All the saints competed to promote their disciples for the Heavenly Court god, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a while.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who was sitting high on the cloud bed, frowned imperceptibly, and the indifferent voice of heaven sounded again. Although it was not high-pitched, it instantly overwhelmed all the noise.
"Quiet."
Just two words, containing the majesty of the supreme heaven, made Primordial, Tongtian, Zhunti and others blushing, their hearts trembled, and they had to restrain their voices and sit down again.
Hongjun's eyes fell on Haotian and Yaochi, who were slightly cramped next to them, and he said calmly.
"Since you are the Emperor of Heaven, Queen Mother, you should have the majesty to rule the three realms."
Follow your words!
Hongjun waved his sleeves, and a majestic and indescribably majestic power of heaven instantly enveloped Haotian and Yaochi.
Under the baptism of this power, the two men's figures increased and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Haotian's immature face quickly faded away, turning into a majestic and steady middle-aged face with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, full of imperial aura. His whole body naturally revealed an imperial demeanor that ruled the heavens and was in charge of Qiankun. Although his cultivation was still insufficient, the personality and majesty of the Emperor of Heaven had begun to take shape.
Yaochi also transformed from a girl into a beautiful fairy with a phoenix hairpin and rosy hair, graceful and noble, and a mother-in-law to the world, standing side by side with Haotian.
Immediately afterwards, Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke again, his voice was still calm, but he gave him a valuable treasure.
" When Heavenly Court is first established, it is necessary to have a treasure to suppress the luck and sort out the yin and yang."
With a flick of his finger, three extremely bright streams of light flew out and fell into the hands of Haotian, one sword, one mirror and one tower.
It was later Haotian's Three Treasures.
Haotian Sword, Haotian Mirror, Haotian Pagoda.
Then, Hongjun turned his eyes to Yaochi, and a spiritual root phantom exuding the essence of innate Yimu and majestic vitality appeared. There were numerous fruits hanging on the branches, and the fragrance was fragrant.
"This is Innate Spiritual Root Peach Tree of Immortality, and it will be given to Yaochi and take root in Heavenly Court. The Flat Peach it will bring can prolong your life and improve your cultivation. It will be of great benefit to you and others to gather the gods and gods to hold Peach Banquet."
Several treasures are the top spiritual treasures and spiritual roots of Primordial World, especially Haotian's Three Treasures, which is closely related to the authority of the Emperor of Heaven and is the cornerstone of suppressing Heavenly Court's Fortune!
Hongjun's move undoubtedly laid a solid foundation for the nascent Heavenly Court, and also showed Heaven's support for Heavenly Court's reconstruction.
Haotian and Yaochi felt their own changes and the majestic power coming from the heavy treasure in their hands. They were so excited that they quickly bowed and saluted with a trembling voice.
"Haotian (Yaochi) thanks me for the gift! I will live up to my expectations, reorganize Heavenly Court, and sort out Qiankun!"
Hongjun nodded slightly, said nothing more, glanced at the saints below, and said calmly.
"This is done, you can go on your own."
As soon as he finished speaking, his blurry figure began to fade slowly, and finally, together with the cloud bed, completely disappeared into the Zixiao Palace, as if he had never appeared before.
Dao Ancestor left, and the invisible sense of depression in the Zixiao Palace immediately dissipated a lot.
The saints had different expressions, and their eyes were once again focused on the new emperors Haotian and Queen Mother Yaochi.
Haotian took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down his turbulent mood, put on the warmest and most majestic smile on his face, and bowed his hands to the saints.
"Haotian is deeply loved by the teacher and is regarded as the emperor of heaven. In the future, Heavenly Court will be reorganized. I still need your support and help from all Martial Brother and senior sisters."
He maintains a very low profile, hoping to establish a good relationship with these top Primordial World beings and reduce obstacles for him to take charge of Heavenly Court in the future.
However, most of his responses were cold and perfunctory.
