Tongtian's thoughts turned and his eyes darkened slightly:
"If you have other conditions, I'm afraid you will offend Dao Ancestor this time."
He paused and his voice became deeper:
"Dao Ancestor Body Merged with Heavenly Dao, who is in charge of Great Wilderness Order, does not easily intervene in Sage disputes, but if someone violates Heavenly Dao Trend, he will not sit idly by."
"Although you have no plans left, Dao Ancestor is Dao Ancestor after all."
"Have you thought clearly about the appropriateness of this?"
Xuandu Hearing this, a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The smile was very light, but it revealed an unabashed calmness.
"Master."
Xuandu spoke in a calm voice:
"Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti."
"The four of them joined forces and set up a killing plan, hoping to completely wipe me out in a calamity."
"Nuwa has been killed by me, but the four of them are still alive."
He paused, his eyes slightly cold:
"Could it be that my disciple was exposed for nothing because of their plot?"
Tongtian heard this, his eyes flashed slightly.
He didn't speak, just looked at Xuandu quietly.
Xuandu continued:
"In the midst of calamity, Karma Entanglement."
"They sow the cause and they will reap the consequences."
"My disciples don't ask for all of them to be killed, but if they don't teach them a lesson and don't ask for some compensation..."
"In the future Great Wilderness, wouldn't everyone be able to plot against me Interception Sect?"
The last sentence is not loud, but every word is sonorous.
Tongtian After listening, there was silence for a moment.
Then he laughed.
The laughter was very light, but it carried an undisguised sense of relief.
"Okay."
Tongtian nodded:
"As expected of me, Tongtian's disciple."
"If you suffer a loss, you will naturally want to get it back."
He paused and his eyes fell on Xuandu:
"Then what compensation do you plan to ask for?"
Xuandu heard the words and slowly spit out three words.
"Kongtong Seal."
After the three words fell, there was a sudden silence in the Biyou Palace.
Tongtian pupils shrink.
He looked at Xuandu, Sword Light was flowing in his eyes, and he understood the key in an instant.
Kongtong Seal.
Human Race treasure, Innate Spiritual Treasure, contains Human Dao Destiny.
This treasure has existed since the birth of Human Race, carrying the past, present and future of Human Race.
Those who hold this seal can hold Human Race Fortune and be Human Emperor orthodox.
In the past, Laozi established Human Sect, held Kongtong Seal, and enjoyed Human Race Fortune before becoming a saint.
But now Human Sect is useless, Laozi was beaten by Xuandu to Saint Foundation, and his level plummeted to First Heaven Early.
The position of Human Sect Master has long existed in name only.
And that Kongtong Seal is still in the hands of Laozi.
"Kongtong Seal..."
Tongtian repeated these three words in a low voice, his eyes gradually brightening:
"This treasure is Human Race's most precious treasure, and it should have been controlled by Human Race Co-Lord."
"Laozi is no longer Human Sect Master. How can you continue to possess this treasure?"
He looked at Xuandu, his eyes full of approval:
"Okay! This thing is for you!"
Xuandu nodded slightly:
"This disciple also thinks so."
He paused and continued:
"What's more, Buzhou Mountain Collapsed, the sky is falling, Chaos Turbulence is pouring into Great Wilderness, and all life is in ruins."
"Although Dao Ancestor sits high on the Purple Heaven Palace and is in charge of Heavenly Dao, he cannot personally take action on Mend the Sky and Support the Heavens's affairs."
"Someone must supplement Heavenly Scar with Creation Divine Stone and support the four poles with Black Tortoise Limbs."
Tongtian nodded:
"Not bad."
"Creation Divine Stone is in your hands, Black Tortoise is in my Jie Sect Underling."
"This matter must be done by you."
Xuandu smiled slightly:
"That being the case, Dao Ancestor must be able to understand if my disciple puts forward some conditions."
Tongtian frowned slightly when he heard this:
"But Kongtong Seal is in the hands of Laozi after all."
"If Dao Ancestor wants you Mending the Heavens, you can order Laozi to hand over Kongtong Seal."
"But are you sure that Dao Ancestor will speak for you?"
Xuandu heard this, his smile did not change.
"Master, don't worry."
He spoke slowly, his voice calm but determined:
"Dao Ancestor will agree."
Tongtian eyes flashed slightly:
"Oh? How can you see it?"
Xuandu stood with his hands behind his hands, looking outside the palace, at the Heavenly Scar that spread across the nine heavens.
"Because Dao Ancestor has no choice."
His voice was calm and his words were clear:
"Heavenly Scar spreads, Chaos Turbulence pours into Great Wilderness, and every moment, hundreds of millions of creatures die."
"If not Mending the Heavens, Great Wilderness will perish."
"At that time, Heavenly Dao Order will collapse, Earth Dao Reincarnation will be unbalanced, and Human Dao All Beings will become extinct."
"Dao Ancestor Body Merged with Heavenly Dao, there is nothing we can do to save it."
He paused, turned his eyes slightly, and landed on Tongtian:
"And the only ones who can Mending the Heavens are disciples."
"The only one who can hold up the sky is Black Tortoise."
"Creation Divine Stone is in the disciple's hands, Black Tortoise is in Jie Sect Underling."
