Cheng Hao was not surprised by Hongjun's angry state, and shook his head with a smile.

"Yes, it is precisely because I know that Heavenly Dao will not agree, I came to Daoist Hongjun you!"

"What do you mean?"

At this moment, Hongjun no longer had the mind to call a fellow Taoist, professing to be a poor Taoist, and questioned directly.

"The meaning is very simple. You are a saint chosen by Heavenly Dao, and the weight of Heavenly Dao is extremely heavy. I can't make Heavenly Dao compromise, but you must have a way, fellow Hongjun Daoist!"

Hearing this, Hongjun's face was pale, he raised his hand and waved, and the Tai Chi picture appeared above the Zixiao Palace, emitting black and white mist, which turned into a huge net, covering the entire palace.

After that, the tea cup in Hongjun's hand was placed heavily on the stone table, and his fingers kept tapping on the tabletop, seeming to be calculating the pros and cons.

"Haotian, are you threatening me with those three variables?"

Cheng Hao chuckled and shook his head, picked up the tea cup on the table, and after taking a sip, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good tea!"

"You don't need to be angry. Those three variables are useful to you, and they are of great use! Even if you want to do something with them, I have some guesses in my mind!"

"Six holy places, none of them can't be less! If fellow daoists can fulfill this requirement, then this seat will no longer blend in with these three variables!"

When the voice fell, Cheng Hao looked at Hongjun who was still beating on the desk, and said a word that made Hongjun completely determined.

"You need to think about it clearly. No matter how many heavenly places, it's not yours. Whether the trust of the heavens is more important or unfettered freedom is more important, the fellow Taoists shouldn't even be confused about this point!"

Hongjun took a deep breath and stared at Cheng Hao unblinkingly.

"I can help you obtain the six holy positions, but you are not allowed to make any ideas about the three variables in the future! Also, the favor that the poor Dao owed you before will be written off!"

"Yes!" Cheng Hao drank the tea in the cup, and nodded with a smile, "Then I will go back to this seat first. I believe fellow Taoists will not disappoint me!"

Putting down the tea cup, Cheng Hao took a step forward and came to the gate of the palace. Suddenly, his figure stopped and turned to look at Hongjun.

"Taoists have good fortune jade in their bodies, as long as they get rid of the control of heaven, the future will be limitless."

"What Daoists ask for is nothing but freedom; what this seat asks for is luck and merit. There is no big conflict between us. If Daoists are willing, you and I can join hands in the future!"

At this time, Hongjun had already recovered from the former state of Gu Jing, waved his sleeves, and opened the palace gate.

"The matter of joining hands, wait until Pang Dao thinks it through!"

Cheng Hao nodded, and the matter was not in a hurry. Hongjun was willing to join forces for the best. Even if he didn't, he could do it alone. It's just that planning some things would be more troublesome.

Leaving the Purple Heaven Palace and taking a step forward, Cheng Hao returned to his Haotian Palace.

With a thought, a few lines appeared in the void.

"Heavenly Court", "Premium Continent", "Underworld Palace"

Seeing these names remained silent for a long time, Cheng Hao raised his hand, and a decree left Haotian Palace and fell into the hands of Styx in the city of Enlightenment.

"Next, matters such as the underworld, the six reincarnations, etc., should also start to be on the agenda."

...

In the city of Enlightenment, Styx looked at the decree in his hand and figured out the meaning of the master, and then the whole person turned into a **** rainbow light, and his figure disappeared into the vast void.

After continuous teleportation, Styx came to the Houtu Ancestral Land among the twelve ancestral lands of the Wu Clan.

The twelve ancestor witches are extraordinary in their strengths, and they are born with some kind of innate magical powers. They are not so much innate gods, but it is more appropriate to say that they are Chaos Demon God.

It's just a pity that they are only comparable to Chaos Gods and Demons in their physical bodies and talented supernatural powers. Because of the overwhelmingly powerful physical bodies, almost all of their souls have turned into nourishment to nourish their physical bodies.

Without the existence of the soul, although the true spirit is still unaffected in consciousness, there is no longer any possibility to cultivate the soul.

It is precisely because of this particularity of the Wu clan that this clan is clearly powerful, but the innate gods are rarely willing to interact with them.

After all, it really doesn't make any sense to interact with a group of stupid people who don't cultivate the soul and don't know the number of days.

Today, Styx came to the Witch Clan. It was the first great **** to visit the Witch Clan after opening the world.

"Who, what's the matter in the Houtu tribe?"

The ancestral land of the Wu clan has space restrictions. Here, it is difficult to use the supernatural powers of space. Therefore, when Styx approaches the Wu clan, he has to show his figure and cannot continue to move forward.

"This Styx, come to visit Houtu Empress, and I also hope that fellow Taoist will give an announcement!"

In the eyes of Styx, the territories of the Witch tribe are not tightly guarded. In the vast frontiers, there are only hundreds of powerful Witch tribe warriors holding maces on patrol, high-level great witches, There is not one.

"Stay? I know you, when Houtu Niangniang talked about the situation of Haotian Palace, she also mentioned you specifically!"

For the Styx who came alone, the bald witch clan in front of him seemed to be the boss, without any fear.

No way, this confidence comes from the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. How mighty the monster clan was at the beginning. The powerful monster clan that covered the sky and covered the sun came to besiege the witch clan, and was not easily killed by the ancestral witches. Do not stay?

"Wait for a while, the situation here has been reported, and if the mother is willing to meet you, there will be results in a while!"

Perhaps it was the first time a guest of the great **** level visited. When the Witch tribe leader looked towards Styx, he was full of curiosity. He kept looking at Styx and looked at himself several times. It seems to be comparing the two sides. the difference.

"Houtu, I have seen Fellow Styx Taoist!"

At this moment, a gentle and gentle voice sounded in the void, and Styx turned his head to look, only to see a beautiful woman wearing a plain gauze slowly showing her figure in the restraint ahead.

As a person who listened to the Tao in Haotian Palace, Styx naturally recognized at a glance, the person who came was the goal of his trip, the Houtu ancestor witch among the twelve ancestor witches.

"Styhe has seen fellow Daoists from Houtu, and he rashly visited today. Please forgive me!"

"Brother Styx is joking. He is also a Taoist listener under Dao Ancestor's command. Houtu is very happy to be here!"

After the two met with each other, under the guidance of Hou Tu, Styx came to the third floor of the Hou Tu Hall. After the host and the guest were seated, Styx spoke directly.

"Friends of Daoist forgive me, this time Styx is here, there is something I want to discuss with fellow Daoists of Houtu."

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