The beginning of the anger against the original Tianzun, I really want to die

Chapter 213 Three Demons Lower Realm
Zhunti looked at Su Ye who suddenly appeared beside him in surprise, and then looked at a human youth standing behind him.

The human youth bowed slightly to Zhunti and said, "The Renjiao Xuandu has met the saint Zhunti."

Zhunti narrowed his eyes slightly, Xuandu?

He remembered that the last time he saw Xuandu was when Dijun got married.

He was standing behind Laozi at that time.

Just when did these two people get together?

Su Ye is not a good thing. Although Zhunti has not let go of Su Ye's obsession, he is more obsessed with the latter than Western Daxing.

Zhunti smiled and asked, "Why are the two nephews here? Are they also here to watch the fun?"

Su Ye tightly grasped Zhun Ti's wrist, chuckled lightly and said, "Is the saint really just here to watch the fun?"

A gleam flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and he exerted a little force on his wrist, but soon, he found that Su Ye's strength was so great.

Zhunti's face remained unchanged, and he said softly: "I heard that the heavenly court is on holiday now, so the Emperor of Heaven is not afraid that someone will take advantage of it and take your position as the Lord of the Three Realms?"

Su Ye laughed loudly and said, "I might have been worried before, but it's different now. I have lost interest in the position of the Lord of the Three Realms. Whoever wants to go should go."

Zhunti continued to exert force on his wrist, trying to break free from Su Ye's palm, but what he couldn't imagine was that Su Ye's strength was beyond his imagination.

Su Ye used to be nothing more than a quasi-sage, but now, as a saint, he couldn't break free from the palm of a quasi-sage.

What the hell is this Su Ye?

Zhunti's face became a little ugly. He knew that he was the lowest among the six saints, but he couldn't even compare with Su Ye.

If this spreads, it will be ridiculous, not to mention that Lao Tzu's first apprentice is beside him, and he can see it with his own eyes.

Just when Zhunti was about to cast his magic power, Su Ye suddenly let go of his arm, and at the same time Zhunti's body took a slight step back.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Xuandu's eyes behind Su Ye.

This is a saint!
Is the junior in front of me really just a quasi-sage?
Xuandu bowed his head in silence, the best way at this time is to say nothing and pretend he didn't see it.

Zhunti glanced at Xuandu, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all: "I can't imagine that my little friend's cultivation base can be so fast during the time in the heavenly court, and the poor Taoist is very envious."

"The saint is joking, let's take a look at what the emperor of the human race is going to do."

Su Ye's arrival caught Zhunti a little off guard, and he wanted to induce Di Xin to write some poems that would make Nuwa angry, so as to start measuring the catastrophe.

As a saint, the true spirit rests on the way of heaven. If you want to rejuvenate the West, as long as you study the way of heaven, you will naturally be inspired.

But now that Su Ye was standing aside, it was not easy for Zhunti to continue working for a while.

At the same time, Di Xin's eyes suddenly lit up, and just a moment ago, he felt his brain suddenly become chaotic.

But in the chaos, he seemed to hear someone say a poem to him.

Di Xin frowned. As a human emperor, he naturally knew what the outcome of this poem would be if he wrote it down, but when he thought about the sufferings of the human race in the past, a ball of anger burned in his heart.

With a swipe of his pen, Di Xin wrote the poem directly against the wall.

The Fengluan treasure tent is very beautiful, full of exquisite makeup.

Ququ Yuanshan flying emerald.Dancing sleeves Yingxia clothes.

Pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty; peony cages are full of smoke and make-up.

But he had to be enchanting and able to act to get back Changle to serve the king.

Looking at the poem he wrote, Di Xin suddenly burst into a smile, and then turned to look at the crowd, only to see that everyone looked at him with pale faces.

Di Xin frowned, but soon, he laughed loudly and said, "Why are you so panicked?"

Lu Hu said to him with an extremely ugly face: "Your Majesty, although Nuwa has never helped the human race much, she is a saint after all. Your Majesty's move is really inappropriate."

Di Xin shook his head and said: "You have misunderstood. I did not write this poem, but someone said it in my head. I am the emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty. How could I write such a dirty poem?"

Di Xin continued: "I was born in Dashang, and I know how big the world is. As the saying goes, there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. There are countless talented people and strange people in this world."

Di Xin glanced at the crowd and said: "The widow is the emperor, and there is absolutely no falsehood in what he said. This poem was not written by the widow."

With that said, he turned and left.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what does Your Majesty mean by this?
Could it be that someone controlled him just now?

Who on earth would dare to be so bold?

……

Wa Palace.

Nuwa looked at the wall of Nuwa Palace in the world with a livid face.

She also heard what Di Xin said.

Nuwa knew very well that these words were meant for her.

But people who can't even be counted as her, apart from the other five saints, are only Tiandao and Hongjun.

Sanqing is definitely not so boring. The three of them are practicing in seclusion almost every year. Unless there is a change in the prehistoric times, otherwise they will never leave the dojo.

Tiandao and Hongjun... These two are very likely, after all, no one can guess what these two are thinking.

The only thing left is the approval and introduction from the West.

The introduction can be directly ruled out, and the total number of times she has seen this saint is only a handful.

Then there is only quasi-mention.

This saint has been very active since he was sanctified, and his shadow can be seen in almost everything.

Nuwa frowned. Speaking of Zhunti, another person could not help but appear in her mind.

Su Ye.

It is said that the Heavenly Court is on holiday.

Now it is nowhere to be seen in heaven,
It's hard to guarantee whether he was involved in this matter.

Nuwa took a deep breath. Although this matter had little to do with Di Xin, she still wanted him to pay for it.

After all, the majesty of the saint must not be damaged in any way, not to mention that she is the only woman among the six saints.

Nu Wa took out the demon banner and lightly waved towards the void, and three little demons appeared in front of her in an instant.

A nine-tailed fox spirit, a jade pipa spirit, and a nine-tailed pheasant spirit.

To Nuwa, the three demons are just little demons, but they can be considered as great demons if they fall into the human world.

The three demons knelt in front of Nuwa and said softly: "I have seen Empress Nuwa, the saint is above me, and my life is boundless."

Nuwa nodded lightly and said: "The great business energy is exhausted, you wait to go to the side of Shang Wangdi Xin to bring disaster to the court, don't kill innocent people, or I won't be able to protect you."

The three demons nodded, as the three little demons, it was already a great opportunity for them to have one thing to do in front of Nuwa.

After the Three Demons answered, they went directly to Dashang.

……

In the crowd, Su Ye's ears moved slightly, and he received a voice transmission from Heaven.

There are evildoers who enter the lower realm and enter the human world.

(End of this chapter)