Honghuang: I can evolve all things

After pinching his fingers and calculating, Hongjun muttered: "Strange! Strange! The meaning of the Heavenly Dao is absolutely not the holy position of this woman, but how did she find Zixiao Palace?"

Saying this, Hongjun stretched out his hand a little, and wanted to hide Zixiao Palace again, avoiding this woman.

Otherwise, when this woman comes in, won't she have to occupy a holy position futon?

"Hongjun Daoyou, what are you doing here?"

Hongjun's movements were interrupted by Ling Tian.

Hongjun glanced at Ling Tian, and then asked Haotian and Yaochi to wait outside, and then said with a smile: "My preaching this time is the instruction of the Heavenly Dao, which can pass on my Xuanmen Immortal Law, and can also choose the Heavenly Saint, I put a few futons in the front hall, I am very particular, it is the Holy Throne Futon, the futon has a fixed number, it is the Heavenly Dao selection, but among the Heavenly Saints, there is no woman outside the door, so I can only temporarily hide the Zixiao Palace to prevent the Heavenly Dao from being chaotic and having an accident." "

That is, Ling Tian, so that Hongjun can explain according to his temperament, after all, he can't beat it.

Ling Tian also smiled: "Since that's the case, wouldn't it be nice to add another futon?"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Hongjun, and directly stretched out his own hand.

In the front hall, along with the six futons, a seventh, identical futon appeared.

Hongjun's cheeks twitched.

Is this a futon!!

This is the number of heaven!

It's a definite number!

Hongjun roared inwardly.

However, seeing that Ling Tianying had an old relationship with the woman outside the door, Hongjun only raised his hand and froze in mid-air, but there was no other movement, and then he silently put it down.

"Ling Tian Daoist can put away the magic weapon. Hongjun looked at the long-handled golden gourd hammer that suddenly appeared in Ling Tian's hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Oops! Daoist friends are not strange, it's just that there is some itching on the back, so take it out to stop the itching. Ling Tian said, pretending to scratch his back with a little golden gourd.

"I'll endure! I'll endure! I'll endure again!" Hongjun silently recited the word forbearance in his heart.

The stunning woman outside the door felt strange when she saw Zixiao Palace suddenly disappear for a moment, and then reappeared.

But I didn't pay much attention to it, and soon saw Haotian Yao Pond, entered Zixiao Palace, and came to the front hall.

Seeing the seven futons side by side, the woman didn't think much about it, bowed to Zixiao Palace, and then sat on a futon and put away the jade bottle.

Only then did Hongjun notice the jade bottle.

I thought it was just an innate spiritual treasure, but after sensing the rich merit power on the bottle, Hongjun's face changed again and again.

"Innate merit is a treasure!" Hongjun exclaimed in a low voice.

Ling Tian's face was indifferent.

The power of the innate merit is equivalent to the innate treasure, but because of the power of merit, it is blessed by the way of heaven and can avoid thousands of killings.

Xiao Hei raised his eyes and looked at Hongjun, disdainful in his heart: "I haven't seen the world." "

Others don't know, but Xiao Hei knows very well that in the Supreme Heaven Ling Heaven Dao Palace, innate treasure-level materials can be seen everywhere.

There are also countless chaotic spirit materials, which are good things that can make the saint break his head.

Hongjun also thought that there was still Ling Tian at this time, coughed dryly, and said to hide his embarrassment: "Lao Dao really didn't expect that in the midst of the desolation, there is actually a treasure of innate merit. "

At this, his brow furrowed again.

It stands to reason that the living beings who can obtain the supreme treasure of innate merit will inevitably be loved by the Heavenly Dao, but how can they not have one of their holy thrones?

pinched his fingers to calculate, but the sky was chaotic, and Hongjun could only frown and suppress what he thought in his heart.

After the woman sat down, soon, another great supernatural person from Zixiao Palace walked into the front hall.

At this time, it was an old, middle-aged, and young Pangu Sanqing.

After Sanqing came to Zixiao Temple, he was also stunned when he saw that someone was still ahead of them.

They glanced at each other and didn't say much, but they each found a futon to sit down next to the woman.

Another year passed, and outside Zixiao Palace, two more creatures walked in.

They are all human bodies and snake tails, but it is Fuxi and Nuwa who have arrived.

Seeing that there were still three free futons, Fu Xi first let Nuwa sit on the fifth, and then planned to sit on the sixth.

Boom!

A strong airflow suddenly blew in from outside the view, and a figure with a strong force broke in from outside the view, and actually hit Fu Xi and stumbled.

Although he was not injured, Fu Xi also took a few steps back and retreated behind Nuwa.

The figure sat on the sixth futon.

"You!" Fu Xi's face turned angry.

However, thinking that this was a saint's dojo, Fu Xi forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

But Fu Xi naturally knew how to gossip and deduce, and the seventh futon clearly gave him a sense of alarm at this time, so after the sixth futon was robbed, Fu Xi didn't force it anymore, but just sat cross-legged behind Nuwa.

As soon as he sat down, another red cloud floated in from outside the door, turning into an old man in a red robe.

The old man looked around and saw that there was still a futon left, and Fu Xi had already closed his eyes and cultivated, and had no intention of sitting on the futon, so he smiled on his face and sat on the last futon.

The futon is the closest place to the main seat in the hall, so you can naturally listen to the Taoist ancestor more closely.

Soon after Hongyun sat down, the sea of blood outside the palace was turbulent, and the earth's qi was pervasive, and the River Styx and Zhen Yuanzi entered almost at the same time.

Styx glanced at the hall with an indifferent face, and saw that the futon was already occupied, and Fu Xi was still sitting behind him, and he didn't have any other ideas, just sat behind the futon.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun signaled to each other, they were friends, but in the saint's dojo, they didn't dare to make the slightest noise, and Zhen Yuanzi also sat in the back.

Soon after the two of them sat down, Hou Tulian moved lightly, without relying on any magic weapon, relying on his strong body alone, he arrived at Zixiao Palace, which made many great powers in the hall look sideways.

After that, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Dongjun, Jin Mu Yuanjun and many other great powers entered Zixiao Palace under the guidance of Haotian and Yaochi.

No one dared to make a noise, but each found a place to sit down.

Soon, the hall was full, and those who came late could only sit on the ground in the square outside the hall.

When the millennium period is approaching, there are nearly three thousand in Zixiao Palace.

Haotian and Yaochi, who had been guarding outside the door for ten years, glanced at each other, and felt that the time was almost up, and they were about to close the door of Zixiao Palace.

"Fellow Daoist and slow!".

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