Chapter 243 Fellow Taoist, cherish it
The thirty-third heaven, the Temple of the Sun.
In the empty and majestic hall, three figures stood.
Baichuan, Dijun, Fuxi.
It was ten years after the war, and the Heavenly Palace was being rebuilt. Baichuan and Fuxi came here to observe the formation during the war.
"Two Taoist friends, I already understand the importance of this formation, but starting the formation at this time...is it a bit hasty?" Di Jun looked solemn.
This matter is definitely not a child's play, Di Jun fully understands its importance.
If it succeeds, both Baichuan and Fuxi will have their help to him wiped out, and they will even owe him a huge debt of karma.
Baichuan may be a little bit worse, but Fuxi is definitely!
Cause and effect for sanctification, cause and effect for enlightenment, this is no joke.
It is definitely not something that the two of them can offset by 'dealing' to support Heavenly Court.
"We didn't say we would set up a formation immediately." Bai Chuan smiled:
"Fellow Taoist Fuxi, you can afford to wait, right? The teacher is about to teach the way of a saint."
"Of course." Fuxi chuckled:
"Why can't you wait? For this kind of thing, isn't it better to wait as long as possible? The longer you wait, the deeper your foundation will become, and you may even get unexpected rewards."
"Good." Bai Chuan and the two said in unison, and then Bai Chuan spoke again:
"This time I came to see the Emperor of Heaven to talk about this matter, and to give me a gift. I hope that Heavenly Court can recover soon."
With that said, Bai Chuan threw an iron lump.
Di Jun took it, sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, and then looked at Bai Chuan with a bit of surprise:
"Good Fortune Zhong Shenxiu? What... name."
"Hahaha," Bai Chuan smiled:
"The name doesn't matter, it's not important. Isn't it very difficult to rebuild the palace in heaven? There are too many. This thing was studied together with Nuwa, to reproduce the spiritual treasures that each of us has one magical power."
"Yes." Di Jun nodded and said with a smile: "It can be seen that Taoist Taoists can stuff these two things into a spiritual treasure, mediating creation and simulating the avenue. They are really... worthy of being the number one weapon refiner in the world. The name."
As he spoke, Di Jun's eyes lit up, with a bit of ridicule:
"Why don't I give my fellow Taoist a title? Let's call him Shenxiao Daoyan Tianzun? Or Shenxiao Daoyan Emperor? Tianzun, this is better, how about it?"
"Yes!" Bai Chuan waved his hand quickly:
"Don't talk about these useless things. You don't give me a salary."
"Yes, of course!" Di Jun said with a smile.
"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure that lasts ten thousand years? It's very expensive for me!" Bai Chuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Fellow Taoist, turn left when you go out. Walk slowly and don't see me off."
"Just kidding." Bai Chuan shook his head and smiled:
"Give me a drop of blood, two feathers, and a thought."
Di Jun didn't even ask what he was doing, he directly forced out a drop of red gold blood and two more golden feathers.
"Don't even ask me what I do?" Bai Chuan raised his eyebrows.
"No need to ask any more questions, just do whatever you want, fellow Taoist Baichuan," Di Jun said with a smile.
"Okay." Bai Chuan was slightly startled, then took it.
The next moment, he directly took out the final version of the Shenjun formation diagram.
The Lord of Gods has always used Bai Chuan himself and the Way of Thunder.
After killing the Queen Mother of the West last time, I deeply realized my shortcomings and needed to strengthen a bit more.
Bai Chuan directly blended the essence and blood into it, and sent two Golden Crow Feathers in. Then, he said: "Come up with an idea."
Di Jun didn't say a word, and his spiritual consciousness directly communicated with the formation diagram.
Bai Chuan formed a seal with his hands and made runes one after another that fell into the formation.
The next moment, Di Jun's thoughts were sent out by the formation diagram.
Di Jun looked at Bai Chuan with some doubts.
I saw the corner of Bai Chuan's mouth raised slightly, jumped up, and shouted: "Help me! His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven!"
Buzz!
Golden formation patterns emerged behind Bai Chuan, forming a gossip-like formation pattern.
Then, an extremely majestic three-foot-long golden-armored ‘Godly Lord’ appeared behind Bai Chuan. His appearance was none other than Emperor Jun!
The 'God Lord' holds a formation sword and wears golden armor. The blade of the sword and the armor are burning with blazing white flames. Behind it, there is a pair of golden crow wings!
The corners of Di Jun's eyes kept twitching and he was speechless.