Primordial Heavenly Venerate just glanced at him indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant junior, hummed, didn't even bother to say anything more, and turned into a ray of clear light and disappeared outside the Zixiao Palace.
In his eyes, Haotian is just a puppet designated by the teacher. What matters is how to stuff Chan Sect Disciple into Heavenly Court. As for Haotian himself, he is not worthy of handing over Primordial Heavenly Venerate.
Sect Master Tongtian actually laughed and patted Haotian on the shoulder, looking quite "affectionate".
"Junior brother Haotian, don't worry! I, Interception Sect, don't have much else, I just have a lot of talents! I'll ask them to come to heaven to help you later!"
His tone was bold, but there was no sincerity in his eyes. After speaking, he turned into sword light and left.
Lao Tzu didn't even look at Haotian. The figure quietly disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Western Jieyin and Zhunti stayed for a while, Zhunti's face was full of smiles.
"Congratulations to Junior Brother Haotian, Congratulations to Junior Brother Haotian! I, the West, will definitely support you!"
It's just that only they themselves know what is hidden behind that "support".
The two of them quickly drove away in golden light.
In the blink of an eye, only Haotian, Yaochi, and Nuwa, Qingxuan, and Houtu were left in the Zixiao Palace.
Haotian looked at the empty palace, the forced smile on his face gradually stiffened, and a trace of loneliness and bitterness flashed in his eyes.
How could he not know the thoughts of these saints?
What they value is Heavenly Court's luck and power, not Haotian himself.
In the eyes of the saints, he, the Emperor of Heaven, is probably not fundamentally different from the gatekeeper boy.
At this moment, Qingxuan walked over with a smile, and Nuwa and Houtu followed slowly.
"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Haotian and fellow Daoist Yaochi."
Qingxuan smiled and cupped his hands, his attitude seemed much more sincere than that of other saints.
"Emperor of Heaven, Queen Mother, has a noble personality and great responsibility. Thank you for your hard work in the future."
When Haotian and Yaochi saw that it was Qingxuan, they quickly returned the gift and did not dare to neglect.
They knew very well that although this Immortal Venerable Qing Xuan was Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal and not Heavenly Dao Sage, his methods and strength were unfathomable, and even the saints were quite afraid of him. Moreover, he was not only a disciple of Saint Nuwa, but also a good friend of Empress Houtu, and even more so, Human Dao Guardian.
"The Immortal Lord's words are serious, Haotian is frightened."
Haotian smiled bitterly.
"I'm afraid you Martial Brother..."
Qingxuan waved his hand, interrupted him, and said pointedly.
"The position is taken by oneself, not given by others. Heavenly Court rules the three realms and has its own laws and majesty. Since Daoist friends have assumed this position, they must shoulder this responsibility."
He paused, looked at Haotian's somewhat confused eyes, and smiled.
"If you encounter any difficulties or want to find someone to talk to, you can come to Creation Heaven to find me. Maybe I can give you some different suggestions."
These words made both Haotian and Yaochi startled, and then their eyes showed gratitude.
At a time when all the saints were indifferent, Qingxuan's words were like providing help in a timely manner, giving them a glimmer of real support and warmth.
"Thank you Immortal Venerable Qing Xuan!"
Haotian saluted solemnly.
Nuwa also nodded slightly and said calmly.
"Heavenly Court and Human Race should meet in the future. I hope you will take care of yourself."
Although she does not interfere in Heavenly Court's affairs, she does not want Heavenly Court to become a tool to restrict Human Race.
Houtu also nodded slightly and said nothing.
Qingxuan smiled, said no more, and together with Nuwa and Houtu, turned into streamers and left Zixiao Palace.
In the empty hall, only Haotian and Yaochi were left.
"Yaochi"
Haotian took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually became firm.
"Let's go back to Heavenly Court! No matter what, we must stand up for this Heavenly Court!"
Yaochi nodded heavily, the two of them looked at each other, and with mixed feelings of anxiety and determination about the future, they left Zixiao Palace and headed towards the dilapidated Thirty-Three Heavens.