Honghuang: I really don’t want to be the Emperor of Heaven

In the underworld of the earth, Shennong and Xuanming have been here for 10,000 years and are about to achieve success.

It was on this day that an uninvited guest came to where the two were.

He was dressed in black, his eyes were like stars, and he exuded a strong aura that made people afraid.

"I am Shennong, a poor Taoist. Nice to meet you, Taoist friend. I wonder what brings you here?"

Shennong looked nervous. The visitor was powerful and had great cultivation, but it was unclear whether he was good or evil, which was definitely not a good thing.

Just as Shennong was asking the question, the visitor and Xuanming looked at each other and remembered each other deeply in their minds.

Because the person who came was Xuantian.

Xuan Tian bowed to Shen Nong and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist Shen Nong. I heard that a great sage of the human race came to my netherworld for ten thousand years, so I came here today to pay my respects to him."

Shennong said "I dare not" even once. After all, judging from the other party's aura, he was a quasi-saint.

The two of them exchanged a few pleasantries, but since they were not very close, there was naturally no in-depth communication.

In fact, Shennong also discovered something was wrong at this time. Although Xuantian had been talking to him, his eyes were always vaguely on Xuanming.

"What's going on with you guys? Do you have a feud?"

"I think should not be!"

"What do you mean by should not exist? If there is, then there is. If there is not, then there is not. If there is, then we will find an opportunity to escape."

"That's not necessary!"

The two ended the conversation secretly.

At this time, Xuantian and Shennong also stopped talking. After all, they were not familiar with each other and had no topics to talk about.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Shennong didn't know what the situation was with these two people, but he just felt that he was redundant and embarrassed.

"You won't even call me brother when you see me? Third brother!" Xuanming spoke first.

Xuantian's lips moved slightly, and he said disdainfully: "Brother? Since you know that you are my brother, why did you come to the Netherworld for ten thousand years and not come to see me, or are you too embarrassed to come to see me?"

Xuan Ming exclaimed, and said jokingly: "You are not as taciturn as Qiong Er said, but you are quite eloquent."

"Don't worry, let alone you have just broken through to Quasi-Sage, even if you have broken through to Primordial Primordial, I will still have the nerve to come and see you. I even wish our whole family were Primordial Primordial. Then who in the prehistoric world would dare to bully me?"

Xuantian choked. He didn't expect his elder brother to be like this. But the words "our whole family" made all his doubts disappear.

He originally thought that it was because he was the first to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm that Xuanming was embarrassed to come to see him. But now it seems that is indeed not the case. It is impossible with his reckless attitude.

"The reason why I didn't come to see you was, firstly, because I had a great mission to accomplish, and secondly, because I had some realizations that I didn't have time for. I was originally going to see you when I was leaving, but I didn't expect that you would come to see me."

Xuantian said: "It doesn't matter, it's all the same."

Then he bowed solemnly and said, "My younger brother Xuantian greets my elder brother."

Xuanming also bowed solemnly: "Xuanming greets the third brother."

"Great, great, great!"

Shennong clapped his hands and praised: "I don't know who in the world can have a son like you. I am really envious of you. I am really envious of you. If you have a son, you should be as bright as the sky."

Xuanming said calmly: "There is nothing to envy. Our father is an old rogue. His name is Donghua and his Taoist name is Taiwei."

Shennong asked in confusion: "Donghua? Taiwei, what a familiar name, Donghua, Taiwei..."

"Emperor of Heaven?"

Xuanming nodded and said, "Heavenly Emperor is his position."

In the present prehistoric world, Donghua’s name is not particularly well-known, even less so than Taiwei. After all, this is the Taiwei era.

Because ordinary mortals call Donghua God, and cultivators respectfully call him Heavenly Emperor or Great Celestial Lord, the name Donghua is rarely mentioned anymore.

Of course, nowadays in the prehistoric world, there are fewer and fewer people who can or dare to mention Donghua's name. Although Donghua doesn't mind, no one dares and no one is qualified to do so.

Shennong looked at Xuanming and asked, "Who is your mother?"

Xuanming: "My father is Donghua, my mother is Taizhen Queen Mother of the West, and my master is Shangqing Tongtian Sect Master."

Shennong turned around and looked at Xuantian and asked, "What about you?"

