Earth Continent, Shitian Sacred Realm.
Di Xuanke was sitting in his practice hall with his eyes closed. There was a faint glow around him. Half of it was white, and the other half was golden. The two glows seemed to be competing with each other, neither giving way to the other.
In the white glow, one could vaguely see thousands of Golden Wheels of World Destruction. In the golden glow, one could vaguely see thousands of broken sabers. The two phantom weapons were colliding and suppressing each other.
Obviously, the white glow of the Golden Wheels of World Destruction represented the will of Di Xuanke, and the golden glow of the broken sabers represented the will of Shitian.
Di Xuanke's face showed a trace of pain. Then, the golden glow suddenly weakened and was suppressed by the white glow.
The broken sabers were defeated, and the Golden Wheels of World Destruction became more and more powerful.
Bang! The golden glow shattered, leaving only the white glow enveloping Di Xuanke.
The pain on Di Xuanke's face disappeared. He slowly opened his eyes, but there was not much joy in them. Instead, he was extremely solemn.
"Why is it gone?" Di Xuanke frowned.
Di Xuanke carefully checked himself again, but he could not find the reason. He took a deep breath, got up, and walked out of the practice hall.
Outside the hall, a group of powerhouses from the Wolf Clan stood respectfully.
"Sovereign, it's time!" A powerhouse from the Wolf Clan said.
"Well, take care of the Shitian Sacred Realm. I'm going to the North Continent!" Di Xuanke nodded.
"Yes!" The powerhouses from the Wolf Clan replied immediately.
Earth Continent, Confusion Dojo.
A large number of disciples and disciples of Confusion were flying in the sky above the Confusion Dojo. The Confusion Dojo was engulfed in a sea of fire.
The disciples of Confusion were flying in the sky. They covered their noses and looked at Brother Fatty and Bamboo Pole in the distance with disgust!
"I said, it's really nothing. This is the smell of methane. Just blow on it, and you'll get used to it soon!" Bamboo Pole explained to a man in a red robe.
The man in the red robe looked at Brother Fatty and Bamboo Pole with shame and anger. His eyes were spitting fire.
"Yes, it's so wasteful! But then again, isn't our biogas pool amazing? It's energy-saving and environmentally friendly, and it can produce fire without any spells! "Brother Fatty said.
"Fire? There's no need for that. We can release a huge fire with just a thought. We don't need your …! "The red-robed man's face turned red.
Not only the red-robed man, but almost everyone in the Confusion Dojo looked angrily at the complacent Fat Bro and Bamboo Pole. After hundreds of years, everyone knew that these two were scourges, but they never thought that they would do such a thing.
Although the methane pool was simple, the group of experts did not bother to delve into it. After all, who would study a pile of feces? In the eyes of many, the methane fire in front of them was burning feces. It even burned all over the mountains, especially in the Saint's Dojo.
The Saint Dojo was the holiest place in the world. Because of the two of them, it was filled with a foul stench and flames rose everywhere. Occasionally, there would even be explosions in some places. Under the explosions, feces would fly in all directions and shake the world!
What kind of people were these two?
"What's going on!"
A loud shout came from the void.
The white-robed Mars Saint suddenly descended from the sky.
Standing in the void, Mars looked coldly at the huge fire in the dojo, but none of the disciples rushed to it. It was not the Samadhi True Fire, but ordinary fire. Ordinary fire could not hurt anything in the dojo, but it could not be allowed to continue burning.
"Master!" The disciples of Mars Saint shouted.
"Put out the fire!" Mars Saint said coldly.
"We can't put it out, Master. We can't put it out!" The red-robed man said with a bitter face.
"Huh?" Mars Saint was puzzled.
"It's much better now. Once the fire is put out, the smell of the methane gas will increase by more than a hundred times. It's too, too, too, too pungent!" The red-robed disciple said with a bitter face.
"Smell?" Mars Saint said in a deep voice.
"Master, the nine dragon veins under our dojo have all been polluted. Everything within a radius of ten billion miles will become like this because of the dragon veins!" The red-robed disciple said.
Mars Saint's Saint Will probed slightly and immediately confirmed this fact!
"What's going on?" Mars Saint asked coldly.
"It's because of those two …!" The red-robed disciple immediately explained.
As Ying Huo listened, she frowned deeply. Looking at the two people flying over from afar, her face became more and more unsightly. She clenched her fists. Ying Huo was sure that it was her biggest mistake to take them out of the Bo Clan.
"Master, why don't we cut off the nine dragon veins and bury them here? Then we can choose another place and reopen the dojo. Otherwise, our dojo will be the laughing stock of the world!" The red-robed disciple said immediately.
The laughing stock of the world? Indeed, the Saint's dojo was polluted and smelly. The dragon veins had turned into smelly dragons. Who would not spit out tea after hearing that?
"Mars Saint, it's good that you're back. Is there something wrong with your disciples? If the fire keeps burning, how much methane will it burn? What a waste! And when the fire burns, some places will be unstable and easy to explode! "Brother Fatty scolded.
"That's right!" Bamboo Pole also scolded.
