The Mightiest Little Peasant

Celestial Spirit Continent.

A divine light flew out from the celestial court.

A moment later, the light stopped and a graceful and delicate figure appeared.

She flicked her sleeve, and a token flew out.

A white-clothed figure stepped out of the token.

"Gongzi!"

Ji Ruyin called out respectfully.

When Tang Hao nodded at her, he opened his cave, and a figure swept out from inside.

"Thank you!"

The Desolate Evil Old Demon was the first to walk away, arching his hand.

"This old demon ......"

Tang Hao looked at his distant figure and lost a laugh.

This old demon was an ancestral dragon, his bloodline was extremely strong, and he must be very mixed up in the Immortal World, so he wasn't worried.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Then, Daoist figures swept out and bowed to him in gratitude.

These were all people from all sides of the Holy Land, from all the dao fields, from all the families.

"You guys ...... take care of yourselves!"

Tang Hao flicked his sleeve, took out some treasures, and gave them to them.

Most of these people had their own ideas and wanted to make their own way, so he couldn't force them.

"Thank you!"

The crowd took it, bowed and thanked it again, and it was gone.

"Wow! It's so rich in fairy energy!"

"Tsk! Is this the fairy world?

The old silver dragon, the blood crocodile, and the demonic spirit, the three of them also came out, and looked around, all exclaiming.

"Where is the mother dragon? If not, a fairy will do!"

The old silver dragon had a pair of shining eyes and a somewhat lecherous expression.

"Be careful, this is the immortal world, if you get into trouble, I can't save you!" Tang Hao glanced at him and said, "The old silver dragon immediately shrank, revealing his accent.

The old silver dragon immediately shrank his neck, revealing his accent color.

In the ancient times, many immortals liked to catch his Silver Dragon clan and cut it off to make pills or eat it with wine.

If he met a Golden Immortal, or an even more terrifying Da Luo Immortal, he would be finished.

He covered his crotch and stopped making noise.

"Let's go! From now on, you will stay in the Pingtian Sect!"

Tang Hao took them with him and went to the Pingtian Sect.

When he arrived at the Pingtian Sect, he reorganized and rearranged the positions.

Ji Ruyin was intelligent and capable, and the usual affairs of the sect were naturally managed by her, while Miss Su, and Ye Yatou were elders, focusing on cultivation and teaching their disciples.

The three of them, Old Yinlong, were also elders.

As for the thousands of people in the Ji family, they were to be integrated into the clan, first as disciples, and then be promoted to elders when their strength increased, which would also help Ji Ruyin manage the clan.

After making the arrangements, he came to the summit of the Pingtian Peak.

Here, he reserved a palace for himself.

"Has that girl already ascended to the throne!"

He sat down, contacted the bilocation, and learned about the situation of the various parties in the immortal world over the past year.

Generally speaking, there was nothing too noteworthy.

This immortal world is mostly peaceful, because they are all immortals, and there are very few life and death feuds, so there are fewer fights, and at most there are quarrels and fights.

The only thing that was a bit lively was the enthronement ceremony of the Holy Spirit Immortal Dynasty not long ago, which caused quite a stir in the immortal world.

As for the Xuanyuan Clan, the Origin Sect, and the Western Pure Land, there was no big noise either.

After a few moments, he withdrew his mind.

"It's time to impact the Da Luo!"

He took a deep breath and murmured.

He had already finished deducing the method to open the original destiny realm, and it was already perfect to the extent that it was time for him to try it.

Now, he sat down, closed his eyes, and began to try.

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Somewhere in the immortal world.

In a dark, gray space, there is a mirror floating.

The surface of the mirror was like water waves, shimmering.

Then, suddenly, the water waves shifted and gradually lifted, transforming into a figure of a bony old man, about seventy years old, wearing a linen robe.

He was slightly hunchbacked, with drooping eyelids and cloudy, dull eyes, and looked like an old man in his twilight years.

He stood there, unmoving, ever since he appeared.

A few moments later, not far from the mirror, there was a wave of water again, and a figure appeared, a huge figure, like an iron tower.

The two men looked at each other, both of them silent.

Soon, another figure condensed out, a man in a golden robe, with flowing white hair and an extremely handsome appearance.

"Yo! Medicine Lao Er, why do you still look like this!"

He looked around, smiled at the old man, and said.

"Isn't that nice!"

The old man raised his eyes and said indifferently, "You are a dignified Pill Fairy King.

"You're the Pill Fairy King, and you're not dignified in this state!" The white-haired man in the golden robe.

"Decent? Ho! I'm just an old man, I don't need any respect. I'm not like you, Xuanyuan, a descendant of the emperor. The corners of the old man's mouth lifted, and his tone was somewhat sarcastic.

The golden-robed man laughed, not caring.

Soon, in the four corners of the mirror, there were figures one after another, different in appearance, from those with an extraordinary temperament, elegant like immortals, to those who were ordinary, like farmers, to those who were radiant and mighty, like gods of war.

There were eleven people in total, standing in all directions.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

In a short while, another figure condensed out, transformed into a charming woman.

She looked around, giggled and charmed.

"All right, all here!"

A man in a white robe, about fifty years old, looked around and said in a deep voice.

"You guys really aren't going to call that guy?"

The Night Fairy King said.

"What's the point of calling her, she's that man's daughter, she'll be fine, we weren't even going to call you." The handsome man with white hair in a golden robe said.

"Alright!"

The Night Immortal King nodded his head and kept quiet.

"As you all know, the deadline is almost up, there are not many years left, it is not a good idea for us to hide like this, we are the only ones in the entire Immortal World, and there will always be someone unlucky enough to be chosen to be sacrificed."

The white-robed man looked around and said.

Suddenly, everyone's face changed slightly.

In the eyes of the world, immortal kings like them were imposing existences, but they had a hard time saying it, otherwise, they wouldn't have tried every possible way to hide so far.

In a short while, some of them would be chosen and sent to be sacrificed.

Only by doing so could the Immortal World continue to exist.

Even though they were unwilling, there was nothing they could do about it.

This was a rule set by the Heavenly Desolate Emperor, and in the ancient times, there were people who rebelled against it, but they were all brutally suppressed by the Heavenly Desolate Emperor.

"His incarnation has become the Heavenly Dao, and when he awakens, he will be able to monitor the entire Immortal Realm, and no matter how much we try to hide, I'm afraid it will be in vain, and one of us is destined to be sacrificed."

"Therefore, we must find a way to reduce the risk!"

The white-robed man continued.