Tiandao looked at Ye Fan's back, his eyes flickered a little, looked at Hongjun and said, "what do you think?"
Hong Jun's eyes did not squint, his eyes drooped and said:
"I think Taoist Ye Fan may be right. Now the famine is stabilizing, which is a good time for vigorous development. If it is a humanitarian counterattack, it is very likely to be turbulent again!"
Heaven can't deny Hongjun's words. Although Ye Fan's words have some truth, he still disagrees in his heart.
"I also agree with your opinion. Of course, the decision is up to you!"
The leader of Tongtian cult said, looked at Sanxiao, Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming in the crowd, and said, "I'll stop teaching this time, so let's go!"
"Yes, sir!" several people followed the leader of Tongtian and left.
The people were surprised that the leader of Tongtian sect didn't give face to the way of heaven. They said to go without scruples.
Looking back at the way of the heaven, there was no abnormality. Such a situation made the saints feel helpless.
Now all of their great road marks are mastered by the heavenly way, and it is impossible to get rid of the control of the heavenly way. On the contrary, the earliest Tongtian leader has become a Hongmeng saint. Even the heavenly way has to sell his face.
And Jianjun thought he was an outsider, and it was not easy to intervene in this matter.
He looked at it for a while and thought it was boring. He said goodbye to heaven and left here.
As for others, he doesn't have to think about them. If those invaders dare to enter his territory, they can be cleaned up directly.
So there were only Hongjun and the saints outside the apostasy.
Seeing this, the way of heaven had to press his thoughts to the deepest place. This opportunity was lost and he could only wait for another opportunity to appear again.
"Then send saints to go. In this case, if the saints don't go, there's nothing that can be used!"
After all, that thing is really weird. Sending ordinary immortals to it can't do anything except die.
"Your Majesty, you will lead 300 people to inspect the heaven!"
"Ying Zheng, you lead 300 people to inspect the world!"
"Fengdu, the rest of the saints will be handed over to you. The scope you manage is a little large, and 300 people may not be enough!"
"Obey the order of heaven!"
After the crowd dispersed, Hongjun looked at the way of heaven and said:
"I know what you mean, but don't forget that the famine has its current development and can't get rid of contact with Ye Fan's friends. If you want to take back the original words, it's undoubtedly a slap in the face!"
"If you make him unhappy, what do you think things will become?"
Hongjun explained the interests to the heavenly way.
"But if the flood and famine cannot recover the right of humanity, the world will no longer be able to break through the current restrictions!"
The way of heaven says so. As the way of heaven in the famine, he naturally wants to think for the sake of the famine as a whole. Everything has to start from the general direction, not just the human world.
"Well, I'll help you ask Taoist Ye Fan when it's time to see how he plans to develop the famine next, so you don't have to worry about it. How about it?"
Tiandao immediately smiled and said, "you are the only one who knows me!"
"Hey? I didn't say I wanted to help in vain!"
Hongjun didn't wait for Tiandao to be happy, so he said directly, "I don't know if you can copy the Taoist text on this clock for me, so I can open up a world!"
Tiandao thought what Hongjun needed was very important, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.
Moreover, it is not difficult for him to guess that the other party wants the boundless Taoist prose because he knew the power when he was doing the Tao of heaven.
This bell is the spiritual cohesion of Pangu, not the original God, but his indomitable will and unremitting spirit for the creation of the world.
Of course, after the formation of this clock, it not only has its spirit, but also the composition rules of the whole famine.
"How difficult is it!"
"When do you need it?"
"Don't worry, when will you copy it, and when will I come and get it!"
"The finer this thing is, the better. If you can copy it as if it were true, I don't have to change it!"
"I'll try my best!"
Hongjun left. Tiandao stared at the clock for a while, then began to prepare materials, refine the essence and refine the imitation of the clock.
After leaving Zixiao palace, Ye Fan goes to the wasteland.
He wanted to see if that kind of thing really existed in the famine.
By the way, study it and see if you can find a solution.
Wuzhuang temple is 50000 miles southeast.
This place is called Dongting. It is a huge lake.
The four seasons here are like spring and there are flocks of birds and animals. It is a perfect place for all races to compete for cultivation. Because of the Dongting Lake, the vitality here is so strong that immortals and gods will be jealous.
Within a hundred miles of this city, there is a city with a population of 1 million. Although it is not easy to speak, it is filled with the residents, the local gentry, rich businessmen and distant relatives of the royal family.
It is the kind of person who can throw a brick and hit a prominent person.
Of course, no one is bored enough to do so.
"Xu Xian, stop!"
In a brothel, a young man was trying to escape after eating and wiping clean, but he was found by the person next to his pillow because of the noise.
The young man was also a talent. Instead of running at this time, he turned and looked at each other. He said innocently, "I just went out to pee. What are you yelling about in the middle of the night?"
The woman looked at Xu Xian, who picked up the sharp and tidy things. She even cleaned up the gold and silver coils and was still blindfolded by her!
For a moment, the woman suddenly blushed.
"You said you wanted to redeem me and go back to be your mother. I waited for three years and three years. You worshipped Xianmen as a backer, but you wanted to leave, you bastard!"
A woman is not a fool. How can she not understand what the other party means by doing so?
"Ling'er, you misunderstood. I really want to pee!" he looked at the gold and silver on his body, put it down and said, "just to see if a thief stole my ransom. You see, I'm ready for the ransom!"
Seeing that the woman was suspicious, he pretended to be very painful and covered his stomach and said, "I'll go back. I can't hold it!"
"Then go, I'll wait for you!"
The woman thought it was a misunderstanding, so she let the man go.
As soon as the door closed, Xu Xian immediately changed her face.
"Hum, as a disciple of Xianmen, how can I want you to come from a brothel!"
After walking out of the brothel, he returned to his residence, found the pass order of the immortal gate and went towards the city gate.
I was about to leave the city, but I felt a burst of urine.
Found an empty alley and began to drain water.
The pattering sound is a little louder at night.
Just then, he followed the moonlight and looked at the wet place on the ground. There was a little black thing jumping and expanding. Every time he picked it, it expanded once.
"What is this?"
At the moment when his hand was about to touch, the thing seemed to be stimulated and soared.
"Ah!"
A scream came. I don't know how many people were sleeping.