Chapter 82: The Saints’ Assembly in the Di La Palace, the Heavens Change the Position of the City’s Luck! (Ch 82)

Qingxuan, Chisongzi, Lu Ya, Mosquito Taoist, Qinglian and Zhu Ling left Di Jun and the other two and fled for an unknown distance before they stopped.

Thinking of the faint pressure from Di Jun just now, they felt as if a huge rock was rising in their hearts.

Facing Di Jun, they truly felt the fear of death.

Fortunately, several people have good psychological endurance.

After stopping to rest, they all adjusted their breathing and recovered their magic power.

“As expected of the leader of the demon clan, the Heavenly Emperor, he is also a powerful Primordial Golden Immortal, and he is totally not on the same level as the Ghost Car!”

Taoist Lu Ya sighed in his heart.

Several people also agreed.

They truly felt fear towards Di Jun.

Just a little bit of pressure was enough to make them feel breathless.

Thinking of this, Chisongzi asked in confusion: “Have you discovered that Di Jun’s pressure is so terrifying? This was not seen when the saints were proving the truth.”

Taoist Mosquito said: “You can’t say that Emperor Jun is more powerful than a saint, right?”

“No!” Qing Xuan said: “The pressure from Emperor Jun is so terrible, which just proves that Emperor Jun is far inferior to the saint.”

“Nine Hundred and Eighty” Qingxuan’s guess was indeed correct.

For a saint, there is no need to use coercion to demonstrate his status.

One thought can destroy the heavens and myriad worlds, and one thought can create the heavens and myriad worlds.

The means of a sage are immeasurable, how can they be compared to Emperor Jun?

After hearing this, several people agreed.

However, Di Jun still had a significant impact on their hearts, and the matter of preaching among the human race should come to an end for the time being.

Qingxuan suggested: “Now that the demons have returned to heaven, the human race is temporarily safe. We can take a break first and then decide whether to stay in the human race or return to Miro Palace.”

“That should be the case!” said Chisongzi.

At that moment, several people found a secluded place and practiced in peace.

…

Qingdu Mountain, Miluo Palace.

Seeing that several disciples were fighting against the demon god and almost killing the ghost chariot, Xuan Chen couldn’t help but nod secretly.

They finally lived up to their training.

Although he relied on the power of the treasures, if his own Taoism was not enough, even with these treasures, he would not be a match for the innate gods like Guiche.

With the help of the human race’s journey, several people not only survived the disaster, but also gained the good fortune of the human race.

Your practice will be smoother in the future.

Perhaps when the time comes for the Conferred God Ceremony, there will be a few more powerful Hunyuan Golden Immortals among his disciples.

Through the Miro Palace, Xuan Chen looked outside Qingdu Mountain.

Outside the mountain at this time, there was a sign of purple air coming from the east, filled with fairy air, bursts of fairy music, and golden lotuses emerging from the ground and fairies scattering flowers.

Xuan Chen knew that several saints had set up their magic towers in Qingdu Mountain.

Xuan Chen summoned the boy and went out with him and arrived outside the Miro Palace.

Several saints entered Qingdu Mountain and came to Motian Cliff. They saw Xuanchen there and landed there one by one.

“Big Brother!” The saints greeted him.

Xuan Chen nodded and bowed in return: “My fellow junior brothers and sisters, you have worked hard. Please come in and have a chat!”

Taoist Zhunti smiled carefreely and said: “For the sake of all living beings, and with the call of my elder brother, why should I bother!”

“That’s right!” Jie Yin also said, “We have never gathered together since we attained enlightenment. This time we are together in the Miluo Palace to celebrate the event. It is to determine the destiny and also to celebrate for our fellow disciples!”

Yuanshi smiled and said, “You two Taoist friends are polite, that’s exactly what you said!”

Compared with Jie Yin and Zhunti, Yuanshi obviously has a gap.

Although they are all disciples of Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones are indeed their own faction and do not regard themselves as fellow disciples with Jie Yin, Zhunti and others.

Seeing this, Xuan Chen thought to himself, “Pangu’s pride makes him underestimate others!”

This is not just a problem for Yuanshi alone; the entire Three Pure Ones are the same, just with different manifestations.

Seeing the tension, Nuwa chuckled and said, “Big Brother, you have the first spiritual root of Hongmeng, Huangzhongli. We are here, so don’t be stingy, Big Brother!”

Xuan Chen smiled and said, “Huang Zhongli has already prepared everything and is just waiting for Junior Sister to arrive!”

Then he led them into the main hall, and the boy came forward to prepare tea and fruits.

Among them is the yellow plum. In addition, there is also five-needle pine and some other spiritual fruits.

