One month later.

Although the wedding of Emperor Zhenwu was a great happy event and had a huge impact on the changes in the situation in the heavenly realm, it has now passed. Except for some people who are particularly concerned about this matter, the immortals have gradually returned to their normal life trajectories.

But one day, when Qi Wuhuo was flipping through the files, he found a piece of news. After reading it, he found that

"The God of Zhenwu Mansion went to the extreme north and found the great demon king of the past, Qingshi clan [Qing Jingwei], and the God will attack him."

Qi Wuhuo never forgot this enemy along the way, but he was always trapped in a huge vortex. From beginning to end, he was facing the seventeen Buddhas of the Buddhist Kingdom, the justice of the Great Emperor of Tianshu Academy, the oppression of the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole, and finally the huge hidden danger of the impending final catastrophe.

I have never had the time to go to the north to kill this beast.

It was just that after becoming the Zhenwu Emperor and opening his government, he passed this matter on, and now he saw the ending above -

"Qing Jingwei was challenged repeatedly, his formation was broken and he fled, intending to join other forces."

"The four parties dare not accept it."

"Suicide."

There was a wooden box on the table next to it.

Inside was Qing Jingwei's head, his eyes wide open, as if he had died with his eyes open.

The great demon king who was once a powerful figure with ambitions to conquer mountains and rivers, was a hero who suppressed his cultivation and wanted to get a piece of the pie in the chaotic world before the great changes in the world, and was a practitioner who aimed directly at the realm of a great emperor. But now his head is quietly placed in a box on the table.

Even when the Zhenwu Palace attacks such a demon tribe that is not a great saint, there is no need to report to the Zhenwu Emperor.

It is enough for Lu Chunyang, the Four Heavenly Kings, and the Giant Spirit God to lead the heavenly soldiers and generals to form a formation.

All the past events ended with this casual statement of suicide in the jade slips presented by the Four Heavenly Kings and the Giant Spirit. The Taoist put down the files, closed the box, burned it to ashes, and finally offered sacrifices at the foot of Mount Dongyue, in the land of Jinzhou. Dressed in black with a very peaceful look, he offered sacrifices to the events of Jinzhou in the past and to the old Emperor Dongyue of that year.

There were footsteps coming from behind, Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes, no need to look back, the person coming from behind had strong blood and energy, it was obvious that he did not have the physique style of human race, there was a murderous aura after a battle, and he looked like the sun, with the flavor and charm of the most traditional practice method of ancient times.

A sound breaking through the air.

Qi Wuhuo tilted his head slightly, stretched out his hand, grabbed the fallen wine jug, shook it, and felt the wine swaying inside. Even through the wine jug itself, he could smell a very strong aroma of wine, which was hot and spicy.

"What's wrong, Wuhuo?"

A rough and familiar voice came from a tall man in black clothes with black hair down to his waist. He held a mixed iron spear in one hand, with the tip of the spear dotted like stars. In the other hand, he held a wine jug and drank madly. At the end, he wiped the corner of his mouth and laughed:

"You are finally an adult, right? Why, are you still not able to drink like you were back then?"

"Although it's not as good as the precious wine from the immortal family you had at your wedding, it can still be considered a fiery wine in the mortal world. It goes down your throat as fiercely as a knife blade, and it's quite good."

The Great Emperor Zhenwu turned around and saw his good friend, the first Taoist friend he made when he was young. Sixty years ago, he had already reached the pinnacle of cultivation, the fairyland where the three flowers gathered at the top of the head. Now, after experiencing many battles, it seems that he has other opportunities and has reached the level of a terrestrial immortal, with a majestic aura.

This tiger mountain god is still as bold and unrestrained as he was back then.

Others would respect and fear his name Zhenwu. In the eyes of the mountain god whom he had known when he was young, he seemed to be still the young man from that small town. He simply turned around and stuck the spear in his hand into the ground, then sat down on the bluestone, picked up the wine pot, and clinked it with the Taoist next to him, and then they both drank from each other.

He talked about his experiences over the past hundred years, what happened after their separation, and what happened to the demon clan in the past. He said that among the demon clan heroes who helped Qi Wuhuo, there was also his contribution. He said that he joined the tiger clan, whose strength was greatly weakened after the loss of the Great Sage. He said that because of Taixiao, he helped the young descendant of the Great Sage of the original tiger clan to rise up. In the land of all spirits of that era, he continued to conquer all directions and maintained stability.

After years of battles and breakthroughs, he also had opportunities and inherited the legacy of the great sage Xiaofeng from the Tiger Clan. Three years ago, he broke through and became an earthly immortal.

Qi Wuhuo asked casually: "When you helped me break through the siege that year, why didn't you come to find me afterwards?"

The Tiger Mountain God laughed loudly, feeling extremely carefree, and said happily:

"It was enough to see you escape safely that year. The Tiger Tribe also had many problems later. Besides, you were very popular at that time. If people found out that you had a good friend like me from the Monster Tribe, you would be attacked and annihilated. We each have our own way to go and our own path to run. Isn't it just right for us to part like this? Just right?"

