Chapter 311 The actors are in place, Six Saints please invest

Three minutes later.

Outside Zixiao Palace.

Nuwa took Ji Changsheng and rode on the back of Qingluan. As soon as Qingluan flapped its wings, Nuwa burst into laughter.

Just now in Zixiao Palace, she almost couldn't hold it in.

This big boy she adopted is really good at entertaining her.

"Mom, do you really need to do that?"

Ji Changsheng looked at Nuwa and laughed until tears almost came out. He didn't quite understand Nuwa's reaction.

Nuwa was indeed laughing heartily. After a full minute, she waved her hand at Ji Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, you just made Hongjun lose his temper. He even started to speak incoherently. I have known him for so long, but this is the first time I have seen him lose his composure like this. You are really capable."

Ji Changsheng recalled it and felt that Daozu was indeed a little confused in the end.

But he also expressed his understanding.

"Daozu usually schemes against the Six Saints, and has never seen a pure person like me." Ji Changsheng said frankly: "Mom, you Six Saints wouldn't be so frank when talking to Daozu, right?"

"Indeed not. Changsheng, you are too frank. You don't hold back at all."

Goddess Nuwa was listening very carefully just now.

I couldn't find a single word that was used to deceive Daozu.

Not to mention Hongjun, she was already a little overwhelmed by Ji Changsheng.

It really puts everything out in the open.

"This is the first time I've seen someone use an open conspiracy to this extent. Changsheng, you're really amazing."

Nuwa was convinced.

She felt that Daozu was also convinced.

Otherwise, Hongjun would not have directly said that he wanted to go into seclusion for a hundred days.

If he didn’t go into seclusion, Hongjun wouldn’t know what he could do.

Ji Changsheng explained everything to him clearly. If he didn't go into seclusion, would he watch the show or not?

Is he blocking or agreeing? Now Hongjun is keeping silent, neither agreeing nor refusing.

But this is obviously the default.

Nuwa reminded him, "Hongjun usually keeps his word. Since he said he wants to retreat, it means you can do whatever you want, and he will be the one to finish it. But a hundred days is a fictitious number, Changsheng, don't really think he will retreat for a hundred days. The retreat is real, and he has the final say on the date of leaving."

Ji Changsheng nodded: "I understand, it won't take a hundred days. Mom, you know me. It hasn't taken me a hundred years since my debut, so it will definitely be enough time."

The normal flow of time in the prehistoric fairyland is one day in heaven and one year on earth.

Haotian can adjust it, and so can the Six Saints. But unless there is a major incident, this rule will basically remain unchanged.

Since this ratio was established, it has not changed.

Ji Changsheng naturally understood the hundred days that Hongjun mentioned as a hundred years.

Why would it take so long? "I will try to get everything done before Daozu comes out of seclusion. Mom, let's go back to the Wa Palace and write the script now."

"Aren't you planning to make plans after the Peach Banquet?"

"It won't affect us. We will do some preliminary preparations first. Tomorrow is the Peach Banquet, and we will definitely not be able to complete it before the Banquet. But we still need to finalize the outline and think about the actors to be invited. The more thorough the preliminary preparations, the greater the possibility that the Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West will be willing to invest."

"You are really capable of causing trouble. If I were you, tomorrow is the Peach Banquet, and it is a major event related to your authority as the Heavenly Emperor. I would definitely sleep well and conserve my energy for tomorrow's battle."

A powerful person naturally does not need to sleep, but not needing it does not mean not doing it.

What Ji Changsheng does in one day would take Nuwa a year for a normal powerful person to do.

Even if you are not physically tired, you will be mentally exhausted.

The best way to restore your mental strength is to rest and recharge your energy.

But Ji Changsheng is full of energy.

"It's okay, there's still time. There's still half a day left. Mom, you ancient powers still have no sense of time. If I were the Emperor of Heaven, I would have to make some adjustments to the time of the gods, otherwise they would be too inefficient."

