This time, several people learned the master, but no one suggested it again. Knowing that Hongjun said this, he already knew it. Instead of guessing, it would be better to just follow Hongjun's instructions.

Hongjun did not make things difficult for a few people and said directly: "Okay, let's confer Zhenyuanzi as the ancestor of the earth immortals, control the earth immortals in the world, and control the male immortals in the world, and Xihe is Taiyin. Now that Xihe has died, the Taiyin is Chang'e of the Moon Palace, and Changxi is the transformation of Xuanyin Qi. He immediately moved out the Taiyin star and named the Queen Mother of the West, and can live in the West Kunlun to control the female immortals in the world. And the saints have helped me manage the way of heaven, and the decree is like me, and they can control the immortals in the world, and even the cultivation of quasi-saints. If they do not have a rank, they will be controlled by the saints."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he looked back at Zhuang Xiong and said, "You guys will discuss it for now. I will go back and prepare for it. I will rebuild the Heavenly Court later, and Haotian will follow."

The saints hurriedly bowed to Hongjun, but no one knew that Hongjun actually deliberately left time for Zhuang Xiong.

Seeing that Hongjun had already left, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't know how long Hongjun would come back. He hurriedly pulled Nuwa and explained Fuxi's affairs. He knew that Nuwa just nodded lightly and said, "I believe in the friendship between fellow Taoists and my brother. I feel relieved to leave this matter to fellow Taoists. If you need my cooperation and help, just ask someone to come to me, I will rely on everything."

Although Nuwa said it happily, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but frown. He wanted to be something that Nuwa was worried about and cooperated or not? Instead, could Nuwa really be indifferent to this? Even if his brother passed away, he seemed so indifferent? What happened? What caused such a big change in Nuwa's temperament?

Although Zhuang Xiong was confused, the time was tight, so he couldn't ask more questions. He could only temporarily put himself in his heart. He nodded but turned to Sanqing. I first smiled and said, "You silly bear are a blessing, even if the teacher is willing to give you plenty."

Zhuang Xiong just smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I don't know when the teacher will come back, but I have some things to ask several fellow Taoists for help. I hope they can help."

Tongtiandao: "Since it is your silly bear business, what else can you ask for? Even if we say that, our friendship and cause and effect have been intertwined for a long time, how can we distinguish so clearly?"

I and Yuanshi couldn't help but nodded. It would be fine if they just discussed the truth together, but the path to becoming a saint and even the division of families had already traces of Zhuang Xiong's participation. This was obviously no longer a brother but better than a brother, but he didn't need to be so polite.

Zhuang Xiong nodded and said, "How come I don't know the truth? But these things are very important to me, so I'm just talking solemnly. By the way, are you separated? But why do I still hear that they are still temples in the prehistoric world? Haven't you lived in temples opened in the prehistoric world? Have you taken disciples? Have you told them about my affairs? Don't mess with me then. If he doesn't know me, I won't be polite. I don't care if he is a junior, and I'll beat him first."

But I frowned and said, "I will talk about this question later. Isn't you urgent? Tell me about your affairs first before mentioning it."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel sweaty and quickly said, "Friend Taoist said that the first thing is the soul resentment of the human race. Although Di Jun killed countless human races, I followed him and attacked the heavenly court. He had no time to refine the soul and resentment of the human race, nor did he have time to cast the witch-slaying sword. Therefore, I concluded that the soul resentment of the soul must be somewhere in the heavenly court. However, when I left with the Taoist Ancestor, I had no time to check it. I was afraid that I could not follow the reconstruction of the heavenly court later. Therefore, I had to trouble several fellow Taoists and search for the soul resentment of the human race and hand it over to Zhuang Zhou or Cang Xiong for treatment."

I nodded and said, "I almost forgot about this moment. If I say that I am also the leader of the People's Cult, I should be responsible for it. Although this matter was mentioned by a fellow Taoist, it is my business, and I should be the one who said that it was my fault if it was a worker."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and said, "The second thing is Fuxi. Fuxi died this time, but with his blessing, it should not be like this. I have gathered his soul and handed it over to Cang Xiong. When Fuxi turned around, he should be reincarnated as a human race, use his Eight Trigrams to benefit the human race, resolve cause and effect for the demon race, and achieve the supreme emperor. My fellow Taoist is the leader of the Human Cult, but you still have to decide at this time."