"Dao Ancestor If you want Mending the Heavens, you must negotiate terms with your disciples."
Tongtian was silent for a long time after listening.
Then he put his hands on his hands and smiled.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The laughter was hearty and shook the palace:
"If someone is like this, This Master, why worry?"
After he laughed, his eyes fell on Xuandu with a trace of inquiry:
"Then how do you plan to talk to Dao Ancestor?"
Xuandu bowed slightly:
"Disciples will think about it themselves."
Tongtian nodded and asked no more questions.
He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, the shadow of Qingping Sword quietly appeared.
The clear light of the sword circulated, reflecting his deep eyes.
"Go ahead."
Tongtian spoke in a calm voice:
"This Master is at Golden Ao Island, waiting for your return."
Xuandu nodded heavily and bowed:
"Disciple resigns."
The voice fell.
He turned around slowly and took a step forward.
"Buzz."
The void ripples silently.
That Green Clad Figure, disappeared instantly into the Biyou Palace.
Thirty-Three Heavens Outside, Purple Qi Misty.
In front of the Purple Heaven Palace, Chaos Energy Flow flows slowly, like hundreds of millions of silk ribbons hanging down.
The palace door is still closed.
In front of the palace gate, Grey Clad Figure stands with his hands behind his back.
White hair hangs down his shoulders, his face is ancient, and his eyes are indifferent.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
His eyes dropped, penetrating the endless void and falling to the lower world.
Fall to the spreading Heavenly Scar, fall to the Chaos Turbulence pouring into Great Wilderness, fall to the countless fallen creatures.
The eyes are neither sad nor happy.
"Buzz."
The void rippled slightly.
A Green Clad Figure steps out slowly from the ripples.
It is Xuandu.
He stood in front of the Purple Heaven Palace, with his green clothes slightly raised and his black hair shawl.
The aura all over the body is as restrained as an abyss, Chaos Bead slowly flowing in the Purple Mansion depths, covering everything Heavenly Secret.
But facing the Grey Clad Figure in front of him, he did not hide it.
No need to cover up either.
Because I can't hide it.
Xuandu bowed slowly and bowed to the end:
"Xuandu, meet Dao Ancestor."
Hongjun There is no looking back.
He just stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the spreading Heavenly Scar in the lower world, and his voice was calm and waveless:
"You're here."
Three words fall, no sadness, no joy, no anger and no power.
It seemed that Xuandu's coming here was just something he expected.
Xuandu straightened up, stood three feet behind Hongjun, and nodded slightly:
"Yes."
Hongjun was silent for a moment.
Then, he slowly turned around.
Those indifferent eyes fell on Xuandu.
Body Merged with Heavenly Dao, in charge of Great Wilderness, Supreme Existence who dominates Saints.
Xuandu's expression remained unchanged, and her eyes looked at him calmly.
Hongjun looked at him for three breaths.
Then, he slowly spoke:
"Sky Mending Item, in your hands."
Not a question, but a statement.
Xuandu nodded:
"Yes."
"Creation Divine Stone is in the hands of the disciple."
"North Sea Black Tortoise, at Jie Sect Underling."
Hongjun nodded slightly:
"Good."
He paused, his eyes slightly raised, and fell on the spreading Heavenly Scar:
"Heavenly Scar spreads, Chaos Turbulence pours into Great Wilderness."
"If not Mending the Heavens, Great Wilderness will perish."
"Since you hold Sky Mending Item, you can easily sell Mending the Heavens."
Xuandu heard this and nodded slowly:
"What Dao Ancestor said is absolutely true."
"This is why my disciples came here this time."
Hongjun looked at him, his eyes still indifferent:
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Xuandu smiled slightly.
The smile was very light, but it carried an unabashed calmness.
"Dao Ancestor."
Xuandu spoke in a calm voice:
"It's okay for my disciple to take action Mending the Heavens."
"But I don't understand something, and I would like to ask Dao Ancestor."
Hongjun's eyes moved slightly:
"Speak."
Xuandu stood with his hands behind his hands and said slowly:
"Nuwa Has Fallen, Creation Divine Stone are obtained by the disciples."
"North Sea Black Tortoise, it has been a hundred years since I joined Jie Sect Underling."
"Sky Mending Item, it's all in the hands of the disciples."
"Sky Mending Matter, I must be a disciple."
He paused, raised his eyes slightly, and looked directly into Hongjun's indifferent eyes:
"But this disciple takes action this time for Great Wilderness billions of living beings and for Heavenly Dao Order not to be lost."
"Not for selfish gain."
"In that case, Dao Ancestor thinks, what should disciples do?"
After the words fell, there was a sudden silence in front of the Purple Heaven Palace.
Hongjun looked at him, his eyes still indifferent.
But in the depths of the indifference, a very faint fluctuation flashed.
"Are you negotiating terms with me?"
Hongjun spoke, his voice neither sad nor happy.
Xuandu shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"Laozi, Yuanshi, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti."
"Five Saints United, plot against me during the calamity."
"Now except for Nuwa, the other Four Sages have not suffered any losses."
"If I don't teach you a lesson and ask for some compensation, wouldn't everyone be able to plot against me Xuandu?"
"Isn't it true that everyone can plot against me Interception Sect?"