Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent's worker

The number of people in Zixiao Palace is increasing.

Everyone looks forward to the opportunity for holiness.

The original was a little irritable, and there were so many people in the Zixiao Palace, it was really upsetting.

A group of wet-skinned and oval things with fur and armor also deserve to stay with me.

It’s really unbelievable.

Especially seeing that Di Jun was still sitting on the futon of Wudao like him, he was even more angry.

It’s just that his current realm is lower than Di Jun, so he doesn’t dare to spill out his qi.

What about Nuwa.

Why hasn’t Nuwa come yet.

She will come again for two quasi-saints.

This makes me feel a lot better.

An exclamation came.

Nuwa fell like a cloud in the Zixiao Palace.

As the first beauty of the flood wilderness, Nuwa also has a large number of fans.

I sincerely admired Nuwa.

“Nuwa is so beautiful.”

“Yes, just by looking at it, it can make people fascinated.”

“The first beauty, what a worthy name.”

“Look, Nuwa’s realm, quasi-saint mid-stage.”

The strong in the flood world are respected.

In addition to the realm, the most attractive thing is strength.

Nuwa not only had the first appearance, but also reached the middle stage of quasi-sainthood.

This is the highest realm under the saint today.

“Nuwa is really powerful, talented and complete, all of them are the first.”

“Goddess, if you can kiss Fangze, you will die without regret.”

“Just because you deserve it, go back and look in the mirror.”

“Such a Nuwa, who can deserve it.”

The people around were sighing at Nuwa’s talent.

Even more for Nuwa.

As long as Nuwa has a word, there are many people who can die for her.

But Nuwa couldn’t look at anyone.

There was a person hidden in her heart.

The one who pinched the clay puppet for her.

The one who gave her a big chicken leg.

She can have what she has now, all brought by that person.

That person was her landlord.

“Nuwa, let’s go.”

Fuxi’s words pulled Nuwa’s thoughts back.

People have automatically parted a path.

Nuwa didn’t have to do anything, just walked to the futon of enlightenment.

When Nuwa sits on the futon of enlightenment.

On the six enlightenment futons, there was only one primordial quasi-saint stage.

It’s like a spotlight hitting the primitive.

“Look, in the primordial realm, only he is in the early stage of quasi-sainthood.”

“Hehe, I was so arrogant just now, I thought how powerful, feelings are one of the rookies.”

“If you blind the enlightenment futon for him to sit, it’s better to give it to Zhun Ti or Taiyi, and the people behind are all in the middle of the quasi-saint period.”

“Garbage is garbage there, I tell you, the primordial quasi-saint is also the weakest.”

“Yes, I remembered that he used a corpse that was cut by a Zhongpin Tai Void Glass Lantern.”

“Why use a lamp to behead the corpse, isn’t this the weakest quasi-saint?”

“Because he is a rookie, it is normal to be the weakest.”

The original words just now made everyone behind hold a fire.

Now I have found a starting point and sprayed the primitive into death.

Primordial was furious when he heard it, and he hated it in his heart.

It’s all to blame Nuwa, who actually broke through the middle stage of the quasi-saint.

If Nuwa doesn’t break through, no one will talk about him.

“Quiet.”

Taiqing Laozi swept away the dust, and the powerful quasi-saint power swept over.

The Zixiao Palace quieted down, which made Primordial feel a lot better.

As time passed, Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun, Kunpeng Styx Laozu and others all arrived.

On the pulpit, the space was distorted, and Hongjun’s figure appeared on the pulpit from virtual to real.

Hongjun Dojo, the opportunity for holiness is just around the corner.

Everyone went quiet.

With fiery and longing in his eyes.

Hongjun looked at the tens of thousands of cultivators below, and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart at the strength of the landlord.

He knew in his heart that if it were not for the landlord’s letterhead.

It is impossible for Hong Huang to have so many Taiyi Golden Immortals and Da Luo Golden Immortals.

If it weren’t for the landlord sending someone to tear down the door.

Zixiao Palace will not welcome guests from all over the world and let so many people in.

It is good that there are many people, so that all the living beings in the flood and desolation can see the kindness of the heavenly way and the kindness of the saints.

“Today I summoned everyone to the Zixiao Palace, just to send the opportunity for sanctification, don’t be impatient, the Heavenly Dao has already decided on the candidate.”

The people present, you look at me and I look at you, all with apprehension in anticipation.

“Heaven and earth are sanctified by virtue, and under the way of heaven there may be nine saints,

Avenue fifty, heavenly forty-nine, retreat one,

Therefore, the way of heaven is incomplete, when eight people become saints. ”

There were only eight people.

Everyone looked at each other.

The number of saints is much smaller than thought.

Now there are tens of millions of people in Zixiao Palace.

The odds are smaller than finding a needle in a haystack.

Hongjun continued:

“I am sanctified, and there are seven more people who can be sanctified, and the Heavenly Dao descends the purple qi of Hongmeng, establishes the holy throne, obtains merit, and the saint is forever sealed.”

Only seven people remain to be sanctified.

That is to say, there are seven Hongmeng purple qi.

After receiving it, with the assistance of the Heavenly Dao, sanctification will have a smooth road.

The eyes of everyone present were red, Holy Position, this is the greatest opportunity in the history of the flood waste.

With a gentle press from Hongjun, everyone quieted down.

“Taiqing Laozi, you are a great disciple of Xuanmen, with the merit of Pangu Heaven Opening Merit, and the holy position should have you.”

A Hongmeng purple qi flew into the sea of knowledge of Taiqing Laozi, and Yuanshen quickly refined it.

Taiqing Laozi’s body trembled, and he suddenly felt that his affinity for the Dao had increased a thousand times.