When it comes to wealth, no saint can compare to Xuan Chen.

“please!”

Xuan Chen raised his glass and invited everyone to have tea.

A mysterious aura appeared, making people feel relaxed and happy. Even a saint would feel very happy.

“It’s actually the enlightenment tea. Big brother is really wealthy. He has three of the ten innate spiritual roots!” Zhunti exclaimed.

At their level, the enlightenment tea is no longer useful and is only tasted as a ceremonial item.

However, it is also glorious to talk about the tea produced by the innate spiritual roots.

At the same time, the saints also had a better understanding of Xuanchen’s wealth.

I wonder how many good things this mysterious senior brother has.

Of course, these things are nothing but external things to the saints. What the saints care about is actually Xuan Chen’s cultivation.

As the only Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian powerful, Xuan Chen’s cultivation is undoubtedly the most mysterious.

The six saints, Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, are all Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and there is no difference in their Taoism and magical powers.

It’s nothing more than the difference in the subtlety of the magical powers, or the difference in superiority and inferiority. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

For example, the Three Pure Ones are the authentic creators of the universe, so they have a slight advantage in terms of magical powers.

But that’s all.

The six of them can still roughly judge each other’s strength.

But when facing Xuan Chen, they found that they could not see through Xuan Chen at all.

Before I became a sanctifier, this feeling was not obvious.

But after he became a saint, he found that Xuan Chen was so strong that it was a bit scary.

This senior brother was very low-key before he became a saint. After he became a saint, he started to be high-profile. Later, he followed the low-key senior brother. Seeing this, the saints always felt that there was a layer of fog…

Seeing that several people had strange expressions, how could Xuan Chen not know what they were thinking.

Xuan Chen smiled and said, “My fellow disciples, you can take some with you when you go back. You can give them to your disciples. They can help them realize the truth and practice.”

Zhunti was overjoyed when he heard this, “Then I’ll have to trouble you, Senior Brother, to pay for it!”

The saints came to the Miro Palace, of course, not to flatter Xuan Chen.

At this moment, Nuwa got straight to the point.

He said to Xuan Chen: “Big Brother, the war between the wizards and the liches is imminent, and the fortune of the human race has already risen. Whether to make the human race the protagonist of the world in the future still needs our discussion.”

“I don’t think there is anything to discuss about this. The two races of wizards and liches are unfit to be educated, so it is destiny that the human race takes their place!” Zhunti said.

Jie Yin also spoke up: “The two tribes fought for supremacy, with countless casualties. The karma is heavy, and it is difficult to achieve success.”

As for the Three Pure Ones, I have even less objection.

Not long ago, the disciples of Yuanshi and Tongtian also joined the human race, having already made their choice.

The Three Pure Ones also agreed immediately.

Xuan Chen said: “It seems that we have no disagreement. The two races of wizards and liches are unteachable and cannot be the protagonists of heaven and earth.

In this case, the human race is the protagonist of this catastrophe.

After a catastrophe, the earth, water, wind and fire will reappear and the primitive world will be recreated. Who will be the protagonist will be determined at that time. ”

In just a few words, the saints decided the protagonist of heaven and earth.

In the darkness, the destiny of the human race, which was undetectable by anyone except the saints, gradually turned into a pillar.

It is the pillar of destiny of the human race.

Compared with before, this pillar of luck not only expanded its range, but also became more solid from its previous superficial luck.

Even the loss of luck caused by the previous massacre of the human race was made up in an instant.

When a sage speaks, the law follows, and the destiny of heaven changes accordingly.

The fortune of the human race will naturally be much more prosperous.

Many 5.1 tribe cultivators felt that their speed of enlightenment had increased a lot at this moment.

I don’t know why, but it’s good news anyway.

Especially when the demons hunted down the human race, the hatred of the demons was engraved in the human race’s bones. They were always thinking about revenge, which made the cultivation trend of the human race more popular.

Fuxi, who was among the human race, was shocked when he noticed the sudden abnormality of the human race.

After all the calculations failed, Fuxi had no choice but to give up.

However, thinking of the great disaster that the human race had suffered before, Fuxi still felt a little uneasy.

I thought to myself, “Let me go back to Fengqi Mountain first and ask my sister first.”

Thinking of this, Fuxi immediately got up and left.

After returning to Fengqi Mountain, Fuxi learned from the boy that Nuwa had been invited by Xuanchen to go to the Miluo Palace in Qingdu Mountain.

Fuxi’s doubts in his heart became even greater, and he thought to himself: “Could it be that the changes in the human race are related to the saints?”

Naturally, Fuxi could not predict the mind of a sage.

Fuxi just happened to guess a little from the time.
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