Xuantian said: "My father is Donghua, my mother is Houtu, I don't have a master, but there are many people who taught me how to practice, such as the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, the Xingtian Great Witch, the Zhenyuanzi Great Immortal, etc."

Hearing these people, Shennong suddenly became emo. Any one of these identities could be able to walk all over the prehistoric world, but these two people almost have all of them.

"Brother, Fellow Daoist Shennong, since you two have achieved success, why don't you come to my palace to have a chat?"

"go!"

"Let's go together!"

The three of them turned into streams of light and disappeared into the dark sky!

……

"There was no fight. It's boring. It's boring."

In the heaven, Donghua looked like he was enjoying the fun, and the Queen Mother of the West beside him naturally did not give him a good look.

"You really want them to fight, so do you want Xuanming to fight Xuantian, or Xuantian to fight Xuanming?"

Donghua coughed quickly. He was careless and actually forgot the existence of this tigress. This was another question of death. How could he answer it?

So I can only change the topic.

With a casual pointing of his finger, a picture appeared in front of him. Donghua pointed at one of the people and said, "Look at this person."

The Queen Mother of the West's gaze stayed on that person. The picture was of a place in Chendu, the capital of the human race, and there was a young child running in the picture.

"Innate Fire Virtue? How is this possible?"

With the advancement of Honghuang, people born in Honghuang now have all kinds of strange physiques, and those who have these physiques are all good candidates for cultivation.

The innate fire virtue is not a physical constitution, but a destiny, a destiny that only the innate divine can possess. That is, it is born from Tao, so it is unique.

The innate fire virtue is Hongyun's fate. Hongyun has merely been reincarnated, but he has not died, so this fate must still exist.

But now a new innate fire destiny has emerged, which is what made the Queen Mother of the West so shocked.

"This child is the son of Hongyun's reincarnation Shennong, and his name is Yanju."

"Although I don't know why there are two people with the innate fire virtue at the same time, no matter what, this solves one of my problems. He is the natural sun star lord."

The role of the Sun Star God does not necessarily have to be played by Jinwu. As long as the fate is suitable, others can also do it. However, those with the innate fate of fire are the most suitable people.

Now that the Zhoutian Star Array has been deduced, all that remains is to make the array run, and this innate fire virtue is just right to serve as the Sun Star Lord.

"Hongyun's son? He has great talent!"

The Queen Mother of the West was just puzzled for a moment and did not give any extra praise. When one has reached her level of cultivation, all the qualifications and lack of qualifications are illusions.

Knowing that Queen Mother Xi was not interested, Donghua did not mention it further, but said: "Fuxi's merits are about to be fulfilled, but his whereabouts are still a question."

"What did Senior Sister Nuwa say?" asked the Queen Mother of the West.

“Nuwa meant to let Fuxi create the sky, use the power of the world to suppress the destiny of the human race and protect humanity.” Donghua replied.

"Isn't this good? Who disagrees?"

Donghua: "This is the result we agreed upon before, but now Fuxi has his own ideas. He wants to refine a treasure to suppress his destiny, not to suppress it with his own body."

The Queen Mother of the West was silent for a moment. If other saints had objections, they could naturally resolve them easily. But now that Fuxi himself wanted to change it, it was a bit troublesome.

The two methods of suppressing luck may seem the same, but they are actually very different.

The first world law is the most stable, but the people who suppress it have less freedom, just like Hou Tu guarding the cycle of reincarnation and the earth.

Although one can freely enter and exit the earth and the cycle of reincarnation, one cannot leave them for a long period of time, otherwise the cycle of reincarnation will become unstable.

The advantage of this method is that it is more closely connected with humanity, and the improvement of cultivation is related to the world and humanity.

The second method is like Donghua suppressing the Heavenly Court with the Emperor's Seal. He is not restricted and has a high degree of freedom. Moreover, the rise and fall of the Heavenly Court will not affect Donghua.

“If you ask me, since Fuxi has already had this idea, let him try. If he can refine an innate treasure that can suppress destiny, we can have more experts participate in our attack on the Western God Realm in the early stages, instead of ending up with nothing at the end.”

Donghua nodded and said, "That's fine. It's okay to let him try. However, it's not so easy to refine an innate treasure, otherwise there wouldn't be only a few of them."

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