On the Fengchan platform, Zhang Yuanding spoke at an extremely fast speed, and the cracks in the void on the top of Mount Tai became larger and larger, and the entire sky seemed to be on fire.

Every time he conferred a title on a person, civil servants and generals would salute and thank him. After that, a general would jump out from Yang Xingzhou's chessboard. After thanking Yang Xingzhou, he would sink into the ground under the guidance of Bixia Yuanjun and escape into the Golden Sea of ​​the East China Sea.

Ao Dao, meet your leader.

They, Zhou Tianzhengshen, were all disciples of the former Shangqing leader. However, at the turn of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, a thousand-five-hundred-year-old massacre of the twelve golden immortals affected them. As a result, their fates came to an end and they died one after another.

, was named the Zhengshen of Zhoutian by Lu Shang, who was in charge of heavenly matters and herded all the tribes on earth.

After all, there are good and bad gods and demons in the sky, gods and demons. They can strike evil people with lightning and kill evil spirits, but they can also send down plague, water and fire to punish all living beings.

But no matter whether it is a god or a demon, after being named Zhou Tian Zhengshen, he cannot be free, he has no body, his magical powers are limited, and his magic power is difficult to achieve, and it is difficult to make any progress after many years of practice.

Some great masters who had attained Taoism since the Emperor's reign ended up with the body of a Yin God. Their souls were immobilized by the list of gods, making it difficult to escape.

It wasn't until Yang Xingzhou came to this world that they had a turning point.

When Yang Xingzhou was attracting the thunder to refine weapons in Fujian, he had already attracted the attention of a certain being. When Yang Xingzhou was pulling the thunder, that being had already reached a deal with Yang Xingzhou.

After that, Yang Xingzhou fought against the Six Monks and Six Paths, causing a huge commotion in Lingshan, which attracted the attention of gods and demons all over the sky, but also caused many people to ignore many things, such as Zhang Yuanding's rebellion, the movement of the Ziwei Star, and the shaking of the Emperor's Star. Somehow they identified Zhang Yuanding

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For example, Yang Xingzhou's physical training skills, formation skills, external incarnation skills, and the skills currently practiced in the real body retreat all have the shadow of the guidance of the master behind him.

Even the chessboard in front of Yang Xingzhou was specially made by someone else and was secretly given to him.

However, he was able to operate the chessboard so smoothly, and just a clone could achieve such a level of cultivation. Even the beings who came to meihui were greatly surprised, and became somewhat interested in his origins.

On the Fengchan stage, the master of the ceremony was speaking faster and faster. After he had conferred dozens of servants of the Yang Mansion and Yang Zhongdu as gods in the heavens, the 365 righteous gods had already been consecrated, and Yang Xingzhou held the chessboard in his hand.

It was already empty, with only real chess pieces falling on the board, and all the gods and demons that had been taken in before disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, these jade-like chess pieces are covered with runes flashing randomly, recording the exercises practiced by each Zhou Tian Zhengshen.

Since Yang Xingzhou had caught them out, they naturally had to leave something as a thank you gift, and these cultivation techniques were part of the thank you gift.

"alright!"

Yang Xingzhou put away the chessboard and looked at Han Dian opposite: "Brother Han, it's your turn to play!"

Han Dian was amazed: "Brother Yang, you are so generous!"

Yang Xingzhou chuckled and said: "What a trivial skill, nothing worth mentioning! Brother Han, please!"

Han Dian stopped talking, turned around and stepped forward. In an instant, he arrived in front of the Fengchan platform. He saw Zhang Yuanding standing on the Fengchan platform, looking down at the square in front of him: "Where is Han Dian?"

Han Dian cupped his fists and saluted: "I've met the Human King!"

Zhang Yuanding said: "Han Dian, you have lived in Beimang for a long time, commanded the Yin soldiers, gathered wandering souls from all directions, and your Yin skills are extremely great. I fought in the south and in the north, and many monks from Beimang Mountain followed me on the expedition. You have worked hard and achieved great results. You are the commander of Beimang Mountain.

