The immortal Yang Mei thought about Hongjun's words and his eyes twinkled.

He didn't know the problems in his world, but he didn't expect that what Hongjun said was so serious.

"Will it shake the foundation of my world?"

"Oh, what do you say?"

Hongjun gave him a white look, looked pondering, and then said, "why don't you give up your world and go to my wasteland for development?"

Yang Mei snorted coldly: "no, I can stand firm in chaos by relying on the evolution of this world. If I give up this world, I'm afraid my cultivation will decline."

"Hey, aren't you aware of the existence of Taoist Ye Fan?"

Hongjun Taoist priest looked at Ye Fan: "the existence of the cast temple can solve half of your worries. Why keep your rotten world?"

"Taoist friends, don't be ridiculous. I've consumed a lot of energy to open up the world. If I reopen the world, I may not succeed."

Hongjun: "that can only solve this matter from the root."

"Oh?"

"Although there are no saints in this Hunyuan City, these people have regarded their current status as the highest in their consciousness!

If you want to stifle the wind of fighting life and death and not taking human life seriously, you must set up your own rules, that is, set down every detailed rule for the world, just like the way of heaven! "

Ye Fangang just looked around and found that Yang Mei's world had its own cultivation system compared with the wasteland world, but there was no moral bondage, let alone merit and sin.

Therefore, the Immortal Emperor indulged his subordinates and confidants so much that the world that did not take life seriously was destined not to develop upward.

To put it simply, the people here can't compare their ideological and moral realm with the flood and famine.

Yang Mei's eyes narrowed: "do you want me to erase the Immortal Emperor of a city?"

"Can you do it?"

Hongjun glanced at him with disdain on his face.

Although it was said in a joking manner, Yang Mei was still very angry.

"If I could do it, I wouldn't let Taoist Ye Fan come here."

Yang Mei looked at Ye Fan and said, "if it is arranged in the heaven, the people at the lower level do not have a chance. It seems that you have your own reason to set up the casting temple in the first heaven of the three worlds."

"Then, my world will set up the temple under the heaven, which is similar to the three worlds. How about it?"

If Yang Meisi wanted to go, he could only imitate the flood and famine, otherwise there was really no way.

His world is very special, more complex than the flood and famine.

"Yes, as long as you don't regret it!" Ye Fan doesn't care. He can be anywhere.

As long as there is enough energy to keep coming here, anything will do.

When Yang Mei heard this, she immediately felt wrong: "what do you mean? Is there anything else about the casting temple you set up in the wilderness?"

"Although there are many people here, there are not many immortal gods. According to my perception just now, there are battles here all the time. Although there are many high-ranking people, the elites below have been killed by the people above!

If it is set up under the heaven, maybe the saints born in your world will squeeze the following practitioners harder! "

Yang Mei listened and fell into meditation.

Hongjun said with a smile at the moment: "Yang Mei Taoist friend, why don't you open up a world for Ye Fan Taoist friend alone, so that all creatures in your big world can enter his world after practicing to a certain level?"

Yang Mei hesitated and asked, "you mean, let me add a rule to every world?"

"Exactly!"

For example, the demon world can go to Ye Fan's casting temple to strengthen its weapons at any time after cultivating into a big demon.

The same is true in other worlds. When humans in the human world practice to the realm of divine transformation or Yuanshen, they can go to the realm where the temple is located. At that time, everyone can go, and Yang Mei can develop rapidly in the world.

"Well, let me think about it!"

Ye Fan then said, "but did you think of where so many immortal emperors are going after the breakthrough?"

Yang Mei was stunned. Yes, where are you going? Now he is at the top of the world. If there is no place to go after breaking through the Immortal Emperor, they may continue civil strife.

You can't let them go straight to chaos, can you?

Saints only practice. Going to chaos is an act of looking for death.

"This..."

Yang Mei has a big head. When he opened up the world before, he didn't find so many loopholes. After these two people said, they found that their world was far from the flood and famine of Pangu.

Hongjun and Ye Fan looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness from each other's eyes.

This man is too reckless.

"Well, I'll open up another divine world!"

Yang Mei said with some meat pain.

Opening up the divine world needs to consume his chaotic origin, and the loss is unintentional.

But now I have no choice for the perfect development of my world.

"Then it's really a good time for us to come and see Yang Mei's Taoist friends open up the world with our own eyes. It's a worthwhile trip!" the smile on Hongjun's face has not been reduced.

Ye Fan nodded. Although he also wanted to open up the world, the power consumed by opening up the world is far from what he can bear now.

Although he is now a saint of chaos, he can't compare with Hongjun and Yang Mei, who have survived in chaos for many years.

They have accumulated for a long time, but ye fan is still a novice. If he really wants to open up a world, he may be drained of energy by heaven and earth before he succeeds.

Besides, the land pressure is still secretly eyeing. Who doesn't know when that guy will appear.

In case of his plot, the devil knows if he can live.

He may not be able to play with that kind of antique that even plans for the ancient.

Yang Mei looked at Ye Fan and Hong Jun and said, "then next, let's go outside first. If we want to open up the divine world, we have to be in chaos. Moreover, we have to make up the rules after the birth of the divine world."

Ye Fan nodded and slowly disappeared into the Hunyuan palace.

In chaos, under towering ancient trees.

Yang Mei said solemnly to Ye Fan and Yang Mei: "Yang Mei, thank you for your sword intention. I don't know it when I'm in the Bureau. After your advice, I'm really impressed!"

With a look of shame on his face, it was obvious that he had benefited a lot.

"You don't have to be polite. After all, at our current level, it's lucky to find people with similar aspirations. I'm also honored to help."

After returning the gift, Hongjun said, "well, Yang Mei, let's start!"

Yang Mei nodded and pointed to the top of the trunk.

Boom!

A chaotic cloud bloomed at the top of the tree trunk, and the fog raged, with endless golden thunder crashing down.

Then a black-and-white chess piece appeared in Yang Mei's palm, suddenly enlarged, like a planet, and spread towards the fog.