Emperor Zhu Ling moved his palm slightly, and with a slight push, he handed the Fire Department Seal, which he once cared about and valued, to Qi Wuhuo's hands, as if he was casually throwing away something that had nothing to do with him, and said: "This thing is just an ordinary thing in my hand. It can only increase my combat power."

"Besides that, it will also bring unnecessary troubles. It will cause Thunder God and the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor to come looking for me. I won't want to follow them, but I won't have enough strength to resist. I'm caught in a dilemma. No matter how I think about it, it will be a huge trouble."

"But it's different in your hands."

"Perhaps it will be enough to become your foundation and enable you to have some ability to deal with the Great Emperor of Longevity in the South Pole. In any case, if you can pull this world out of this cycle of calamity from his hands, it will be more valuable than leaving it in my hands."

"Isn't it?"

"How about I don't know as my answer?"

Emperor Zhu Ling looked at the Taoist in front of him and smiled slightly:

"Emperor Huoyao Dongyang?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at Zhu Ling, the top innate creature in front of him. The latter looked calm and disdainful, with the same arrogance and great self-confidence as before. From beginning to end, no matter his arrogance in the beginning or his current pride while recognizing the will of the people, only his own self-confidence and arrogance had never changed.

Qi Wuhuo smiled slightly and took the seal. There were wisps of fire flowing on the seal.

It can be regarded as a response to Emperor Zhu Ling.

"But if you feel bad about it, please do me a favor."

"I heard that the Jade Emperor is going to hold a Lingxiao Dharma Assembly, during which he will announce the wrongdoings of the judicial system."

"Just take them to the Heavenly Palace. If Yang Jian is reliable in the future, you can let them stay in your Zhenwu Palace. As for me..."

"From now on, there will be no more Emperor Zhuling of the South Pole."

He seemed melancholy and carefree, just drinking alone.

He has taken the initiative to cut off the connection between himself and the seal of the Lord of Fire.

The Taoist looked at him and agreed solemnly. He closed his palms slightly and held the Fire Seal in his hands. The incomparably magnificent and vast firelight gradually merged with his opportunity. The aura that originally belonged to the Lord of the Fire Department, Emperor Zhu Ling, dissipated bit by bit and finally turned into just a faint firelight in the air.

…

Heaven

The immortal in charge of the immortal register is busy.

Two major events have occurred recently, making the immortal gods in charge of the immortal registers very busy.

One reason is that the previous riot in Tianshu Academy has led to the abolition of Tianshu Academy. Among them, there are many heavenly soldiers and generals, dead in battle, rebels, and missing persons. The huge workload is enough to make the immortals and gods feel numb.

What followed closely was the old scalper’s embellished propaganda, that the Zhenwu **Demon Emperor had established a government.

The four departments under the government were opened at the same time.

Because the reputation of the Great Demon Emperor Zhenwu had spread, and it seemed that the Great Emperor Zhenwu had raided the house of the Great Justice Lord, and had a lot of money from the Emperor of Heaven on hand, many immortals from various departments were thinking of ways to transfer their immortal records to the Zhenwu Palace.

Even if these people leave, the original location will not disappear, right?

Well, there have to be horizontal transfers and promotions, which are like a complicated mechanism made up of countless tiny wooden signs. Once touched, it will lead to a series of explosive disasters. There are many things to do, and the immortals have lived for too long, which has led to a lot of past experiences and relationships with other immortals.

This work is extremely complicated.

Plus the time given is very short.

Also, Emperor Donghua, who was originally in charge of the immortal records, had been killed by Master Zhenwu with a sword a hundred years ago.

This series of problems led to low efficiency here, and they could only rely on the immortals to calculate one by one. Suddenly, an immortal official seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. He gritted his teeth, raised his hand, threw the jade slip in his hand away, put his hands in his hair, and shouted: "I quit! I quit!"

"So many crap to do, and I can't do anything!"