After finishing his drink, he waved his hand and stood up to say goodbye.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long. We'll see you someday, Taoist friend!"

After finishing the wine, talking about the past, and describing the romantic moments in the mountains, he said, "Take care, fellow Taoist, and wish you a bright future." The black-robed mountain god stood up and threw a wine pot casually. Immediately, a wine pot landed on the tip of his spear. The mountain god strode forward, and when he spoke, his voice was desolate and simple:

"The Tao is vague and indistinct."

“No matter how much you seek, you will never find it.”

"It's cultivation!"

"Seeking immortality!"

"Eternal life!"

"You see the world is as big as a plate, this is a pill from my family!"

"If you want to be finished, just go out and disappear. Don't let your mind dwell on the appearance of things."

After his old friend left, the Taoist sat in the mountains in the world, looking peaceful and calm.

…

The Heavenly Palace.

"So, Queen Hou Tu Huang Di Ji, are you willing to return?"

In the core of the thirty-six palaces and seventy-two halls, cups and teas had already been placed, and various spiritual objects had been served. After a few days, Jade Emperor Zhang Xiaoyu finally asked this question, and under his earnest gaze, Hou Tu Huang Di Ji Niangniang nodded slightly and said, "Back then, it was said that the agreement with Haotian had ended."

"Now that the final calamity is approaching, Gou Chen has died in battle, and the cause and effect of grudges will be blown away with his death."

The Jade Emperor was very happy.

There was a trace of ripples in the eyes of the Southern Emperor Changsheng - an extremely strong sense of urgency made him subconsciously clench his hands under his sleeves. The Northern Emperor Ziwei, the Zhenwu Demon Emperor, the Houtu Emperor of the Earth, the good and evil Fuxi, and the one who returned, will surely ascend to the realm of the Supreme with the help of Fuxi and Zhenwu in the era of human prosperity.

Therefore, the blocking lineup in front of him was unprecedentedly luxurious.

The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "It is of course the best that Daoist Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi has returned to the Heavenly Palace. However, I have something to say today..."

The voice of the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole fell calmly, attracting the attention of the other gods. After all, he was a royal lord who had survived from the ancient times. His prestige was so great that even within the six realms, it was rare to find him. Even the Jade Emperor could not ignore him, so he smiled and asked, "Does the Great Emperor Changsheng have anything to say?"

The Southern Emperor Changsheng said calmly, "It is a good thing that the Queen Mother Hou Tu has returned, but I have something to ask the Northern Emperor Ziwei."

Beidi's expression was as calm as ever.

The immortals were shocked and did not dare to speak for a while. They felt that the environment had become a little depressing. The Great Emperor of Longevity of the South Pole avoided the Jade Emperor from speaking to deal with the matter. He spoke and said lightly: "In the ancient years, when the Tianque was established, I once said, do you remember the covenant of Fuxi?"

The Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor glanced at the group of immortals and said, "We had an appointment back then."

"Fuxi is a disaster for the common people. If discovered, the Four Emperors should join forces to kill him. However, the Northern Emperor Ziwei made a deal with Fuxi, which violated the agreement made in the past! Regarding this matter, I wonder how you, the Northern Emperor, will explain it?!!"

The sharpness of his tone was directed directly at the Northern Emperor. The immortals did not dare to question the matter. Only some immortals spoke up, intending to give some reasons to the Northern Emperor Ziwei, saying that Fuxi was also of great use, and that the agreement made back then might not be applicable now, but they felt their confidence was a little weak.

The Southern Emperor used this great situation to gain great power for himself, but he never expected that the Northern Emperor would suddenly speak calmly and said, "You are right."

The whole hall was suddenly silent. Amidst everyone's gazes, Beidi placed his right hand on the table.

A seal turned into a stream of light and emerged, which was a symbol of the identity of the Lord of the North Pole.

Emperor Ziwei said calmly: "I made the agreement back then, and now I have reached a contract with Fuxi because of the matter of Taoist companions, which is also my doing. No matter what the reason is, it is a violation after all. I am not qualified to be a strict witness of this heavenly law."

"I am no longer the Northern Emperor from now on."

There was an uproar and the Jade Emperor's head buzzed.

Hou Tu Huang Di Zhi had just returned, and now his strongest force is about to leave.

Only at this time did the Purple Star Emperor speak up and said, "Therefore, I recommend Zhenwu **Demon to take over the position of the Northern Emperor."

Thus, the dead silence just now turned into another kind of vibration. The cups in the hands of the immortals and gods overturned and the wine flowed everywhere without them noticing. The Jade Emperor was stunned, while the joy in the eyes of the Southern Emperor was frozen. The next moment, the Purple Star Emperor moved his right hand, and the seal representing the authority and identity of the Northern Emperor was thrown up, and flew out swirling in the void.

The seal flew across the hall, carrying with it flowing light, and flew across the giant spirit with wide eyes, and across the four heavenly kings whose bodies were frozen.

