Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent's worker

Hongjun flashed and left the Zixiao Palace.

His figure was revealed a hundred miles away in the small courtyard.

Then I walked to the front of the small courtyard.

I just saw the altar spirit installing the courtyard door.

The altar spirit’s face sank, and his voice said coldly

“You still dare to chase after me, really I won’t do it?”

Hongjun was so frightened that he quickly waved his hand.

“Don’t dare, don’t dare.”

“What’s going on?”

Lu Xuan came out to inspect the work, and was very satisfied with the newly installed door.

Seeing Lao Hong, he hurriedly greeted him.

This old man is his second customer.

Last time I changed a painting.

This time, I will definitely come to ask for painting.

Thinking of being able to continue to earn points, Lu Xuan was happy.

When Hongjun saw Lu Xuan coming over, his heart was even more stunned.

But he knew in his heart that Lu Xuan was the master of the avenue, and he had already understood everything thoroughly.

Hongjun did not dare to hide it, and quickly said:

“Lord Landlord, you have demolished the door of my house and pressed it here, I will ask, you still lack other things, I will send them together.”

When he came, Hongjun thought for a long time, how to speak so that Lu Xuan would not be angry with him.

In the end, even the Heavenly Dao was pulled together to discuss it, and only then did he think of such words.

The landlord not only can’t be angry when he opens the door, but also has to ask what is missing.

It not only named the intentions, but also showed sincerity, so that the landlord listened with pleasure.

Hongjun was bitter in his heart, he was demolished, and he had to make others happy, this saint was too hard.

Lu Xuan turned his head to look at the altar spirit.

The altar spirit was a thief with a weak heart and did not dare to look at him, and Lu Xuan knew that what Hongjun said was true.

Emotional Lao Hong did not come to ask for words and paintings, but to Xingshi to ask for sin.

“Lao Hong, let’s go in and drink tea while talking.”

Hongjun followed and walked in.

Exhausted all means to seal his own mana power.

This small courtyard is too terrifying, even if there is a slightest flaw, it will be wiped out by the avenue.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Hongjun saw Void and Jia Cheng.

The two were sitting at the table waiting to eat.

Hongjun shrunk his neck in fright.

Two more avenue saints.

Lord Landlord already has four Dao-level powerhouses as servants.

Too strong.

Hongjun admired the strength of the landlord, he could not imagine it at all.

“Sit down.”

Lu Xuan asked Hongjun to sit down, exactly between Jia Cheng and the void.

Sitting in the middle of two Dao saints?

How dare Hongjun sit.

Jia Cheng and Sora just smiled and took the initiative to leave the table.

Here they are just long-term workers, and no matter how weak Hongjun is, he is also a guest of the landlord.

Hongjun’s brain was sweaty, and he sat trembling opposite Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan knew in his heart that Lao Hong was really anxious.

Even the brain door sweated urgently.

“Lao Hong, drink a cup of tea first, you first talk about the dismantling of the door.”

Hongjun took a sip of the Mixed Yuan Wudao tea and realized the magic of tea, which calmed his mood a lot.

“Lord Landlord, I was preaching to the students, and your family’s long-term worker took the door down.”

“So you’re a teacher.”

Lu Xuan suddenly realized, no wonder this old Hongwen crepe, still loves calligraphy and painting, it turns out to be a teacher.

Preach and receive karma and answer questions.

For the profession of teacher, Lu Xuan still respects it very much.

“Lord Landlord is too praised, I also have a temporary intention, I want to educate all sentient beings, let people come to me to listen.”

It seems that Lao Hong is still an old pedant, and he should be quite famous in the education industry.

“Then you should be quite profitable.”

“Lord Landlord said and laughed, I don’t charge money, as long as I can come in, I can listen to the sermon.”

“Since you want to educate all sentient beings, then why do you have to enter the house to listen, and directly open the door so that everyone can hear it.”

A flash of lightning flashed in Hongjun’s mind.

It turns out that the landlord meant this.

The Purple Xiao Palace was located thirty-three days away in the chaos, and at least Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation could enter.

I just wanted to teach those who were good at heels, but now it seems to be wrong from the beginning.

Since you want to preach, you should not be selfish, not to mention that you must immediately be in harmony and be the spokesperson of the way of heaven.

Isn’t it self-defeating to do such a selfish thing?

After figuring it out, Hongjun felt refreshed, and his mood suddenly doubled.

So it is, the way of heaven is public, and the road is selfless.

Since you want to cultivate to a higher realm, you can’t have too many selfish thoughts.

The landlord was indeed the lord of the avenue, and he saw my mistake at a glance and pointed it to me by opening the door.

Thinking of this, Hongjun was full of gratitude to Lu Xuan.

“Hong knows that he is wrong, and the student thanks the landlord for the order.”

Hongjun recognized himself as a student, performed a disciple salute, and thanked Lu Xuan for his great grace in dismantling the door.

Lu Xuan was stunned, how could this old Hong say that he was a student, was he impressed by my painter.

By the way, my painting is blessed by the system, and it has reached a peak where there is no additional appending.

This old Hong is an old pedant, and he must also be obsessed with calligraphy and painting.

Not only do I want to paint, but I also want to learn to paint for my teacher.

“Lao Hong, don’t say that, I won’t accept you, let’s talk about breaking down the door.”

Hongjun felt bitter in his heart, and he was too far away from the landlord.

Even if he was willing to be a schoolboy, he was not worthy.

“Lord Landlord said and smiled, this door can be installed in your home, it is also my blessing and creation.”

This old Hong is quite good at coming, Lu Xuan is in a good mood, and said to Hongjun:

“Since you don’t pursue the matter of demolishing the door, then I will give you a picture.”

“Thank you, Lord Landlord.”

Hongjun hurriedly thanked him, and Lu Xuan waved his hand.

“You’re welcome, just don’t forget my rules, little red, put pen, ink and paper.”