The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Kong Xuan!

At this moment, Nu Wa directly remembered the other party, and no longer admired the young man's high-spirited appearance. She swore that Kong Xuan would be too much to eat in the future!

Not wanting to put her brother in a dilemma, Nuwa stood up with a cold look on her face, "It is true that I have not reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and I am not as talented as you. Since Mount Sumeru intends to bully others, and one power monopolizes three futons, I have nothing to say .”

When she said these words, Fuxi secretly cried out.

However, after Nuwa's reminder, the monks around suddenly understood that the two other than Sanqing were also from Mount Sumeru!

This time, the people who watched the excitement felt that it was not a good taste, and they felt disgusted with the people of Mount Sumeru.

It's true that your people are strong, but if you listen to the Dao and stick together, don't you take them too casually?

Kong Xuan felt a little regretful after receiving disapproving glances from Brother Liansheng, but he couldn't take back what he had said, so he simply said straightforwardly: "Nuwa, you are also one of the great powers of the prehistoric world. If you think I'm bullying, after hearing the sermon, you can do it with your brother and me to settle the karma."

It is said that he bullies others with his strength and has the ability to fight one-on-one!

The strong have the right to be willful!

Kong Xuan's confidence in strength is not inferior to anyone, his eyes are sharp and proud, he doesn't play any tricks, and he doesn't hesitate to challenge Nuwa!

Nuwa's anger calmed down a bit, and she smiled subtly, "You said that."

The strength of her and Fuxi, one plus one is definitely not equal to two!

Kong Xuan naturally saw that they were carrying yin and yang, and said frankly: "I will apologize to you two if I lose."

Garuda breathed a sigh of relief for his younger brother's words, and said in cooperation with him: "I can guarantee this, Kong Xuan will do what he says, and everyone present can also be a witness."

Nuwa snorted coldly, she didn't care about it for the time being.Not only did Nuwa's anger decrease, but the other monks' affection for Kong Xuan also increased a lot. Everyone in this prehistoric area loves face, and there are very few guys who can put on a face like Kong Xuan.

The dispute over the futon ended here, Zhunti looked gratefully at Kong Xuan, and Kong Xuan felt a little doubtful, is that futon important?

If it is very important, Master should remind him.

Kong Xuan stood there thinking hard, watching Zhunti walk towards the futon... Wait, why did Uncle Zhunti pull Uncle Yingying over?Only one futon is given away!

Kong Xuan didn't have time to speak, but Jialou Luo spoke for him: "Uncle Zhunti?"

Zhun Ti turned his head and said firmly: "Brother Jieying and I are no different. Since I got the seat, Brother Dao should also get a futon."

Garuda and Kong Xuan were dumbfounded.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless!

Nuwa had already left the futon, and when she heard this sentence suddenly, she was too shocked to react, and then she saw Zhunti sitting down, occupying the seventh futon.

This one is as stable as Mount Tai!

Zhunti secretly said: Even if the world is destroyed outside, he will not stand up!

After occupying the futon, Zhunti discarded the trace of guilt towards Nuwa, and began to threaten Fuxi to give up with Jieyin!Fuxi was stunned, and didn't understand why these two people went crazy. Could it be that Mount Xumi wants to split with the Yaozu Heavenly Court?

In less than a moment, the futon farce dispute was staged again!

"You two..."

Kong Xuan glared at the two shameless uncles, suddenly ashamed to be with them.

Jialouluo was sweating coldly, and looked at Yang Mei begging for help, Jieyin and Zhunti would cause the reputation of Mount Sumeru to plummet if they did so!

Yang Mei shrugged, expressing that he did not intend to interfere.

What a joke, from now on, every action will involve the karma of the saint, it’s okay to help the right person, but if you help the wrong person, there will be a day of reckoning in the future.

Kong Xuan was able to get involved in the battle for the holy position because behind Kong Xuan was Luo Hu, and behind Luo Hu was Hong Jun. Even if these guys became saints, they might not be able to beat Luo Hu.Yang Mei has a heart of love for Kong Xuan, and it doesn't matter if he helps a group, but it's impossible for him to help and guide him.

He watched Jieyin and Zhunti's actions with cold eyes, a little ridiculed, but also a little sympathetic to the sadness.

A holy seat is enough for them to sell their dignity.

Under the influence of the quarrel, the quiet and inactive atmosphere of Zixiao Palace was disrupted, and finally Lian Sheng couldn't bear it and scolded: "Receive and guide, you must mention it!"

The two bald heads trembled in unison.

Regardless of Lian Sheng's delicate and weak appearance, he is actually a standard martial artist.

Fuxi, who was entangled by the two of them, looked extremely ugly. If he had a beard, he would be blown away with anger.He barely maintained his elegant demeanor, and scolded: "You are simply shameless! How can there be such a person in Mount Sumeru!"

The right arm was grabbed by the sitting Zhunti, and he couldn't get rid of it. Fuxi waved his hand heavily, blasting out mana, and finally got rid of the cynical Zhunti.On the right hand side, Jieyin directly held Fuxi's sleeve and cried, wiping all the snot and tears on it.

Fuxi is a dog in his heart!

Forced by the shame of being watched, he glared at the two bald heads, wanting to leave the futon, anyone who likes to sit can do so!

As a result, both Fuxi and Nuwa left their positions, and the monks in Zixiao Palace all showed disgust at Jieyin and Zhunti's behavior. Even Hongyun and Kong Xuan, who spoke for them before, didn't know it at this time. What to say is good.

