The system has to be used even if it is pulled

After Zhao Yuanlang disappeared, he chose to return to reality directly. There was nothing better to gain in the world of Journey to the West. If he wanted to obtain more magic weapons and opportunities, he needed to go to a more ancient and larger world.

Zhao Yuanlang directly submitted an ancient tortoise shell on the shelf behind the desk to the system, and then chose to travel through time again.

background:

Pangu was the first to separate the chaos, and the Taiji, the two yin and yang, and the four images were suspended.

Zitian and ugly people come out, avoiding beast suffers from Chaoxian.

Suiren made fire to avoid fresh food, Fuxi drew the hexagrams of yin and yang,

Shennong ruled the world and tasted all kinds of herbs, and Xuanyuan rites the marriage couplet.

Shaohao and the Five Emperors brought prosperity to the people, and King Yu brought flood control and peace to the country.

The country enjoyed peace and prosperity for four hundred years, but King Jie, who was unjust, brought the world to chaos.

Mission: After the extinction of the Shang Dynasty, there is no more king but only the emperor. To successfully continue the Shang Dynasty, King Wu must fail in his attack on King Zhou. If he fails, he will be eliminated. If he succeeds, he will be rewarded with three special draws.

Does the host extract faith?

Of course he has to draw it. Zhao Yuanlang has hundreds of millions of faiths in his hands. If he doesn’t draw it now, when will he draw it?

As countless faiths were spent, characters appeared in front of Zhao Yuanlang one after another. Oh shit, oh shit, when Zhao Yuanlang spent nearly 80 million faiths, he actually drew Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Zhao Yuanlang was very conflicted. Tongtian Jiaozhu's Jiejiao was on the list, and he had also eaten the Meteorite Pill. Should he really choose Tongtian Jiaozhu?

Zhao Yuanlang hesitated for a long time before he sighed helplessly and chose Tongtian Jiaozhu. After all, no one could guarantee whether other saints could be drawn out after further drawing.

"Third brother, there are so many disciples with shallow roots. What's the point of keeping them if we don't put them on the list? They are just dragging down the fortune of the great sect!"

Zhao Yuanlang was still a little dizzy when he heard a serious voice in his ears.

"What?" Zhao Yuanlang shook his head and frowned as he looked at a Taoist priest with a divine light on his head, holding a millet bead in his hand and stroking his left hand. He had a neat beard and a serious face.

"Third brother, it seems that a great catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming. I think you must have been hit by the karma of the mortal world just now. It seems that you, the Jiejiao, are going to face the catastrophe. Please quickly send your disciples to the list!" the Taoist continued.

Zhao Yuanlang frowned and said nothing. He glanced at the people in the field and understood what was going on. This was the signing of the List of Gods by the Zixiao Palace.

Good brother, he looked like he was pretending to be asleep, but the divine light in his eyes could not stop looking at him; Nuwa was indifferent and did not care; Jie Yin had a compassionate look on his face and hoped that he would sacrifice himself; and Zhunti was so eager that he could force himself to fill up the List of Gods.

"Third brother, those beasts and feathers will have a hard time achieving enlightenment even if you don't put them on the list. It's better to let them enjoy the incense. It can be regarded as a way out for them as your master! Hurry up and write their names on the Conferred God List."

Zhao Yuanlang smiled and said, "Second brother is right. I have 10,000 immortals from Jiejiao. I filled in 8,000, and both brothers are satisfied. But the Conferred God List requires a lot of immortals and gods. Why not let the two from the West participate as well? Although the West is poor, your Western Sect also has thousands of people who can contribute."

Damn it! After hearing what Zhao Yuanlang said, Jie Yin's face turned bitter, and Zhunti became anxious and shouted: "My Western Paradise is a land of bliss. I, your disciple, am not involved in karma and should not be on the list!"

"A paradise? Disciples are not affected by karma? You mean that our three religions are all places of suffering, and disciples are full of karma. Do you look down on my eldest brother's disciple Xuandu, or my second brother's twelve moral golden immortals, or do you look down on the ten thousand immortals under my command?"

Zhao Yuanlang's words were very serious, and they immediately stirred up hatred between the three religions and the West. Nuwa looked at Zhao Yuanlang in surprise, and couldn't understand why Tongtian, who was not good at speaking, suddenly became so smooth.

