The whole Journey to the West panicked, my disciples are all sanctified

Zhunti pretended to be magnanimous and said, meaning to let you go first, so that Bodhi can live a few more days.

"Everyone, take your seats!"

Haotian nodded slightly, without saying much, and signaled the saints to sit down and start.

Afterwards, all the saints sat in rows, each taking their own seats.

This startled all the powers in Pantaoyuan, and then got up to meet the saint.

"Master!"

Marshal Tianpeng came to Lao Tzu reluctantly, and saluted with a playful smile.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Lao Tzu nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face, he could see the foundation of the canopy at a glance, and now he is a great power in the mid-stage of quasi-sage.

He never dreamed that this lazy disciple would reach such a level one day.

This cultivation level is almost catching up with his master Master Xuandu.

It is no exaggeration to say that Renjiao has a successor.

Following the meeting of the great gods from all walks of life, more and more creatures poured in from the Nantian Gate to congratulate.

There are so many of them that outside the Nantian Gate, there are densely packed places all over the sky. Among them, there are many immortal gods who are not enough to meet the standards.

Even so, there are still a steady stream of immortals flying over to gather at Nantianmen.

Such scenes and grand occasions were unprecedented.

Haotian looked at such a magnificent scene, with a satisfied color on his face.

The saints come to congratulate, and the immortals pay homage.

The sages of heaven and earth, so Nuwa did not come.

This is the only fly in the ointment, Haotian felt a little dissatisfied, he wrote this down for the time being, and made plans in the future.

"Hehe, the immortals are here to congratulate Junior Brother Haotian on his attainment of the Supreme Dao."

"This situation is rare in the world." Yuan Shi said suddenly, with a faint smile on his face.

The voice fell, and the guide on the other side also spoke.

"Junior Brother Haotian is the lord of the heavenly court, ruling the three realms of Zhoutian, and now he has proved the supreme way, so naturally the three realms should congratulate him."

"That's right, that's right!" Zhun Ti's eyes flickered, and he immediately picked up the words.

"However, I think there are quite a lot of immortals, but the ones that should have come haven't come yet."

"Today's Three Realms, the Human Race, the Monster Race, and the Dragon Race are gaining momentum, and they are the most powerful clans in the world, but I have watched all the grand events, but I don't seem to see them."

"Is this because the journey is far away and you haven't arrived yet?"

Zhunti said with a smile on his face, pretending to be the original appearance, but the acting skills are too strong, which is a little exaggerated.

He is obviously provoking trouble and causing conflicts.

Hearing this, the saints laughed inwardly, drinking the immortal wine in silence, savoring life.

Haotian frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy. He naturally understood that Zhunti was provoking trouble, but the fact was before his eyes that the leaders of the human, monster, and dragon clans were indeed not present.

This is obviously not giving face.

At this moment, Jieyin put down the cup in his hand, looked at Zhunti with reproach, and said: "Junior Brother, this statement is wrong, with the power of Junior Brother Haotian, you dare not obey the orders of the Three Realms, how dare the three clans refuse to obey?" Come?"

"I think they are still on the way, and they will arrive soon."

"Really? That's why the poor monk is a little impatient, Junior Brother Haotian, don't blame it, don't blame it."

"I fined myself three cups."

Zhunti raised his glass and said with a face of shame, but a sneer flashed in his eyes calmly.

By singing together, they have sealed off the back road and put the problem on the table.

For the sake of this, if the three clans do not come to congratulate Haotian, the consequences can be imagined.

This is undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face, which can make the National People's Congress dizzy.

Haotian gave the Second Saint of the West a cold look, knowing what the two of them were up to.

It's nothing more than wanting to see him make a fool of himself and intensify the conflict.

But at this point, needless to say, Haotian is also ready to make a strong move against those who refuse to obey the discipline of the Heavenly Court.

That's why he held this event.

Chapter 637

Haotian sat high on the master's seat, with deep eyes, paying attention to the movement outside the Nantian Gate, wanting to see if Ying Zheng and others would come.

At this time, the Pantao Garden has already gathered a lot of great powers, in groups of three or four, and they can't see the end.

This place is even bigger than the former Yaochi Holy Land, and various palaces are placed in the open air, forming a huge building complex.

At this time, the great powers from all walks of life chatted with each other while eating peaches.

"Did you find out? It's already this time, and there are a few key people who haven't come yet."

"I understand everything, you mean the Emperor Yingzheng, Lu Ya and the like?"

"Of course, they are all the top powers in the Three Realms, and they are also the emperors of the human race and monster race. They should come to congratulate them, but speaking of the past festivals, I think Ying Zheng and the others are afraid to come."

"Nowadays there are big figures from all over the world gathered here. If Ying Zheng and others come to congratulate, they will be suppressed and humiliated. They know this, so they won't come."

"Originally, when the Emperor of Heaven hadn't proved the Hunyuan Saint, the two sides were fighting against each other, and there was an inexplicable balance. Now this balance has been broken..."

"It is bound to usher in a new ending."

A group of great experts commented and discussed logically. This is the best time to eat melons. After finally getting together, they couldn't help but gossip with each other.

"In my opinion, Ying Zheng and the others are not coming back, and they are making fun of themselves. If after coming, the Emperor of Heaven hits the hammer and kneels on the ground, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

"Do you think you can escape if you don't come? The Emperor of Heaven is merciful and gave them one last chance. If they come to repent and atone for their sins, they may survive.

"I can't agree to more. I think this is the intention of the Heavenly Emperor. Otherwise, I wouldn't be mobilizing people to hold this grand event."