God, please help me, Your Majesty, what kind of shameful thing did you research?
A sense of shame filled Di Jun's heart, it was so shameful!
Bai Chuan smiled very happily.
Close to the face and open wide.
"How do you like it? Fellow Taoist Di Jun, this formation is good, isn't it? Do you want to add some foundation to the heaven? One person can form an array, ten thousand people can form an array, or tens of millions of people can form an array."
"No, no." Di Jun waved his hand quickly:
"If you change the form of expression, I can consider a transaction."
"What's the deal?" Bai Chuan accepted Shenjun and yawned:
"If I don't give it to you, Ziwei will have to give it to you sooner or later. This thing is simple and crude. I have been using it since I researched it. Under Da Luo, it is not a problem for tens of millions of people to form an array to attack Da Luo. The lower limit is low and the upper limit is OK.”
"Can we change the slogan?" Di Jun said with a solemn expression.
If nothing else, I am really moved.
Thousands of people rebelled against Da Luo?
It would be really great if you could do it!
This thing is too useful for small-scale combat.
I would like to ask, is it scary if millions of little demons form an array to kill a demon king?
Under normal circumstances, more than a million little demons would die with one slap from a demon king.
"Slogan, no." Bai Chuan helplessly spread his hands.
Fuxi narrowed his eyes and chuckled, not saying much.
Di Jun gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, a top-quality innate spiritual treasure, no more."
"Uh..." Bai Chuan was stunned and said slowly:
"I've already said it, I can give it to you. After all, this thing is only useful if you are below the Daluo level. Those who are above the Daluo level all have their own magical powers. I'm afraid it's not crazy to switch to this thing.
"Besides, even if I don't give it to you, Ziwei will give it to you sooner or later."
"Okay, then give it to me." Di Jun said with a bright smile.
Shirakawa:"……"
Fine.
Di Jun has grown up.
Baichuan sketched the formation diagram in the void, and his dexterous fingers flew, carving runes one after another. Then the blazing white gourd came out and burned it with the true fire of the sun, and the formation diagram took shape.
"There must be people in heaven who know the way of formation. Just open a lecture hall later and teach people how to form formations."
"Shan, thank you fellow Taoist Baichuan." Di Jun took the formation diagram with a smile, as happy as a 200-pound child.
Bai Chuan's expression turned solemn, he turned to Di Jun and folded his hands on his chest:
"The Heavenly Emperor's Tribulation, have you decided how to deal with it?"
As soon as he entered the Temple of the Sun, Bai Chuan's 'passive skill' Qi Watching spell directly revealed Di Jun's condition.
Di Jun's expression froze and he looked at the two of them:
"You all know?"
"Are you looking down on me too much? You can tell with just one look at this thing. Anyone can see what's wrong with you."
Fuxi also nodded, his expression a bit solemn.
Emperor Jun sighed quietly and said slowly:
"I can't handle it, so I face the difficulties. Even if there is no Prince Dong, I will definitely be in trouble. At most, I will escape death."
Di Jun said and actually laughed:
"Perhaps I can still count on my two Taoist friends to help me intercept a glimmer of hope?"
Bai Chuan fell silent for a long time, then smiled and said:
"Okay, you still have a big heart. If there comes a day when Pindao can help you, then I will help you."
"It is Di Jun's honor to have two fellow Taoists help."
"Stop talking nonsense. If I can't help you, if I help you, I will take your last name!"
"Di Chuan, this name is really good. Fellow Taoist, don't worry. I will definitely help you with your efforts to observe the formation."
"That's good. After all, there are hundreds of innate spiritual treasures, and I can take out half of them at most."
"Seize the young master?"
"Thirty-six plus seventy-two, one hundred and eight spiritual treasures. I still have more than sixty in my hand."
"Is it too late for me to regret it now?"
"What do you think? His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven? Will the Queen Mother of the West help you chop it off, or will Nuwa and the others do it in vain?"
Di Jun said helplessly:
"Shan, I will try my best. Although the treasure house is sufficient, it still needs some time to be counted. There are many spiritual treasures left in the Immortal Court."
"Okay, then thank you, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, for taking the trouble."
"Yes." Di Jun raised his head and looked at the two people:
"You two should also pay attention to your safety. Buzhoushan... is not going to be peaceful."
"It doesn't matter, the worst case scenario is relocation. They are here anyway. It's easier to say nothing if you just watch the formation."
"Well, two fellow Taoists, please take care of me."
Fuxi and Baichuan looked at each other and bowed together: "Cherish it."