"I will resign today, and go to the famous mountains and rivers to practice and relax tomorrow!"

The other immortal officials looked at him and put their things away as if nothing had happened - this kind of thing was too common. If they said they would not do it today, they would still have to ride on a cloud and travel around tomorrow morning?

How is it possible to travel around in this day and age?

Calamities emerge one after another, and who knows when one day one will be involved in a calamity for some inexplicable reason, and all one's cultivation will turn into ashes and disappear into thin air. Just when these immortal officials were dealing with the affairs of Zhenwu's establishment of the government, new news came from the immortal gods -

"The Lingxiao Dharma Assembly is about to begin."

"Rewarding people for their contributions and punishing those who have committed misconduct will all begin together."

"The immortal records must be prepared in advance."

A group of immortals and gods gnashed their teeth as they held the jade slips.

"hateful!!!!"

At this moment, the office in charge of the immortals' hometowns has become a government office that cannot be any cleaner.

How pure water and weightless is it?

The previous chaos in Tianshuyuan didn't even affect here.

At that time, the immortal officials in charge of records were still sorting out the documents.

The immortal officials were so angry when they heard this.

What's the meaning?

We don't need that, right?!

However, despite the delicate status of the Immortal Registration Office in Heaven, the immortals still had to prepare honestly. After all, the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly was convened by the Jade Emperor himself, and his status in the entire six realms was only slightly lower than the six realms Dharma Assembly convened by the three Taoist ancestors. That was also a first-class event.

What's more, this Lingxiao Dharma Assembly was held after the Tianshuyuan Rebellion.

There is no doubt that it is more important than the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly in the past.

Having just handed the matter over to the immortal officials in charge, Lord Siming returned to his cave and brewed a pot of spiritual tea from Kunlun Mountain. Before he could drink it, he heard a sharp cry from outside.

Then an immortal official in charge of records rushed into his cave almost crawling.

"Tianjun, it's bad, it's bad!!"

Siming Tianjun, who had been sitting on the bench in heaven for 18,000 years, said slowly: "It's okay, it's okay. When something big happens, stay calm. What kind of thing can happen in our small piece of land? Look how anxious you are. The most important thing for a god is to be happy and not have to worry about anything. You don't have to take the blame."

"If you really feel uncomfortable, I will make you a pot of tea?"

"Oh, yes, please add two pieces of thousand-year-old honey cake."

"Oh no, what time is it, Lord Tian, ​​you still have the mood to drink tea?!"

"You have to be in the mood to drink tea at any time."

"No, it's the Immortal Records. In the Immortal Records, the name of Emperor Zhu Ling, the Lord of the Fire Department, has disappeared!!!"

The Immortal Official in Charge of Records finally spoke out this big thing!

Then he saw the smile on the face of Lord Sima Ming froze.

After a breath.

“Fuck!!!!”

The smiling Siming Tianjun shouted and flipped the table over and ran away. His speed was even faster than flying in the clouds. The speed stirred up a strong wind, which stirred the body left and right, and pulled the files flying like falling snow. Siming Tianjun's face was full of fear: "Fuck it!"

"What happened to Zhu Ling?!"

"Fuck!"

He rushed to the place quickly. The expressions of the other immortal officials in charge of the immortal families were frozen. In front of him were five streams of light. Among them, the three departments of Thunder, Fire and Fighting were at the highest, representing the strongest group of immortal officials and generals in the heavens. And now, at the highest point of the Fire Department, the title of the Lord of the Fire Department who controlled three thousand worlds and one hundred and eighty thousand fires was slowly extinguished.

The name of Emperor Zhu Ling was flowing on it, shining brightly.

Then it slowly died out and disappeared.

It was like the afterglow after a fire went out, nothing was left.

Thus, the entire Immortal Registration Department fell into deathly silence in an instant.