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You are good at governing the underworld. I will make you the lord of Fengdu City, and you will forever control the underworld. You will lead the ghosts in Beimang Mountain, serve as the emperor of Fengdu's powerful ministers, govern the underworld, gather wandering souls, judge the good and evil of the past life, and rotate the souls, male and female again and again!"

Han Dian was overjoyed and said: "Thank you for your imperial edict. Han will definitely serve Emperor Fengdu in the Underworld to govern the underworld and prevent the underworld from causing chaos in the human world."

At this moment, the sky above was getting redder and redder, and flames and blood began to drip. Han Dian looked at the sky and laughed: "Sky fire and thunder, forget it! Han's five-flavored true fire needs these things to nourish

one time!"

He nodded to Zhang Yuanding, and suddenly flew up into the air. The person became bigger and bigger in the air, opened his big mouth, and took a sudden breath. Thunder and flames filled the sky, and he swallowed them all in one gulp. Then he touched the back of his head.

He measured the sky ruler and slapped it against the sky. All the cracks that had been cracked were smoothed out and almost restored to their original appearance.

There were only occasional bright lights flashing from the sky, but they were not as scary as the sky collapse just now.

After Han Dian finished his work, he let out a wild laugh, holding the Devil's Heart Bottle in his hand, and his body suddenly sank. After falling to the ground, he continued to sink and disappeared in a moment.

After he disappeared, Yang Xingzhou smiled, stood up and looked at Bixia Yuanjun who was standing next to him: "From now on, the empress will be popular in the future."

Bixia Yuanjun sighed: "In fact, incense was very prosperous in the past, but now if you offend the Great Heavenly Lord, you may be punished by being struck by lightning."

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Zhou Tian Xing Dou has already been granted the title by the emperor of the human race. Even if the Great Heavenly Lord wants to punish you, he may not be able to do it."

Bixia Yuanjun said no more and bowed to Yang Xingzhou: "In the Bixia Temple, the temple is too small to accommodate the great god. Senior, it's easy to leave without seeing him off."

Yang Xingzhou laughed loudly and left with his hands behind his back.

When they returned to the West Lake Yang Mansion, they saw a Taoist in red sitting on the side of the tea table in the living room. Seeing Yang Xingzhou arrive, he nodded: "Sit!"

Yang Xingzhou sat down opposite the Taoist, looked at the Taoist's face, his eyes flickered, and said, "Brother Taoist, how lucky you are to finally see your face today."

The Taoist in red smiled, picked up the teapot, poured a bowl of tea for Yang Xingzhou himself, and gently pushed the tea in front of Yang Xingzhou: "Please drink tea!"

Yang Xingzhou was flattered. He reached out to take the tea bowl and looked down at the tea. He saw that the tea looked like chaos. A small vortex slowly formed in the middle. In Yang Xingzhou's field of vision, the vortex became bigger and bigger, and it instantly occupied his entire mind.

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In the rotation of the vortex, Yang Xingzhou's mind also rotated with the vortex, and scenes from the chaotic ancient times kept flashing in the vortex. It seemed that the vortex carried Yang Xingzhou's mind through the ancient times, directly to the chaos, witnessing the creation of the world and experiencing the ancient times.

The vast world, thousands of things, and various thoughts were all revealed to Yang Xingzhou in the whirlpool.

After what seemed like endless years, Yang Xingzhou slowly came back to his senses. He moved his eyes away from the tea and looked to the opposite side, only to find that the Taoist in red on the opposite side had long since disappeared.

"Sure enough, magical powers have changed little in ancient and modern times, and Jiuqing Ziyan accounts for Jin'ao. Even in this shrinking world of immortals, you are still very amazing!"

Yang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment while holding the tea, going through all the inheritance he had received from the whirlpool in his mind. He laughed, drank the tea in one gulp, and looked at the boy in red who was peeping his head outside the hospital: "FireWire, what time is it now?"

Huo Xian said: "Master, you have been sitting here for thirty years. The protective light shrouds the courtyard. No one from outside can come in. Only the three of us can come in and out. Now Zhang Yuanding has abdicated and the new emperor is about to ascend the throne!"
Chapter completed!