The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 125: Each one is divided into great positions, and the way of heaven reveals omens

Mingyu said that he would bring Yun Zhongzi and the Antarctic Immortal to Buzhou Mountain to open his eyes. At this moment, the Antarctic Immortal really opened his eyes. Although he didn't understand what Mingyu and others said about the 1,290 Luo thrones, so many people gathered in Buzhou Mountain today, obviously to divide these honors.

In the ancient world, there are not only twenty-seven people here who have magical powers as bright as jade. The three thousand people who listened to the message in Zixiao Palace were all excluded, which shows the power of the gods present.

After Mingyu said that he wanted the sixteenth position, he stopped talking and waited for everyone to make a decision. Zhen Yuanzi was alone in his family and did not start a sect or compete for luck. First of all, he nodded and agreed that Mingyu should take the sixteenth position.

"My Taoist friends want sixteen honorary positions, but I have no objection. I, the Wuzhuang Temple, is not involved in cause and effect, and I do not cause trouble. The honorary positions I want are of little use, and I only need three. I wonder what you fellow Taoists think?"

"Good!" Taoist Tongtian immediately nodded in praise. Master Xuanyin and Taoist Chunyang Taoist Minghe had a deep friendship with Mingyu. Seeing Taoist Tongtian nodding, they all expressed their kindness and agreed that Mingyu would take the sixteenth position.

"The poor Taoist is not greedy for more. I only need nine to match the number in heaven!" Taoist Taiqing said, and he agreed to the number Mingyu asked for. Mingyu returned the favor, nodded and said with a smile: "I have no objection, I have one thousand, two hundred and ninety-six honors, and fellow Taoists can only take nine, no more, no less!"

Mingyu has already agreed, plus the three Qing Dynasties have great magical powers. The disciples are all people with deep foundations. Sooner or later they will achieve something, and they all agree because they don't want to offend Sanqing.

Yuanshi Taoist asked for thirty-six positions, and Tongtian even asked for seventy-two. One hundred and seventeen honorary positions belong to Taoist Sanqing.

When Taoist Zhunti saw this, he immediately became anxious. He winked at Taoist Jie Yin frequently, but Taoist Jie Yin ignored him as if he hadn't seen him. Taoist Zhunti felt anxious and immediately said: "I am a poor Taoist brother who lives in the western world and has insufficient natural resources. One thousand two hundred and nine ** Luo Zun will take the 108th place. What do you think, fellow Taoists?"

After hearing Zhunti's words, Di Jun suddenly looked towards him. He snorted with a gloomy face: "Fellow Taoist is too greedy. One hundred and eight honorable positions are too many. Fellow Taoists say that the Western world is inherently deficient. How can it bear the one hundred and eight Great Luo Jinxian? Aren't you afraid of this?" If the luck of the Western world cannot protect you, will you get into trouble?"

Although there are twenty-seven comrades present here, there are no more than a hundred disciples at most. However, one mouth requires more than a hundred. If they are really allocated like this, in the end, there will probably not be a few demon gods left in the demon clan. In the poor land of the Western world, except for the two Jieyin and Zhunti, there is nothing else. How can we get one hundred and eight.

Seeing Emperor Jun's objection, the Twelve Ancestral Witches all shook their heads, "This is unreasonable. There are thousands of honorable positions, but two Taoist friends only take one hundred and eight, which is not much. The poor Taoist brothers and others have no objection!"

Taoist Sanqing glanced at Di Jun and agreed. This time the demon clan did not gain the upper hand. When Di Jun saw this, he sat there with a livid face and said nothing. Taiyi glanced at the Taoists present and knew that the demon clan was jealous and might not be liked by the Taoists because they were too strong. He had no choice but to nod in agreement and give up the position of 108 in the Western Realm.

"Since fellow Taoist said this, I am a poor Taoist and will not be a bad person, so I allow it to my fellow Taoist. However, the hundreds of millions of members of our demon tribe have also refined three hundred and sixty-five star flags, which require an integer of four hundred. Don't you have it? Opinion?"

Taoist Chunyang suddenly interrupted Taiyi, "I will take the number ninety-nine for the poor Taoist, eighty-one, no more, no less!" Xuanyin immediately responded: "I will also take the number eighty-one for the poor Taoist!"

"Pindaoju and Netherworld Blood Sea want to take eighty-one!"

