saints

The other creatures are all superficially polite to themselves and others.

Actually.

Just wait for the critical moment to turn your face.

Maybe there are other ideas, each doing its own thing, each with different thoughts.

These principles are very clear.

He went on to say: "Brother, hurry up and adjust your breath to get your body in order. Brother can feel that the sermon is about to begin."

"Yes, brother."

Zhunti is not stupid, he is also very clear and understands all this.

I can't handle it by myself, and I might be bullied by others. After all, there are many bad-natured creatures in the prehistoric center.

For example, gloomy people like Kunpeng.

There are too few existences like Hongyun Patriarch.

Only when my senior brothers stand behind and support me, can I live a better life.

If you don't pay attention, maybe you don't even have a chance.

and so.

It is better to have a brother.

What's more, he Zhunti and Jieying depended on each other for life until now, and they have supported each other to get here.

He is more aware of this hard-won friendship.

It is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

"By the way, Senior Brother, that Hongyun is a bit silly."

Zunti couldn't help complaining through sound transmission, "I've never seen him be such a stupid monk, it's incredible."

It is hard to imagine that there is such an existence as Hongyun in this world.

It's amazing.

If possible, he actually wanted to be even more shameless.

Chapter 1661 Hongyun: What did I do?

Before Hongjun came over, the other monks in the entire Zixiao Palace were also waiting here.

But the more I wait, the more anxious I feel sometimes.

As if something unexpected, even unimaginable, happened, my heart was pounding and uneasy.

They even felt that there would be problems if they waited like this.

If not done well, there will be some big problems.

How to do?

What should I do?

I never thought about it, but I could only wait.

after all……

That senior Hongjun hasn't appeared yet.

You can't just urge it directly.

That would be pointless.

There is no other meaning.

He is a senior expert, and he and others are just a group of ants.

Just begging for truth.

Under the arduous waiting, it is natural that there will be conflicts.

This is also Hongjun's intention. He knows that the anxious state of waiting is not the state of mind of every creature.

"Next, we must first make you crazy, so that's feasible."

Hongjun thought secretly, "If you don't let you go crazy, how can you have a poor future?"

Tiandao and Jiang Chi's plan is still there, and he has to complete it.

at this time.

All the living beings in the hall have become more disturbed.

Kunpeng, in particular, has always been brooding, and has always been looking forward to everything in the future, feeling that the road can be expected.

What now.

I actually ended up in a tragic end, I could only sit on the ground next to me, not on the futon seat.

Not to mention, this seat was lost because of Hong Yun's words, how reconciled to him.

It is really uncomfortable.

"Hong Yun, I will get rid of you sooner or later."

Kunpeng thought silently in his heart, and his red eyes, like two glaring rays of light, fixedly stared at Patriarch Hongyun.

I can't wait to eat its flesh and drink its blood.

If it weren't for this bastard, I wouldn't have ended up like this, and I wouldn't have ended up like this.

Now, people don't tell jokes.

He was also ridiculed as an egg-laying generation covered in scales and armor.

Really angry.

Unfortunately, this person is one of the original Sanqing.

He can't afford to offend.

I don't want to offend them either.

However, Hongyun could offend him.

"If it wasn't for him, Hongyun, I wouldn't have ended up like this, if he hadn't insisted on giving up my seat, how could I have ended up like this.

Damn Red Cloud. "

is thinking.

Also resentful.

Everyone suddenly felt that two figures flashed across the high seat that was originally empty.

It is two children.

Haotian and Yaochi.

"Don't bother me, everyone."

Haotian said lightly: "Master is about to start preaching, please be quiet."

Everyone: "..."

After hearing Haotian's words, these creatures who came to listen to the sermon came back to their senses, with calm expressions on their faces.

Of course.

They were a little excited inside.

preached.

At last it was time to preach.

They have been waiting for years, for a long time.

If they don't preach, they will almost feel restless.

The current situation seems to be quite good.

Finally something useful to listen to.

Kunpeng also stopped staring at Hongyun, thinking that the sermon was about to start, which was good for him.

At any time, only when one's own strength becomes stronger can there be a future.

Only then can you take revenge.

Otherwise, he would not even have the chance to take revenge.

Because revenge requires strength.

Things without strength will never work in the final analysis.

There is absolutely no chance that way.

however.

Kunpeng probably didn't know, but Hongjun was actually very clear about all this, and he understood the reasoning behind it.

Once he really started to preach, the hatred value was not raised at all, or in other words, it was not raised well enough.

but.

Once I use another method to carry out, the hatred can be pulled up.

For example.

Now, he can go straight to the end.

Hongjun turned into a ray of divine light and landed on the high seat. He glanced at the three thousand people in the world, and then said: "The poor Daoist Hongjun, the ancestor of the Tao, has proved the Tao.

Today, a dojo is set up in the Chaos Zixiao Palace, where we will talk about the law of the great way, the law of the way of heaven, and the opportunity to prove the way.

I hope you wait for a good student to listen, and don't make any noise. "

"Yes, we will follow the orders of our ancestors."

Everyone responded in unison.

Seems pretty normal to them too.

Only Daozu's identity is suitable for Hongjun.

after all……

Hongjun has already proved the truth.

At least, on the bright side, he was the first to publicly preach.

Paused.

Hongjun thought carefully, and said again: "The poor way set up seven futons for seven seats, one of which is a glimmer of life, and now it has escaped into the prehistoric wilderness, no trace can be found.

In addition, there should be six disciples under the Pindao sect.

If anyone doesn't want to become a poor disciple, he can just get off the futon. "

All living beings: "..."

hiss!

After this moment.

They get it.

It turned out that the previous seven futons meant this, but the current six futons are equivalent to the pre-determined disciple status.

Hateful.

"If I had known this, I would have rushed towards a futon."

"Yeah, but it just doesn't feel like that."