Yun Xian packed up his things, put aside Kokage's strange behavior just now, and walked towards the meeting hall.

The top leaders of all forces in the hall are already in place. On the left are the twelve halls and their affiliated pavilions. The Kagura Hall is temporarily in charge of Tulou. The Hall of All Living Beings is temporarily in charge of the deputy hall master Yayoi due to the departure of Gu Ying; Luo is temporarily in charge. The Rakshasa Hall has been removed from its name, but because everyone is used to the term "Twelve Halls", it has not been changed back. Although the Rakshasa Hall has been removed from its name, the affiliated pavilion Kuixing Pavilion is still there. On the right are two groups of people from the Realm of Chaos and the Realm of Moro. Different from the Twelve Palaces, they have five elders each managing the two realms. In the middle are the Twelve Envoys and Censors, who are subordinate to the Divine Lord.

"Why isn't Your Highness here?" A handsome and sunny young man in the middle looked out the door and puffed his cheeks, "I feel like I haven't seen her for a long time, I miss her so much!"

A man with fox eyes on the left side of the boy looked at him angrily and remained silent, but another gentle-looking man spoke in a rather helpless tone: "Er Qiao, you just met me yesterday. Your Highness, why haven’t we seen you for a long time?”

Erqiao, Qiao Yi, and the censor of the Twelve Envoys were listed as the second.

The fox-eyed man glanced at Qiao Yi, patted the gentle man on the shoulder and said, "Xuan, please ignore him, he's done it again."

Xuan, that is, Xuan Ming, is the seventh of the twelve envoys and censors.

Xuan Ming smiled and said, "Rong, you guys really can't help but hurt each other every day."

Rong, that is, Yu Rong, was the censor of the Twelve Envoys and was listed as the third.

Yurong yawned and leaned softly against Xuan Xing. "How could I be wrong?" Qiao Yi retorted unconvinced. The other nine people showed knowing smiles.

The smile in Zhao Lingzi's eyes did not disappear, and he forced himself to say seriously: "Your Highness is here, please be quiet." Zhao Lingzi was ranked first.

Yunxian saw such a scene when he entered the door. He sighed slightly and sat on the main seat.

"Sorry, I'm a little late." Yun Xian looked at everyone, "I will leave for Douluo in three days, and Zhao Lingzi will be with me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned for a moment. Zhao Lingzi responded first: "Yes." He didn't ask, he just accepted the order. In his opinion, what His Highness did made sense, and he just had to follow it. Although the other twelve envoys and censors were surprised, they didn't ask any questions.

A man on the left stood up and retorted: "Your Highness, I'm afraid this is inappropriate! The Piaomiao Pavilion has just been attacked by the demon clan, but you want to leave! The cause of the matter has not been found out yet, and there is fear of the demon clan's restoration. At this time when the Dadu Division is in danger, You can't be without a master." Yun Xian looked at his clothes, Nine Heavens Lightning Pattern, Hong Ying, the master of Gu Lei Palace.

"Do you have any objections to Gu Lei Temple?" Yun Xian knocked on the table and turned away casually, while also coming with supreme pressure. Master Hongying Palace gritted his teeth: "I don't dare."

The three elders of the Realm of Chaos frowned at the interaction between the two, and sighed in their hearts: Sure enough, the new God Lord is still a little impatient! The first elder stood up and said: "I don't agree. I think what Master Hongying Hall said is reasonable!" The two people behind nodded frequently. As soon as these words came out, the positions were immediately clear: the three elders of the Moro Realm sneered without saying a word, not knowing who they were laughing at, and their positions were unclear; although the halls headed by the Hall of All Living Beings were a little confused, Xian's decision is still on this side; several palaces headed by Gu Hongdian stand on the opposite position, with the ultimate goal of preventing the demons from reviving.

Yunxian seemed to think about it distressedly for a while and replied: "This does make sense, but I have already calculated that a year in the Douluo plane is only equal to one day in this world, and the Douluo plane is in a prominent position among all the planes. , it’s not that you don’t know.” Yes, it is really strange that Douluo can remain calm during this turbulent undercurrent.

The great elder of the Moro Realm spoke: "I think your highness's decision is feasible." Yun Xian glanced at him with an unclear meaning and said nothing. Naturally, the twelve envoys and censors had no objections, and the others also acquiesced. Yunxian smiled and clapped his hands: "Then it's decided, we will set off in three days."

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