Chapter 80: Fighting for the throne

After hearing this, Guangchengzi felt relieved.

Without the Luotian Qingqi, one can still cultivate to the Daluo Jinxian, but one will not have the effect of the immortal Dao, which is also good.

“However, if Luo Tianqing Qi has no consequences, such as never being able to attain Hun Yuan for life and only being able to stay in Daluo, then it is still worth fighting for.

After all, there are countless dangers and disasters along the way. How many people dare to say that they are destined to be immortal and indestructible?"

Guangchengzi's mind was circulating, but he had no say on this position. Only Yuanshi Tianzun had the final say. But he was not too nervous. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun only had him as a disciple. Who else could he give it to if not him?
Even Duobao and the other three looked calm. It made sense. There were 1,296 Daluo thrones, and the Three Pure Ones would definitely get dozens of them. And if there really were thrones, would the Three Pure Ones not give them any?

Only a few of them relaxed, while the others started arguing.

To be more precise, those great gods with powerful backing were arguing constantly, while the other gods of primordial chaos who had only a few disciples or were alone looked calm.

After all, if one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry, so it doesn't matter whether it is more or less, one or two is enough for them.

But it’s different for those big guys who have powerful forces behind them. Even though they are well fed, they still have a large group of people behind them who are hungry for food.

Among them, the Four Emperors of Heaven and the Twelve Ancestral Witches quarreled the most fiercely. The Queen Mother of the West and the King Father of the East also refused to give in. Zhulong and Dou Mu Yuanjun watched each other.

The most surprising thing is that Minghe, who used to be silent, actually joined the quarrel, causing some great gods to wonder if this man wanted to establish his power?
Hou Tu said calmly: "My Wu clan is in charge of the earth, combing the earth veins, and building the river area. We have immeasurable merits and boundless luck. We are the will of heaven and the care of all living beings. We are also the pure descendants of Pangu. Among the 1,296 Daluo fruit positions, my Wu clan should occupy half."

When Hou Tu said this, the free and easy gods did not care, but Di Jun could not help but retort: "If you Wu clan do not cultivate your soul, what is the point of getting the Daluo fruit position? What's more, you kill people wantonly and commit endless sins.

If you want the Daluo fruit position, you will only be killed by the Heavenly Dao in the end. Isn't it a waste of this position? It is better to give it to those who truly cultivate morality, so that they can be regarded as the heart of the Heaven."

Facing Di Jun's attack, Hou Tu did not get angry but laughed instead, saying, "In that case, my Wu clan will only need twelve."

Faced with Hou Tu's sudden concession, although Di Jun didn't understand what the other party wanted to do, he immediately said: "The words of the great god are the oath of the great way, Hou Tu Zu Wu must not disobey me."

The other ancestor witches also looked at Hou Tu, wondering what their younger sister was going to do.

Hou Tu smiled faintly and said, "My Wu clan has committed boundless evil, so we can only ask for twelve statues. But your demon clan has also committed many evils. If we can only ask for twelve statues, then your demon clan can only ask for fewer, six statues will be enough. Do you have any objection?"

Waiting for me here!

Di Jun was so smart that he immediately knew what Hou Tu was planning. It was obvious that she was trying to harm others without benefiting herself. She was determined to stop the demon clan from succeeding even if it meant that the witch clan would gain nothing. Anyway, the witch clan did not cultivate their spirits, so it was the same as having no Daluo position and there was no use for it.

But facing Hou Tu's words, Di Jun opened his mouth to speak, but finally gritted his teeth and said: "The Wu Clan has done a lot of good deeds over the years. It is unreasonable to have only twelve of them. They should get the number of Zhoutian."

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head repeatedly at this moment and said: "This is not true. My Wu clan has indeed done some evil things over the years. It is good that only the twelve are good."

Fuxi was also one of the Four Emperors of Heaven. Seeing Dijun being humiliated, he naturally spoke up: "Ancestor Wu Zhu Jiuyin is wrong. The Wu clan is the descendant of Pangu, how can they only occupy the twelve positions?

If this is true, wouldn't it chill the hearts of all living beings in the ancient world?

Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is right, we should take the number of the whole heaven."

The situation on the scene changed in an instant. The Witch Clan, one of the largest clans in the prehistoric world, only wanted twelve seats. However, the demon clan, which was the largest among the Witch Clan, wanted the Witch Clan to take a few more. It was really funny that they would not give up until they achieved their goal.

However, the wizards and liches like to act out these things, and the others are too lazy to continue to accompany them.

"One thousand two hundred and ninety-six Daluo fruit-level beings, I only want nine."

The two tribes of wizards and liches, who were originally being humble, immediately stopped talking, and the gods also looked up and found that it was Laozi who was speaking.

As Laozi is the chief of the Three Pure Ones, it is naturally best for him to speak. Moreover, he only needs nine, so the gods will naturally agree.

Di Jun was the first to say, "Good."

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches had conflicts with the Three Pure Ones, they no longer wanted the conflict to break out here, so they naturally nodded in agreement, and the other gods did the same.

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly: "I want the number of eight or nine, seventy-two."

Tongtian said immediately, "I want the number of ninety-nine, eighty-one." As soon as the Three Pure Ones opened their mouths, they had already divided up one hundred and sixty-two fruit positions, which was more than ten percent. Some great gods wanted to object, but seeing that the Three Pure Ones were of the same blood, they finally swallowed their words quietly.

