635: Chapter 222 Coming to the Door_3 635: Chapter 222 Coming to the Door_3 Elder Yansheng tapped his dry pipe and, with his hands behind his back, said, “This Poor Daoist proposes that in three months, within our Wanyun Sect, we hold a grand competition.
This competition will be voluntary to participate in, to select a batch of trustworthy staff for Ping’an, the Heavenly Emperor.
Ping’an, what do you think?”
“Elder Yansheng speaks sense!”
Li Ping’an took on an air of dignity, slowly nodding.
The eyes of the elders lit up, and they all gave Elder Yansheng a thumbs-up.
Li Ping’an took the opportunity to sidle a couple of steps aside and, with the swiftness of a thunderbolt that doesn’t allow one to cover their ears, charged into a side hall.
He thought of the hundred thousand plus Qi Cultivators outside the mountain gate, as well as the constantly arriving sects and Loose Cultivators, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Misjudged, truly misjudged.
If this trend continues, wouldn’t the front of Nüwa Palace be gathering a million Immortals in three years?
He just thought about finding a corner to ditate and rest for a while when the bonsai beside him shook slightly.
Just behind those banana-leaf-like large green leaves, an old face slowly erged.
“Heavenly Emperor~ Heavenly Emperor~”
Li Ping’an turned his head and almost flung the Self-moving Immortal Armor from his sleeves right at the intruder.
Mo Linyuan, this guy, actually ca again.
“Senior,” Li Ping’an pulled a forced smile, “what are you doing here?”
“That Taoist Duobao was incredibly rude, and there were many matters that I haven’t yet had the chance to discuss with you properly.”
Mo Linyuan crawled out of the bonsai, his figure shaking as he transford to the size of a normal person, then he bowed towards Li Ping’an.
“Greetings to the Heavenly Emperor.”
“Senior, you are too courteous,” Li Ping’an raised his hand in a gesture of support and invited Mo Linyuan to take a seat beside him.
When Zhunti and Nüwa fought a great battle, Mo Linyuan had tried to rescue Wanyun Sect.
For just this reason alone, Li Ping’an was all the more polite to him.
“I thank you, Senior, for your help earlier.”
“I am ashad, so very ashad!”
Mo Linyuan seated himself on the edge of the seat, lowered his head, and sighed:
“The Sect Hierarch is powerful, and this Poor Daoist is feeble; I couldn’t be of much help, truly don’t know what to say.
“Heavenly Emperor, the New Heavenly Court should be established by the Human Race, and this Poor Daoist should not harbor any hopes, but you see…
how the Ancient Heavenly Court operated, and how the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Dao liaised, this Poor Daoist also qualifies as an expert.
“The Six Great Masters are arrogant, and the Sect Hierarch’s disciples are domineering and unruly.
This must be put to a stop; otherwise, even if the Heavenly Court is established, it will be controlled by the Sect Hierarch and his disciples.”
Li Ping’an pondered for a mont, “Senior, let’s not ntion this again in the future.”
“Heavenly Emperor, I know you are just gaining montum and have many concerns, but I just wanted to give you a reminder; many things must be planned in advance.”
Mo Linyuan smiled as he took out a storage bracelet from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Li Ping’an.
He said, “This was commanded by the Heavenly Dao for this Poor Daoist to move as part of the treasure of the Ancient Heavenly Court, years ago.
The New Heavenly Court needs to be established, and treasures are to be consud everywhere; this item can solve your urgent needs.”
Li Ping’an hurriedly refused, “How can I…”
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”
Mo Linyuan stood up and made a Daoist salute:
“This Poor Daoist’s wish is for peace in the world, for living beings to follow the rules, for Great Powers to be limited, and for the world to beco a joyful land for all beings!
“Yes, this Poor Daoist is a slave of the Heavenly Dao, and everything I do is for the Heavenly Dao, but Your Majesty, this Poor Daoist has no ulterior motives; I only wish that one day when you rise, establish the Heavenly Court, stabilize the world, and command respect from all around, this Poor Daoist could proudly call himself your subject, to enter the Heavenly Court and steer your carriage for you!
“This Poor Daoist takes his leave!”
“Senior!”
Li Ping’an didn’t have ti to speak; Mo Linyuan disappeared in a flash.
He looked at the bracelet, took out the Cangyue Bead to inspect it, and used the Cangyue Bead to put away the item.
“Master, there is indeed a treasury here.”
“It’s getting more and more complicated.”
Li Ping’an sighed in his heart:
“This old Taoist also forms a faction of his own, the Heavenly Dao faction, the Queen Mother’s faction, Nüwa Palace’s faction, the Eastern Alliance and Xuanyuan Palace’s faction, the Western Sect’s faction, the Demon Race’s faction, each of the Three Teachings of the Taoist Sect forms its own faction.”
“A vulnerable Heavenly Emperor, struggling to survive.”
“Establishing the Heavenly Court is easier said than done.”
As he lanted in his heart, he suddenly frowned slightly; a thread of a barely perceptible song entered his ears, and a mist seed to appear before his eyes.
Li Ping’an lightly furrowed his brow.
He seed to see a Kaiming mythical beast yawning, and the mist quietly dissipated.
He was still seated in the chair, but the surroundings had transford into continuous Illusionary Realms, turning into an ancient forest lush with vegetation.
Li Ping’an, sensing sothing, looked forward and saw a graceful silhouette erging slowly from the mist in the forest, moving without swaying, with her hair flowing unruffled, her re posture was already enough to evoke endless daydreams.
“Queen Mother?”
Li Ping’an spoke with a smile, his gaze remaining clear.
A slightly plaintive sigh ca through the mist, with a thousand words of emotion blended within.
“Li Ping’an, why do you continually avoid ?”
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