freenovelworld Chapter 370: Human Race as the Main
Chapter 370: Human Race as the Main
Zhang Song became the Great Emperor, and in the void there were thousands of Yellow Turban warriors working in the East to build the imperial palace.
Zhang Song found Huang Feihu.
The imperial palace built by this man is exactly the same as the imperial palace of Chaoge City. No one would believe him if he said that he had no ambition to compete for that position back then.
"Greetings to Senior Randeng."
"As long as you and I are commensurate."
Zhang Song sat down and explained his purpose.
He planned to transfer his father away to help him manage the fairy palace here.
For example, the two star gods, Zhang Guifang and Qiu Biao, were very happy to let them go. As long as they did not appear in the mortal world today, it didn't matter where they stayed.
Huang Feihu showed an honest smile on his face and agreed immediately.
"Ask your men to bring the written transfer order."
"Emperor, it's bad. The blood demon is attacking again." A lieutenant general rushed in and knelt on the ground.
Huang Feihu looked unhappy: "Little blood demon, how dare you bully me? Do you really think there is no underground palace in Mount Tai?"
Zhang Song held the teacup, thinking in a playful way.
Huang Feihu looked at Zhang Song apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Emperor Ran Deng, the blood demons under my command are rioting and we can't delay. Please sit here for a while and I will go and deal with it."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhang Song sat on the chair, practicing with peace of mind, and didn't care about the Blood Demon or Huang Feihu.
The law of life and death has been perfected.
Now, if there are no special changes, he has already obtained the qualification of eternal life, and the transformation of life and death is only a matter of thought.
He opens the hanging skill sequence:
"Hanging Sequence 1: Four Seasons Sutra, Great Completion, 847 Years Left to Complete."
"Suspension Sequence 6: Lightning Law, it will take another years to complete."
"Suspension sequence three: It will take another 2,300 years for the law of immortality to be perfected."
He chose these three rules for hanging.
His first choice now is to complete the Thunder and Lightning Law Team.
Prepare to sacrifice some ferocious beasts and magical weapons to the thunder and lightning world in exchange for rewards.
While he was sorting out the relationships between several laws, he was waiting for Huang Feihu. Time passed quickly and three days went by. The Emperor Taishan seemed to have disappeared and never came back.
The servants of the Taishan Imperial Palace did deliver the three meals on time. However, they did not dare to raise their heads or speak, and hurried in and hurried out.
Zhang Song was thoughtful. It seemed that the so-called Emperor Taishan Huang Feihu had a lot of little tricks up his sleeve.
In that case, why don't you just reject me directly?
We give each other face. Since you look down on me, I will just leave.
It doesn't matter whether Zhang's father takes the position of General Dingshan or not, he has to stay in his own imperial palace and help him deal with things here.
Was the little Huang Feihu really so blind, or was there someone who gave him the courage?
I also got the hang of it and showed myself off for three whole days. It was interesting, fun and courageous.
I just don’t know how his health is and whether he can bear my care.
Zhang Song just left.
Huang Guihu has already received the news.
A counselor frowned slightly and reminded nervously: "Emperor Tai, that person not only sits on the throne of Dongji, but is also a Jiejiao Tianzun, with a deep background. If we are so negligent, will we be retaliated?
Huang Feihu laughed loudly, and glanced at the counselor indifferently, as if to say, "You don't understand."
Although the hairy and horned people of Jiejiao occupy most of the positions in the Heavenly Court, the ones in power are our Xianjiao sect. If I don't suppress this Jiejiao high cultivator who came to my door, how will others see me? How will my fellow disciples see me?
I have to express my stance, and I can use the Lord of Lights as a stepping stone to let everyone see my skills, Huang Feihu, and my power, Emperor Taishan.
He is the emperor, and I am also the emperor. What? Does he have the ability to control me?
Don't worry, everything is under my control.
Mou Shi suddenly realized that whether in the human world or in heaven, the two sects of Jie and Chan were still at loggerheads and disliked each other.
As a disciple of Zen Buddhism, Huang Feihu now holds a high position. If he does not set an example, some people may protect him.
Should we issue a conscription order to Zhang Shitou? He has not yet reported for duty, the counselor reminded.
"It doesn't matter if a small Dingshan general comes or not, as long as we express our attitude."
"Let's go. Now that he has left, we should go back."
"This person is quite patient. He actually waited for three days."
Huang Feihu looked confident and proud, because he knew that this man had killed several Heavenly Lords and even Quasi-Saints of the Chan Sect.
This time, I will definitely satisfy Teacher Taiyi and the others, and the gains will definitely far outweigh this minor difficulty.
Saints should not be insulted. Zhang Song is now a Taoist master after all, and he also has to maintain his dignity.
Now that he has been tricked by his own clan member Huang Feihu, how could he possibly swallow his anger?
But now there are things to do, so I will directly summon the Wenmiao Temple and place it under Mount Tai, at the gates of hell. I will release the Dipankara Sutra day and night. If there are high-quality evil spirits with good karma, they will convert directly and become my believers.
When it comes to understanding the netherworld, Zhang Song knows more than Huang Feihu with just his little finger, not to mention that he himself created the Six Paths of Reincarnation and established the underworld.
Wenmiao Temple is located at the gate of hell, just like a toll booth in the middle of a highway. You can rush through it, you can escape, but if you want to pass safely, you must say hello to me and pay me a toll.
Zhang Song looked at the Wenmiao Temple standing tall, and its aura began to spread around. The sound of scriptures rang in the ears of many living beings.
I feel a little more relieved. Let's take it slow and see how it goes.
Zhang Song took his father and two fathers-in-law to the imperial palace, where construction was underway. The three of them had no experience with this, but fortunately, it was all made in a unified way with unified drawings.
The immortal craftsmen are well-known top craftsmen among the mortal world and do not have to worry too much.
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Returning to the Kuwu world, he discovered that his poor master, Qiongxiao Tianzun, had already occupied the Renhuang Palace. He had been exploring the origins of the world in the past few days. He was not optimistic about this world, as it was tattered and the way of heaven was almost gone. But Wen Zhangsong, a good disciple, wanted to stay.
The Way of Heaven is weak, spiritual energy is not flowing well, the laws are slowly disappearing, causing the world to slowly wither.
At that time, Master Ku Wu Dao could be said to have completely refined this origin and used it to strengthen his body. It was like chewing a piece of sugar cane. Not even a drop of water could be squeezed out.
Why do you want to stay in this world and become a Taoist master? Why don't I find you a new world and help you conquer it. It's not better than this place.
Zhang Song was also thinking deeply during this period. It wasn't that he regretted advancing to the rank of Dao Master here, but he felt that since he wanted to create and change this world, he might as well do it more thoroughly.
Such as the world of thunder and lightning, the world of fire, the world of deep water and so on, the laws of these worlds are simple, but you cannot deny that these worlds are extremely powerful, and many Heavenly Masters are willing to put their own imprints in them, and feel the changes in the laws at all times.
Since there is no Heavenly Dao, and since this place will wither sooner or later, it has fallen to the point where even the withered stone bodhisattva and the Lord of the Human Emperor want to escape.
Why not create a world dominated by humans?