I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 361 Di Jun: Welcome to Heaven!

The vast chaos, the boundless burst of chaotic air surges.

The celestial circle trembled in unison, blooming bright brilliance, and the 360 ​​five ancient stars burst out with terrifying power. Each star was like the sun and the moon, mixed with the order of heaven and earth, and even more majestic and divine.

The Donghuang Taiyi held the Donghuang Bell on his head, and when the bell rang, it shook the nine heavens, manipulating the power of the stars.

The Hetu Luoshu circulated around Emperor Jun's body, and the obscure and mysterious power of heaven changed. Thousands of stars were naturally formed in formations under the mysterious guidance of Hetu Luoshu, and the power of the formation shocked the world.

In the end, Qiqi landed on an ancient golden sword.

The ancient sword is simple, not an innate thing, but there are various mysterious formulas on it, as if returning to the original.

Thousands of stars suddenly fell on the sword body, the ancient sword trembled and buzzed, and the boundless sword energy vibrated.

Huanglong's face was serious, he clapped out his palms, and vast magic power surged out, filling the boundless chaos and strengthening the power of the ancient sword.

This sword was the first sword he forged.

At that time, in order to forge it, they went bankrupt.

In the end it failed.

Afterwards, luck changed, and it was reworked, and its power was impressive.

In the battle of the East China Sea, it was broken again, and Huanglong recast it with the copper of the first mountain.

Absorbing the starry sky now is the time to be reborn from the ashes.

"This sword was forged by fellow Taoist Haotian. All of you who entered Zixiao Palace were drawn by fellow Taoist Haotian, received a lot of kindness, and shared karma. Today is the time to give back. How can we wait for the prehistoric powerhouse without repaying your favor?" ? Everyone, join me in casting this sword."

Halfway through the practice, Di Jun suddenly shouted loudly, his voice was majestic, a natural leader, an eternal emperor, and a group of Da Luo could not help but listen to his orders.

Styx, Prince Dong and others frowned, secretly scolding Di Jun for being shameless.

Use them to please Haotian, the Immortal of Zixiao.

This time the refining is successful, the credit and favor are all his, and have nothing to do with them.

Especially for Duke Dong, who is giving orders directly, does he still have the head of the Taoist male immortal in his eyes?

If it was someone else, they would ignore him and treat Di Jun as a fool.

But in the face of Huanglong, such a Zixiao Palace came out.

Right now, it was time for Zixiao Palace to accept disciples again, and the group of people couldn't help but think about it.

They were not afraid of Huanglong, and believed that such an existence as Hongjun would not be fooled by a few words.

But what if?
What if he dotes on this boy?

This boy must not have the power to decide who is the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, but what if he has the power to decide who is not the disciple of the Taoist ancestor?
At this time, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, be careful and make no big mistakes.

Thinking of this, Styx, Prince Dong and others had no choice but to act.

The heavenly avenue is intertwined with divine light, and with vast mana, it guides the starlight and pours it into the sword body.

When Di Jun saw this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Naturally, he did this not only to help Huang Long, but also with his own thoughts.

No matter what the reason is, at this moment, Zixiao's three thousand guests are all following his orders to forge swords, with him as the leader.

The authority of the Emperor of Heaven is fully displayed at this moment.

Demonstrating the strength of the heavenly court, it also greatly reduced the face of the Eastern Prince.

Logically speaking, after Hongjun canonized the head of the male immortal, the only one who can issue orders is the East Prince.

But now Di Jun is announcing that the head of a male immortal, or not, still obeys the order of the Emperor of Heaven?
Huang Long was well aware of these thoughts, but he was happy to see them come to fruition. The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace helped to forge the sword. Although this sword is acquired, it is also unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future.

In particular, the stars imprinted on the sword are not simply imprints, but also the dao rhyme of the great array of stars in the sky.

If the branding is really complete, then even if the stars who are in charge of the stars disagree, Huanglong can use a lot of the power of the stars.

Although he didn't know why Di Jun was like this, Huang Long was happier.

"Fellow Daoist, is it too risky to imprint the Zhoutian Xingchen formation on this sword completely? You don't have to do it as a favor, after all, Zhoutian Xingchen is the foundation of the heaven." Fuxi guided halfway, but frowned and transmitted the sound to Di Jun.

He understands Dijun and supports him, but he thinks it's too risky.