It can be seen that although Ji Changsheng's efficiency has repeatedly broken records, neither Nuwa nor Daozu actually take it seriously in their hearts.

Nuwa, the goddess, never got off her cloud bed from the great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods to the killing of the Ming River.

Daozu knew clearly how efficient Ji Changsheng was, but he still decided to go into seclusion for a hundred days.

Yuanshi Tianwang could easily spend a thousand years to figure out the details of the Conferred God Tribulation.

In Ji Changsheng's opinion, these are all extremely inefficient performances.

But for these ancient powers, time is completely worthless.

For them, it would be worth it if they could spend ten thousand years to figure out one thing.

The gods in heaven have a stronger sense of time than saints, but not much.

In Ji Changsheng's opinion, a life span that is too long is not a good thing, at least it is not a good thing in terms of work efficiency.

Nuwa Niangniang reserved her opinion on this.

"You can do whatever you want. If it affects me, I lose." Nuwa said casually.

Ji Changsheng: “…”

Saints are still awesome.

After returning to the Queen Nuwa Palace, Nuwa began to appreciate screenwriter Ji writing the script online.

However, right at the beginning, screenwriter Ji ran into trouble.

"Mom, you have to introduce me to the current situation in the prehistoric fairyland and the human world. I don't understand it yet. I also need to know a little about the various forces and masters in the prehistoric fairyland. If we want the assets of the Western Church to be enough to repay the Heavenly Dao Loan, I'm afraid we have to capture all the great masters in the human world in one fell swoop."

The current assets of Western religion are approximately equivalent to the power of three saints.

Ji Changsheng and himself must at least accumulate enough strength to rival that of a saint.

Otherwise this won't work.

Nuwa didn't say anything, but raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Qing Luan cooperated and said, "Please watch the 'VCR'."

Ji Changsheng and Li Huanyan who had just walked over staggered.

It’s confirmed, Nuwa is really lazy.

I can play a video, but I definitely won’t explain it myself.

The "VCR" was playing normally, and Qingluan's voice sounded in it: "Among all the forces in the prehistoric fairyland, the one that cannot be offended is the Zixiao Palace. Below the Zixiao Palace are the Western Church, the Bajing Palace, the Wahuang Palace, the Yuxu Palace, the Biyou Palace and the Heavenly Palace.

"The above belong to the orthodox Heavenly Dao, and are the forces directly under the Dao Ancestor and the Saints. In addition to the orthodox, there are several forces that cannot be offended, typical representatives of which are - the Fire Cloud Cave where the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors lived in seclusion, the reincarnation underworld of Hou Tu Niangniang, the Free Heavenly Demon Realm ruled by Luo Hou, the Netherworld Blood Sea of ​​the Styx Cult Master, and the Five-Zhuang Temple of Zhen Yuanzi, the 'Ancestor of Earthly Immortals'."

When Ji Changsheng heard this, he coughed lightly and interrupted the introduction of "VCR".

"Mom, the Netherworld Blood Sea has been destroyed by you."

Qing Luan complained: "This is what I recorded during the Conferred God Tribulation. Xiao Changsheng, just listen to it and adjust the details yourself."

Ji Changsheng: “…”

Li Huanyan: “…”

Nuwa added, "Don't touch Huoyun Cave for now. It is one of the core industries of the human race. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors all lived in seclusion in Huoyun Cave after abdicating. They must be accumulating their strength. You want to help Jieyin Zhunti complete the three thousand great wishes, which may run counter to the goal of Huoyun Cave. I will say hello to them and ask them not to embarrass you, and you should not disturb them for now."

Ji Changsheng seemed to be thinking: "If the Fire Cloud Cave is not touched, then the Samsara Underworld and Wuzhuang Temple will be on the agenda. But Sister Hou Tu seems to be a little too awesome. She can even play against a saint without losing. She may not be willing to cooperate with me, and it is difficult for me to force her."

