Honghuang: God-level entries, starting from refining the demon-slaying sword

"Master invited me."

Lin Feng smiled, with no fear on his face. He walked in front of everyone and sat on a cushion.

All kinds of expressions suddenly appeared on the faces of the saints, the pride of the Three Pure Ones, the smiles on their faces, and the indifference of Nuwa.

and also……

The faces of the Taoists Zhunti and Jieyin were as if their mothers had died.

What do you mean?

Normally, whenever Patriarch Hongjun encountered something, he would gather these people together, and there would definitely be only saints present. Why is Lin Feng involved now? Could it be that in Hongjun's eyes, Lin Feng is already a saint?

Or rather.

Is his future destined to take this step?

"Senior brother..."

The Taoist Zhunti and the Taoist Jie Yin looked at each other, closed their eyes helplessly, and began to rest.

no solution anymore.

When the show is over, go look for him.

"Ugh……"

At this moment, a sigh suddenly came from somewhere and entered everyone's mind. When they came to their senses, they saw a figure sitting on the cushion in the first seat.

The person who came was none other than Patriarch Hongjun.

At this moment, he seemed to have a deeper connection with the way of heaven. The mysterious aura on his body was even incomprehensible to the saints. However, when he saw Lin Feng, his eyes still showed a hint of smile.

"Everyone, do you know why you were summoned to Zixiao Palace?"

Patriarch Hongjun asked.

All the saints shook their heads, but Nuwa was the only one who understood the situation clearly.

She glanced at Lin Feng and was about to speak when she heard Lin Feng interrupt her directly: "It's because of...Haotian."

"If I'm not mistaken, he just came to Zixiao Palace."

Patriarch Hongjun did not respond directly to Lin Feng's words, but instead said: "There are three ways of heaven, earth and man. The way of man has been established, the way of earth is acceptable, but the way of heaven has not yet truly emerged."

"Before, when Haotian became the Emperor of Heaven, I asked all of you here to help me, but you..."

There is no need for Patriarch Hongjun to say the rest of the words, everyone knows it in their own minds.

Who would really take Haotian seriously?

He is just a chess piece in the hands of the saint, and his strength is already there.

The religion that helped him the most was Western religion.

But when did the two saints in the West ever take Haotian seriously? They just wanted Haotian to play as a vanguard and gain more benefits for them. Needless to say, when did the Three Pure Ones and the Taoist sect of saints ever care about Haotian?

What is the Emperor of Heaven?

It was just a joke.

In this ancient world, who would really care about him?

"Master, what happened to Haotian was his own doing. What he lost was mostly caused by his own greed." Lin Feng said softly.

"He tried many times to interfere in the affairs of the human race, even trying to plant pawns in the tunnels and the human world. After his failure, no one would take him seriously anymore."

The Three Pure Ones nodded slightly in support.

If Haotian himself didn't always look for trouble, given Lin Feng's personality, there would be no problem in helping him.

After all, there is no hatred between them.

At the beginning, they were unwilling to communicate with him because this guy treated them as his subjects from the beginning and thought that he could directly control them after becoming the Emperor of Heaven. But in the end, he was backfired like this, which was also funny.

Without talking to Lin Feng, Patriarch Hongjun flipped his hand, and the List of Gods and the Divine Whip appeared in his hand.

"This is the List of Gods."

"For the Heavenly Book!"

"Three hundred and sixty-five names need to be written on it to achieve the status of a true god and serve the Heavenly Court."

"Signing the contract and having your soul bound to the Conferred God List is also considered a different kind of enlightenment, and it will also bring many benefits in the future."

"Go and discuss it yourselves. I'll give you a thousand years."

As he spoke, Patriarch Hongjun suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace.

A thousand years, say fast, say slow.

Moreover, although this list of gods is an alternative way to achieve enlightenment, the actual price is extremely high. For immortals, the most important thing is freedom. Once their names are on the contract, their freedom is completely gone.

Zhunti Taoist and Jieyin Taoist laughed bitterly: "Everyone, my Western Region is poor, and the Western Religion has few talents. No one can sign a contract to be listed."

"...Has Saint Zhunti come to our East less frequently recently?"

Lin Feng asked with a hint of confusion on his face.

Zhunti Taoist's face was as strong as a city wall, and he remained calm: "Amitabha, those who are destined to be saved will be saved by Buddha... Although they are not talented, my Western religion is willing to give them a place to stay."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other saints all looked at the Taoist Zhunti with different expressions.

Good man, you really have no shame at all. You can even say such words. Do they want to go back with you?

You forcibly brought it back and used your divine power to save it! !

"I have very few disciples in the sect, so I can only choose a few boys to act as my deputy."

I sighed and signed a few names on it.

Most of these were registered boys in their human sect, and their cultivation was pretty good, but they had no chance to attain enlightenment. Going to heaven was a kind of freedom for them.

"Although I have quite a few disciples in the Chan Sect, they have all attained enlightenment and become immortals without the need for external help." Yuanshi Tianzun said quietly.

He glanced at Tongtian Sect Master and stopped talking.

The Jiejiao sect claims that ten thousand immortals have come to pay homage.

Even if all the disciples of his lineage were put in, it would probably be of no avail.

After all, there are only so many people in the Xianjiao sect...how many more can I write?

At this moment, Tongtian Sect Master's face had turned ashen, and for a moment, a hint of murderous intent burst out from him, which frightened the Taoist Zhunti so much that he moved the cushion back a little.

This murderous intent is not directed at anyone else.

But it was directed at Haotian.

Damn!

You're messing around out there and want us to pay the price to clean up your mess. Are you looking for death?

"Third brother, this is Zixiao Palace."

Laozi looked up at Tongtian Sect Master and suppressed him with just one sentence.

"Master, there are also many registered disciples in Jiejiao, and their cultivation and talent are all average."

Lin Feng whispered in Tongtian Sect Master's ear.

This is indeed an opportunity for those disciples.

Tongtian Patriarch wrote down the names silently, and wrote fifty or sixty names, but finally stopped.

"There are still more than 300 names missing. Everyone, you can't let me fill the entire Conferred God List by myself."

Tongtian Patriarch looked at the people around him.

"We still have Master Tianfeng. If Senior Brother Tongtian doesn't want to write, you can ask Master Tianfeng to do it." Taoist Jie Yin chuckled.

"He is not a saint and should not interfere in this matter."

How could Yuanshi Tianzun not know how many big and small cats Lin Feng had under his command? He looked at Jie Yin coldly, and a faint aura burst out.

The face of the Taoist Jie Yin moved slightly. He didn't expect that he would be the first to take action.

And in the next moment.

Three more powerful auras came rolling towards him.

This time, even the previously silent Nuwa was included...