Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 312 I didn't get the futon, so I brought one myself

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at it, Han Feng found that even though he had traveled to the prehistoric era, the Tianting Reader on his mobile phone could still be used as usual, and he could still contact the Three Realms of his era.

Immediately, he was relieved, this was his greatest reliance, if this thing couldn't be used, he couldn't guarantee that he would be safe and sound in this era where there are as many golden fairies as dogs.

Just now when Hongjun Daozu passed on the message, all the powerful people heard the general direction, and Han Feng also heard it, it was in Tianwaitian.

Zixiao Palace is located in the depths of the outer sky, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and those who reach it are destined.

Closed the mobile phone, set up Tengyun, and Han Feng flew straight to 33 days away.

As soon as he flew into the outer sky, Han Feng saw the raging chaotic airflow, pushed his hands forward, and the twelfth-grade golden lotus in his body began to rotate, and a mask with black and yellow energy of merit appeared out of thin air, protecting him in the air. in.

Wearing the mask of the twelfth-grade golden lotus, Han Feng flew to the depths of the outer sky.

As he went deeper, gradually, Han Feng saw many figures.

These figures all have the same purpose with him, that is to search for the existence of Zixiao Palace in the depths of Tianwaitian.

These people who can run rampant in the chaotic air current and swim in the outer sky are all powerful people with extremely deep magic power.

Finally, a quaint building appeared in front of everyone.

It is a simple Taoist temple, standing in the depths of the outer sky where the chaotic air currents are rampant, and it has an invisible majesty!

The area of ​​the Taoist temple is not too big. On the plaque in front of the gate, there are three ancient seal characters written in the center: "Zixiao Palace."

In front of Zixiao Palace, a lot of people of all kinds had already gathered, and some of them, like Han Feng, just found here and stopped in front of Zixiao Palace.

Han Feng silently stopped in front of Zixiao Palace. There were already many people gathered here, and many people flew over one after another, but no one noticed him.

Then, Han Feng carefully looked at the people around him, and among them, he saw three celebrities at a glance.

The three of them stood together like a group, forming a small circle. The one in the middle was an old man in a purple robe. His face was calm, and there was a sense of tranquility and inaction between his brows, unmoved by external objects.

The old man squinted his eyes, seeming to be asleep or awake, but the aura around him was as round as water, making people unpredictable. Who else could this be if he wasn't the Taishang Laojun?

On the left hand side of Laojun, there stood a middle-aged man wearing a white Taoist robe with a golden rim. He was majestic and majestic, and the abyss was like the sea. It is estimated that this person should be Yuanshi Tianzun.

And on Laojun's right hand side, is a 30-year-old green-robed Taoist, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes like lightning, with an unstoppable momentum, like an unsheathed sword, sharp and compelling, although there are thousands of people, I will go spirit.

Looking at the sharp aura on his body, people dare not look directly at him. Han Feng knew that this must be the leader of Tongtian Sect.

Han Feng took a few silent glances, turned his eyes from Sanqing, and landed on a pair of men and women with similar looks.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, national beauty and talent, like a fairy, with a feminine aura on her body.

The man's appearance is majestic, as smooth as jade, seven points similar to the woman's appearance, and there is also an unfathomable vast aura hovering around his body. Obviously, the two people's mana is not bad.

"This should be the brothers and sisters Fuxi and Nuwa?" Han Feng thought silently in his heart.

Then, Han Feng saw a man in a red robe who looked like a red cloud, and beside him was Zhen Yuanzi holding a book from the ground. This guy held the book from the ground in his hand, which can be called a symbolic thing.

In addition, there are Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Kunpeng, Minghe, etc., all of whom were powerful people in the prehistoric period.

Of course, these are all Han Feng's guesses secretly based on their appearance characteristics. He has no idea whether it is true or not. Only Dong Huangtai holds the Chaos Clock in one hand, which is easier to recognize.

Because of the Chaos Clock, he had carefully looked at the picture of Jiyan in the store of Tianting Reader, so he could recognize the appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell at a glance.

Just as Han Feng was secretly looking at these people, the door of Zixiao Palace suddenly opened, and two boys carved in pink and jade came out from inside.

A little beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, a bright nose and red lips, a lively little lady, a plump and handsome lady with a high spirit, and a lively young lady.