Laozi also lowered his head in thought. His third brother had reluctantly given up and sent eight thousand disciples to the list, so wouldn't it be just right to find a foil for his third brother? He turned around and looked at the two saints from the West.

Yuanshi was very happy. He thought that his third brother would still not give him face as before, but he didn't expect that he would give in today and listen to his advice. As long as the Twelve Golden Immortals under his command were not on the list, he would help his third brother. It would also be great to send a Westerner to the list.

When Jie Yin and Zhunti saw that the Three Pure Ones were looking at them with unfriendly expressions, they felt sad. What the hell does this have to do with us in the West, damn Tongtian.

"What you said is true, third brother. I see you two Taoist friends often come to my East to beg for money and help others. How can it have nothing to do with you two Taoist friends? Please go in." Yuanshi immediately turned his gun around and began to attack the two saints in the West.

"No, no, I am from the West and have left your Taoism. I should not be on the list." Zhunti said, and he felt that it was over. He even felt the cold eyes of the Taoist master in Zixiao Palace staring at him, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Junior brother!" Jie Yin's expression changed drastically.

"You are so good, Zhunti. As the saying goes, one should remember the well digger when drinking water. You are also a registered disciple of Daozu, yet you dare to say that you Westerners have separated from Taoism! Are you bullying me because there is no one in Taoism? If you don't give me an explanation, it will be difficult for you Westerners to resolve this matter today!" Zhao Yuanlang grasped the hilt of the Qingping Sword, and quickly prepared to be the first lackey to express his position to Daozu.

Laozi and Yuanshi also looked unhappy. Laozi clenched the Panlong flat crutch, while Yuanshi held the Sanbao Jade Ruyi in his hand, which creaked.

"Daozu! My junior brother talked nonsense. It's all my fault. Please punish me!" Jie Yin was a bachelor. He knelt down on the ground facing Zixiao Palace and begged Daozu for forgiveness.

Zhunti also knelt down in panic and begged for forgiveness from the Taoist Ancestor.

After a long while, there was no movement in Zixiao Palace. Haotian huddled in a corner, looking at Laozi and others who were about to start a holy war without a word, and swallowed his saliva.

After Zhao Yuanlang drew out the Qingping Sword, a voice came from the Zixiao Palace.

"Forget it, forget it. Zhunti's words were careless. The West should sign the List of Gods with 500 people."

What a good plan, Hongjun, Zhao Yuanlang frowned slightly, five hundred people, the West will not be hurt at all, five hundred Arhats sent up, isn't this a simple matter? This is to educate the two saints of the West slightly, and then raise the West to maintain the balance after the great catastrophe of the Journey to the West.

Jie Yin and Zhunti nodded with a look of pain on their faces, then slowly stood up and gritted their teeth as they wrote the number of five hundred disciples on the List of Gods.

Now Zhao Yuanlang was left unwritten. Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin and Zhunti were all looking at Zhao Yuanlang.

After a hearty laugh, Zhao Yuanlang quickly wrote down the number of eight thousand disciples on the List of Gods, but he did not write down any of the important disciples.

Laozi and Yuanshi frowned. Although Zhao Yuanlang did not write about his main disciples, about 60 to 70 percent of the main immortals in the List of Gods were present.

"There are still so many blank names, what should we do!" Yuanshi said with a frown.

"You are not weak, Brother Tongtian, write thousands of them!" Zhunti suddenly said sinisterly.

"Haha, if you, the Western Sect, write down your remaining 500 disciples, I will not hesitate to say anything. I, Jie Sect, will pay three times as much to get them into the List of Gods!"

"You!" Zhunti wanted to say something but was stopped by Jie Yin.

The Supreme looked at the somewhat angry Zhao Yuanlang and stood up and said, "The matter of conferring the gods is of great importance. We should discuss it carefully. Let's go back and think about it carefully. Three hundred years later, we will come to Zixiao Palace to sign the Conferring the Gods List!"

"Good!" All the saints disappeared, and the gate of Zixiao Palace opened at once. Hongjun frowned and looked at Zhao Yuanlang who was going away and started to make calculations.