I looked at Zhuang Xiong deeply and said, "This matter is unreliable, but since you, the silly bear, Fuxi's previous relationship with us was pretty good, so let's settle this matter. Then you can ask the Cang Xiong to come to me with Fuxi's residual soul."

Zhuang Xiong nodded and suddenly laughed, "Can you talk about it now? Why are you in the Eight Scenery Palace, Yuxu Palace, and Jinao Island Biyou Palace? Instead of Taiqingtian, Yuqingtian, Shangqingtian?"

The Sanqing looked at each other a few times, but Tongtian said, "Of course we live in Sanqingtian, but we need to teach on behalf of our teachers. Therefore, there is also a palace in the prehistoric world and disciples to take care of it. On weekdays, we only live in Sanqingtian, but sometimes we still need to manifest it in the palace. So we simply built a passage to build a phantom of the residence in chaos in the palace, and the space is connected, so we can come and go freely. Hehe, although I don't understand it, you, you, are also proficient in space magical powers, and you can understand it?"

Zhuang Xiong vaguely understood that it was similar to making a projection in the prehistoric world with the small world that was about to be opened up in chaos, and staying in the chaos on weekdays, but once something happens in the prehistoric world, the phantom in the prehistoric world can be immediately materialized. Through some law, everything in the small world will come to the prehistoric world with the small world, including the master of the small world.

Zhuang Xiong nodded and said, "So that's the case. Okay, you must have accepted disciples. Needless to say, but, just like I said, let's talk about my appearance to your disciples, and Cang Xiong's appearance. After a while, he may walk in the prehistoric world more often, otherwise, if he doesn't recognize us, don't complain if he is beaten."

Yuan Shi looked at Zhuang Xiong carefully, smiled bitterly, and said, "Who knows whether your words are true or false? I always think that you already know who our disciples are, and even know their temperament better than us."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but say in surprise: "Why do you think so? After all, the uncertainty at this time is all up to your wishes. Even a slight change may be a completely different result. How could I know?"

I looked at Zhuang Xiong and turned to Yuan Shi and said, "Second brother, don't pay attention to him, even if he doesn't know at this time, he will know everything when he turns around with his three-eyed and six-ear magical powers. If he hits your disciple, it's either your disciple should hit him, or he did it on purpose."

Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "So I said, I want you to tell your disciples how I look. I know that I don't have any master image, and I won't say that I am a Taoist martial arts, right? If they accidentally provoke me, what should you do? Don't teach me a lesson? Where can I put my own face? I'm teaching you a lesson? I'm afraid of hurting your relationship. Instead of worrying about this difficult situation, it's better to throw the problem to you. Anyway, you are teachers and should teach disciples these things. I'd better just do whatever you should do, without taking it into consideration."

I'm better, after all, there is only one disciple and a calm temperament. Yuan Shi and Tongtian looked at each other and understood what they should teach their disciples. In fact, it's not just Zhuang Xiong? There are really many great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world. Some people may also try their best to give the saints face, but sometimes the disciples do too much. Some great supernatural powers are in a dilemma, but they fight back in anger.

In fact, it is really easy to understand at this time, that is, Yuan Shi Tongtian has not thought about this problem. After all, saint disciples are inevitably arrogant. As teachers, they are unwilling to always suppress their disciples' temperament. However, everything should not be too far-fetched. One is that they are not good at heart, but they are afraid that they will provoke great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world and cause trouble for themselves. Especially for Zhuang Xiong, who has no aura at all. Walking in the prehistoric world is no different from ordinary people. It is fine if the supernatural powers are amazing, but they are still a hot temper. If the disciple really provokes him, he may not give face to many people.

Yuan Shi and Tongtian figured it out, and they couldn't help but nodded, saying, "I won't thank you for your advice. I've gotten used to it anyway. However, if you know a disciple, I'll just ask for a lesson, but don't hurt your life."

Zhuang Xiong pretended to be serious and thought for a while, and asked, "How many disciples do you each have?"

Yuan Shi Tongtian was shocked. Yuan Shi said first: "There are only eighteen disciples in front of me, including the registered ones and two knowing boys." Tongtian said: "I originally had only eight hundred disciples, but I took over the remaining demon clan in the Heavenly Court as registered ones, but now I should have nearly 3,900 disciples."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Do you want me to take care of all your 3,900 disciples? How can I remember so many? Also, do you know how many arrogant people are there? Do I have to give in to them? Then how can I walk through the prehistoric world?"
Chapter completed!