Chapter 343: Three Islands Farewell
"Brother, why is Xuanming here again?"
Donghuang Taiyi was puzzled.
The Heavenly Court God-conferring Ceremony had just ended, why did Xuanming come here?
"Did she come here for help because she got some news about Dong Wanggong?"
Donghuang Taiyi was a little excited.
He was just like that.
It was hard to calm down the desire in his heart when it came to fighting.
Especially when facing Dong Wanggong.
This guy had provoked the Heavenly Court more than once or twice.
If there was a chance, Donghuang Taiyi would never let him go.
He would definitely lock him up in the Chaos Bell and refine him.
"Dong Wanggong escaped. He came here to report on the three islands."
Although Di Jun could not calculate where Dong Wanggong was, he could calculate why the ancestors came here.
"What?"
"Escaped!"
Donghuang Taiyi's pupils shrank, and there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes.
Did this lock-headed turtle actually run away?
"I'll go to the Lingxiao Palace to meet Xuanming first, and I'll tell you later."
After Di Jun said that, he walked out directly.
Donghuang Taiyi nodded hurriedly and stayed in Fusang Imperial Palace to wait.
Xuanming was waiting in Lingxiao Palace.
Suddenly, a divine light lit up from the throne.
Her face became serious, and she immediately stood up and looked up.
I saw a divine light surrounding the throne, and three thousand laws flowed, gathering around the flames and the imperial way.
It turned into three thousand divine rings, exuding a terrifying aura.
Di Jun's majestic body appeared on the throne of Lingxiao Palace.
"Greetings to the Emperor of Heaven!"
Xuanming stepped forward to salute.
"Xuanming Daoyou, please don't be polite. What's the matter with you?"
Di Jun waved his hand, lowered his eyes, and asked.
"Emperor of Heaven, my brother went to attack the Immortal Court, but the King of the East has already fled, leaving behind the three islands of Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou."
"My Wu clan has lived in the center of the prehistoric land for a long time, so I want to give this island to the Heavenly Court and let the Heavenly Court handle it to thank the Emperor of Heaven for his help several times."
Xuan Ming explained his purpose.
After saying this, Di Jun's face was normal, without much fluctuation.
"So that's the case, thank fellow Daoist Di Jiang for me."
Di Jun raised his mouth and said politely.
"Why does the Emperor of Heaven need to thank you?"
"You have helped my Wu clan a lot, we should thank you."
Xuan Ming smiled slightly, with a bit of gratitude on his face.
Di Jun has helped the Wu clan too much.
In the Netherworld ahead, he also helped.
How can this little thing be repaid?
"Daoyou, you are too kind."
"As creatures of the prehistoric world, we should help each other."
Di Jun knew that Xuanming was talking about the fact that he had rescued the eleven witch ancestors in the netherworld.
If he had been slower, he would have watched them being killed by Luohou.
At that time, the fortune of the witch clan would naturally belong to the heaven.
But Di Jun did not do that.
He used his divine power to block it and took the God-killing Spear.
"The Emperor of Heaven has a broad mind, Xuanming admires it!"
Xuanming complimented him again.
"Daoyou, you are too kind!"
Di Jun looked at Xuanming with a strange expression.
As an ancestor witch, Xuanming's compliments to him now, although there are real feelings in them, are a bit too much.
I am afraid he has other intentions.
As expected.
The two chatted for a few words, Xuanming licked his lips and looked at Di Jun, "Emperor of Heaven, I wonder if you have found a mythological world similar to the Fusang mythological world?"
The strength of the witch clan is very strong.
But when facing the saint level, it is really not enough.
Especially after losing the Twelve Dutian Gods and Demons Formation!
If it weren't for Di Jun's help, Hou Tu hid another drop of true blood in the six reincarnations.
The trip to the netherworld would probably have wiped out the ancestor witches.
Di Jiang arranged Xuan Ming to come here, although he didn't say it explicitly, but he also wanted Xuan Ming to ask Di Jun for help.
Because Xuan Ming and Zhu Rong were the pioneers who went to the Norse mythology world.
Zhu Rong had a bad relationship with Di Jiang because of his power expansion.
This kind of thing is not easy to leave to him.
So Xuan Ming was sent.
Xuan Ming also understood what his brother meant, and after a few words, he asked.
"This world is not so easy to find, and fellow Taoist should know it."
Di Jun hesitated slightly, pretending to be a little embarrassed.
Xuan Ming's eyes suddenly dimmed.
She also knew that this kind of world was really hard to find.
In addition, the relationship between the witch clan and Di Jun was not that level.
So she never spoke.
It was not until Emperor Jun helped and Hou Tu was given another position that they came to inquire.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Jun was still not found.
"But I will inform you as soon as there is news."
"But I hope you can understand that some things need to be kept secret and are also dangerous."
As soon as Emperor Jun said this, Xuan Ming's eyes lit up.
How could the Wu clan be afraid of danger?
If there is a road leading to the front, they will get through it with their lives!
"Of course I know."
Xuan Ming nodded heavily.
"You can go to the netherworld when you are free. Although Hou Tu is the god of the earth in my heaven."
"But you can still govern the earth. It is best for both sides to communicate with each other and jointly govern the earth."
"And maybe Emperor Hou Tu has some advice."
Emperor Jun raised the corner of his mouth and pointed out a way out.
He would not take the initiative to tell the Wu clan what to do.
But he could let Emperor Hou Tu go and tell the Wu clan.
Xuan Ming's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he nodded heavily.
"In that case, Xuanming bids farewell!"
Xuanming left the Lingxiao Palace with an expectant look on his face.
Di Jun's body slowly disappeared and reappeared in the Fusang Imperial Palace.
Donghuang Taiyi was still waiting.
Seeing Di Jun appear, he hurried forward.
"Big brother!"
Donghuang Taiyi stepped forward.
"You go to find Tongtian Daoyou in person, and just tell him that the three islands in the East China Sea have now returned to the Heavenly Court, and give him the Penglai Fairy Island as a Taoist temple."
Di Jun ordered.
"Big brother means..."
"This person is not bad, and it is worth making friends with."
"Yes, Tongtian Saint is straightforward."
Donghuang Taiyi nodded heavily.
Although this person participated in the three saints' joint attack on his eldest brother.
But Donghuang Taiyi also knew that he couldn't get over the face between brothers.
Both brothers went up, and if he didn't go up, it would be really embarrassing.
Donghuang Taiyi also knew this kind of brotherly love.
He didn't have much malice towards Tongtian Jiaozhu.
Donghuang Taiyi had no objection to sending the island over now.
"Go!"
Di Jun waved his hand.
When Dong Wanggong came back, the God-killing Spear would naturally be refined, and he could go to the Greek mythology world.
"Yes!"
Donghuang Taiyi agreed and left immediately.
Di Jun took out the God-killing Spear at this time.
This spear is 16 feet long, black and smooth, with no divine patterns engraved on it.
The material is very special, and it contains a lot of divine power.
The tip of the spear is divided into three edges, and each edge has a small blood groove.
It is said to be a magic weapon, but it is more like a weapon.
Di Jun waved it, and the sound of whistling wind sounded.
The Emperor Tower flew out from above his head, and a series of light curtains fell, covering the God-killing Spear.
This is the treasure space of this treasure that can be probed with divine thoughts. (End of this chapter)