Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 755 Shi Yu is Emperor
The night was as black as ink, and above the isolated mountain, there was a dilapidated temple, inside which sat a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe, with a straight nose and a high forehead, a beautiful beard under his jaw, tight lips, eyebrows like swords Yang, flying obliquely into the temples, one can tell at a glance that he is a man of upright temperament.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes tightly at this moment, as if he had fallen asleep.

Silently, clusters of black mist spread around the temple, gradually approaching the middle-aged man, and soon approached him.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be aware of it. Suddenly, a sharp claw stretched out from the black mist, and slowly grabbed him.

However, at this moment, the eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly opened, and a sharp light shot out, and he said coldly: "How dare you covet the fetish when you are young?"

"Boom!!"

In the palace, there was a sudden burst of light, which illuminated the entire lonely mountain like daytime, and then disappeared in a flash.

Then I saw black mist billowing above the ground of the temple, and the figure of a delicate woman could be vaguely seen inside.

The middle-aged man looked at it and said with a sneer, "Does the Yaozu also want the position of Emperor of Heaven?"

After a while, a soft voice came, "Eight hundred patrolling generals, leading millions of heavenly soldiers, are ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to capture you from the lower realms. You have to be careful."

As the voice weakened, the billowing black mist gradually dissipated.

The middle-aged man sneered, eight hundred patrolling generals?As long as it is not Zhou Tian Xingdou, he is not afraid at all.

……

Heaven, Yu Jingtian, Zhou Fan opened his eyes, and a figure emerged from beside him, with Qingyun hanging down from the top of his head, and there were a lot of black and white lotuses floating in the Qingyun, black and yellow horses and countless chaotic wreaths. , Morality...

Faintly visible above the Qingyun, a scroll of Tai Chi Treasure Map is opened, the golden bridge spans across the sky, suppressing earth fire, geomantic omen, immeasurable greatness, and all kinds of visions appear, one qi evolves the universe, and the entire ten thousand worlds are engraved in it.

……

Hundreds of long years, fleeting.

heaven.

The purple air is thick and the sky is clear.

Lingxiao Hall, its door is made of golden nails and red lacquer, made of Xuanguang silver jade, carved beams and painted buildings, eight sceneries hanging down, covered with azure glazed tiles, reflecting the sky, intertwined on the ground, a golden piece.

Daoist Yang Han sat firmly on the cloud couch, his eyes were like fire, thoughtful.

"The position of the Emperor of Heaven."

Daoist Yang Han muttered, his eyes were piercing, and there was a golden light jumping.

Now is the last day of Minghua Tianji, after today, there will be a new Heavenly Emperor in charge of the Heavenly Court.

Although many people were muttering that the name of Emperor of Heaven was not worthy of the name, Daoist Yang Han really scoffed at such words.

If he could really choose, he wished that it would be his turn to be the Emperor of Heaven.

Heavenly Emperor, even though there are some restrictions, he is the lord of heaven and earth in name after all, how much blessing will be given by the great fortune of heaven and earth, and how much help will it be for his own practice.

After the abdication of the previous generations of heavenly emperors, his path of cultivation was unimpeded, which made him envious.

Especially the first generation of Heavenly Emperors, who were only one step away from becoming immortals.

If it weren't for the fact that this heaven is still dreadful, he might have already become a fairy.

"God."

Daoist Yang Han is a very ambitious person. He was one of the first few people who chose to serve in the Heavenly Court when the Heavenly Court was first established. From this, he also gained a lot of benefits. position is steadily rising.

It's just that after going through the Four Emperors, he is of course not satisfied with his current position.

He felt that if he didn't have no background behind him, it would be his turn to be the Emperor of Heaven.

This generation of Minghua Heavenly Emperor is not because of the legalist fairy behind him.

Yang Han Daojun's light was heavy, and he thought about it in his heart. At this time, he only heard the melodious bell ringing.

"It's about to start."

With a thought, I sat down on the cloud couch and headed for the Lingxiao Hall all the way to the Lingxiao Hall.

When they arrived in front of the main entrance of the Lingxiao Hall, a mighty group of people came from the left, surrounded by a jade chariot in the center, and the four-legged beast pulling the cart in front had nine heads, majestic and majestic.

There were a total of nine strange beasts, stepping on the auspicious clouds and entwining the rays of light. This kind of momentum immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Seeing this momentum, Daoist Yang Han's eyes moved slightly, "Why is it him?"

As Emperor Minghua is about to abdicate, the next candidate for the Emperor has attracted the attention of many people in the world.

The one with the loudest voice was the one in front of him.

Pure Yang Zhesheng Xianren disciple.

