Hong Huang: Empress Nuwa, please don’t make up your mind

But at this time, Zhunti was a little bit at a loss with a mournful face.

Now the eyes of all the prehistoric powers are all placed between Kunpeng and Hongyun.

He quickly cast a look for help, wanting to let Jieyin think of a way for himself.

It means, senior brother, you are already sitting on the futon, so you can't forget the little brother!

However, there was nothing Jieyin could do at this time, he was a little confused by this futon, and it was simply impossible to get another one for Zhunti in the same way.

The so-called dead Taoist friends do not die poor Taoism.

This was the thought of Jieyin at this time, he shrugged helplessly.

Zhunti's face became even more aggrieved.

But suddenly, Jieyin came up with a plan, and immediately whispered to Zhunti.

Zhunti exclaimed how wonderful, a smile finally appeared on the crying face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

He immediately strode between Kunpeng and Hongyun, and said righteously.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun deeply understands righteousness and gave way to my senior brother. I am very grateful, but fellow Daoist He Kunpeng seems unmoved. Could it be that he looks down on me, Xixi? It must be!"

"Hey, I think the west is barren. Since the War of Demon Dao, all the spiritual veins in the west have been destroyed, and the aura is far inferior to that in the east."

"This seat and my brother want to educate all living beings in the West, so I came to participate in the lecture of Hongjun Daozu in Zixiao Palace."

"My two brothers are really shouldering the responsibility of revitalizing the West. I beg you to make way for me. I am very grateful. I recognize you as my guest of honor in the West!"

While talking, Zhunti was crying, with tears all over his face!
Lin Lan watched with a "poof" smile, and secretly scolded the Western duo for being shameless.

However, what the two of them said was true. The first battle of Rahu detonated the west, and there was no one in the west. The two of them who received Zhunti also let go of all their pretense, and vowed to revitalize the west. Lingmai.

But the strength of the two is still too small, and the aura in the west is not as rich as that in the east, so no one wants to go there.

That's why there was the matter of picking up Zhunti and fighting Qiufeng later.

However, although the two are poor people, they are not worthy of sympathy.

Hongyun abdicated. Originally, he let himself, and others had nothing to say, but he insisted on pulling Kunpeng, which also caused him to be infected with murder and hatred in the prehistoric world!

Like Lin Lan, all the great powers stared at Kunpeng, wanting to see what Kunpeng would do.

But Kunpeng thought he was innocent, so he became the target of public criticism for no reason. If this is not Zixiao Palace, these prehistoric powers might attack him in groups!
Kunpeng had no choice but to stare at Hongyun.

But how could he easily give up the opportunity he had snatched?

You must be famous for being shameless. Since you can be so shameless for the sake of chance, then so can I, Kunpeng!

After Kunpeng figured this out, he immediately glared at Zhunti and said.

"I said that you are barren in the west and shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the west, so why not me?"

"Aren't all the living beings in the North Sea the prehistoric beings? Aren't the beings in the North Sea worthy of enlightenment?"

"This seat is responsible for educating all living beings in Beihai, so fellow Daoists forgive me!"

After Kunpeng's words, all the great masters nodded frequently.

indeed.

The barrenness of the west needs to be educated, and the living beings in the North Sea also need to be educated!

What's more, doesn't the West already have access to seats?

Why do both of you have to be seated in order to educate sentient beings?

For a while, all the powerful people in the prehistoric world agreed with Kunpeng's statement, and no longer held hostility!
However, at this time, Hong Yun feels that this is indeed the case.

He shook his head helplessly, sat next to Zhen Yuanzi and no longer planned to take care of these matters.

But Zhunti can't just let it go!
He changed from normal, with anger written all over his face, walked up to Kunpeng, raised his finger and shouted loudly.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you are too much, I give you face, but you don't want it!"

"You think you deserve to sit here?"

"You, a flat-haired animal that hatched from wet eggs and is covered with fur and armor, are you worthy of listening to the sermon here?"

When Yuan Shi heard the words at this time, he also nodded and agreed.

"Well, what Fellow Daoist Zhunti said is very true, you beasts really don't deserve to sit on the same level as me!"

"Second brother!"

Tong Tian yelled, and immediately called Yuan Shi to stop. He had one thought most in his mind, that is, there is no distinction between teaching and learning.

If they were all the same as Yuanshi, wouldn't all the prehistoric beings who were hatched from wetness and dressed in phosphorus and armor not be worthy of cultivating Taoism?
Yuan Shi snorted immediately and stopped talking.

But at this moment, before Kunpeng could get angry, he pushed Kunpeng off his seat, and immediately sat on it firmly!

Kunpeng was furious, even a little confused!
In the prehistoric world, although most of the immortals came from the transformation of all things.

But there are not any people who hatched from wet eggs and wear fur and armor!
To mention a word now is to offend more than half of the powerful people in Zixiao Palace's three thousand guests!
All the powerful people are itching their teeth, although Yuan Shi also looks down on the wet-born eggs, the fur-and-armored generation, but they can't provoke Sanqing!

So they could only focus on Zhunti, and even a few powerful people had already discussed that after Hongjun finished his sermon, they would kill Zhunti to relieve their hatred!

And how can Zhunti manage so much?

As long as he can sit on this seat, it doesn't matter if he is an enemy of Quan Honghuang?

Anyway, he has achieved his goal, and everything doesn't matter!

But at this moment, Kunpeng was the most innocent one. He didn't do anything at all, and he was affected. There was an evil fire in his heart that had nowhere to vent, and a mouthful of divine blood spewed out of his mouth immediately!

"puff!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Aim at Zhunti and make a move!

But right now!
Haotian, who was guarding the door, suddenly let out a loud cry.

"quiet!"

"The saint is here!"

Now, Kunpeng realized that everything was over!

The sage has long stipulated that fights are not allowed in Zixiao Palace.

They had violated the rules when they snatched the seat just now, but the law does not punish the public, if he raised his hand in front of the saint, he would be slapped to death by the saint!

Kunpeng saw that the general situation was settled, and his heart was ashamed. He snorted coldly, took a hard look at the culprit——Hong Yun, and immediately flashed to the side of the two poor Dijun Taiyi!
But at this time, the sound of heaven is long, and the sound of the great way spreads throughout the Zixiao Palace.

A golden lotus sprung from the ground on the throne of Zixiao Palace, thousands of flowers floated down, and a saint's coercion frightened everyone.

Everyone bowed reverently.

Only Lin Lan didn't move, but stared at the gray-robed old man who suddenly appeared above the god seat and smiled lightly.

Nuwa raised her head and glanced at Lin Lan, and found that Lin Lan didn't kneel down, her heart ached.

That's a saint!

No matter how smart your talent is, how defiant your roots are, you are nothing in front of a saint!

What's more, Lin Lan only has the realm of Taiyi Jinxian now.

Nuwa was really worried that Lin Lan would offend the saint and slap Lin Lan to death!
Seeing that the sage hadn't spoken for a long time, all the great powers slowly raised their heads, all of them were shocked by the scene in front of them!

Lin Lan didn't kneel down to a saint?

You don't really think that you are invincible, so you are disrespectful to the saint, right?

Just when all the prehistoric powers were wondering how Lin Lan would die!
Hongjun on the god seat waved his big hand, and said without sadness or joy on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Hongmeng, this futon is not your place."