Their master was too idle. Looking at the disciples and descendants below, Hongjun planned to forcibly 'feed' them and prepare them, so he wrote and directed Apotheosis of the Gods.
Taishang Laojun: I am pure and inactive, and I am the only one in my family who is worthy of inheriting the mantle.
Yuanshi Tianzun: I have twelve gates and carefully selected each one, enough to be self-sufficient.
Leader Tongtian: It just so happens that I have many people in my sect and I am short of staff...
Taishang, Yuanshi: If you say this, you won't get beaten?
Do it again!!!
Taishang Laojun: I agree with the canonization of gods!
Yuanshi Tianzun: His disciples, those who are destined to be on the list of gods.
Leader Tongtian: I agree with senior brother, those who are destined will be on the list of gods.
Seeing the people on the list one after another, Hongjun fell into doubt.
Hongjun: These crooked people, are you playing me?
Taishang Laojun: Two junior brothers, tell your disciples to be smarter. It's just a formality. What's the point of handing over the sword as soon as you go up?
Yuanshi Tianzun: Guangchengzi, take your bricks and shoot some of your uncle's good disciples. It's best to go back and forth and give me enough drama.
Guangchengzi visited Biyou Palace three times and took photos of several junior sisters.
Master Tongtian: It's not over yet. I'm going to shoot this one by one. I'll wait until what year and month, and let the junior brother lead his disciples and have a big melee with the senior brothers.
Tongtian opened the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, and Sanqing was killed indiscriminately inside.
Yuanshi Tianzun: The younger brother is over, the master is here.
Tongtianmen's subordinates took the largest number of staff, and Hongjun was so angry that he was locked up in a small dark room.
Intention: What you think is not what you think