human race can basically be seen.

Under such a big environment, the development of the human race must be rapid. Over the past thousand years, the number of people has reached a terrifying level.

With such a large number of people, and being an ordinary human race, they naturally need to pray to the heavens for help.

For example, asking for rain, asking for wind, etc., are all people who need heaven.

But the prehistoric world is so big, there are actually not many heavenly officials that can be allocated.

Although over the past thousand years, the Heavenly Court has absorbed some casual cultivators, and the number of previous Heavenly Officials is not small.

But the greatness of the prehistoric was beyond Haotian's imagination, and the Heavenly Court at this time had already become the existence that ruled the prehistoric.

Therefore, if you want to manage the flood well, manpower is essential. In addition to the human race, there are also some casual cultivators with higher cultivation bases who refuse to obey the control of the heaven.

In the heavenly court, there are not many heavenly officials with higher cultivation bases, so there is not enough manpower now.

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Prehistoric, 33 days, heaven.

In Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian rubbed the center of his brows, although the expression on his face was calm, but the worry in his eyes was clearly visible.

Manpower is needed to manage the scattered prehistoric ordinary human race, manpower is needed to manage casual cultivators, and manpower is needed to manage other prehistoric peoples.

But the manpower available to Heavenly Court can be said to be beyond its means, not enough at all.

"Crack! Kick! Kick!..."

Haotian kept tapping the armrest on the dragon chair with his fingers, his eyes intertwined, and he didn't know what was brewing.

After a long time, a light flashed in Haotian's eyes.

A piece of information had already surfaced in his mind, and after he thought about it carefully, he had an idea.

"This is a compromise..."

A smile appeared on Haotian's face, and he muttered to himself.

Immediately, Haotian got up, walked towards the Tiangong, returned to his main hall, changed the dragon robe on himself, and put on the purple Taoist robe that he had in Zixiao Palace before.

Then, he went to Pantaoyuan again, and told Yao Chi about leaving the Heavenly Court and going to Zixiao Palace.

Then he left the heavenly court and flew towards the outer sky.

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Prehistoric, Shouyang Mountain.

In the Palace of Eight Views.

The Taishang opened his eyes in vain, and there was a trace of divine light in the pupils of the wandering yin and yang.

He turned his eyes to the heavenly court, watching Haotian's leaving figure, a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"What the teacher said is not bad, but you acted very quickly in this matter..." Taishang said softly.

Immediately, Taishang thought of something in his mind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Haotian's figure, a completely different expression appeared in his eyes.

If Haotian did this, it was under the instruction of the teacher, and he went the other way.

"In this way, the Heavenly Court will truly rule the Three Realms..."

After muttering something, Taishang closed his eyes and thought about the next thing.

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Beyond the sky, the chaotic world.

Haotian flew in the vast chaotic world, and after a while, he was nowhere to be found.

Normally, without Hongjun's call, even the saints would not be able to find the location of Zixiao Palace. After all, Zixiao Palace is erratic and hard to find.

Haotian has Hongjun's traction in his heart this time, and has a sense of connection with Zixiao Palace, so it is not difficult to find it.

The fact is exactly the same, Haotian did not search for long in the chaotic world, but saw a majestic palace in the vast chaotic world.

The thousands of rays of light that emanate are even worse than those of the heavenly court.

After Haotian glanced at it, he flew towards Zixiao Palace.

A moment later, Haotian stood in front of Zixiao Palace, looking at Zixiao Palace with its gate wide open, but stopped before.

His eyes were intertwined, and he stood in front of the door for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, I saw Haotian stepping into Zixiao Palace.

"Oh!"

As soon as you step into Zixiao Palace, the heavy door is closed.

After looking back, a bright light flashed in Haotian's eyes, and then he walked in with big strides, and didn't stop until the futon in the hall.

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Haotian looked at Hongjun who seemed to have been waiting for a long time on the high platform, so he knelt down and said to him, "Disciple Haotian, pay homage to teacher!"

Since he became the emperor of heaven, he saw that Hongjun was doing the teacher's etiquette, but Hongjun didn't care about it.

Even if Sanqing and the Second Western Sage cared about it, now that it has become a fact, they will not say this anymore.

"No need to be polite!"

Hongjun looked at him, said indifferently, with a wave of his hand, a golden futon appeared in front of him.

Haotian got up and went up.

"The disciple came here this time to ask for something..."

Haotian bowed again, and then said.

Hongjun looked at him, neither sad nor happy in his eyes, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the strong heavenly aura on his body stirred slightly and spread out.

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(End of this chapter)