Looking at the futon that Du'er Zhenren took the initiative to let out, Kunpeng, who was slightly hesitant, couldn't help but go over and sit down. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kunpeng!" Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, who looked at each other, both saw a touch of fierceness in each other's eyes.

Seeing Kunpeng's performance like this, Du Er Zhenren couldn't help but secretly shake his head in his heart. It seems that Kunpeng's heart is big, but this makes Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun even more jealous of him. The strongest trio within the demon clan is destined to be detached!

Immediately afterward, many people around couldn't help but look under Kunpeng's buttocks, staring at the futon, as if they wanted to see if it would disappear as well.

Even Du Erzhen couldn't help but secretly wonder if the futon would run under his ass again.

And what is surprising is that after a while, the futon where Kunpeng sat is still there!

Kunpeng, who relaxed slightly, faintly flashed a hint of joy and brightness in his slightly squinted eyes.

And Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, who also paid attention to this, were even more jealous in their eyes. The twelve ancestors of the Wu clan couldn't help but grit their teeth one by one and look unsightly.

"It didn't disappear?" Du'er Zhenren was slightly surprised: "Is it because I took the initiative to give it up?" or... But no matter what, Hongjun shouldn't have the intention of making Kunpeng holy! Kunpeng didn't have that chance to be lucky. ”

And the next moment, Du Erzhen, who only felt a flower in front of him, suddenly felt that the time and space around him had changed, and he was already sitting in the front row, and it was still relatively close to the middle, and on both sides of him were Nuwa Niangniang and the guide Taoist. At the same time, Yunkong found that he had a futon under him.

Not only has the seat of Du Erzhen changed, but in the entire Zixiao Palace, many people's seats have changed, and the rows seem to be sitting more orderly, implying some kind of Taoist subtlety, and everyone has a futon under them.

There are the least people in the first row, and there are only seven people, including Nuwa, Sanqing, Zhun Ti Jieyin, and Du Erzhen.

There are a lot more people in the second row, including the Twelve Ancestors, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Emperor Jun, Xi and Changxi, the Queen Mother of the West, the Eastern Prince, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, the Styx Ancestor, Fuxi, and the Thunder God.

In the third row, there are also many familiar figures of Du Er Zhenren, such as the water monster ink, the war monster Zhu Yan, the ginkgo fairy, the silver lingzi, the Huang'er Qing'er sisters, the Qingqiu fairy, Duobao, the South Pole, etc., as well as other monks who are still not famous in the flood famine, such as the burning lamp.

The others went down in rows, occupying the huge space of the entire Zixiao Palace, densely packed with thousands of people.

"Huh? After Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were surprised, they looked at the seven people sitting in a row in front of them, especially six of them were just Da Luo cultivators, and their hearts were suddenly very unbalanced. How can a few big Luo Jinxian sit side by side with Nuwa Niangniang, and how can they be qualified to sit in the first row?

Their expressions changed, and their hearts were secretly angry, and an invisible surging coercion instantly descended on Zixiao Palace, making everyone's faces change in their hearts, and they looked up at the purple cloud bed in front of Zixiao Palace almost at the same time. I saw that on the cloud bed, a thin old man in a purple robe with an indifferent face suddenly appeared, it was Hongjun.

"You will come according to this seat in the future, and you must not compete with each other!" Hongjun looked down at everyone, and his indifferent and majestic voice seemed to penetrate the bottom of everyone's hearts, so that everyone was awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be afraid.

"Is this the power of a saint?" Donghuang Taiyi, who was secretly frightened in his heart, looked at Hongjun and couldn't help but burn his eyes, this level of cultivation is what he should pursue! If he has such cultivation, who in the flood can stop the demon clan from unifying the flood wilderness?

Du Er Zhenren couldn't help but look at Hongjun with squinted eyes: "The power of the saint is really terrifying! Why did this Hongjun let me sit in the first row, and the other six are all future saints! Could it be that Hongjun really has the heart to make me holy? No, relying on Hongmeng purple qi to become holy, I am afraid that I will not be able to get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao." Even if they are sanctified, what if they are holy? Thinking that the three Qings fought with each other later, Hongjun came out, and each person had a 'jelly bean', and they were packed up and obedient. If you don't rely on the chance of Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is not necessarily impossible to become holy. Even if you can't be holy, you can still be that free and easy immortal. ”

Hongjun also turned his head slightly and his gaze fell on Du Er Zhenren, and the gaze containing invisible power made Du Er Zhenren instantly feel like he was seeing through him. Du Er Zhenren was keenly aware of the excitement hidden in the depths of Hongjun's eyes, but he was not surprised. If Hongjun didn't know that the true identity of Du Er Zhenren was the incarnation of the good corpse of the Great Immortal, it would be strange.

