Honghuang: I, Kunpeng, am not Lao Liu

Hongjun glanced at the uneasy crowd lying below, and then at Kunpeng, who was looking down at him respectfully.

I couldn't help but shook my head, it was simply incomparable.

"Everyone get up!"

Everyone stood up quickly.

I was still cursing this villain Kunpeng in my heart!

He refused to even say thank you to Daozu.

But when Zhunti found an opportunity, he stood up and knelt down again:

"Tao Ancestor! Our west is barren, and we and I have no magic weapon to protect us!"

Jie Yin also knelt down and looked at Hongjun eagerly.

The nose of Yuanshi Tianzun on the side was almost crooked with anger.

He didn't expect that he would be sitting with such shameless people. He really lost their dignity.

But the other three thousand Hongchen guests didn't think much of it.

Seeing Zhunti begging for treasures, they themselves were ready to make a move.

Because if they could get a top-quality innate spiritual treasure by kneeling down and flattering him, they could kneel through the entire Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun saw Zhunti receiving this appearance.

The good mood was immediately ruined, and he even wanted to kill the two of them directly.

However, thinking that these two people were still key figures in the follow-up plan, he could only snort coldly, wave his sleeves and throw them out of Zixiao Palace.

At this time, other people with ideas were frightened and restrained themselves.

Hongjun glanced at the other Zixiao guests, nodded to Kunpeng who was looking at him with "respect", "admiration" and "rumu", and then left lightly.

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, preparing to leave Zixiao Palace.

Kunpeng, who was standing there, suddenly knelt down and said loudly:

"Farewell to Dao Ancestor!"

The faces of other people who turned around were blue and red, thinking:

"Why is this Kunpeng so shameless!"

But the others thought that they had turned around now, and Dao Ancestor had already left, so what else could they pretend to be, and hurried out of the hall, ashamed to be in the company of such people!

But Hongjun, who had already left the main hall, showed a smile at this time, sensing the other Zixiao guests who didn't even look back, he snorted softly:

"Only Kunpeng has a heart!"

After Hongjun left for a while, Kunpeng stood up and walked out of Zixiao Palace.

Outside the palace, I saw Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun preparing to meet and leave.

Kunpeng hurriedly shouted to Yuanzi of Hongyun Town who was about to leave:

"Fellow Taoists, please wait!"

These two people can't leave first!

Hongyun didn't feel anything yet, but Zhen Yuanzi protected Hongyun with one hand and looked at Kunpeng warily:

"What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"

Kunpeng's face showed an expression that looked like a smile but not a smile:

"What do you two fellow Taoists think is going on?"

Hongyun was a little confused, while Zhen Yuanzi frowned and said:

"The people who snatched your seat are Zhunti Jieyin and Yuanshi Tianzun. They have nothing to do with Brother Hongyun!"

Only then did the good man react.

Also in my mind:

"Hey, isn't it just a seat? What a big deal!"

Then he looked at Kunpeng friendly.

Kunpeng saw Hongyun's naive eyes and immediately didn't want to talk to Hongyun. Instead, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said:

"Fellow Taoist, do you know that this seat is not simple, right?"

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Everyone knows that the six futons in front of Zixiao Palace are not simple.

Otherwise, how could we get started with the seat-snatching thing?

Hongyun also reacted now. He actually felt a little embarrassed that Kunpeng's seat was robbed.

Although it was not robbed by him, it was still related to him.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I did not think well this time. In this way, I, Hongyun, owe you a favor! You can come to me if you need anything in the future!"

After hearing this promise, Kunpeng nodded with satisfaction.

Then he said goodbye and left!

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Kunpeng's leaving figure, but his brows furrowed because he always felt that things were not that simple.

Kunpeng left just because of a favor?

It feels like the thunder is louder than the raindrops.

But Hongyun still looked naive.

"Old friend, let's go back quickly, your fruit must be ripe by now!"

When Zhen Yuanzi saw Hongyun's heartless look, he immediately felt dumbfounded.

Still didn't think much more, shook his head, anyway, the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth.

With him and his old friend together, he wasn't afraid of what tricks Kunpeng would play behind his back.

But what Zhen Yuanzi didn't know was that Kunpeng wanted this favor because of a top-quality innate spiritual treasure.

That's right, of course it's Hongyun's Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.

When the time comes, he will certainly have to go through things like grabbing gourds.

And this favor is the key to getting Hongyun to give him the gourd!

[Ding, the host’s sixth behavior has been detected, and the “Demon Master’s Palace” refining method will be rewarded]

The Demon Master Palace still needs you to teach me how to practice?

Well, he really doesn’t know how to practice!

Kunpeng arrived outside Zixiao Palace, revealed his prototype, and flew back to Beihai.

I don't know how many thousands of miles the Peng has on its back; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky.

Kunpeng flew back and started to look at the three rewards given by the system.

There is certainly nothing wrong with the Chaos Bead.

Kunpeng decided to go back to his hometown to study it carefully.

Kunpeng, the magical power free traveler, was very excited.

Avatar: Getaway has two meanings.

The first one is speed. If he had soared to 90,000 miles before, it can be said that his speed has doubled now.

The other one is change, able to imitate the breath of others.

Let Kunpeng evaluate it.

This is not because he wanted to be the sixth child, but because the system forced him to be the sixth child.

System: Ah, yes, yes, yes.

The second reward is the refining method of the Demon Master Palace.

It’s not called the Demon Master’s Palace yet.

Kunpeng was called the Demon Master only after this sermon.

Because after listening to Hongjun's sermon, he imitated Hongjun and came back to preach to the creatures around Beihai, so he was called the Demon Master.

Kunpeng saw that the most important step in the refining of the Demon Master Palace was that he needed to preach for the living beings, gain recognition as a Demon Master, and then integrate the merits into the Demon Master Palace.

In this way, the best acquired spiritual treasure can be made.

After he creates the demon text, he can convert it into a treasure of acquired merit by integrating it into it!

Of course, Kunpeng now has to follow the plot.

As soon as he returned to Beihai, several minions came to greet him.

Kunpeng looked at the shapes and saw that they had not yet completed their transformations. One of them seemed to be a mixed-blood dragon, which was half-transformed. It looked like there was nothing wrong with his body. He was an innate Taoist body.

The head turned out to be a dragon's head with a tail behind it.

The other people are pretty much the same, either there is a problem here or there, but they don’t look like a healthy person.

Kunpeng saw the sleeping dragon and phoenix chicks in his lair and took a deep breath:

"Pass this on, I am going to imitate the Taoist ancestors and preach to the creatures in Beihai in a hundred years! All creatures in the wild can go to my Beihai!"

Although the subordinates don't know why their boss seems a little unhappy with them, they still have to obey the boss's orders.

After all, those who defied Kunpeng in Beihai have basically gone to reclaim the sea.

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