…

After Emperor Zhuling gave the answer, Qi Wuhuo did not leave here immediately and go to Zhenwu Mansion, but continued to stay here, teaching Yang Jian to practice while waiting for the arrival of Lingxiao Dharma Assembly. After the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly, Yang Jian still had to complete the previous steps of practice in the human world.

The long-handled weapon he used was so skilled in this art that Emperor Zhu Ling was even better than Qi Wuhuo.

This young man's talent, understanding, and physique are all top-notch.

In particular, his willpower was strong, like a heavy mountain, and he did not waver at all. He was a rare child of his age who could concentrate. Qi Wuhuo was quite impressed. Thinking about it, it seemed that there were several long-handled weapons in his inventory, some of which came from the treasure house of the Great Lord of Justice.

There was another one, which happened decades ago.

At that time in the underworld, a sacrifice to the Lord of Mount Tai was held, and the Central Ghost Emperor Zhou Qi was beheaded.

Zhou Qi is a great ghost king.

At that time, Qi Wuhuo didn't know the difficulty of the Dapin, so he took advantage of Zhou Qi's arrogance and underestimation of the enemy to kill him.

What Zhou Qi used was a strange long-handled weapon made of ancient cold iron, a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

There is a shining divine light in it, which is of great significance.

If this child succeeds in his practice in the future, it would be fine to give him this item.

Qi Wuhuo thought.

During this period of time, Zhuang Zhou was also stared at by Kunpeng, who seemed surprised at Zhuang Zhou's talent and understanding, and was also somewhat indignant for losing to Zhuang Zhou in the previous discussion. Therefore, he kept staring at him during this period of time. At first, they just discussed Taoism, and later they debated about size.

I have to say.

Among all the philosophers in the Jixia Academy, no one was as brave as the Master.

Even though he was that mighty master, he didn't care whether Zhuang Zhou got his reputation in vain.

Kunpeng couldn't argue with him.

So he said: "I can't argue with you, but I can show you the facts!"

Zhuang Zhou, who was so complacent, was stunned and felt something was wrong:

"What?!"

On this day, Zhuang Zhou was taken by Kunpeng to the far North Sea. Zhuang Zhou saw with his own eyes what Kunpeng's true form was. It soared up to 90,000 miles. With a flap of its wings, even the mysterious water of the North Sea was instantly stirred up by the strong wind brought about by its wings, forming countless waves.

After flying across the four seas for one day, Kunpeng finally stopped and transformed into the appearance of Laojun again. He stroked his beard and smiled:

"How is it? Are you convinced, kid?"

"But do you know that my realm is higher than yours, and I am freer than you?"

But Zhuang Zhou still sneered and said, "Free and easy? You just fly faster and higher than me. Can you fly out of this world? Or can you fly out of your own heart?"

Lord Kunpeng's expression was slightly solemn.

The black-clothed man who looked to be in his thirties looked at him, even with pity in his eyes, and said: "You flap your wings, but you still have to rely on the wind. You are free and unrestrained, but you have to hide your appearance. You have such a large body and strength, but in the end you are still constrained in a small area."

"How can you say that you are at a high level? How can you say that you are free and unrestrained?"

Kunpeng was slightly startled, and couldn't help but think of his experiences over the years. As a great master, he still had to hide his identity and live in a daze all day long. He couldn't help but feel sad and sighed, saying: "So what? All things are born between heaven and earth, how can they be free from constraints?"

Zhuang Zhou was quite dismissive of this: "Humph, it's just that I can't let it go."

“How do I let go?”

Zhuang Zhou replied: "It is just that the heaven and earth were born with me, and I am one with all things."

Kunpeng murmured: "Heaven and earth were born with me, and I am one with all things?"

This simple sentence seemed to have great charm. Kunpeng's expression became more serious and asked, "May I ask what the meaning is?"

"Why?"

"Let me...vomit..."

The Taoist in black held onto the tree next to him, lowered his head, and began to dry heave.

