Chapter 1364 The Arrival of the Celestial Lord

Hearing Fang Huayin's words, all the immortals were a little flustered and nervous. The great figures on the other side who had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering were high above, looking down at the passing of time and the vicissitudes of the mortal world. How could they easily see it?

Although they were also among the immortals and beyond the ordinary, in the eyes of the other side, they were probably no stronger than dust!

They all operated their Taoist power, performed immortal magic, and rectified themselves, not daring to be disrespectful. Zhu Long Zhenren even took out a small bottle made of red coral, threw it into the air, and tilted it over. Streams of clear springs gushed out, like rain falling, completely covering the entire Ningbi Peak.

The "drizzle" was misty, washing away the filth and cleansing the body and mind. Tan Ping and others only felt comfortable and refreshed all over, and the surroundings seemed to have been washed, and there was a sense of clarity.

They looked at the top of the peak in astonishment, not understanding what had happened and why such a change had occurred.

After a while, the grass and trees on the top of the peak were green and full of vitality. The spring water was gurgling and clear. A reed tent was set up in the center, with lanterns and decorations hanging, which was out of this world.

Just as everything was ready, a crane cry came from the sky, reaching the sky and echoing in the sky. Then, Zhu Long Zhenren and others saw rolling mist coming from nowhere, with strange fragrance and hazy light, paving the road.

Nine five-clawed real dragons slowly descended from an infinite height, pulling an ancient and sacred sandalwood chariot. Waves of mysterious yellow light rose from inside, forming a canopy with infinite light.

Although Tan Ping and others did not understand what was going on, just the real dragons with golden or red scales in their eyes made them hold their breath subconsciously, feeling the shock from the bottom of their hearts, and dared not speak at all.

I have seen the 19 sons of the Dragon King of the East China Sea from afar, but they are not as powerful as those real dragons in the sky. More importantly, they are just pullers!

Who is sitting in the sandalwood chariot that can be pulled by nine real dragons?

In the past, when the Holy Emperor Qi went on tour, it was also nine dragons pulling the chariot!

On the other peak, the divine messenger holding the scepter and the Buddha of the World Free King also stood up instinctively and blurted out at the same time:

"Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng!

The sandalwood chariot was getting closer and closer, and the canopy covered the top, bursting with hair, like a bead curtain, covering the scene inside the chariot. Only a round of bright and flawless light could be vaguely seen, with green trees taking root inside, covered with clear light, hanging two faint fruits, and holding a glass ancient lamp that seemed to illuminate the heavens and the world, and under the round light, there was a vague figure.

At the top of Ningbi Peak, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and clear springs flowed out when the flowers bloomed. Zhu Long Zhenren and others had solemn expressions and trembling hearts. They followed Fang Huayin to bow down and said in unison:

"Welcome the teacher!"

"Welcome the Heavenly Lord!"

The sound shook the four directions and reached the ears of Tan Ping and others. They all trembled in their hearts, and a word popped up in their minds:

"The Heavenly Lord of Yuanshi!"

It turned out that the person who came was Mingxia Fairy's teacher, the Heavenly Lord of Yuanshi Su Meng, one of the few great figures on the other side of the heavens and the world, the supreme being of the world!

I didn't expect that I would have the honor to witness the person on the other side once, the master standing at the top of the world!

They then bowed down with solemn hearts and bodies, without communication but surprisingly in unison:

"Welcome the Heavenly Lord!"

The sound of "The Heavenly Lord" echoed across the wilderness, and the Nine Dragon Agarwood Carriage stopped in front of the reed tent. The inside immediately shone brightly, with colorful clouds rushing into the sky, and the ground was filled with mist. There was a sense of being lofty and detached, untainted by time.

The bright and flawless round light entered the reed tent, and the sandalwood chariot became smaller and stopped beside it. The whole Changmen Island was silent, as if it had entered another world.

Seeing Fang Huayin enter the reed tent to pay his respects, Zhu Long Zhenren and other immortals bowed again:

"Greetings to the Heavenly Lord!"

After a few breaths, Fang Huayin walked to the edge of the reed tent and said loudly:

"The Yuanshi Heavenly Lord of Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace is here to watch the ceremony!"

"The Heavenly Lord said that the end of the catastrophe is dangerous and the nine netherworlds are corroding. If humanity is lost, there will be no recovery. Only by gathering the power of all living beings and working together can we seize a glimmer of hope."

The Xuanwu Taoist and others hurriedly replied: "Thank you for the Heavenly Lord's guidance. We will do our best to help the Human Emperor to save the end of the catastrophe!"

Tan Ping and others also followed suit. At the end, he couldn't help his curiosity and raised his head slightly to look inside the reed tent, wanting to know what the big man on the other side looked like.