Nuwa nodded: "As for Hou Tu, you should go there after the Peach Festival. You should meet her and try to make friends with her. You can see how Yuan Shi and Tong Tian were beaten to a pulp by Hou Tu, and you know what Hou Tu's methods are. She can't do anything to me, but as long as she hides in the underworld, I can't do anything to her, so I can't help you in this regard. It's a pity that she is not interested in the Western Religion, and I guess she won't be willing to join the Western Religion."

"I don't have such high expectations. It's enough if you can cooperate with me. Even Jie Yin and Zhunti may not dare to accept a sister of Hou Tu's status if she wants to join the Western religion."

Hou Tu, who is in charge of reincarnation, can bring out a group of reincarnation troops at any time.

Strength cannot be judged by the surface of the underworld.

Having inherited all the heritage of the Wu Clan, it is difficult to say what level of strength Hou Tu currently possesses.

Even a saint cannot grasp it.

The only thing that is certain is that he is much stronger than the average quasi-saint.

"The Free Heaven Demon Realm ruled by Luohou is not a problem. I can just talk to Luohou. As for Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple... Mom, does he have any backers?"

Nuwa waved her hand at Qingluan and said, "Go and have fun, silly bird. You won't understand what's going on."

Qingluan stuck out her tongue and ran away happily.

Nuwa did not answer Ji Changsheng's question, but just signaled Ji Changsheng: "Click on the introduction of Wuzhuang Temple yourself."

Ji Changsheng clicked on the introduction of "Wuzhuang Temple" in the void.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The "VCR" immediately showed a Taoist wearing a purple gold crown, a worry-free crane cloak, shoes on his feet, a silk ribbon tied around his waist, a body like a boy, a face like a beauty, three beards fluttering under his chin, and crow feathers folded on his temples. It was Zhen Yuanzi.

Qingluan's "narration introduction" also continued:

"Zhen Yuanzi, also known as 'Yu Shi Tong Jun', is the ancestor of earthly immortals. He is friends with the Three Pure Ones, but they are just superficial friends and not deep friends. He controls the ginseng fruit tree, one of the 'five great spiritual roots', and once fought with Kunpeng, and was not at a disadvantage."

Ji Changsheng raised his eyebrows.

A lot of information was summarized:

"To be the same king as the world means to be born at the beginning of the world. Mom, Zhen Yuanzi is also a descendant of Pangu."

"Um."

"He is quite old, but he doesn't seem to have any backing."

Ji Changsheng finished watching the "VCR" introduction of Zhen Yuanzi, but did not discover Zhen Yuanzi's background.

Nuwa confirmed: "He really doesn't have any backing. Zhen Yuanzi himself is a quasi-saint. If Zhunti hadn't borrowed the sainthood, his strength wouldn't necessarily be greater than Zhen Yuanzi's. He's too old, so it's not easy for him to bow down."

Ji Changsheng smiled: "To get involved in society, seniority and experience alone are useless. In a time of great strife, it is not easy for Zhen Yuanzi to stay out of trouble."

Nuwa said frankly: "If you don't mess with him, it's still easy. Zhen Yuanzi's seniority and strength are there, and he has a spiritual root like the ginseng fruit. Ordinary saints will not provoke him."

Ji Changsheng waved his hand: "Mom, it's only a matter of time. If I were Zhen Yuanzi, I would have found a saint to back me up long ago. A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. Seniority and qualifications cannot be used to make a living. Many quasi-saints have died. Minghe is not weaker than him, but he was easily killed by you. If Zhen Yuanzi is smart, he should have chosen a side early. It doesn't matter if he is not smart, I will help him."

Hou Tu's sister Ji Changsheng didn't dare to design it lightly.

As for Zhen Yuanzi, Ji Changsheng felt that he was within the range.

Emperor Xiaotian is now a child with a mother.

Nuwa reminded: "You still have to give him some face. Unless you have reached the Daluo level, Zhen Yuanzi can easily crush you to death."

