Chapter 521: Whoever wants to be the Ghost Emperor can do so.

"But if the outer disciples are too unrestrained, it may not be good."

Wuyunxian said worriedly.

"Please set the sect rules so that the disciples can act with caution."

As the saying goes, everything is afraid of comparison.

Compared with the strict system of the Chixiao Sect, the Jiejiao is just a makeshift team.

Tongtian didn't even know how many disciples there were.

The management of Jiejiao is no management.

Very rough and wild.

Not to mention compared with the Chixiao sect, even compared with Buddhism, the Chan sect, and the Asura sect, they are far inferior.

Tongtian pondered for a moment and felt that what Wuyunxian said made some sense.

"How about this, Master will appoint four outer sect chiefs to be in charge of the outer sect."

"What do you think of punishing the criminals?"

Tongtian looked at everyone.

"Master is wise."

"Master, your opinion is great!"

"The leader is truly a god."

Everyone praised in unison.

Tongtian looked satisfied, and asked again: "Do you have any candidates for the four outer sect leaders?"

Taoist Duobao said: "Brother Fajie has a profound cultivation and a powerful Taoism."

"You deserve a seat at the table."

Wuyunxian also said: "Junior Brother Lu Yue also has extraordinary magical powers!"

Followed by.

Others also started talking.

The Golden Spirit Mother recommended her disciple, Yiqixian Yu Yuan.

Wu Dang and others recommended the Golden Light Mother.

From then on, the four chiefs of Jiejiao's outer sect all returned to their positions.

Tongtian summoned four people.

He bestowed magic weapons on each of them, gave them some instructions, and asked Yuyixian and others to accompany the Seven Immortals to assist them in managing the outer sect.

As for how to manage it and whether it will be effective, it is hard to say.

According to the tradition of Jiejiao, millions of followers call themselves disciples of Jiejiao.

Four people can't manage it even if they die of exhaustion.

"Okay. You guys go ahead."

Tongtian waved his hand.

"The master is going to open up the world in the chaos."

He is very knowledgeable and is going to earn merits.

Although creating the world is a strenuous job, he has plenty of strength.

In order to make the Jietian Sword more powerful, he, a great sage, tried his best.

Ever since.

In the chaos, there appeared another great saint who created the world.

……

Ten thousand years of time pass by slowly.

After years of recuperation, the human race has recovered its vitality.

The number of ordinary mortals far exceeds that before the war.

The entire Zhongshen Continent gradually became the territory of the human race.

The two races of lich and wizard completely declined.

Basically withdraw from the historical stage of chaos.

During these years, Fuxi preached and led the human race to expand territory.

He has long been recognized by all tribes as the common leader of the human race and is respected by billions of people.

And on the Ziwei star in the middle sky.

Haotian and Yaochi felt like crying but had no tears.

Ten thousand years of time.

Not only did they do nothing, but the prehistoric immortals that they tried so hard to win over always suffered various accidents after setting foot on Ziwei Star.

Except for being obsessed with things at any time.

And I always encounter all kinds of extremely unlucky things.

The immortals had suffered enough and fled from Ziwei Star one after another.

Avoid the heavenly court like the snakes and scorpions.

Some immortals speculated that this might be a warning from a powerful person.

It would be better for them, the small fry, not to get involved in a confrontation of this level.

There were also a few stubborn ones who died suddenly on the spot for unknown reasons.

It makes people feel scared.

Today it is today.

Haotian still has no soldiers under his command, and the situation is very miserable.

In Zixiao Palace.

Although Hongjun was furious, he could do nothing. Although he had many magical treasures, he could not figure out what was happening to Hongyun.

It is impossible for Heaven to punish a Heavenly Saint based on his speculation alone.

Moreover, this saint is responsible for billions of merits.

In the ancient times, he was favored by Heaven and was Heaven's most beloved child.

Based on Hong Yun's past achievements, not to mention that he cursed several immortal officials in heaven to death.

Even if the world were to change and Haotian was killed, no one would be able to do anything to him.

Hongjun's eyes flickered.

Knowing that his plan to rely on Haotian to control the Heavenly Palace is likely to fail.

A black and white contract appeared in Hongjun's hand, which contained the mysteries of life and death.

If Emperor Jun were to be resurrected, he would definitely be able to see that this was the life and death contract he had refined.

But now it has fallen into Hongjun's hands.

Looking at the names of nearly a hundred Daluo Jinxian still remaining on it.

Hongjun fell into deep thought.

If all these people joined the Heavenly Court, it would be enough to boost Haotian's prestige.

Let Heaven live up to its name.

But a mere hundred Daluo could not shake Hongyun's foundation.

Even if they entered the heaven, without a strong leader, they would just be a pile of loose sand.

It won't have much effect.

Next, he will stir up conflicts among the saints to prepare for the next catastrophe.

Only if the saints kill each other will he have a chance.

Now it seems that the only ones who can have conflicts with Hongyun and others are the Three Purities.

If the two sides kill each other, both will suffer losses or even perish together.

He can then reap the benefits.

The old Taoist turned his gaze toward Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, the Jiejiao temple.

His vision was so sharp that he could see the problems of Jiejiao at a glance.

If the disciples do not cultivate virtue, sooner or later new disasters will occur.

Unless Tongtian strictly disciplines his disciples, this conflict will break out sooner or later.

And give the heaven to the human race.

The Heavenly Court is ruled by the human race. In order to maintain order in the ancient times, the Heavenly Court must deal with the threat of the Jiejiao.

Conflicts between the two sides accumulated.

It is the opportunity that triggers the next catastrophe!

Hongjun was secretly planning in his mind, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He wanted to keep these nearly one hundred remaining demon masters for Tongtian.

Enhance the strength of Jiejiao.

Otherwise, the Jiejiao is too weak.

Facing the human race, facing Chixiao's disciples, facing Hongyun and the other five saints of heaven, there was no room for fighting back.

"That's all."

"Let the Heavenly Court get out first!"

He wanted to retreat behind the scenes, watch the saints fight each other, and then come out to clean up the world.

Ziweixing.

When Haotian received the imperial edict from Hongjun asking him to abdicate, he was not disappointed but relieved instead.

Whoever wants to be the Ghost Emperor can do so.

He has no soldiers under his command.

He was in danger of losing his life at any time, which really made him feel terrified.

Over the years, the master had fought with the Red Sky Saint, and he had seen it all, with more defeats than victories.

He was afraid that he would become like Di Jun and be abandoned by his master.

The star Ziwei in the middle sky.

Haotian pulled the girl Yaochi and without saying anything, he made an announcement to the Heaven.

"The Way of Heaven is above. Now I, Haotian (Yaochi), know that my virtue is shallow and my roots are insufficient. I am honored to be the Emperor and Empress of Heaven. I will wait for virtuous and wise men."

"Now a wise man has been born, and he has made contributions to the ancient world."

"We ask to abdicate."

"Pass the throne of the Heavenly Emperor to the sage of the human race - Fuxi!"

"May the heavens and all living beings bear witness to this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thunder and lightning rolled in the sky.

The voice of Haotian spread throughout the ancient world in an instant, attracting the attention of countless creatures.

I was shocked.

He had just obtained the throne of Heavenly Emperor not long ago, but he gave it up so easily.

Incredible.

"Isn't this person afraid of being blamed by Hongjun?"

"Or is this what the person from Zixiao Palace meant?"

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(End of this chapter)