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Chapter 1977. God Conferred System 4

After a pause, Han Zifeng complained, "You two, the sun, have quite a bit of merit, right? Plus the money your naughty kid got deducted for cheating his father. So, why don't you borrow some from Heaven? After all, you can really pay it back. You're just getting your salary in advance, which is fundamentally different from those two bald guys getting their bonuses in advance."

Zi Feng silently took out the seven-colored incense, but didn't even light it this time. Then, a line of words appeared on the clouds in the sky: "Emperor Jun governs the demon race and must not interfere with the progress of the human race. If you agree, you can make Emperor Jun a saint."

Just as Di Jun was about to agree, Zi Feng brushed him off, saying, "You're stupid! You're trying to trick me again!" She looked up and asked, "The Jie Sect is full of demons, so where do they belong? There aren't many pure humans in the Jie Sect, are there?"

The clouds in the sky suddenly turned into six dots. It was a hasty decision, I forgot. Then, Tian Dao fell silent. This was hard to calculate. Zi Feng thought about it and said, "Well, isn't it time to confer the title of God afterward? So, after the splitting is complete, Jiejiao and the demon tribe will team up. Those who are not considered human will be under their control. If both sides manage well, that's fine. If they don't, we'll just chop them off and rebuild them. Yeah!"

Not to mention Di Jun shivering, even Tongtian Sect Master shivered. Zi Feng thought about it and said, "No, there are also Lingshan and Tianting, they all have to be counted in it. The main thing is to beat a naughty child for being disobedient and spanking the boss! Yeah."

The six dots in the sky turned into six exclamation points! Everyone had one thought in their mind: "Is this really okay?!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao was deducing. Don't say it, it's not impossible. As long as the management is reliable, at most a thunderbolt will kill those despicable people. The clouds in the sky actually made a check. Zi Feng clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Big Bird, when you become a saint, talk to Tong Tian and control those non-humans. Otherwise, I will first kill you two, all races, and first kill the clan leader Ang, hahaha..."

Although Di Jun was delighted to achieve sainthood, the subsequent laughter and laughter left him speechless. However, given the opportunity, Di Jun imitated Jie Yin and Zhunti's borrowing patterns and began to speak. Zi Feng's response was a shrewd response, saying disdainfully, "You can't even copy the answers I give you, right? They both made grand vows, but that's because they lack the basics. I've already said you're getting an advance on your wages, not making or fulfilling a vow, okay, silly bird."

Di Jun thought about it and actually followed Zi Feng's pattern: "In the name of the father of the sun and the moon, I promise that from now on the sun and the moon will shine on the earth forever, bringing normal harvests to the earth, in exchange for my becoming a saint today. In the name of the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, I promise to strictly control the demon race in the future. Those who break the rules will be punished by heaven and earth." Needless to say, after being reminded by Zi Feng, Di Jun made two wishes and easily became a Heavenly Saint.

Jie Yin and Zhunti's irritation was understandable, though. After all, the Father of the Sun and Moon, this promise, was truly an early paycheck. There was a fundamental difference between this and their buddies' crazy blank checks. It really was true: The world can do without Western religions, but it cannot do without the Sun and Moon.

No one cared whether their fellow disciples were heartbroken or not. What made them even more speechless was that Yinglong seemed to have gotten carried away and actually followed Di Jun's lead, promising good weather and good harvests for thousands of years. In the end, he was struck by a sword from heaven.

Zi Feng complained, "Big Bug, you're just being unreasonable. The sun and the moon are eternal, and you're nothing. In the future, humans will be able to ensure good weather and good harvests. You're fooling Heaven, so who else will be punished if not you?"

Thinking of this, Zi Feng tried to trick Zhao Gongming into giving it a try. Zhao Gongming actually succeeded, claiming to be a benefactor. This immediately irritated Ying Long even more. Zi Feng laughed and said, "Hahaha, money is definitely valuable at all times. The God of Wealth is a saint, so lending money is perfectly normal. He can still pay back the compounded interest, right? What's yours worth paying off?" Ying Long was furious. Really furious.

However, Zhao Gongming's sainthood shocked even Tongtian Patriarch, who actually jumped up in shock. What the hell, how could one of his own disciples achieve sainthood so suddenly? Nuwa burst out laughing, and the remaining two people said: "It's too much to bear to watch!"

Tongtian Patriarch happily sought out his own disciple. What could he say? He was just so proud! There was no other way around it. Master and disciple were both saints, definitely peak status. But what left everyone speechless was that, even so, Jie Yin and Zhunti could only hover at the level of Quasi-Saint.

Zi Fengchuan and Duobao said, "Keep your best. If there is anyone among you who can become a saint, then it depends on you, Sakyamuni Buddha."

Tongtian Jiaozhu, who was originally very happy, suddenly became unhappy when he heard about Sakyamuni Buddha: "He is my disciple."

Zi Feng said disdainfully, "He became a disciple of Zhunti and was reincarnated as Sakyamuni Buddha. Your disciple became the Laughing Buddha and used your Six Soul Banner as a token of his allegiance." Looking at the happily smiling Yuanshi Tianzun, Zi Feng complained, "Including Huang Long, who keeps fighting and failing, there are only three of you left in the entire sect. The alchemist is even more stubborn. From the beginning to the end, there is no second one."

The Three Pure Ones stopped laughing for a moment, and Zi Feng added, "So it turns out that even with a large tree, there are dead branches. It's better to have more people. After chopping off the dead branches, there are still a bunch left, and the chance of producing quality products is higher. They focus on having more people. They choose one out of ten thousand in the Jiejiao sect, while you basically have only one seedling. Hahaha."

The others immediately felt worse. Zi Feng said to Tong Tian Jiaozhu, "Speaking of which, you have a piece of grass under your command, dogtail grass."

Tongtian Patriarch thought for a moment and said, "Spiritual Grass Immortal? What happened to him?"

Zi Feng waved his hand and said, "This is your dogtail grass. This is called millet. It's edible and nourishes the stomach. Now here comes the key point, the merit. Can you make your dogtail grass turn into millet? How should I put it? For a mortal to achieve this, it is estimated to take thousands of years, but he is an immortal. If he mutates himself, it should be enough in a few years. After all, the main feature of millet is mutation."

Tongtian Patriarch asked curiously, "Are you sure you can turn it into something?"

Zi Feng nodded and said, "Yes, and any mortal can do it. Tell your little disciple to work hard. Over here, talk to the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, or communicate with the people of the Shang Dynasty. At least, if I can't give your little disciple a saintly status, I can let him enjoy the incense of the human race. That's much better than being a deified god."

Tongtian Sect Master also agreed with this. After all, everyone has their own path, and perhaps this was his destiny. He summoned Lingcaoxian and gave him this task. Lingcaoxian was puzzled, but since his master had said so, he would work hard.

The grass was very excited. It had to work hard and complete its mission. Needless to say, once it had an idea, it really transformed everyone into a living grass. Zi Feng was very satisfied that the human world had already reached the Shang Dynasty, waiting for the Spirit Grass Immortal to decompose its body and transform into the first generation of millet seeds.