Chapter 110

Yuan Shi's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw four purple futons in the front, which were quite different from the surrounding futons.

Yuanshi didn't know that there were originally six purple futons.

The sage had already given Tongtian and Nuwa one each in advance.

So there are only four left.

But in this way, the Zijin futon seems to be a bit more expensive.

The other thousands of futons are all sparsely arranged behind.

There are only four futons closest to the altar where the sage preached.

And the colors are different.

The other futons are the usual yellow.

And these four futons are purple.

This further reveals the special nature of these four futons.

Taiqing obviously noticed this too.

Without saying a word, the two inspired their respective secret techniques and went straight to the purple-gold futon under the high platform.

But within a short time, Shang Shangqing and Taiqing had grabbed a seat and sat down.

After sitting down, the two of them remembered the old San Tongtian.

Taiqing winked at Tongtian and said, "Third brother, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you come and sit down?"

Tong Tian was also aware of the cherishment of the futons at first, but when he rushed over just now, he suddenly found that these four futons were exactly the same as the one he was smashed last time.

Tong Tian was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes, looked and looked carefully.

There is no doubt that no matter the color or the breath emanating from it, it is exactly the same as my futon.

What's going on here?

Well, anyway, the futons are the same, so I don't have to grab the remaining two futons.

Then let other fellow daoists fight for it!

It was also because of this that Tongtian didn't pay much attention to his elder brother's winking.

Who told me to bring my own futon?

Tongtian walked over slowly.

At this moment, a huge figure rushed over and quickly surpassed Tongtian.

Then Kunpeng sat down next to Yuanshi.

Dude, only one of four futons remains.

Although Tongtian and them always love to argue, they are still brothers.

Moreover, Shangqing and Yuanshi didn't know that Tongtian brought his own futon, so they were in a hurry.

Taiqing couldn't help but said: "Third brother, why are you still standing there? Come here, there is only one position, this position is a chance, a great chance, aren't you usually very smart? Didn't you notice this? "

Seeing Taiqing Yuqing's anxious expression.

Tong Tian felt warm in his heart.

Big Brother, Second Brother, as expected, you still care about me.

At this moment, a red light rushed over.

Immediately on the remaining futon, an old man with red hair, red beard and red face sat down.

Who is that red cloud?

Immediately, Taiqing and Yuqing's complexions were darker than a pig's liver.

There are four positions in total, most of which are opportunities for sanctification.

Now that they have all been sat down, it is conceivable that the third child has missed the opportunity of the sky.

Taiqing kept sighing for Tongtian.

Yuan Shi felt a pity at first, followed by a burst of anger.

Disappointing stuff.

Usually I am very impatient in what I do, but today I am like a fool.

Tell you to quarrel with me, you deserve it!

But Yuan Shi suddenly felt happy.

When all four seats are filled, it means that the opportunity to testify is gone.

Those who came later are naturally not as promising as the four of them.

Great!

This also means that Teng Snake, who is extremely afraid of him, has closed the door of the saint.

Thinking of this, Yuan Shi had a hideous smile on his face.

What about the Son of the Dao?

What about the son of luck?

What about Da Luo Jinxian?

Wu Yuanshi finally has the opportunity to step on you.

It is the kind that is firmly under the feet and can never turn over.

Just when Yuan Shi was secretly complacent, Tong Tian had already walked up to them.

Yuan Shihei said with a sullen face, "Third brother, I told you to come here, but you didn't come here. Why are you here now? Go to the back and find a seat near the front!"

Tongtian smiled faintly, and took it out of his bosom.

Then he took out a purple-gold futon.

Yuan Shi didn't react for a while.

"Third, what are you doing? The position is determined by the sage, do you think it is enough to bring your own futon?"

Taiqing also said: "Yes, the seats are all reserved by Zixiao Palace, you don't want to sit around, be careful that the sage will show his power and drive you out of Zixiao Palace, you will really lose more than you gain."

Tong Tian smiled and said: "Brother, second brother, the surroundings are quite spacious. Let me sit down, I believe the saint will not say anything? Besides, my futon is the same as your futon. I don't think it's suitable to put it in the back. It's better next to it!"

Only then did Yuan Shi and Taiqing notice that the futon Tong Tian took out was exactly the same as the futon under their buttocks.

Not only the color is the same, but the breath is also the same.

They suddenly felt that their brains were not enough.

"what's the situation?"

"Third, where did this futon come from?"

"Could it be someone from Zixiao Palace gave it to you?"

Tong Tian rubbed his head, "I don't know, the last time I opened a mansion in the East China Sea, I was hit on the head suddenly, and then I picked up this futon."

Taiqing and Yuqing almost fainted.

Is that okay?

But it seems Tongtian was right.

Although the futons at the back also exuded not weak aura, their strength was obviously not as strong as the purple and gold futons.

Seeing that after Tongtian sat down by himself, the saints on the stage did not object, so they were relieved.

"It seems that as long as you have a purple-gold futon, you are eligible to sit in the front."

This scene was seen by the Hongchen guests behind, and they were all taken aback.

Then they realized something.

"Zixiao Palace has reserved a place, and it seems that there is no rule that it cannot be moved."

"Tongtian brought his own futon, sit in the front, let's go, we also move forward."

"That's right, fools also know that the closer you are to a saint, the more inheritance you may get."

"Go, go, move quickly."

Countless immortals who reacted hurriedly moved the futons under them.

However, the futon underneath seemed to have taken root.

Let them exert their breastfeeding strength, and don't even think about moving half a bit.

Since the futon cannot be moved, I will learn from Tongtian and use the futon that comes with me.

Ever since, many gods with futons ran forward excitedly.

There is still a lot of space under the altar!

However, what surprised them was.

As soon as he approached, he was bounced back by an extremely strong force.

Everyone flew upside down dozens of meters, lying on the ground and moaning.

Yaochi on the stage stood up.

"Anyone who moves his position arbitrarily will be disqualified from listening to the sermon."

Most people can bear it.

But there are always some straightforward people.

"Why can Tongtian have no place, but can go to the saint?"

"That is, there are only four futons in front. According to you, there should be only four people. Why can Tongtian keep it?"

For a time, countless people clamored.

Yao Chi on the stage was furious.

"As long as you have purple and gold futons, you can also come to listen to the sermon."

Only now did everyone know that it wasn't Tongtian who moved his nest randomly, but that he had a purple-gold futon.

"What's so special about this purple-gold futon?"

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Only then did they notice that the Zijin futon was really extraordinary.

There was a powerful force emanating from above.

Countless people were downcast.

"That's how it is. Those who knew that I would not look around when I came in should go straight to the front."

"These purple futons have ghosts, maybe there is a chance against the sky."

"Can't it, the aura is different, obviously sitting on it will get more inheritance."

"I'm so angry that I missed the big opportunity."

"That Tongtian actually has the same futon as Zixiao Palace."

"Pangu is authentic, he really has great luck!"

"Envious, jealous!"

Just when everyone was discussing, Qin Hao, Nuwa, Fuxi, and the ancestors and great witches finally came around the giant pillar.

Seeing people everywhere, Fuxi looked depressed.

"We're still late, and we don't even have a good seat."

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