After obtaining their own honorable position, the Three Pure Ones kept silent and stopped fighting.

The Taoist Jie Yin also spoke at this time: "I and my junior brother Zhunti live in the West, so there are only 108 fruit positions. Do you have any idea?"

The Three Pure Ones were already going to take more than 10% of the number, and Jie Yin and Zhunti were going to take away another 108 fruit positions, but the gods were somewhat reluctant.

Di Jun snorted, "Since the West is inherently deficient, how can it bear the burden of 108 Daluo Jinxian? Aren't you two Daoists afraid that you will hold these honorable positions until the West is destroyed without using them completely?"

When Jie Yin, who had originally had a calm expression, heard Di Jun say that the West was destroyed, his face suddenly changed. A bamboo stick appeared in his hand, and he waved it at Di Jun. A pure Buddha light suddenly spread out, and wherever it went, all things were silent, as if he had fallen into the land of purity and silence of all living beings.

Hundreds of talismans were spinning and flying as fast as flying stars, instantly blocking the space and time in all directions. The meaning of tranquility was obvious in the world, and there was no more chaos and noise between heaven and earth, but entered into eternal tranquility.

Di Jun did not expect that Jie Yin would dare to take action here. Caught off guard, he had to raise a Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Image.

The Dharma image danced upwards, like Danyang rising up, with brilliant rays of light, and clouds and mist in the sky reflecting the golden light. In just a moment, a raging fire was seen flying across the sky, instantly dyeing the mountains and rivers red.

Rolling heat waves rushed over, and even the gods of Hunyuan felt their eyebrows burning, their hair and beards scorched, their mouths dry, and the heat was unbearable. They couldn't help but be horrified.

Just being close to these angry spirits is so unbearable. If I were to face them head-on, I don’t know how powerful they would be.

However, Jie Yin, who was facing the Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Image head-on, had a look of neither sadness nor joy, and treated the ten thousand feet high divine fire as nothing. He only sighed and said lightly: "The great sun must eventually set, and nothing in the world is eternal."

Then, that pure Buddha light showed its power and transformed into an enormous Buddha statue in an instant.

This Buddha has three heads and six arms. He has an angry face, a happy face, and a ruthless face. Each of his six hands holds a different magical weapon, such as a knife, a sword, a bow, or a gun. The last two hands actually hold flower baskets and lotus flowers.

Facing the endless flames, the Buddha's angry face became even more angry, and the happy face became even more happy. Only the ruthless face remained the same. The six arms rose up together, and actually resisted the fall of the Dharma image, and instead turned it into a fire bead, which merged into the halo behind it.

"what!"

Di Jun looked at this scene in disbelief, but the Buddha statue had already approached him. Finally, it raised the magic weapon in its hand, and a sense of purity flashed. Even Di Jun was unstoppable and fell into that silence. For a moment, he could not stop it at all.

when!
Just as Emperor Jun was about to be hit by the Buddha statue, a deafening bell sounded, and endless power erupted, instantly reversing the time and space of the heavens. The Buddha statue that was originally hitting the Emperor was actually transferred to the heads of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

At this moment, the Buddha statue had raised its six arms and was using the six magical instruments to strike down. The pure light shone again, but this time it was not facing Emperor Jun, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Originally the Twelve Ancestral Witches were watching the show on the side, they didn't expect that this magical power would actually befall them. They immediately let out an angry roar, and then they all stopped pretending, turned around and transformed into their true forms of the Ancestral Witches. In an instant, murderous aura was rampant, and turbid air surged up, immediately dispersing the Buddha statue.

Seeing this, Jie Yin clasped his hands together and said modestly, "Fellow Taoists, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I was reckless and got angry. I never thought that I would end up hurting you all."

At this moment, Hou Tu has transformed into a body with a human head and a snake body, with an air hand in front of her chest and two hands behind her back, holding Teng Snake in her hands, and staring at Taiyi with murderous intent.

Taiyi was holding a small chaos-colored bell in his hand. It was the power of this bell that saved them from the disaster.

After hearing what Jie Yin said, Hou Tu Tou did not reply: "This matter has nothing to do with Daoist Jie Yin. We know who the culprit is, and Daoist Jie Yin has also tried his best to absorb the power, otherwise we would not be able to break it so easily."

After saying that, Hou Tu roared towards the sky, and the other ancestor witches also roared together and rushed towards Di Jun Taiyi.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were not to be outdone, and also transformed into three-legged golden crows, one crow holding a small bell in its mouth, and another holding a map and a book. Countless monsters were looming in the sky, forming a large formation, and it was obvious that they wanted to start the first war between wizards and liches.

Seeing that a war between the Lich and the Warlocks was about to break out here, the other gods did not care and even hoped in their hearts that both races would suffer heavy losses. However, what was important now was not this but the division of positions.

Afterwards, all the gods stepped forward to dissuade them, their words full of threats, obviously saying that if they continued to act so recklessly, then it would no longer be a matter between the two races of wizards and liches, but all the gods of the ancient world would have to kill the wizards and liches together.

Even the Three Pure Ones asked them to stop, otherwise they would be enemies with the gods of the ancient times.

Although the wizards and liches were extremely domineering, they also knew that those who were in the right would have many supporters, while those who were in the wrong would have few. What's more, they were threatened by all the gods in the ancient world, so they had no choice but to hold back and suppress their anger.

At this moment, Jie Yin said calmly: "I want 108 fruit positions in the Western Paradise. Who has any objection?"

(End of this chapter)

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