The speed was too fast. Although Zhuang Zhou’s realm was high, his cultivation could not keep up.

In short, he was dizzy.

"I, I'll vomit later."

"No, no, such a big bird, such a big fish, and it flies so fast."

"I have to write you into my article, ugh..."

"First in line!"

"So that the younger disciples will know that their ancestor once rode on such a big bird."

"This suffering cannot be in vain!"

"vomit……"

The Taoist in black was retching but still gnashing his teeth as he said something about showing off to future generations.

Laojun was dumbfounded.

What kind of freak is this?

Is he free and easy?

Or persistence?

Is it the ease or the naughty character?

Or does it mean to truly do whatever you want, without being bound by external things, and be free?

As time went by, when Yang Jian had completely mastered the Nine-Turn Refining Yuan Method, the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly began. The Taoist was quite impressed by Yang Jian's talent and understanding, but then he felt a little regretful. He shook his head and said, "You have completely mastered the Nine-Turn Refining Yuan Heart Technique."

“However, the last step is what I took when I was going through the tribulation, and I finally reached the level of Nine-Nine Refining Yuan. This step cannot be explained or taught by hand. You can only reach that step by step by yourself, and then you can break through. Before that, it cannot be called Nine-Nine Refining Yuan.”

"It can only be called an achievement of eight or nine at best."

The Taoist took the three siblings of the Yang family, bid farewell to Yin and Zhuang Zhou, and intended to ascend to the heaven.

But before that, he had to go find Queen Wa and Yun Qin first, but he encountered some troubles.

…

And above the sky, above the Lingxiao Palace, the immortals have already gathered. All the immortals and gods are here, some are mighty, some are handsome, looking around with radiant and energetic. The Lingxiao Palace, located above the sea of ​​clouds, is still as quiet and comfortable as before.

Compared to the past, there are only two differences.

One is that a large number of Tianshuyuan generals are no longer there.

The other is the emergence of a new divine general.

All the immortals and gods knew that the protagonist of today's Lingxiao Dharma Assembly, apart from the Great Lord of Justice who had only a head left, was the newly rising Zhenwu **Demon Emperor. The title bestowed on him at today's Dharma Assembly was prepared to honor Zhenwu.

I just don’t know what the name of this conferment will be.

However, based on what happened to the Great Demon Emperor Zhenwu, all the gods and immortals still felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

This Master Zhenwu, will he run away again this time? !

If he really ran away, all the gods would be in trouble.

When the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly was about to begin, the group of immortals and all the immortal gods in the Zhenwu Palace suddenly discovered a fatal problem. Even the old ox had cold sweat running down his forehead. When he hurried out, he bumped into the Zuofu and Youbi Star Gods. The latter two also had pale faces and ran straight to the Zhenwu Palace.

When both sides saw each other, they were subconsciously delighted and shouted out:

"Old Yellow Ox, have you met His Royal Highness Beidizi? Your Zhenwu has been kidnapping my Beidizi for a month."

"Old Yun is going to explode."

"Has Brother Zuo Fu seen Wuhuo?"

"The Lingxiao Dharma Assembly is about to begin but no one is around!"

As soon as the voices from both sides fell, Zuo Fu Xing Jun and Lao Huang Niu's faces froze.

After exchanging information tremblingly.

Old Huangniu, the chief steward of Zhenwu Mansion, and Zuo Fuxingjun of Ziwei Palace have discovered a terrible thing: the Lingxiao Dharma Assembly is about to begin. At present, a certain Beidi Son who had skipped his Beidi Son enthronement ceremony, and a certain Zhenwu Lord who had skipped his first ascension ceremony, are both missing.

"Again?"

The old ox's tongue was a little stuttering.

The Zuo Fu You Bi star gods and the old ox were all looking outside.

The clouds are moving, pure and free, the Dharma bell has sounded.

Lingxiao Dharma Assembly with Zhenwu as the core——

It’s on!