"Good!" Everyone agreed in unison.

Seeing that Taoist Hongyun was silent, Mingyu suddenly asked him: "How are you fellow Taoists? Why can't you say a word?" Hearing Mingyu's question, Taoist Hongyun laughed: "Pin Taoist Residence and Huoyun Cave, Neither accepting disciples nor establishing a sect, what's the use of this? But since the Taoist mentioned it, the poor Taoist will also take the seventy-two!"

"Although my witch clan does not cultivate Yuan Shen, I still want to take one or twelve positions. Do you fellow Taoists have any objections?" Di Jiang smiled and said to the Taoists.

At this time, when it comes to the distribution of honorable positions, it doesn’t matter whether there are more or less Wu clans. All the Taoists nodded and concluded. One thousand, two hundred and ninety-six seats were allocated to nearly one thousand by the twenty-seven people sitting there in a matter of seconds.

Mingyu saw that everyone was satisfied and knew that the distribution was basically successful. I am not afraid of them going back on their word. Everyone here is very lucky, and their words are followed and their words become the constitution. As soon as the words are spoken, there will be a divine response.

"Fellow Taoists, may you still have doubts? If not, this matter will be concluded. We will make an oath together, and heaven and earth will learn from it!"

After hearing Mingyu's words, everyone had different expressions and kept thinking. After a long time, they all agreed. Everyone raised their palms and swore an oath, and the positions of Daluo were assigned.

Just as everyone raised their hands and finished swearing, a thunder suddenly sounded in the void. After the thunder, a purple energy appeared and turned into twenty-seven parts that fell on the altar of the one who swore the oath.

Mingyu couldn't help but frown and looked up at the sky. Unexpectedly, this oath also contained signs from heaven. It seemed that there was another mystery in it. While thinking about this matter, Zhen Yuanzi, Sanqing and others glanced at Mingyu one by one.

Sensing someone looking at her, Mingyu turned around and nodded slightly to the Taoists. The Taoists all smiled and looked away from the sky.

After the official meeting at Buzhou Mountain was over, the Twelve Ancestor Wu felt that Rui's stay was not interesting, so he stood up and said goodbye to everyone. Before leaving, Hou Tu suddenly bowed to Mingyu and invited Mingyu: "We have something to do here. Do you want to go back to Yingtai? Why don't you come with us to the Ancestral Witch Hall as a guest? How do you feel about it?"

Mingyu stood up and bowed to Houtu, shaking his head. "I'm afraid it won't work this time. Zixiao Palace preaches every three thousand years, and Pindao doesn't dare to be distracted. Furthermore, these two incompetent disciples under Pindao's sect must be urged to practice their lessons. If there is a chance in the future, I will go to Ancestor again. Wu Dian talks to all fellow Taoists!"

Seeing Mingyu's refusal, Houtu was a little disappointed. She originally wanted to thank Mingyu in person. Mingyu passed down the art of millet millet from the witch clan and was a great favor to the witch clan. The invitation was declined by Mingyu, Hou Tu bowed his fist and said nothing again.

"Since this is the case, Taoist fellow Taoist, I won't force you to do anything. I'll say goodbye now and see you later!"

Mingyu bowed his hands and said to Hou Tu and others, "See you later!"

After the ancestral witches left, Taoist Sanqing did not want to stay here any longer. After saying goodbye to all the Taoists, he returned to Kunlun Mountain with his disciples. Upon seeing this, Mingyu knew that the Buzhoushan gathering had come to an end.

"Brother Chunyang Taoist, why don't you go to Yingtai with Pindao, just for a while, what do you think, Taoist brother?" Mingyu invited Taoist Chunyang. The two had not seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years, and after meeting again in Zixiao Palace, they also parted in a hurry. Mingyu took this opportunity to invite everyone to visit Yingtai.

Taoist Chunyang raised his hands and thanked Mingyu: "Brother Taoist, how dare you refuse Chunyang? I'm going to my Taoist's scenic spot to take in the scenery." After saying this, Taoist Chunyang looked at Xuanyin and Minghe. The second said, "If you two fellow Taoists want to return to the cave, why not go to Yingtai together. I am waiting for you to take this opportunity to walk around a lot."

The Taoists decided to go to Yingtai Mountain as guests, and said goodbye to Di Jun and other demon clans one by one. Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun each planned to return to the cave.

