Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent's worker

Lu Xuan took over the Pangu Banner.

What is this thing?

The dark green flag is also embroidered with many strange patterns.

However, the materials look quite high-end.

The flag is soft and smooth.

What is this for?

Lu Xuan pondered in his heart.

That’s right.

Lao Hong is an old pedant.

In addition to calligraphy and painting, I should also like to listen to plays.

Peking Opera Lu Xuan has also seen it.

This pawn should be the back flag behind Wusheng.

The more Lu Xuan thought about it, the more he looked like it.

This Lao Hong should be a senior ticket holder, otherwise he would not have collected the outfit.

He also carried the marching flag with him.

Although Lu Xuan is not interested in drama.

But you can also feel Lao Hong’s sincerity.

“This flag is good, I took it.”

Hongjun let out a long breath.

Sure enough, I was right, what I came out at the beginning was too bad.

Only then will the landlords be dissatisfied.

Now taking out the Innate Supreme Treasure Pan Ancient Flag, the landlord smiled.

Take Lu Xuan’s words.

Hongjun saluted before walking out of the small courtyard.

As soon as he walked out of the range of a hundred miles, the Heavenly Dao Light Wheel appeared in the back of his head.

Tiandao was eager to know what was going on in the small courtyard.

Hongjun said the passage again.

I took out the text panel as well.

The Heavenly Dao Light Wheel spun in vain, a hundred times faster than the original.

This is a hundredfold increase in the speed of the operation of the Heavenly Dao, and a hundred times faster in the Dao of Enlightenment.

Hongjun said softly

“For this painting, Pangu Banner was given to the landlord.”

The Heavenly Dao Light Wheel trembled, and the voice of the Heavenly Dao appeared in Hongjun’s head:

“Such a great fetish, worth the money.”

“It’s a pity that I can’t give the Pangu Banner to Yuqing Primordial.”

“The original is a fart, there is no Pangu Banner to count him deserved, let him endure.”

Hongjun laughed loudly and flew towards the Zixiao Palace.

…..

In the Zixiao Palace, the three thousand Zixiao guests have been waiting for a long time.

Primordial suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, transmitted to Lao Tzu and Tongtian:

“Big brother, third brother, I suddenly feel that I have lost something important, and I feel very uncomfortable.”

Lao Tzu said in a deep voice

“It’s you who think too much, you have nothing in the first place.”

“The eldest brother is right, the second brother you are already innocent.”

Primordial covered his chest and pierced his heart.

Dijun and Taiyi next to them were also transmitting.

“Big brother, I feel that this matter is likely to be related to the landlord.”

“I think it is also, in the midst of the flood, only the landlord can tear down the palace door of the saint.”

“Yes, even if Hongjun is a saint, he is also an ant in front of the landlord.”

“Look, Hongjun is back.”

The Zixiao Palace was quiet, and Hongjun’s figure appeared on the pulpit again.

The Prince of the East immediately walked out:

“Congratulations to the saint for killing evil and supporting the righteousness of the flood and wilderness.”

Other purple Xiao guests also saluted.

In their opinion, Hongjun chased out, and he would definitely destroy the person who opened the door.

Hong Jun raised his hand and fixed everyone.

“Don’t mention the matter of demolishing the door, from now on, the Zixiao Palace will no longer have a portal, and my preaching can be heard by all the creatures of the flood and waste.”

The Zixiao guests present were shocked.

I didn’t expect Hongjun to make such a decision.

Taiyi Dijun glanced at each other, and they were even more sure of what they had in mind.

The gate of the Zixiao Palace was sent by the landlord to tear it down.

Hongjun didn’t even dare to reinstall a new door.

Thinking that there would be no gate in the Zixiao Palace in the future, Di Jun couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hmph, a beast in fur and armor, you dare to make fun of me Yuqing Primordial, damn it.”

Primordial was upset, holding a belly and didn’t know where to vent.