Zhunti didn't care about that much, so he pulled Daoist brother to sit down, and let out a long breath.

It finally worked.

His not-so-big eyes were shining brightly, and then he showed a friendly but definitely not humble smile to Yang Mei who was sitting next door.

Yang Mei nodded slightly, as a recognition of his equal status.Luo Hu told him that if he sat in this position, he would be one step away from the saint, and the rest would be arranged by Hongjun.

A month passed slowly.

The Zixiao Palace was as quiet as water, and all the great powers in the prehistoric world gathered here. Occasionally, they talked with each other, which was a rare meeting.After all, the higher the cultivation level, the more homely they are. Most of them have been friends with each other for a long time, but they just didn't have the chance to go out to see each other.

Hong Yun is like a fish in water in such an environment. He has a very good reputation in the prehistoric world, and he is kind and generous. These monks have very low defenses against him.

Jialuluo and Kong Xuan sat in the corner, staring at the word "Tao" on the wall boredly, trying to dig out a deeper realm from it.

No way, they have been bombarded by Senior Hongjun's preaching for 100 years, and have a certain sense of familiarity with Senior Hongjun's Tao, so they are naturally resistant to his words, so that they will not fall into enlightenment and forget the time outside.

Time passed bit by bit, as if a threshold had been passed, and many more people appeared in the isolated environment outside Zixiao Palace.Those people came here as if fleeing from disaster, their faces were panicked, and then they were ecstatic to come to Zixiao Palace.

That's right, after waiting for more than a month, Hongjun found that there were not enough people, so he made an exception and let in those guys who were going around in circles and had barely qualified cultivation.

only--

It is not that simple to step into the threshold of Zixiao Palace.

Those monks found that they couldn't walk into the main hall of Zixiao Palace. It seemed that an invisible barrier stopped them and made them stay on the steps outside.Only one or two monks successfully stepped into it and became a member of the Zixiao Palace.

Kong Xuan glanced at the door, and said in surprise: "Garuda, look outside, there are several rows of people standing, and the stairs will be crowded..."

Garuda blinked, there are so many people.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, there was a crowd of people, and the monks who came late were full of anger, and their temper was not much better. After a while, there were chattering noises outside.

Very noisy.

Dissatisfaction flashed across Lao Tzu's eyes. How could that senior call these people to listen to the sermon? It really lowered their level.

In fact, Hongjun didn't want to do that either.

In his opinion, it could only be a small test before, even if it was the introduction and quasi-promotion that he made things difficult for, it could be regarded as passing the test and coming to Zixiao Palace.And these monks who couldn't rely on their own ability, in normal times, Hongjun didn't even have the interest to take a second look.

After all the conditions were met, Hongjun stepped down from the cloud bed in the apse, white-haired and plainly dressed, he crossed the border and said to Luo Hu before going out.

"I'm going to preach."

Hongjun waited for a while, but did not receive a reply from Luo Hu.

Sitting on the top of his own hill to enjoy the shade, Luo Hu was stunned by the sudden voice, the voice was so vicissitudes, as if it had been ground on a millstone.

Hongjun getting old again?

Didn't you agree not to destroy your face anymore?

After Luo Hu was sure that it was Hongjun's voice, no matter how he called, the other party didn't speak anymore, as if he had blocked the outside world.

On the main hall of Zixiao Palace, there is a white cloud bed in the center, which is formed by the clouds from outside the sky, ethereal and full of immortality.Unknowingly, an old man appeared on the empty cloud bed. This man sat cross-legged, with drooping temples, and hair and eyebrows as white as snow.

Everyone was surprised.

This old man echoes the "Tao" written behind him, as if he has been sitting here since the beginning of the world, neither sad nor happy, and the unity of heaven and man.

Garuda and Kong Xuan murmured at the same time: "Who is he?"

Who is this old man?Isn’t Senior Hongjun the one who preached?

On the fourth futon, Yang Mei showed shock and was caught off guard by Hongjun's sudden aging appearance.Could it be that Hongjun paid the price for his appearance when he proved the truth?Hongjun has become so ugly, how can he tell Luo Hu when he goes back!

Hongjun calmly watched the people inside and outside the hall, and revealed his identity.

"I am Hongjun, and I will preach for you today."

Hearing his claim, several people stared at him in disbelief.

Hongjun looks like this!

The old ancestor of Styx who had never seen Hongjun had a complex complexion. Ever since Luo Hu visited Stygian Blood Sea, he had a deep memory of that guy, which led him to inquire about the Lord of Mount Sumeru all these years. He heard—— Jun is Rahu's former Taoist companion.

Ancestor Minghe said subconsciously: "What did the men before Luohu look like?"

The taste is too heavy!

Hongjun glanced at him, Patriarch Styx immediately felt a chill in his heart, bowed his head unwillingly under the coercion of the saint, restraining his messy thoughts.

There were one after another gasping sounds all around, including Garuda and Kong Xuan, who couldn't accept this "cruel" fact.Few people know Hongjun, but many people know Luo Hui. Who doesn't know that Luo Hui is a great beauty!

This is a flower stuck in cow dung!

The author has something to say: #818热一个拍鬼的罗睺#

Luo Hu: My eyesight is not that bad!I also like beauty!

Hongjun: Yes.

Luo Hu: Well, you ghost!Change me back!

Hongjun: Wait until I finish speaking.