Mars Saint's face twitched for a while. Looking at the two of them, a murderous intent rose in her heart, but she suppressed it.
"Okay, let's go to the North Continent immediately! You're still going? "Mars Saint shook her head.
"If we're not going to the North Continent, what are we doing here? Of course we're going!" Brother Fatty's eyes lit up.
"Okay!" Mars Saint nodded.
She turned to look at the red-robed disciple and said, "We'll do as you said."
"Yes!" The red-robed disciple replied.
"You guys stay and help. Ying Zhong, you're going to the North Continent with us!" Mars Saint said to a green-robed disciple.
"Yes, Master!" The green-robed disciple replied immediately.
With a wave of her sleeve, Mars Saint led Bamboo Pole, Brother Fatty, and Ying Zhong to the North Continent.
With the Saint leading the way, their speed was extremely fast. When they arrived at the North Continent, Mars Saint chose to stop at Wushuang City. She wanted to find out about the current situation in the High Heaven.
However, when Mars Saint landed outside Wushuang City, she found that there was a huge Golden Dragon of Luck on top of the city.
"There's one above the city too? Master, why is there a Golden Dragon of Luck in the Holy Court's city? "Ying Zhong asked in surprise.
"Let's go in and take a look!" Mars Saint said.
Bamboo Pole and Brother Fatty naturally had no objections because they were also curious.
At the city gate, ordinary people could not see the four of them at all under Mars Saint's spell. The four of them swaggered into Wushuang City just like that.
As soon as they entered Wushuang City, the four of them were stunned.
This was because many of the citizens of Wushuang City were looking up at the sky, looking at the luck in the sky.
An image appeared vaguely in the luck. In the image, there were pavilions and countless people walking around.
"The High Heaven? We can actually see the High Heaven? "Ying Zhong said in surprise.
"The dragon travels everywhere, blessing the world, and showing the imperial capital?" Mars Saint said in a deep voice.
"What do you mean? This is the High Heaven's scenery? "Brother Fatty asked.
"Yes, it's the High Heaven! Zhong Shan wants to announce his birthday to the world? "Ying Zhong asked in confusion.
"It's a live broadcast!" Bamboo Pole said in surprise.
At this moment, Ying Zhong looked at Mars Saint and said, "Master, we are not far from the High Heaven. Why don't I stay here and watch over these two scourges? After all, if I bring them to the High Heaven, they will definitely lose face!"
Mars Saint looked at Brother Fatty and Bamboo Pole and finally nodded. Yes, could they bring them there? Wouldn't that be courting death?
"Guard them well. I will send you a message and tell you what to do!" Mars Saint said in a voice transmission.
"Yes!" Ying Zhong nodded.
After that, Ying Huo disappeared without saying goodbye to the two of them.
"Eh? Where is Mars Saint? "Bamboo Pole lowered his head and Mars Saint disappeared.
"Master went to the High Heaven. We can also see the High Heaven from here, so we don't need to go. After all, it's too dangerous there!" Ying Zhong said.
"Dangerous? What dangerous? That pervert actually went back on his words! "Brother Fatty said angrily.
"You two, please respect my master, or else …!" Ying Zhong said coldly.
"Or else what …" Bamboo Pole said halfway and couldn't move anymore.
Brother Fatty and Bamboo Pole suddenly couldn't move. Then, Ying Zhong took them to an inn and asked for a courtyard. He locked them in and sealed the courtyard with a formation. Only then did Ying Zhong have some peace and quiet. If it weren't for his master being polite to them, Ying Zhong would have killed them. Now, he was too lazy to talk to the two of them. He locked them up and waited for his master's message.
The two of them who were sealed by the formation could finally move. At this moment, their faces were full of anger.
"That pervert is indeed a bastard. Brother Fatty, if they don't take us there, we will go there ourselves!" Bamboo Pole said angrily.
"Okay, take out the big shovel. We will dig a tunnel out!"
In the High Heaven, Zhong Shan's birthday celebration. Following Zhong Shan's order, above all the large cities in the Northern Continent, a scene appeared above the small Sea of Fortune.
A scene of the High Heaven. The celebration was announced to the world. Just like what Brother Fatty and Bamboo Pole said, it was a live broadcast. However, this kind of broadcast only had images and no sound. It was only broadcasting what the nineteen-clawed Golden Dragon of Fortune saw to the thousands of small Golden Dragons of Fortune.
Zhong Shan's birthday celebration was celebrated by the whole world. Almost everyone in the Daikon State put down everything they were doing and looked up at the High Heaven.
In the High Heaven, there were countless banquets and invitations to the powerful people from all over the world.
In the Hall of Eternal Life Square, there were seventeen lotus seats floating. The lotus seats were filled with rich delicacies.
There was a main platform and sixteen guest platforms! The sixteen guest platforms were divided into two levels. There were seven on the inner level and nine on the outer level. Obviously, this was where Zhong Shan hosted the banquet.
The door of the Longevity Hall was closed. Hundreds of officials stood outside respectfully, obviously waiting for Zhong Shan to come out.
At this moment, several guests had already arrived at the sixteen guest platforms. A few of the most distinguished guests had already taken their seats.
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