"Fellow daoist, don't forget that this formation is just our initial creation. It is still a long time before it is perfected, but it is backward. And without Hetu Luoshu or my Heavenly Emperor's authority, the star flag, this sword can't mobilize many stars. Unless I lose even Hetu Luoshu." Di Jun laughed.

When Fuxi heard the words, he thought it was the same, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

Immediately, starlight surged, and the sword light on the unformed Xuanyuan Sword was domineering, revealing a terrifying coercion.

Patriarch Minghe frowned slightly, only felt the twin swords of Abi and Yuantu tremble in the Yuanshen, as if he had met an enemy, and wanted to come out to kill.

Hearing another sword whistle, he saw Daoist Tongtian coming through the chaos. After seeing everyone's movements clearly, he laughed and said, "It turned out to be forging swords. How can I be missing in such things?"

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, vast mana surged and poured into the unformed Xuanyuan Sword.

Seeing this, Taishang and Yuanshi also raised their hands and gave mana support.

After receiving Zhunti and coming back again, without saying a word, he injected mana immediately.

After a hundred years in a row, the branding was just completed.

Although Di Jun was a little tired, his face was a little smug. This sword casting was only possible on such a scale under his call. Although he took advantage of the situation, who can say that this is not a skill?
Looking at Huanglong with a smile on his face, his gentle eyes seem to say, have you seen the strength of my heavenly court?Join us, heaven welcomes you.

After Huang Long sensed it, he looked back at Di Jun, his face became more kind, his eyes were sincere, rest assured, I will join the Heavenly Court, dedicate myself to the Heavenly Court, and make the Heavenly Court my home.

The four eyes met, there was no routine, and it was full of sincerity.

Di Jun looked away, nodded slightly, his eyes were full of joy.

The starlight gradually dissipated, and the unfinished Xuanyuan Sword let out a cheerful sword cry, and the divine sword danced, and there was a surge of starlight around the sky, and then returned to Huanglong's hands.

"Thank you all fellow Taoists for your help." Huang Long was also full of joy, Zhou Tian Xingguang has been completed, and when he goes back, he can use the book from Zhenyuan Great Immortal to use Xuanyuan Sword.

Although such a forged sword is acquired, except for a few treasures such as the Pangu Banner Killing God Spear, there is probably no treasure that can overwhelm it, even Minghe Abi Yuantu would be willing to bow down.

A group of monks returned their salutes one after another, and sat down without too much politeness, meditating to restore their vitality.

Soon after, the time for the third lecture came.

According to the usual practice, Huanglong and Queen Mother of the West welcomed everyone into Zixiao Palace.

Although some of the [-] guests in Zixiao Palace had fallen, there was always something to add.

Soon, the number of three thousand will be completed again.

Huanglong was at the door, looking into the chaos, and soon saw a familiar figure.

With a black lamp on his head and a black ruler in his hand, if he put aside the tattered Taoist robe, he would definitely be able to see a bit of immortal demeanor.

The corner of Huanglong's mouth raised slightly, I said why I hadn't seen it all this time, it was only the third time I co-authored it, and it was the last one.

I really don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky.

It is lucky to be able to hear Daozu's last sermon, and to have some fate with these monks.

But the problem is that Daozu's preaching is gradual, one talks about Daluo, the other talks about quasi-sages, and the third talks about Hunyuan.

If you miss the first lecture, it will be more uncomfortable to listen to the second lecture, but if you are talented, you can still be saved.

But I missed the first and second lectures, and went straight to the third lecture.

It's like a primary school student skipping junior high school, high school and going to college.

So speaking of it, it is not without reason that the lamps are poorly mixed.

However, listening to the third lecture directly can greatly improve his vision.

It is not surprising that practice will be beneficial in the future. After obtaining the Dinghai Pearl and opening up 24 heavens, his strength has greatly increased, and he can even preach with Laojun in Daluotian.

He just listened to the third lecture.

Thinking in his heart, Huanglong didn't move slowly, and welcomed Ran Deng in.

Then obediently go to your seat and sit down.

Of Zixiao's three lectures, the last one is the longest and the most mysterious.

It was also his last chance to use the fortune jade plate.

If you miss this time, it will be impossible to use it again.

So this is the best opportunity he can seize to shorten the gap between him and the older generation like Tai Yi.

(End of this chapter)