The south city of Chang'an City.

A special place was planned here to accommodate members of various schools of thought.

now!

In a huge chamber of meetings, ancestors from various schools of thought gathered together.

Below them are many second-generation disciples in the family. As for the third- or even fourth-generation disciples who are further down, they are not qualified to attend the meeting.

"Everyone, your Majesty is going to pardon the gods."

"This is a great thing."

"Haha, I must pardon a craftsman god." This is the ancestor of the Mo family. At this moment, he touched his chin and said proudly.

Everyone did not refute, after all, they have specialties in art.

The reason why they gathered together at this moment is that among the various schools of thought, some priesthoods and powers are more commonly used, and many schools of thought are qualified to serve.

Li Shimin was naturally too lazy to do this. After all, no matter who it was given, it might cause other families to have ideas in their minds. Although they didn't care about their ideas, they still had to avoid such troubles.

Therefore, in addition to those established clergy, such as the Wenqu God of Academics, this must be given to the ancestors of Confucianism, or the craftsman god just now, it must be given to the ancestors of Mohism.

Apart from these, the rest are similar to the Kitchen God, the God of Official Way, etc., and no matter which one is, you can take office.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the three most powerful schools are Confucianism, Mohism, and Yin-Yang!

And these three companies are also the most representative.

Among them, the Confucian ancestor spoke first.

"I, Confucian, want to account for 10% of these idle gods, and you can do the rest by yourself," said the Confucian ancestor lightly.

Everyone was a little surprised. They thought that the Confucian ancestor would speak loudly, but they didn't expect that only 10% of them would make this Confucian ancestor change his nature.

The Confucian ancestors had no expression on their faces at this moment, but their hearts were bitter.

Because he had received a warning from His Majesty that their Confucianism had already been very strong in the Tang Empire. In order to maintain balance, he had to make concessions elsewhere.

"Okay, since Confucianism is so happy, then I, the Mo family, are not greedy, and I should take 10% of it," said the ancestor of the Mo family indifferently.

Of course, everyone had no objection.

The remaining Yin and Yang family also opened their mouths to get 10% of them.

The three largest families divided up 30%, and the remaining hundreds of schools jointly divided up the remaining 70% and allocated resources according to the strength of their respective families. Although Han Feizi of the Legalists did not get 10%, he also got half a share of it.

......

soon!

Time has come to the moment of the gods.

Just like when he was buried with the National Master before, he was still the previous altar and the previous court officials, but this time there were more schools of thought.

Li Shimin was wearing a dragon robe, and a powerful aura was emitting a powerful force of devouring mountains and rivers. He was extremely domineering and fierce.

"I, the emperor of the Tang Empire!"

"Today begin to be the gods!"

"Zhao Wuji, leave!"

A tall and mighty man wearing a Confucian robe and exuding a great Confucian atmosphere came forward, and his face was extremely excited.

"Keep your Majesty!" Zhao Wuji knelt on the ground and shouted loudly.

"The Nine Heavens Dongchu Secretary ordered Taiyi Yuanhuang to Dingfu and report to Shantianzun"

Li Shimin pinched a finger in his hand.

Then [Fengxian List] appeared in the air.

At the same time, Li Shimin summoned the imperial seal of the Tang Empire and then instilled magic power into it.

"The power of the eight directions! Only natural! The spiritual treasures forgive the lives of the nine heavens!"

Boom ~

A thunder appeared, but the lucky golden dragon shook its tail. A golden light of luck penetrated into Zhao Wuji, and the human fortune of the position of forgiveness had been completed.

The Kitchen God... has come true!

Don’t look at the long term “The Emperor of the Nine Heavens Dongchu is the emperor of Taiyi and Yuan Dynasty to Dingfu and report to the Heavenly Lord”, but in simple terms, it is just a kitchen god.

And just after Li Shimin successfully pardoned the Kitchen God, some changes also occurred in the distant Eastern Heaven.

......

In the heaven!

Kitchen Temple.

Although the Kitchen God is not of high grade and not strong in strength, as a conceptual god of scope, he also has his own separate palace in the heaven.

"Ha'er~"

The Kitchen God was bored and beat him up.

He is a very typical god in the heavenly court who lives a life. As for the authority of the Kitchen God, he has never managed it.

According to the original responsibility of the Kitchen God, it is to manage the food in the world, the stoves for making fires, firewood, etc.

Sudden!

The Kitchen God widened his eyes.

"This...what's going on?"

At this moment, the cultivation level of the Kitchen God was rapidly regressing.

Originally, he was in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, but now he has retreated to the early stage of the Golden Immortal and is still regressing. If he keeps passing like this, he will really retreat to the cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal.

"Power, God's authority is passing away"

The Treasure God's pupils contracted violently, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Is it possible that it is the rule of heaven? I see that this god is too lazy, so..."

For a moment, the Kitchen God thought this way, but he was not too panicked.

Because as the righteous god of heaven and earth, his life span has long been boundless. Whether it is high in cultivation or low in cultivation, it will not have much impact on continuing to live a life in the future.

"No, your Majesty cannot know about this matter, but you can go and ask your colleagues."

The Kitchen God thought for a moment in his heart.

Because he really doubted whether it was because he had never fulfilled his responsibilities as a god, which was caused by this.

soon!

The Kitchen God came to his good partner, the Pot God!

As gods who are also in the kitchen, both of them are the kind of gods who live a life of silence. In addition, the gods are similar, so they are naturally more advanced.

....

"Black pot~"

"Black pot~"

The Kitchen God looked around and called softly.

After a while, a dark face was seen, almost the same as the King of Hell in the underworld, and behind him was an old man with a slaughter.

“Hahaha~”

"Hey~ I think it's someone, I dare to shout here. It turns out that it's the Kitchen God, you, the immortal."

The pot god said with a hearty laugh.

Because the two have a good relationship, the same level of the gods, so they speak naturally very casually.

"Heiguo'er, you... look at my current cultivation level." After approaching the pot god, the Kitchen God said softly with a bitter face.

The pot god was stunned for a moment, then released his divine thoughts and looked at the stove god.

"Hiss~"

"What's going on with you?"

"Have you become possessed by practicing?" Guo Shen asked in horror.

The Kitchen God waved his hand.

"What, you know my personality. If I don't practice much on weekdays, how can I get obsessed with it?"

"I don't know what's going on, but today my cultivation level has quickly regressed."
Chapter completed!