"Dad, mother, eldest brother, second brother!"

After passing through the Chaos Gate and looking at the four close relatives in the courtyard, Yang Chan's eyes immediately burst into tears and her voice choked.

"Chan'er."

"Three sisters..."

The family of four looked at her at the same time. Yao Ji slowly spread her arms and called gently: "Come here."

"Mom~" Yang Chan turned into a breeze and rushed into Yao Ji's arms in an instant, crying bitterly: "Mom, I miss you so much!"

Yao Ji smiled and cried, silently hugging her daughter's slender body: "Mom misses you very much, and she misses you every moment."

At this touching moment, Qin Yao bowed slightly to the slowly disappearing gate of Chaos, thanking Nuwa for sending Yang Chan back.

He knew very well that saints value face the most, so he would never lose points in this regard.

The sky outside the sky, Nuwa Palace.

After seeing this scene, Nuwa's mouth raised slightly and she was in a very happy mood.

This is very good. Yang Jian did not become the Emperor of Fengdu, but he was still the same as in the past and had never changed.

If he doesn't change, then the relationship between them will not change, and even the relationship between her and Yang Chan will not change.

In fact, these relationships themselves are a way to move the whole body...

It's night.

In the Yang Mansion in Huashan, a family of five were having a reunion dinner happily.

On the battlefield of the Gods, Jiang Ziya sat on the back of the Sibuli, quietly watching the army crossing the river.

"Marson, it's already late. The remaining troops will continue to cross the river tomorrow morning." Soon after, Nangong Shi accompanied Jiang Ziya with Wuji and said softly.

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly: "General Nangong will stay in Mianchi County. Let's take the remaining troops across the river tomorrow. I'll wait for you in Mengjin."

"Yes, Marshal!"

Nangong Shi clasped his fists.

Soon after.

Jiang Ziya rode Sibuli and walked slowly on the water of the Yellow River with Bukit, who was riding a tall horse. Sibuli and Fierce Horse's feet would ripples every time they stepped on the water.

“Bukit~”

"Master."

"Yang Jian was granted a ghost, I was granted a god. Now Yang Jian has achieved perfection and his body has become an emperor. Do you think I have such blessings?" Jiang Ziya asked softly.

Wu Ji pursed his lips and whispered: "Master is a god, and he has worked hard and made great contributions. How could he not have this blessing?

What's more, the List of Gods is now in your hands, and you have the final say on whom you have the gods and what gods you have."

He has never been a stupid person, otherwise he would not be a disciple of the prime minister of the dynasty. Therefore, the moment the master asked, he knew that the other party had made a decision to refer to Yang Jian, or even imitate Yang Jian's plan.

In this case, what can he say?

Do you say that you are not worthy, or should you advise the other party to think twice before doing it?

No matter which one is said, he will be disliked; therefore, he can only speak according to the other person's wishes.

"You're right."

At this time, Jiang Ziya's expression gradually became firmer: "The power of the gods is in my hands, and I have suffered more hardships along the way than Yang Jian. Even if I don't have the extraordinary skills, I still have hard work? Isn't it too much for me to leave a throne for myself?"

"Of course it's not too much." Bukit said without hesitation: "This is what you deserve, Master!"

Jiang Ziya finally laughed, turned her hands and took out the list of gods, stared at the gods in it over and over again, and finally looked at a high god.

And the name of this god position... is for Emperor Dongyue!

Three months later.

Jiang Ziya waited for hundreds of princes in the Mengjin camp, and combined more than 1.6 million troops and horses, and the soldiers and horses sang together, and the world was determined.

At this point, the Battle of the Gods was officially over and the situation was settled. Jiang Ziya bid farewell to King Wu, turned back to Yuxu Palace, and reported to his master Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Ziya, have you considered yourself?"

After asking questions and giving the God-given talisman, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly asked.

Jiang Ziya's heart thumped, and he thought for a while in his mind, and finally knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I have no consideration for you yet."

He was worried that if Yuanshi Tianzun refused to let him go after he said the truth, then he would be completely waxed.

Since this is the case, it would be better to cook the raw rice and first give yourself a god.

In fact, if it weren't for the list of gods that required the talisman and the imperial edicts to be combined with the Gods Platform to be able to be awarded the gods, unlike the list of ghosts that could be awarded the gods immediately, he would have long since named himself the Emperor of Dongyue.

However, he made a fatal mistake of being vicious and despairing, which was that he misjudged the wisdom of Yuanshi Tianzun.

After all, he is one of the Six Saints. How could Yuanshi Tianzun not see the little bit of his heart?

And for Yuanshi Tianzun, you tell him openly that after he carefully considers it, if he thinks it doesn't work, then even if he denied you, he will give compensation.