"Is it a fairy..."

Daoist Yanghan smiled, looked away, stopped looking, and went straight to the Lingxiao Hall sitting on the cloud couch through the main entrance.

Qiantian Hall, although it is called the Hall, is actually a boundary sky.

The ground is paved with colored glaze, dense with purple and blue, and layers of multi-layered rays of light whizzed up and down, permeating the left and right.

All kinds of precious lights hang down, or condense into floating platforms, or treasure pavilions, or Yaotai, or lotus boats, or cloud platforms... etc., etc., are all exquisite and gorgeous, so magnificent that they are beyond words.

Daoist Yang Han found a high platform with ease, and stretched his sleeves upwards.

He has experienced this kind of thing three times, which is considered old experience.

Next, figures from all walks of life descended continuously, one after another, in an endless stream.

Gradually, people are complete, and even today's rightful Lord Minghua Tiandi has arrived.

In the end, there were only five seats left on the top floor of the hall, empty.

That was set up for the five immortals of the human race.

"There are only five immortals left."

Daoist Yang Han saw it in his eyes and waited quietly. He has experienced this kind of thing three times, and he is more familiar with each time.

Soon, the world suddenly became quiet, as if all the colors, all the sounds, and all the things were stripped out, intertwined, and condensed into a vast picture.

The picture scroll slowly spread out, showing purple and blue, characters emerging, and star anise hanging down, enlightening the world.

The scroll slowly fell down and turned into a figure.

"Boom!!!"

The figure landed on the seat, emitting an indescribably mysterious true sound, which reverberated in everyone's ears and lifted people's spirits.

"Sure enough, it was the Confucianist who arrived first."

Daoist Yanghan lowered his eyelids. Among the five human immortals in the heaven, this is the third one who has become an immortal.

After the Confucian celestial beings arrived, there was not much time left, only the sound of deer crowing in the air, but an armored veteran was straddling a sika deer, with colorful auspicious clouds under his hooves, and the fragrance was very fragrant, lingering on the ground.

"Ding dong~"

The sika deer wears a string of purple bells around its neck, which keep ringing as it moves.

Looking carefully, the veteran's face was shining with a jade light, but he was wearing armor, and the picture formed was as weird as it could be.

"This... is still so eclectic."

Seeing this, the corner of Daoist Yang Han's mouth twitched.

The person who came was the immortal from the military family, and he didn't know what kind of stimulation he received when he became an immortal, and his style became so weird.

After the Bingjia Immortal arrived, he greeted the Confucian Immortal who had come first, and then he sat down in his seat with the sound of armor leaves colliding on his body.

"The next one should be the one from the Legalists."

In a short period of time, wisps of light hang down and fall down, turning into a majestic figure, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, striding over, full of majesty.

The person who came was the Fajia fairy, sitting on the seat, looking down, majestic.

When everyone saw this, they were cautious, respectful and fearful.

The Emperor Minghua of this generation has inherited his style of conduct, with decisive killing and tough methods.

After a while, the void showed criss-cross textures, like water ripples, and then a white-clothed Taoist floated up on the seat, with a fluttering posture.

"The last one left."

Everyone knows, hold your breath.

The hall was completely quiet.

I don't know how long it took, the entire sky suddenly shone brightly, and countless purple and golden fairy seals descended from the sky, condensing into auspicious clouds and pearls.

In a trance, a purple-gold halo appeared out of thin air. Sitting on the seat, the halo was filled with confusion, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Boom!!"

The entire hall resounded like a tsunami, and the Lord had arrived.

Under the five immortals was Emperor Minghua. His eyes flickered slightly as he watched this scene. Even though he was about to abdicate, he still couldn't help but feel a little unwilling.

He is really aggrieved by being the emperor of heaven this day, or in other words, the emperor of the past dynasties has not been very satisfactory.

With Zhou Fan, the master of the heavenly world, they can only temporarily own the heavenly court.

As the saying goes, the heaven made of iron, the emperor of flowing water.

In the Great Hall of Lingxiao, auspiciousness is auspicious, and purple and blue linger around.

The five immortals sat firmly on the high platform, and the lower heavenly officials headed by the Heavenly Emperor stood still.

A child stepped forward and rang the jade chime, and the clear jade-like voice spread in all directions.

When everyone heard the sound of the jade chime, they naturally straightened their backs and breathed intently.

Emperor Minghua coughed, and he sat on the throne. Even at this time, he was still calm and calm, and said: "The heavenly court has been established, and there are already four yuan. I have the honor to inherit..."