"He shouldn't dare."

Ji Changsheng carefully checked the information about Zhen Yuanzi and found that apart from having a feud with Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi was almost an image of a "good guy".

None of his disciples are capable.

The signature dish of Wuzhuang Temple is itself and ginseng fruit.

"I really need to help him, otherwise I feel that Wuzhuang Temple will be in great trouble at any time. You have destroyed the Blood Sea, Zhen Yuanzi must be feeling very insecure now. Wuzhuang Temple is not as powerful as the Blood Sea, and he urgently needs a backer."

After Ji Changsheng remembered Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple, he began to search for information about other forces.

Under the power of the quasi-saint are some old powerful clans and scattered alliances.

"In your opinion, the Dragon Clan is ranked second only to the Underworld, Wuzhuang Temple, and Zizai Heavenly Demon Realm? I thought the Dragon Clan had already fallen into decline."

Ji Changsheng was a little surprised.

Nuwa said calmly, "After all, he is the first overlord of the prehistoric fairyland, and he has retained a complete system. He still has some foundation, but the descendants of the Ancestral Dragon are indeed not very powerful. Now they are just guarding the treasure without a leader. Speaking of which, the dragon clan controls the clouds and rain, and the Southern Pole Changsheng Emperor also has the power to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning. If the reincarnation of the Ancestral Dragon fails in the bid for the Human Emperor this time, the dragon clan will be seriously injured. Changsheng, you can try to recruit the dragon clan for your own use."

Ji Changsheng nodded.

If I can't ride the Qingluan, then riding a dragon is barely acceptable.

"The underworld of reincarnation, the free demon world, the netherworld blood sea, the Wuzhuang Temple, the dragon clan, the human kingdoms, the old demon clan..."

Ji Changsheng made a brief inquiry into all the forces and powerful beings in the prehistoric fairyland, and gained a certain grasp of the overall situation.

After ascending to the Primordial Immortal Realm, he went directly to the high-level route and clung to his mother's thighs tightly. It was the first time that he carefully searched for information about the middle and lower levels of the Primordial Immortal Realm.

He quickly calculated and breathed a sigh of relief: "If we can capture all the human nations and the remnants of the demon race, we can almost complete the three thousand aspirations."

Nuwa: "...Catch them all in one fell swoop. Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"You can't handle it. These forces combined are enough to kill Zhunti."

"It's okay. Anyone who dares not to cooperate with the Six Saints Investments will be the evil Doumu demon and will be killed by everyone."

With a draft in mind, Ji Changsheng began to mobilize people.

"Sister Ksitigarbha, please give a message to the Saint Jie Yin and ask him to attend the Peach Banquet tomorrow. I have a way to help him fulfill his three thousand wishes."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva: “?”

"I'll explain it after the Peach Festival. Don't worry, Sister Dizang, I won't lie to you. By the way, call Zhunti as well."

…

"Wife, tell the Great Purity Saint to go to the Peach Banquet tomorrow. I am sure I can convince the Two Saints of the West to stand on the side of the Three Purities. I will discuss this with him in detail after the Banquet."

Yu Linglong: “?”

"We'll explain it together tomorrow. For your sake, I can leave more investment shares for Saint Taiqing."

…

"Mom, do you want a share?"

"How?"

"Give my inner monkey some cool history."

…

The actors are in place.

Actively recruiting investment.

The mythological blockbuster directed and acted by the Emperor Changsheng has entered the intensive preparation process.

Let me explain this on two sides.

Ziwei is in a terrible situation.

"Yunxiao, stop it, this is all a misunderstanding."

Emperor Ziwei received the belated reminder from Dou Mu Yuan Jun.

Zhenwu is actually Jade Pure True King’s man.

It's hidden so deeply.

Fortunately, the truth is always better than mother.

Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yunxiao, you don't believe what I say, but you will believe what the Golden Spirit Mother says, right?"

(End of this chapter)