But you just hide and make small thoughts, which is equivalent to touching his negative scale and blocking your future directly.

Because of this, Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him deeply, didn't want to say anything more, and waved his hand, "You go."

Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to take the order, and then turned into a breeze and flew out of Yuxu Palace.

After watching him leave silently, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head, and his body instantly came to Qishan Fengshen Platform, stared at Fengshen Platform for a while, and raised his hand to take out a heroic soul from it...

The next day.

Jiang Ziya climbed to the Venerable Platform, read out the imperial edict of Yuanshi Tianzun, and was granted the title of God on behalf of Tiantian. He was the first to be granted Baijian, and then he granted Huang Tian to become the righteous god of the Three Mountains.

If he can rank second, his official position is naturally not small. The reason why Jiang Ziya named Huang Tian as the top-grade high god was also very simple. After experiencing the incident of Yang Jian's illegal imperial decree and enthroned Xingsun, he understood a truth.

Human resources are also resources. Huang Tianhua is the apprentice of the Lord of Moral Demon. If he has given him high, then the Lord of Moral Demon will inherit his friendship, just like the Lord of Moral Demon will inherit his friendship!

When Huang Tianhua took the position of god, Jiang Ziya deliberately skipped the Five Mountains Emperors and refused to grant him the title of the righteous gods in various departments, and even some generals who died in battle on the battlefield, even some of the fierce soldiers who were first on the battlefield, were finally able to collect 361 people.

Finally, the stage of enfeoffing the Five Mountains Emperors was the first to be granted Huang Feihu, but he found that Huang Feihu was not in the Venerable God Platform.

Turning around and asking Bai Jian, Bai Jian only said that he didn't know. The key is that the person is not there, and he cannot enfeoff the title. He can only sigh in secret that Brother Feihu is not lucky and crosses the other party and has been named the Four Mountains Emperor.

But what he never expected was that when only the last priesthood of Emperor Dongyue was left, the immortal man from the South Pole brought Huang Feihu to the front of the Gods and accepted the imperial seal.

Jiang Ziya looked at Huang Feihu, then at the Antarctic Immortal Weng, and only felt the blackness in front of her eyes, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The organization is too smart, which will ruin your future...

Time is long.

Five hundred years pass by in a flash.

During these more than 100,000 days and nights, an amazing huge fairy city rose from the underworld.

This city is called Fengdu, which connects the six realms of reincarnation and is the residence of the Emperor of Fengdu.

For five hundred years, the Emperor of Fengdu has transformed into an infrastructure maniac and built a city crazily, which has led to the largest city in the underworld today.

Not to mention those hidden ghosts and the wandering souls who enter the city to play, there are more than 60 million permanent ghosts who have obtained the right to live in this city, so that the city continues to expand outward and grow bigger and bigger.

Compared with the deserted underworld in the past, the underworld is now very lively and finally has some atmosphere of one of the three realms...

This day.

A woman wearing a dragon bun, wearing a white gauze skirt, eyebrows like a small moon, eyes like stars, lips like cherries, jade face, and holding a pure bottle of nectar and shed willows, stepped into Fengdu City, looking at the bustling scene in the city, and secretly amazes.

For mortals, five hundred years are long and enough to reincarnate for ten lifetimes.

But for immortals, five hundred years is very short, and it is just a retreat practice.

In just five hundred years, the underworld has become like this, far better than any royal city in the world, which shows Yang Jian's ability to govern the world...

Soon after.

The woman in white dress arrived at the central imperial palace from the East City Gate and said to the grass-headed god who was guarding it: "Please report to the Buddhist Guanyin, please see the Emperor of Fengdu."

If she was still a Taoist Cihang, then naturally she would not need to be so "outsider".

But her current identity is Guanyin Bodhisattva and a Buddhist venerable, so at this moment, she can only say this.

The grass head god dared not neglect and immediately went to report.

In a blink of an eye, Qin Yao flashed to the gate of the imperial palace and greeted with a smile: "Master...Master."

The word "Shi Shu" that he never called it was naturally intentional, and Guanyin also understood the meaning of closeness he showed.

"After many years of separation, the emperor is still in his prime."

Guan Shiyin looked at the young man in the imperial robe in front of him with a soft look, with his eyebrows and eyes smiling.

Although time will not grow old gods, it will change people's temperament.

Many gods look young, but they give people the feeling of an old man.

For this reason, many gods simply show the world in the image of an old man to eliminate the feeling of incongruity.

But the young man in front of her did not have the aura of an old man, and was still energetic and still warm and brilliant, making people feel happy to see it.
To be continued...