"It's over here. I have to go back to the temple to meditate. I'll meet all the fellow Taoists again when I give a sermon in Zixiao Palace next time." Zhen Yuanzi looked around and bowed to all the Taoists before saying goodbye. A cloud flew away.

Mingyu watched Zhen Yuanzi leave, waved his sleeves, and stood above the cloud light with Yun Zhongzi Antarctic Immortal. Looking at Di Jun and others, he raised his hands and clasped his fists, "I'm a poor Taoist, go ahead, and my fellow Taoists will walk slowly on the road!"

A group of people left Mount Buzhou on clouds one after another. The scene that had been very lively just a moment ago was gone in the blink of an eye.

More than a month later, Mingyu returned to Yingtai Mountain again. The cloud light fell directly in front of the Wuliang Golden Palace in Yingtai Mountain, and I looked at the detailed cloud light in the distance. Mingyu waved his hand and a golden light came out, from Wuliang Golden Palace to the front of Yingtai Mountain. After a few breaths passed, Taoists fell one after another on the ground paved with golden light.

All the visitors looked at Yingtai Mountain and clicked their tongues. I had heard about the name of Sanxian Mountain overseas a long time ago, but today I visited it in person and realized that the rumors outside were untrue. Standing on Yingtai Mountain and looking around, spiritual energy is floating around like clouds. There is a mountain path formed by white jade steps, lined with green pines and cypresses. Baoguanghuaqi overflows from the crown of the tree, and the auspicious air is like silk and ribbon.

At the top of Lingshan Mountain, a golden palace stands on it, with several cranes and sacred birds flying in front of the palace. The sound of singing came from the mountain, clear and sweet, like fairy music and heavenly music.

"A good place, a good place. It is indeed worthy of the name of the Three Immortals Mountain Overseas. I wonder how it compares with Taoist friend Xuanyin Cave?" Chunyang Taoist was full of praise and asked Master Xuanyin about the difference between this place and the cave.

Although Yingtai Mountain is only a thousand miles away, each one has its own unique scenery. The eyes of all those who come to Yingtai Mountain are brightened. They never expected that there are such good places overseas.

Mingyu ordered the two boys of Jinyang and Yinyue to entertain the disciples brought by Xuanyin and Chunyang. After settling them down, they allowed these juniors to play by themselves. The four paths bowed to each other and entered the Wuliang Golden Palace.

Sitting in the golden palace, Mingyu and others expressed their feelings to each other and talked about Taoism. All four people participated in the second sermon in Zixiao Palace. It is impossible to say that there is no understanding in three thousand years. The gods of Buzhou Mountain have appointments, show Dharma and discuss Tao, but all have reservations. At this moment, the four of them were sitting in the Wuliang Golden Palace, there were no outsiders, and they had no worries about talking.

As the Four Paths began to talk, Chunyang Taoist suddenly said: "Fellow Taoist's magic weapon can attract the light of the stars in the sky and connect the energy of the earth. I wonder if it is related to the star array of the demon clan?"

Mingyu looked at Taoist Chunyang with a puzzled expression, wondering why he suddenly asked such a question. "Fellow Taoist, are you still interested in the Star Formation?" Mingyu asked in surprise.

"It takes three hundred and sixty-five Da Luo Jinxian to set up this formation, and its power can be imagined. I really don't dare to take the demon clan lightly!" As soon as Taoist Chunyang finished speaking, all the Taoists had expressions on their faces. Once it sinks, something doesn’t look good.

Taoist Minghe snorted to Mingyu and the others unhappily: "We all heard that the Fengqi Mountain demon clan is at odds with Heaven. I don't care about the internal affairs of this demon clan. But Fuxi shouldn't give any advice. What kind of star flags can be refined in the Heavenly Court to increase the arrogance of the demon tribe by a few points. I wonder if there will be any danger to our lineage of Qi Refiners after the Heavenly Court has this formation?"

"Hehehe..." Mingyu suddenly laughed when he heard Taoist Minghe complaining about Fuxi, shook his head and said to Taoist Minghe: "Fengqi Mountain is at odds with Heaven, but Fuxi is a demon clan after all. His subordinates are also There are two Daluo Jinxian Taoist demon saints. This grievance is really nameless, and those who are not of my race must have different intentions. Please bear this in mind!"