The event was full of hustle and bustle, talking and laughing, the music was leisurely, and the breeze was intoxicating.

...

at the same time.

Beiju Luzhou.

Lu Ya woke up slowly from the retreat, his eyes were like lightning, shattering the void.

A little later, the ancient demon Dieng Deng came in, made a bow, and said, "My lord, what can you tell me?"

He was very respectful, and his aura was unusually calm, with a vague sense of grandeur. It can be seen that in recent years, Ran Deng's cultivation has improved a lot.

"Has anything major happened recently?" Lu Ya asked calmly.

Ran Deng paused for a moment, and then told all the major events that happened recently.

It is nothing more than two major events, one is Haotian's testimony, and the other is a grand meeting in the heavenly court.

After listening to it, Lu Ya's eyes revealed thoughts, "Did you use the Chaos Clock when Haotian proved the Tao?"

"Not bad!" Ran Deng nodded, he knew what the Chaos Clock meant to Jinwu.

"The Chaos Clock was born..." Lu Ya whispered to himself, and couldn't help asking.

"Where did Haotian's Chaos Clock come from?"

This question is critical.

He couldn't be sure, because the Buddha is also in the Taoist book, and there is also the existence of the Chaos Clock, and now this book is spread all over the world, even if Haotian reads it and understands the Chaos Clock, it can be justified.

Lu Ya thought so, and suddenly frowned again.

What if not?

Is there a possibility that Haotian's Chaos Clock belongs to Uncle Taiyi?

It's not impossible, since Taiyi's death.The whereabouts of the Chaos Clock has been unknown, and it may have been accidentally obtained by Haotian, which is also plausible.

Lu Ya's face was pensive, his eyes flickered. At this moment, he had a whim and an inexplicable feeling.

Especially when thinking of the Chaos Clock, this feeling became stronger, as if in the dark, there was a feeling, a mysterious power calling him.

Thinking of this, Lu Ya stood up, this sudden action stunned Ran Deng.

"Demon Emperor, what do you want?"

"Prepare a generous gift, the emperor is going to attend the grand event, Hei Haotian congratulates."

Lu Ya said with a sneer, his eyes radiating coldness.

Hearing this, Ran Deng was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Haotian has already proved the Tao. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to congratulate like this? And there are saints present in the heavenly court."

He could see it very clearly, and knew in his heart that Lu Ya was going to find fault, but with Haotian's current cultivation base, it was nothing to do in the past.

Ran Deng is not worried about Lu Ya's safety, but mainly because his life and death are under the control of others. He is afraid that he will be buried with Lu Ya if he is gone. This is the most important thing.

"It doesn't matter, I used to congratulate, not to fight, Haotian won't do anything to me."

Lu Ya waved his hands and smiled, confident, without any hypocrisy at all.

Seeing that he was really persistent, Ran Deng knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he simply stopped talking.

In his opinion, there is no reason for Lu Ya to die in vain. Maybe there is some way to ensure his safety.

Afterwards, Lu Ya left the Demon Palace with a generous gift and headed for the 33-day Heavenly Court.

...

At this time, the heavenly court is already very lively, and the third floor is on the third floor.

Here gathered the three worlds and eight wildernesses, the most immortals, including all kinds of great powers, but the most important group was still missing.

It was getting late, Haotian, who was sitting in the master's seat, looked neither sad nor happy, everything seemed normal, but deep down, he was already dissatisfied.

As he expected, Ying Zheng, Lu Ya and others did not come to congratulate.

"This is a determined fight with me to the end..."

"In this case, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Haotian's eyes flickered coldly, murderous intent came, he wanted to take Yingzheng, Luya, and Ao Lie, etc., those who disrespected him, and kneel here to repent in front of hundreds of millions of souls, forever I can't afford to kneel.

Feeling Haotian's dissatisfaction, the Western Second Saints on the side sneered in their hearts, what are they doing here?

Just to see Haotian make a fool of himself, he shot Ying Zheng and others to death in anger, and provoked a big conflict.

Now that the goal is about to be achieved, they can clearly feel that Haotian's anger is almost uncontrollable.

After waiting for a long time, no one who was supposed to come came, and he didn't even send a small soldier to make a show and prevaricate.

This is completely ignored, ignored, like a big-eared melon seed, slapping Haotian's face, and they would be angry if they were replaced.

Just when the Second Saint of the West was gloating, there was a sudden commotion outside the Nantian Gate.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious aura descended, the sun shone brightly, and a round of great sun slowly approached. The terrifying aura permeated the air, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"This is... the Golden Crow Continent!"

Someone exclaimed, looking at the big sun above their heads, this is the iconic Dharma image of the Golden Crow, hanging in the sky.

Like a great sun, Lu Ya directly crossed the Nantian Gate and landed in the center of the event. He dissipated his appearance and revealed his real body, dressed in a golden robe, unruly.

Chapter 638 A Small Request

Lu Ya was dressed in a golden robe, as if cast from fairy gold, flowing with divine brilliance, and his whole figure fell into the field like a big sun, which made people dare not look directly at it.

With an unruly face and lightning-like eyes, he proudly swept across the event, and finally landed on the top saints.

"Haotian, I didn't expect you to have the day of proving Hunyuan, congratulations!"

There was a smile on Lu Ya's face, and then he swaggered up to the top. This is where the saints sit, and there are only a few seats left.

He stepped forward, and was about to occupy a position as if no one else was there. Such a bold move immediately aroused the sage's dissatisfaction.