Chapter 222 Thirty-Three Heavens

Heaven, Thirty-three Heavens.

Heaven started to prepare early today.

The sky was full of colorful clouds floating in the void, and the crystal clear glazed wall tiles showed colorful colors, which was gorgeous.

The lotus pond next to the palace was clear and the silver scales were flying.

There were colorful flowers above the clouds, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Everyone in Heaven was wearing brocade dresses today, which was very impressive.

The Temple of the Sun,

The whole palace was decorated magnificently, and the festive atmosphere was overwhelming.

The red lanterns, colorful flags, and the bustling crowd of high-level people in Heaven formed a lively picture.

Emperor Jun stood on the high platform, and today he changed into a rather festive "Golden Crow Emperor Robe" with a gold background and red embroidery.

"Everyone, from today on, our Heavenly Court will welcome all Taoist friends, those who come to our Heavenly Court, and those who come to watch the ceremony." Emperor Jun said loudly:

"A thousand years later, it will be the day of our Heavenly Court, please prepare well."

"Hahahaha!" Shi Lie, wearing a red robe, laughed and showed a mouthful of golden teeth:

"Your Majesty, don't worry! I, the old lion, will definitely take care of everything for you!"

"Come on, old lion, hahahaha, it's your majesty who will take care of it for you!" Gui Che laughed and teased.

"That's right." Ji Meng came up and put his arm around Gui Che's shoulders:

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's you, old lion. You've been with Shang Yang for only a few years, and you've become yours."

"Hehe." Shi Lie smiled shyly:

"There's nothing I can do about it. I can only say that I, the old lion, am charming."

"Come on!" A middle-aged Taoist with cat ears sneered:

"I knew you were a stuffy person at the beginning."

"Hey!" Shi Lie blew his beard and glared:

"What do you mean, old sick cat! How am I stuffy?"

"Whoever says it knows!"

They were teasing each other on this side, and chatting and laughing on the other side.

At a banquet table, Kunpeng, Ziwei, and Yingzhao stood opposite each other.

"If we talk about wine, the nectar of our heaven is better." Ying Zhao smiled and raised the cup, bowed slightly to Ziwei and Kunpeng:

"Ying Zhao will first toast to the demon master and the emperor."

After saying that, Ying Zhao raised the cup and drank it all.

"The nectar is indeed good." Ziwei smiled and raised a cup:

"But I like the one made by Taoist Bai Ze better."

After saying that, Taoist Ziwei drank it all.

"Speaking of wine." Kunpeng's mouth corners slightly raised:

"You two should not have drunk the Fierce North, right?"

"Oh?" Yingzhao's eyes lit up:

"I have heard of it, I have heard of it. I was also the first in the northern border. The Fierce North of the Bear Clan is indeed quite famous. It's a pity that I have no chance to drink it."

"Aren't the Bear Clan also in the Heavenly Palace?" Taoist Ziwei blinked and asked with some doubt:

"And they have been brewing wine in the kitchen of the twenty-first heaven recently."

"There is this?" Yingzhao was slightly surprised:

"How come I don't know about this?"

"The demon god practices in the palace all day, it's normal not to know." Kunpeng smiled 'kindly':

"I'll go and see it later. Xiong Ba invited me to drink with him. I just made time recently."

Kunpeng's days in the Heavenly Palace... are very good.

Especially the identity of 'demon master', which adds a bit of freedom.

The longer he is in the Heavenly Palace, the more curious he is about Di Jun.

As the old saying goes, when you are curious about a man...

Of course, Kunpeng is not so abstract.

But after a long time in the Heavenly Palace, Kunpeng is also very puzzled by one thing.

How did Di Jun train these "borns" in the northern border to be so kind?

Kunpeng couldn't understand this at all.

Too much!

Di Jun can even do this?

He knows what kind of people these people were in the northern border.

As a result, when they came to the Heavenly Palace, they could still form this picture?

This made Kunpeng even more curious about Di Jun.

It seems that joining the Heavenly Palace is not a bad thing.

When Di Jun saw this scene, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and he smiled knowingly.

The most beautiful picture is just like this.

Our Heavenly Palace is thriving.

"Brother."

Taiyi walked up from Di Jun's side and spoke with a smile.

Di Jun turned his head slightly and chuckled: "Well, second brother is back, how do you feel? Are you adapting?"

"Uh..." Taiyi scratched his head:

"If it were normal, it would be fine, but now everyone calls me His Majesty Donghuang, which makes me a little uncomfortable. The second leader has gotten used to it."

"Hahahahaha." Di Jun laughed a few times, but he was still elegant:

"Just adapt slowly. Now that the Heavenly Court is on the right track, second brother, as the second in command of the Heavenly Court, you must adapt."

"Brother, what you said is true." Taiyi said with some displeasure:

"How can it be my turn in the Heavenly Court? Brother, you will always sit in this position."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I said the wrong thing." Dijun smiled gently, his eyes full of "pampering":

"But you have to adapt to it, second brother. What the Heavenly Court will face next is the sword that has been hanging in the sky."

"Yes!" Taiyi nodded solemnly:

"My Heavenly Court will attack with an invincible posture."

Taiyi looked proud, his eyes full of pride:

"My Heavenly Court has my elder brother, me, fellow Daoist Ziwei, demon master, and fellow Daoists Xihe and Changxi. In terms of strength, can we lose to the witch clan?"

The current strength of the Heavenly Court should not be underestimated.

Listen to this title.

The three emperors of the Heavenly Court, ‘Emperor Dijun’, ‘Emperor Taiyi of the East’, and ‘Emperor Ziwei’, as well as the demon master Kunpeng, the Taiyin God Xihe and Changxi, the ten demon gods Yingzhao and others.

There are eight real quasi-saints in the Heavenly Court alone!

This is not something that any quasi-saint of luck can compare to.

Especially Taiyi, whose strength can be said to be the strongest among these people, even better than the ancestor witch.

The sense of crisis of the witch clan is correct.

If the Heavenly Court really unites with the Immortal Court... During the period when Shebi Shi cannot be deployed, the witch clan cannot use that trump card and is really not an opponent.

After all, the Heavenly Court plus the Immortal Court occupy 90% of all living beings, and have long surpassed the three clans of the year.

"Don't be arrogant." Di Jun frowned:

"The strength of the witch clan cannot be underestimated. It is definitely not something that we can compare with. The ancestor witches... are also divided into strong and weak.

"Well, let's not talk about this for now, let's get busy first. ”

Just like Ziwei’s deduction.

The ancestor witches are also strong and weak.

In Ziwei’s deduction, Di Jun also had a general understanding.

Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin, these two are in a class of their own.

Hou Tu, Ju Mang, Gong Gong, and Zhu Rong are next.

The rest of the ancestor witches are next.

Shebi Shi… is either the last or the second to last among the ancestor witches.

“Brother is right.” Taiyi scratched his head:

“I will go and invite fellow Taoist Bai Ze.”

“No need.”

Bai Ze walked into the Temple of the Sun with a tired face:

“I am here, fellow Taoist Tai Yi will take me to the kitchen.”

“Hahahahahahaha, fellow Taoist Bai Ze is finally here.” Di Jun stepped down from the high platform, stepped forward quickly, and pulled up Bai Ze:

“Fellow Taoist Bai Ze, please take a rest first. I am sorry for tiring you again. Come, please come this way.”