The colorful clouds were shining, and the bright round light in the reed tent was clearly visible, as if it contained everything, all possibilities and the past and future. In front of the round light, there was a figure in a dark Taoist robe sitting upright. He wore an ancient sacred crown on his head, and his face seemed to be covered with chaotic dark light and blurred.

When he saw this figure, Tan Ping's mind suddenly buzzed, as if something exploded.

Although he was dressed differently, it was obviously the Taoist who gave him the "Yellow Millet Pillow", the Taoist who made him dream back to the Middle Ages!

The Yellow Millet Pillow was actually borrowed by a big man on the other side! It was borrowed by Su Meng, Yuanshi Tianzun of Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace!

Such cognition exceeded his expectations, and he had never been so bold even when he had boundless imagination. The great supernatural power of creation was already the limit of his imagination. This was because he witnessed the Holy Emperor offering sacrifices to the sky and Taiyi awakening. Otherwise, he would at most think it was some immortal master.

Boom, boom, boom, his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and emotions such as excitement, confusion, ecstasy, and doubt surged out like a tide.

Why would a great man from the other side of the world lend him the Huangliang pillow?

After encountering the immortal fate that he had been pursuing for so long, it actually surpassed the sum of all his previous expectations!

How many people in the world have encountered the person from the other side of the world?

While his mind was wandering, the Buddha of the Worldly Free King put his hands together, bowed to Meng Qi, silently crossed his legs, and sat cross-legged again, looking thoughtful, without his usual carefree smile, and the divine messenger holding the scepter did not dare to be rude, for fear that Meng Qi would find an excuse to sacrifice the Three Treasures Ruyi or Overlord's Absolute Sword.

In the past, Yuanshi Tianzun was shameless enough to bully the weak and protect his shortcomings to the extreme. The current Yuanshi Tianzun would probably not give in much, and there was no need to test him with his life.

He restrained his expression, bowed solemnly, and then retreated with some trepidation.

Today's trip, on the one hand, was a demonstration to disintegrate the hearts of those who depended on Gao Lan, and on the other hand, it was to carry out the divine messenger's instructions to test the attitudes of other big figures on the other side towards re-establishing the Great Zhou and reviving humanity. This can be seen from the powerful and powerful people they sent.

Who would have thought that Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng would come directly to watch the ceremony in person, which was completely beyond the expectations of the acting divine messenger and himself!

If I had known this, I should not have come at all!

Ding!

At this moment, the sound of bells came from the palace complex in the center of Changmen Island, echoing melodiously for a full twelve times, connecting back and forth, resonating in a circle, creating a grand and solemn atmosphere.

Gao Lan, wearing a flat crown and a bright yellow robe, walked out of the hall, climbed up step by step, and came to a high platform.

With a clang, he drew out the Human Emperor Sword, and the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers descended, and it seemed that a magnificent scene of humanity throughout the heavens and the worlds was performed in a small space.

He looked around and spoke in a deep voice:

"My homeland has not been recovered yet, even if the Great Zhou is re-established, I dare not congratulate you!"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his pale golden long sword. Above the vast East China Sea, countless islands rose with the light of humanity, in different colors, one after another, and gathered in front of him to form a four-color seal, which seemed to have carved out most of the map of the East China Sea on all four sides!

With the luck added to him and humanity gathered again, Gao Lan looked at the mountain where the divine messenger holding the hut was, and when their eyes met, lightning and fire were born.

Where is my homeland? The empty hometown and the Buddhist kingdom on earth!

The divine messenger holding the hut leaned back slightly, his eyes became cold, and at this moment, he saw a golden light flying out from the reed tent of Ningbi Peak, surrounded by countless talismans, sacred and brilliant.

Gao Lan stretched out his left hand and caught the golden light, which turned out to be a bamboo whip with talismans and patterns, full of merits, and exuding the breath of depriving the authority of the gods.

"God-beating whip!" The divine envoy holding the hu shrank subconsciously, and his breath fluctuated, as if he had met his natural nemesis, which made many immortals watching the ceremony look at each other in surprise.

In the reed tent, Meng Qi spoke majestically:

"With this whip in hand, you can beat all evil gods."

Hearing this, Zhu Long Zhenren and others suddenly realized that this might be the legendary God-beating whip, and the Conferred God List was taken away by the Mother of No Life. The divine envoy holding the hu has the current realm and strength, most likely thanks to his help!

No wonder he is so afraid of the God-beating whip!

Tan Ping was dazzled and thinking about thousands of things, when he suddenly heard a Buddhist chant:

"Namo Amitabha, the donor has a deep wisdom and is predestined with my Buddhist sect. I wonder if you are willing to follow me to practice Buddhism?"

Following the voice, Tan Ping looked over in astonishment, and happened to see the ancient giant Buddha tilting his head and smiling at him.

The Buddha of the Worldly Free King!

He wants to accept him as a disciple?