I flew past Lu Chunyang, flew past Taibai Jinxing, and flew past Jiutian Yingyuan Leisheng Puhua Tianzun.

Finally, it landed at the end of the hall, as if it had lost its strength and was firmly held by a hand. Then time seemed to start flowing again. His sleeves fell down, with mysterious words hidden on them. His brows were peaceful, as if he could look straight at all the people in heaven and on the earth. There was a jade belt around his waist, with accessories of yin and yang hanging down. He stepped on the two yin and yang, and established his place on the three mountains.

Crash!!!

All the gods and immortals in the Lingxiao Palace stood up at the same time, bowed their heads and clasped their hands, letting their sleeves fall down like a curtain.

Qi Wuhuo walked in, and the Jade Emperor's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said:

"Since it is recommended by the Purple Star Emperor, there is nothing wrong with it. However, Zhenwu was already a Royal Lord before. He executed the judicial system and killed Gou Chen. He already has the title of Royal Lord. Now he should be given an additional title. The two go hand in hand!"

The Great Emperor Zhenwu held the seal in one hand and the sword in the other as he paced forward, with the immortals and gods on both sides bowing in greeting.

The sound of itself is magnificent and vast.

"The Central Emperor, Zhentian Zhenwu Lingying** Demon Emperor."

"Confer the title upon you, Emperor Xuantian!"

"Confer the title of the incarnation of the Nine Heavens Golden Palace!"

"Appoint him with the title of [Jade Capital Lord God]!"

"In addition to this, he also assumes the duties of the Northern Emperor!"

As the voices came one after another, the faces of the gods were slightly moved, and finally the Taoist walked in front of the Jade Emperor.

The immortals and gods in the heavens were in deathly silence, only chanting the honorific title of this great emperor in their hearts. Perhaps it was because so many immortals and gods were chanting in their hearts at the same time, and it seemed as if there was a voice echoing the honorific title of the Great Zhenwu Emperor in the void.

The six heavens of Hunyuan, the master of the Dharma. Cultivating the truth and enlightenment, saving the lost.

For all living beings, he eliminates disasters and obstacles. He has eighty-two transformations and is the founder of the three religions. He is extremely compassionate and saves people from suffering.

The chief officer of the Three Yuans, the traveler of the Nine Heavens, the governor of the North Pole of the Heavenly Gang, the general of the Right Yuan.

Zhentian helps to smooth things down, Zhenwu spirit responds, blessings and blessings are extended, benevolent and righteous. Xieyun Zhenjun, the god of blessing who governs the world, Yuxu Master, Xuantian God, Qingwei Tianzun, the Central Zhenwu ** Demon Emperor!

He holds the titles of both the Central Emperor and the Great Emperor of the North Pole.

This is——the chief of all the imperial guards!

The Northern Emperor had a calm expression, as if he had stepped down from his position. The eyes of the Queen Mother Hou Tu and the Queen Mother Nuwa were gentle and gratified. Only the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole had a cold and indifferent expression, and his hands were clenched tightly under his sleeves.

Qi Wuhuo's sleeves fluttered, and the wind flowed past, passing through the shaking sky, carrying a green leaf into the clouds, wandering and wandering, and finally went to who knows where far away, and was gently picked up by a palm. Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said: "It's my disciple."

He turned around and looked at the gentle Tai Shang and the willful Shang Qing.

"My two Taoist friends, we have seen this side of Wuhuo. It is time for you and I to leave."

"Go and suppress the final calamity, and wait for Wuhuo to fully gather his strength."

"Break this final calamity."

"good."

"good!"

Tai Shang stroked his beard, Shang Qing clapped his hands, they looked at the thirty-six heavens that had returned to peace, and at the red dust of the world, they all smiled freely, turned around, and transformed into pure Qi and left, heading for the heaven beyond the sky, the gap between the worlds, to suppress the next catastrophe of creation of the world and reincarnation.

From the highest Lingxiao Palace, the sound of chanting could still be heard; the drunk old ox, and his drunk and tearful old father Yun Zhiyi, arm in arm, floated over the sea of ​​clouds of the immortals. Behind them, the sea of ​​clouds was flowing, and the immortals were on duty.

The immortals rode on clouds and mist, sailed across the sky, and saw the vast blue sea on earth.

The young man Yang Jian was carrying a long weapon on his back, and on his shoulder was a black and handsome flying eagle.

Passing by the bustling world on horseback, the world is bustling with red dust.

The world is vast and magnificent.

Qi Wuhuo turned around and looked at this vast world.

The true one lasts forever, the vast universe is one with it, and the wonderful door opens by itself.

After the initial judgment of Hunyuan, the two yin and yang set the scene, and then it returns to the basics, all thanks to the Lingtai.

The noble energy breaks through, the spirit of the valley is nourished, and gradually you feel the divine light coming from the sky.

In a secluded place, you can hear the roar of dragons and tigers, and suddenly there is wind and thunder.

How wonderful!

(End of this volume)