Xumi encircles the West and achieves the Pure Land. However, regardless of the control of the Heavenly Court, it will naturally hang up!

Haotian felt mixed feelings when he said something. The Western religion was obviously out of the way, but he also acted as respecting the heavenly court, with the words full of instigation of himself to strictly control the world's cultivators.

Obviously I want to watch a good show and make a profit from it!

Haotian immediately calmed down and nodded, "Fellow Daoist Maitreya is worthy of being a disciple of the saint. As expected, he knows the number of days and understands the truth."

Now he turned to look at the other monks, but his eyes looked at the three sects intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "What do you think of immortals? Just say it directly. Everyone is to maintain the order between heaven and earth! You might as well speak freely."

But when the great master Xuandu lowered his head to drink tea, he smiled and said nothing, Yun Zhongzi picked up a peach and put it in his mouth, as if he hadn't heard Haotian talking at all, the twelve golden immortals all looked angry, but they saw Yun Zhongzi and the Antarctic Immortal Weng and so they held back their anger.

They stared at Haotian and Haotian, obviously looking bad.

Taoist Duobao was slightly stunned. He looked at his fellow brothers, then at Xuandu and Yun Zhongzi, smiled slightly on his face, turned his head easily and whispered to Zhao Gongming.

Haotian Haotian looked at the various expressions of the people of the three sects, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

He suppressed his anger and said, "Why don't you all speak? Could it be that I think my Heavenly Court is not well received!"

At this moment, many cultivators who had secretly defected to the Heavenly Court stood up and sang praises in unison. They were nothing more than Haotian’s wise and magical martial arts, and their virtues were worthy of heaven and earth.

If the monks in the world do not respect the will of Haotian, it would be a disaster in the three realms and a loss between heaven and earth.

After this round of flattery passed, Haotian Haotian opened his eyes and saw that the monks of the three religions were still doing their own things, unmoved at all. He couldn't help but feel even more angry and thought to himself: "I am the lord of the Three Realms chosen by the Taoist Ancestor. You are self-reliant and you don't take me seriously. You deserve to die!"

Haotian held back his anger and said, "It seems that all the immortals have no objection! So good, I will announce a few heavenly rules. You will follow the heavenly rules in the future." After that, he ignored the different expressions of the immortals below.

"We are all true immortals who have achieved success in practicing Taoism. If we seek the great way and know the time of heaven, how can we be bound by those complicated tape? Although Your Majesty is the lord of the three realms and is admired by everyone, we cannot restrain us for nothing! If you are your lord of the heavenly court, and we are the free and careless gods, aren't we all very happy? Humph, in the world, besides my teacher, who can restrain me?" Taiyi Zhenren couldn't control himself and refuted Haotian's will.

The twelve golden immortals nodded repeatedly and agreed. For a moment, the heavenly court was quiet, and the monks watched the cold war between the orthodox heavenly court and the disciples of the saints.

Haotian Haotian's face was so gloomy that it was scary and his anger burned uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!