He thought that Dijun was laughing at him, making Primordial immediately angry.

Di Jun regarded himself as a demon emperor, and he was actually said to be an animal, and his anger also came up.

“Primordial, don’t leave after school if you have the ability, watch me block the corner and beat you.”

Hong Jun said in a deep voice

“Continue to preach, and do not make noise.”

As soon as his hand was raised, Lu Xuan’s writing banner flew up, three feet above Hongjun’s head.

The Dao rhyme of the avenue flowed out, and the entire Zixiao Palace became extremely sacred.

Golden lotuses emerge, and each one contains an opportunity for comprehension.

The fairy flowers floated, and each piece spun out the true meaning of enlightenment.

With the emergence of the charm of the Avenue of Enlightenment, one big world after another began to incarnate.

Calculating the changes and rules of the Tao, a clearer trajectory emerged.

The Zixiao guests present were stunned.

They feel that their understanding is growing hundredfold and thousandfold.

Originally, listening to Hongjun’s sermon was extremely jerky and difficult to understand.

Sitting on the front futon of enlightenment, you can only listen to nine times out of ten.

But now it’s very different.

Hongjun can understand the sermon, and he can even draw inferences from one case to another, and realize the cultivation path that is more suitable for him.

The purple Xiaoke in the back also benefited a lot, although the distance was a little farther.

But he can still understand Hongjun’s preaching clearly, and he is many times stronger than he didn’t know before.

Every Zixiao guest is full of surprises and quickly enters a state of epiphany.

Not only the Purple Xiao Palace, but the Shen Yun of the Avenue of Enlightenment rushed out of the gate of the Purple Xiao Palace.

All the way through the isolation of chaos, extending into the flood world.

Hongjun’s sermon was heard by the entire flood.

Every living being in the flood has been blessed by the Dao of Enlightenment.

All of them have improved their understanding qualitatively, and they have gained their own understanding in Hongjun’s sermons.

Three thousand years later, at the end of the talk, everyone woke up from an epiphany.

While rejoicing, he also felt gratitude and reverence for Lu Xuan.

Even if they didn’t know Lu Xuan’s name, they still remembered this kindness firmly in their hearts.

Hongjun took back Lu Xuan’s text banner, and he was also sighing in his heart that Lu Xuan was powerful.

Although he was preaching, he also had many new understandings with the blessing of the text page.

“At the end of the first talk, I deeply felt the chaos of the flood and famine, and now canonized the head of the male fairy and the head of the female fairy to manage the flood famine and restore the clarity of the flood famine.”

The Zixiao guests present were all excited, this is an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step, everyone wants to be selected by Hongjun.

Hongjun pointed a finger and led the Eastern Prince to the front.

“Prince Dong, you are the first pure yang qi, Fuze Cangsheng, can be the head of the male immortals.”

“Queen Mother of the West, you are the first pure yin qi, blessed by all things, and the head of the fairies.”

The two hurriedly bowed, and the Queen Mother of the West retreated, but the Prince of the East stood in place.

“Prince Dong, what else are you up to?”

“Returning to the saint, I was canonized by you as the head of the male immortals, but I did not have any credentials, and asked the saint to give me holy relics to help me manage the immortals.”

Hongjun frowned slightly.

Originally, the Eastern Prince Tianyang Scepter should have been given as an order.

But now Hongjun is reluctant, his treasure still has to honor the landlord, how can he give this short-lived ghost to the Prince of the East.

Hongjun had a flash of thought and immediately thought of a way.

A holy force hit it, and a golden cloud appeared on the head of the Eastern Prince, with four big characters written on it:

“The head of the male immortal.”

If Lu Xuan saw it, he would definitely laugh off his big teeth.

This is the same as the garbage title lighting effect of previous web games.

It’s really too middle two.

Hong Jun waved his hand, “After the sermon is over, let’s wait for it to retreat.” ”

Dijun and Primordial flew out at the same time, and the two were at loggerheads, and they were bound to fight.