The two boys came out, glanced at the people outside Zixiao Palace, and said, "Teacher Hongjun welcomes you, fellow Taoists, please come in!"

After the two boys finished speaking, they stood around in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, without looking at the crowd, with a certain attitude.

"Fuck, these two should be the first Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the Heavenly Court in the future, right?" Han Feng looked at these two children, probably the later Haotian and Yaochi.

So, at the moment when he walked into Zixiao Palace, Han Feng suddenly took out two packs of white rabbit toffee from the dragon and phoenix ring, and stuffed a pack into each of the two boys.

The two boys looked at Han Feng's disappearing figure suspiciously, wondering why he suddenly gave them a bag of free things.

But this is not important, what is important is that this is the first time someone has given them something since they were the children of Hongjun Patriarch!

Just when they were wondering, Han Feng suddenly sent a voice transmission to them: "Two boys, don't worry, this is the authentic white rabbit toffee, sweet and delicious."

"Big white rabbit toffee? Sweet? What the hell is this?"

The two boys looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what the white rabbit toffee was, they understood one thing, that is, this thing is edible.

Ignore the two boys' exploration of the white rabbit toffee.

When Han Feng walked into Zixiao Palace, he saw six crucial things.

From the outside, Zixiao Palace is just a small Taoist temple, but inside it is a very spacious hall, with a cloud bed standing in the center.

In front of the cloud bed, six futons are placed in sequence.

Han Feng knew at a glance that these six futons represented the status and status of Hongjun's six disciples, and sitting on this futon represented the opportunity for future sanctification.

At this moment, Han Feng couldn't care about anything else, and just dodged in the direction of the futon.

But the others are not fools. When everyone saw the six futons, they also knew that this represented a special status.

In an instant, the figure flickered, the target, the futon.

Han Feng didn't go to grab the first three futons, he was single and weak, how could he win Sanqing?

Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Taoist Tongtian, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi are all extremely arrogant people, and they all took aim at the first two or three futons.

In the Zixiao Palace, the big guys didn't dare to use their mana to fight, they could only fight secretly and compare their speed.

Over there, Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Taoist, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others all went to grab the first few futons, while Han Feng aimed at the fifth or sixth futon.

The two brothers and sisters of Fuxi and Nuwa have teamed up to grab the fourth futon, and Han Feng is also out of luck!

It's a pity that when Han Feng just walked up to the fifth futon, he was about to sit down on the five futons. Suddenly, a figure flashed, and a black-clothed Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks had already sat on it.

In terms of standing skills, what Han Feng learned was the inheritance given by Tiandao himself, but in front of this person, he is still far behind!

This guy was obviously coming from behind, and he overtook Han Feng in the blink of an eye, and sat on the fifth futon.

When Han Feng turned his gaze to the sixth futon, he saw a red shadow flashing again, and a Taoist priest in red was also sitting on it.

"Damn it, this fucker won't be messed with!" Han Feng stood beside the fifth futon, speechless in his heart.

These two people who sat on the futon one step earlier than Han Feng were none other than Kunpeng and Hongyun.

It is said that this Kunpeng is not small. There is a fish in the north, its name is Kun, and the size of the Kun is unknown. It turns into a bird. Its name is Peng. And fly, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

Kunpeng has unparalleled speed, which is beyond the reach of spells, but is a natal supernatural power, and even a saint can't get it. Therefore, even if Han Feng has the body skills inherited from the Dao of Heaven, it is still not enough to look at.

And the red cloud sitting on the sixth futon was the first red cloud in the world after the first opening of the world. It was also good at speed, and it also completely defeated Han Feng.

The fifth and sixth futons here have been settled, and the first four futons over there have also yielded results.

Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Taoist Tongtian were slightly better, pushing Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi out, and the three of them sat on a futon with their buttocks dropped.

Fuxi and Nuwa are two siblings, with Nuwa sitting on the fourth futon, and Fuxi standing aside, showing the appearance of a flower protector!

The six futons were the same as Han Feng knew.

Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Taoist, Nuwa, Kunpeng, and Hongyun sat one each, and it didn't matter to him at all. Even if he had no foresight, knowing that these futons were related to the aura of sanctification, it would not help.

