The time of prehistoric times is respected

The orthodox dispute among the major sects, the territorial dispute between the major races, a silent gunpowder is gathering!

Chapter 281 Zhangjiawan

"Brother, this Haotian is reincarnated, and the position of Emperor of Heaven is vacant. I wonder what the elder brother thinks?"

In the great red sky of Taiqing, Yuan began to sit with Lao Tzu looking at each other.

Lao Tzu opened his slightly closed eyes and glanced at Yuan Shi.

Yuan Shi suddenly felt that he was seen through, and sure enough, Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian was different.

Feeling guilty, he lowered his head slightly, and Lao Tzu replied,

"I only have disciple Xuandu under my sect, and I don't have any other ideas. The position of Emperor of Heaven must be freely arranged by Master!"

"Today's prehistoric is no longer the original prehistoric. The position of the emperor of heaven is very important. Eldest brother is the head of saints. Why don't you ask the master?"

Yuan Shi asked tentatively.

Lao Tzu saw his thoughts at a glance, and his eyes were still fixed on the seat of the Emperor of Heaven.

Now is the time when the prehistoric peoples are competing for luck, and compared with other races, Chanjiao has no advantage in sects.

The former Twelve Golden Immortals under the sect are now only Daluo Golden Immortals, and have not yet entered the ranks of Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

The only one who can get his hands on is the deputy leader of Taoist Ran Deng, the peak of Hunyuan Jinxian.

But Yuanshi didn't like Taoist Randeng. Yuan Shi already looked down on him for being able to come from Hongjun's sect and willing to surrender his status to enter Chanjiao, let alone entrust Chanjiao to him.

The deputy leader of Daoist Randeng is only in name only.

Looking at the aura of the Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court in the Tongtian Jiange, Yuan Shi felt unwilling, and the only thing that could change the situation was the position of Emperor of Heaven.

Just in the battle of God's Domain, Haotian fell and the position of Emperor of Heaven was vacant, so Yuanshi saw an opportunity.

"Junior brother, don't think too much. Since the ancestor did not arrange the position of Emperor of Heaven last time, the two ancestors must have their own ideas. Then Haotian entered the cycle of reincarnation and experienced disasters. He must return to his throne soon!"

Lao Tzu replied.

Yuan Shi heard the words and asked unwillingly,

"Brother, why is the master willing to let a boy be the Emperor of Heaven, but he is not willing to let us, the disciples of the saints, be in charge? Wouldn't it be better to manage the prehistoric?"

Lao Tzu shook his head when he heard the words,

"Junior Brother, don't you understand? The Emperor of Heaven is the orthodox of the Six Realms, and he needs to be fair and clear. Master will not let our sect get involved!"

After hearing this, Yuan Shi felt thoughtful.

"I see!"

Although he was still unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

"Hey! Brother Qingxiu, Yuanshi bids farewell!"

Yuan Shi sighed and turned to leave Taiqing Great Chitian, still a little reluctant to give up the position of Emperor of Heaven.

The luck brought by the position of Emperor of Heaven now is far from comparable to that at the beginning.

The emperor of heaven governs not only the six realms, but also the heavens and myriad realms. Even if it is the orthodox emperor of heaven in name, how much luck is it?

In the human world, in the middle of the continent, there is an unknown small place. The word Zhangjiawan is engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance, which is inscribed by people.

Although the prehistoric human race still exists in the form of tribes, they have long since left the primitive society, and the social form is just Qingchen's idea.

In the human world, after Qingchen's ascent, dynasties, sects, and sects that preached in the wild have emerged, and a hundred flowers can flourish, and various forces can flourish.

Zhangjiawan is like a paradise, but a small village of thousands of people, living a clean and pure life without competing with the world.

"Zhang Youshan, you're taking your family out for an outing again!"

asked the woodcutter who was chopping wood.

Opposite him was a family of ten, a couple with seven daughters.

"Third Uncle, do you want to rest before leaving?"

"No, no, the old lady is cooking at home! I really envy your family!"

"Haha, the third uncle is our elder, what is there to envy, slow down, don't get tired!"

"okay!"

After speaking, he carried a bundle of firewood and walked away gradually.

"Husband, let's go!"

Zhang Xin on the side called out.

"Okay! Yaozhi, slow down, as an elder, how decent is it to fight with the red clothes and the others!"

A girl who was playing not far away turned her head and pouted,

"Brother, you still have a straight face when you come out to play!"

After speaking, she obediently returned to the two of them, and turned into a good girl,

After the death of his parents, it was Zhang Youshan who lived with his younger sister, so Zhang Yaozhi was also very afraid of him.

They found a lawn and sat down, the seven daughters were making a fuss, very happy, Zhang Yaozhi could only watch helplessly.

"Husband, the fortune teller said that you have already experienced catastrophe, and this life is the fate of the rich and powerful, and I didn't see it!"

Zhang Youshan smiled upon hearing this,

"Aren't we counted now? With the property left by my father, we are also the top rich people in Zhangjiawan!"

"Well, I'm just talking. That fortune teller is really strange. It doesn't matter if we are rich or not, as long as our family is happy!"

After Zhang Xin finished speaking, she smiled sweetly, and snuggled into Zhang Youshan's arms.

"Brother, it's not good for you to be like this, I'd better play with my little niece, hee hee!"

After speaking, he got up directly and left bouncing away.

Zhang Youshan laughed and cursed,

"What a child who won't grow up!"