"Wu Hongjun, when the heavens and the earth were opened, they were born in the chaos, and they have been concentrating on penance, so they are fortunate to become the first saint in the flood wilderness since the opening of the world," Hongjun looked away slightly, and looked at the people in the Zixiao Palace again: "In the past, when the heaven and earth first opened, several powerful monks were born in the flood wilderness. Xiaoyao Great Immortal, Yang Mei Ancestor, Ancestral Dragon, Tianfeng, Qilin King, Yin and Yang Ancestor, Five Elements Ancestor, Canglong, Huangtian, and Nuwa Fuxi, many of them have discussed with me. But in the early tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the three clans of the dragon and phoenix and the unicorn were defeated, and they were also sacrificed because of the fierce battle with the demon ancestor Rahu and the safety of all living beings in the wilderness. They have made great contributions to the flood famine, and you should remember them. ”

Du Er Zhenren was slightly stunned when he heard this, and he didn't expect Hongjun to mention this before preaching. It seems that he has not forgotten the Yang Mei ancestors who sacrificed for the desolate beings!

The people who came to hear the sermon below could not help but talk to each other. They also have some understanding of the powers that Hongjun said were born when the heavens and the earth first opened. It's just that not much of them know about the reasons for the fall of these powers.

It turned out that they were sacrificed for the sake of the famine! After knowing this, many monks couldn't help but admire and praise these legendary powers. No matter what the world, heroes and sacrifices are always admirable.

"Dao Ancestor, I don't know why this seat is arranged like this? Nuwa Niangniang is sitting in the front row, we have nothing to say, but what qualifications do Du Er and Sanqing have to sit in the front row? Who are the other two? I'm afraid that not many people here know them, right? Why do they also sit in the first row?" Di Jun couldn't help but speak.

As soon as Di Jun's words came out, everyone who was talking to each other was secretly shocked, and they all looked at Hongjun and Du Er and others in the first row. Among them, there are also some Da Luo Jin Immortal cultivators, and there is no doubt that some people are also a little resentful that Sanqing and others can sit in the front row. The key point is that this seems to be the arrangement of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, and they can't help but want to know why Dao Ancestor arranged it this way.

Hongjun frowned slightly, looked at Di Jun with a slightly sharp gaze, and said after a little silence: "They all have great opportunities and great creations, I want to accept them as disciples, as my disciples, they can naturally sit in the front row." If you are dissatisfied and don't want to hear the word, please leave, I didn't ask you to listen. ”

Di Jun was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and his face was a little difficult to look at. The seven in front turned out to be Hongjun's disciples who wanted to be accepted as disciples? Seven people, six of them were Da Luo Jin Immortals, could it be that he had the opportunity to create more than him, the second corpse quasi-saint, and was he not qualified to worship under the Dao Ancestor?

Hongjun is the first saint in the wilderness, and the benefits of worshipping under his door can be imagined. The point is that this gives you a better chance of being sanctified.

Not to mention that the two lich clans were jealous and unwilling, some other people who thought that their cultivation was not weak, especially some Da Luo Jin Immortals, were envious and regretful in their hearts. Why didn't they ascend to the heavens and worship under the Dao Ancestor in one step? Why did Sanqing have this opportunity?

It's just that who Hongjun wants to accept as an apprentice depends on his own meaning, and they can't control it!

"Apprentices?" Sanqing and Zhun Ti were all slightly surprised, and Nuwa was surprised and fell down, but she couldn't help frowning slightly and was slightly depressed. Ah, Hongjun, are you disgusting with me? We were comrades-in-arms who fought side by side, and now you want to take me as an apprentice, what do you mean? Don't you feel awkward?

Hongjun didn't care about the expressions of the other people below or what they thought in their hearts, but looked directly at Nuwa and the other seven people sitting in the first row, and said in a cold and majestic tone: "What do you think?"

"Meet Master!" Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi and Tongtian were all very surprised, and simply saluted Hongjun respectfully.

Zhun Ti and Zhi, who glanced at each other, also saluted Hongjun with a happy face: "Meet Master!"

"Nuwa, Du'e, what about you?" Hongjun, who nodded lightly, turned to look at Nuwa Niangniang and Du'e Zhenren.

Nuwa Niangniang's beautiful eyes flashed slightly and she was about to give a salute, but Du Er said in a loud voice and simply: "I don't apprentice!" (to be continued.) )