Seeing this result, Han Feng wanted to cry, but he also knew that the last two futons should not belong to Kunpeng and Hongyun, but should have been taken away by those two in the west.

Sure enough, at this moment, two more Taoists walked into Zixiao Palace.

One of them was ridiculously thin, with a sallow complexion, a pitiful look, and a bitter look on his face, while the other Taoist, who was eating white and fat, had a smiling smile on his face, and his face was kind, with a clear contrast between sadness and joy. contrast.

It's just that this white and fat Taoist's eyes flickered when he saw the scene in Zixiao Palace and the six futons in front of the cloud bed.

Then, the white and fat Taoist cried out in mourning: "Senior brother, pity me that the journey to the west is so far away. I have gone through all kinds of hardships to come here, but there is no place to rest. How sad! It's better to hit your head to death! "

Saying that, the white and fat Taoist was about to bump into the pillar of the temple.

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, I'll give you a resting place." Seeing that the white and fat Taoist was about to bump his head against the palace pillar, Hong Yun who was sitting on the sixth futon suddenly spoke and stood up from the futon.

Just as the Taoist in red stood up, the chubby Taoist sat down without hesitation.

"Damn it, you're so shameless, is this how Western sects of feelings got futons?" Han Feng looked at the scene in front of him with infinite contempt in his heart. He originally thought that the two Westerners would use force, but this What the two play is acting.

Then, the chubby Taoist looked at the fifth and sixth futons, rolled his eyes, pointed at the Kunpeng on the fifth futon and shouted: "What a wet-born egg, wearing a fur belt Disciple A, what qualifications do you have to sit on a futon? Why don’t you retreat quickly?”

With a few words, the entire demon clan was scolded, and many people in the hall changed their faces, but they were happy to watch the show because it was nothing to do with themselves.

Although Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were also monster races, they didn't even sit on the futons themselves. Watching other monster races sit on the futons and press them down, they naturally didn't bother to talk.

Nuwa is also a monster, she frowned, but didn't interrupt.

At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun who was sitting on the second futon also said: "Of course, don't defile this throne, and retreat quickly!"

Someone helped, and Kunpeng, who was alone and weak, gave the white and fat Taoist a bitter look. There were two people in the other party, and he was alone. He couldn't use his magic power here.

Helpless, Kunpeng could only stand up from the futon.

Unexpectedly, he had just stood up when the skinny Taoist standing next to the white and fat Taoist sat down. His appearance was so shocking that everyone in the hall was speechless.

Looking at the performance of these two guys, Han Feng kept despising them, especially the fat man. This guy should be the Taoist quasi-prompt, while the withered Taoist is the guide.

Zhunti Daoist and Jieying Taoist are the two leaders of the Western religion, two of the six Heavenly Dao sages, and the words "this thing is destined for the West" have made these two shameless second Western leaders.

But Han Feng didn't care about these things, seeing that the six futons were all occupied, and the other parties were in groups, he would definitely not be able to grab it by himself.

In the end, Han Feng tilted his head and smiled, he took out a futon from his dragon and phoenix ring, threw it to Zhunti's side and sat down.

He still has a lot of futons in his dragon and phoenix ring, they are all ordinary things that were packed in the supermarket before, just now he just remembered.

There were two to three thousand people in the hall, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw Han Feng take out a futon and sit down. This is Zixiao Palace!Nima can bring her own futon? ?

Seeing Han Feng sitting on the futon he took out, some people despised him, some were speechless, and some even admired him. Why couldn't he think of this?
Facing everyone's eyes, Han Feng didn't have any psychological barriers. This is the futon that I brought with me, so I don't need to grab it from anyone now, right?

Thinking of this, Han Feng sat on the futon that came with him and shook it from side to side, feeling very comfortable.

At this moment, the two boys outside suddenly closed the hall door and walked in.

Afterwards, the two boys came to the cloud bed and stood on the left and the right, and the boy Xiao Zhengtai said: "The teacher is about to start the lecture, all fellow Taoists, sit down and don't make any noise."

Then, the little loli virgin said: "The seat has been reserved, and we must not fight for it without authorization, and we will start a dispute again."

As for Han Feng sitting on the futon he brought, the two boys did not ask Han Feng to remove the futon under their buttocks because they had received a gift from Han Feng before, they just pretended not to see it.

(End of this chapter)