Emperor Minghua first summed up all kinds of things during his term of office, and then said some scene words, then got up from the throne, bowed to the first five immortals, and then exited the Lingxiao Hall.

This is why the position of Emperor of Heaven is criticized by so many people. If it weren't for the great luck of the day, who would want to sit in this position.

Looking at the back of Emperor Minghua's departure, Daoist Yang Han felt a little emotional, and at the same time, a fire rose in his heart.

Next, the fifth generation of heavenly emperors will be selected by five immortals.

The Immortal of the Fa School said: "Fellow Daoist, according to the agreement, the next Heavenly Emperor will be succeeded by a disciple of Chunyang."

The first emperor of heaven was a disciple of Yuxu, and then he was divided into three schools. According to the order, the current fifth emperor of heaven is owned by Taoism.

"The next Emperor of Heaven, I already have my intentions."

At this moment, Zhou Fan spoke lightly.

"Ok?"

When the immortals of the three families heard the words, their eyes flashed with astonishment.

Immediately, he turned his eyes to Lu Zhesheng, and a long-awaited thought arose in his heart at the same time.

Could it be that Yuxu Chunyang, the inseparable allies, had a falling out?
"Fellow Daoist please."

It's a pity that the situation didn't develop in the direction they expected. Lu Zhesheng smiled lightly, showing no displeasure.

"Let me deal with one thing first."

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, a streak of profound energy rose up and leaped into the air.

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, the entire heaven trembled slightly, and immediately countless people saw a horrifying scene.

A pair of big hands penetrated into a fairy sky full of fairy spirit, and grabbed a figure roughly from it.

"That is……"

"This……"

"The mysterious fairy from the Yaozu."

In Ling Xiao Hall, everyone looked at each other, all of them lost their minds.

Since the establishment of the heavenly court, there have been five immortals in the human race who dominate the heavens, while the monster race has only two. Xue Qinglan, as always, does not care about world affairs, but the other one is very interesting. I am afraid that no one will know about the Tribulation of Immortals, and I am afraid it will continue to be mysterious.

Even so, after becoming a fairy, no one knew his true identity.

But now it seems that the mystery can no longer continue.

"After waiting for so long, this one came." In the hall, Zhou Fan shook his head.

The immortals of the three families looked at each other, and they all cursed in their hearts. Such a blatant threat was barely made explicit.

At the same time, I was shocked in my heart.

Being both immortals, it was obvious that Zhou Fan was different from them.

Zhou Fan said: "When I sit down, Shi Yu has the qualifications of a heavenly emperor, do you think so?"

Immediately, there was only a violent roaring sound, and the mysterious unnamed immortal from the Yaozu collapsed together with his immortal heaven, returning to nothingness.

"what!!!"

In Lingxiao Palace, there was a scream, which attracted everyone's attention.

Daoist Yang Han looked desperately at the Emperor's Seal above his head, felt many eyes, and his face showed death.

From the moment the mysterious immortal from the Yaozu was revealed, he already knew what had happened.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be so fast, the same fairy, how could he be so fragile and just disappear.

"Shangxian spares my life, Shangxian spares my life..."

Daoist Yang Han knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

Everyone in the palace saw it, but no one interceded for him.

In the first place, Zhou Fan ignored this person, stretched out his hand, and the Emperor's Seal appeared in his hand.

As for Daoist Yang Han, he has already faded away.

……

Everything that happened in the heavenly court was soon spread throughout the universe.

There is no objection to the candidate for the fifth generation of Heavenly Emperor.

Shi Yu, the Lord of the Great Desolate Heaven, is the same innate Taoist body as his teacher, and he also bears the "Da Yan Ming Dao Jing". Over the years, he has somewhat of the demeanor of his teacher Zhou Fan back then. Among the same rank, there are few adversary.

Such a character, becoming the Emperor of Heaven, in the eyes of everyone, is even a bit condescending.

But the mysterious immortal from the Yaozu was wiped out so easily under Zhou Fan's hands.

This reminded all the heavens of the universe once again of this old terrifying record.

At the same time, everyone was speculating on Zhou Fan's move this time.

It is really incomprehensible to put one's direct disciple on the position of Emperor of Heaven.

Although Shi Yu is strong, no one thinks that he can change the current situation in Heavenly Court.

"Master."

Heaven, Yujingtian.

Shi Yu, who was crowned emperor, came here, just in time to see Zhou Fan standing with his hands behind his back, and bowed to salute.

In his heart, Zhou Fan's status has never changed due to the change of his identity.

"Forget it, don't be too polite."

Zhou Fan waved his hand, he didn't care much about these etiquettes.

"The matter of conferring the gods is already ready."

(End of this chapter)