The originally vague laws have become much clearer.

The speed of cultivation is a thousand times faster, and the quasi-saint stage is just around the corner.

“Disciple, thank you Master for bestowing the holy position.”

Hongjun nodded and looked at Primordial.

A trace of disgust flashed under his eyes, after such a long time, the original was still in the early stage of quasi-sainthood, and he had not gone out to travel through the flood wilderness.

Everyone else found the magic weapon and beheaded the corpse, only he was waiting at home for Hongjun to give the treasure.

If it weren’t for the great use of the primitive in the future, Hongjun would never give Hongmeng Purple Qi to him.

“Yuqing Primordial, you are the second disciple of Xuanmen, and you also have the merit of Pangu Opening Heaven, and the holy position should have you.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Primordial knelt down and bowed in thanks, his voice trembling.

Hongmeng purple qi flew into the sea of knowledge, and after refining the Yuanshen spirit, he felt the great benefits brought by Hongmeng purple qi.

Immediately pulled up again.

He raised his chin and glanced back.

You rubbish, just now you dare to say me, now I have Hongmeng purple qi, the future is a saint, can you compare?

The original villain’s triumphant appearance makes people look at the roots of their teeth itching.

But no one dared to speak.

O future saint.

Who dares to offend.

Hongjun was too lazy to look at the original again, and said to Tongtian:

“Shangqing Tongtian, you are the third disciple of Xuanmen, incarnated by the Pangu Yuan God, with the merit of Pangu opening the sky, the holy position should have you.”

“The student thanked the teacher.”

Hongmeng purple qi entered the sea of knowledge of Tongtian, and Tongtian simply refined it.

He has the Dao Sword Seed, and there is no need to use Hongmeng Purple Qi to take shortcuts to become holy.

Hongjun’s eyes narrowed slightly, and Tongtian still called himself a student.

Wait, you will feel good in the future.

“Nuwa, you are the fourth disciple of Xuanmen, with great merit, and you will control the trend of the flood and desolation in the future, and you should be the only one in the Holy Position.”

“Disciple, thank you Master.”

Nuwa accepted Hongmeng Purple Qi and had special perception ability after refining.

I can feel the chance of holiness.

As long as you follow the opportunity, you can achieve the realm of saints.

“Introduction, although you are a named disciple of Xuanmen, you also have a holy position.”

“Disciple introduction, thank you Master.”

After happily refining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Buddha light on his body became even more magnificent.

Hongmeng Purple Qi brought him great benefits.

“Zhun Ti, you are also a named disciple of Xuanmen, and the Holy Seat has you.”

Jun Ti quickly knelt down.

“Disciple Zhun Ti, thank you Master Venerable for cultivating.”

Quasi refined the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and his body turned golden yellow, which was a sign of Luo Han’s golden body.

Hongjun stopped after dividing six Hongmeng purple qi.

Everyone present tensed.

Everybody can see it.

Those who were assigned the Hongmeng Purple Qi were all people sitting on the futon of Wudao.

And they are all disciples of Hongjun.

There are still many people gloating, when Dijun and the Prince of the East were working against each other.

Let Dijun lose the opportunity to worship Shi Hongjun.

Otherwise, there would be no permission to mention it.

Even more ridiculous is Red Cloud.

Originally Hong Yun was sitting on the fifth futon.

Originally, the Holy Seat had him.

As a result, he took the initiative to give up his seat.

Missed the Holy Seat.

I can only say that I deserve it.

Kunpeng looked at Hongyun with anger in his eyes.

If Hong Yun hadn’t given up his seat, he would have sat well on the futon.

It was because of Red Cloud that he also lost the opportunity to become holy.

Such a great vendetta must be repaid.

Seeing that Hongjun did not send out the seventh Hongmeng purple qi.

Everyone fell to their knees:

“The saint has mercy, please send the opportunity of sanctification, I will not forget the great virtue of the saint.”

Hongjun sighed:

“Then let it be, this Hongmeng purple qi, the virtuous live there.”

Hongmeng purple qi flew out, circled around the Zixiao Palace, and finally landed on Hongyun’s body.

Red Cloud.

Everyone present looked at Hong Yun with envy and jealousy.

There was more greed under the eyes.

Hongjun said, the last Hongmeng purple qi has a virtuous residence.

Hong Wilderness is weak and strong, virtue is strength, as long as there is strength, you can snatch the Hongmeng purple qi on Hong Yun’s body.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi, many people put their minds down.

Zhen Yuanzi is already a quasi-saint, and he holds the book of the ground, his strength is endless, and he is almost undefeated.

Kunpeng’s eyes were full of fierceness.

Hong Yun caused him to lose his holy position, but as a result, he got Hongmeng Purple Qi.

It is equivalent to him having losses inside and out, how can he endure this.

Hong Yun must die, and this Hongmeng Purple Qi must be snatched up.

However, Kunpeng also knows that Zhen Yuanzi is powerful.

He had to find a helper, and soon he looked at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze had sought him out several times and wanted to win him over his allegiance to the Demon Emperor, but he refused.

Kunpeng felt that he could talk to Bai Ze and ask Dijuntaiyi to help.

“Okay, the Hongmeng Purple Qi has all been sent, and this matter is over.”

Hong Jun paused, and then looked at Di Jun again.

Di Jun was always sitting on the futon of enlightenment, and Hongmeng Purple Qi was not divided, if there was no benefit at all.

It is inevitable that the voice of the saint is unfair.

“Dijun, your demon clan is in charge of the heavenly realm, when there is a heavenly court to govern the heavens, this is where the heavenly court is, you can collect it yourself.”

Di Jun took Hongjun’s divine thought and learned the location of the Heavenly Court, which made him feel very good,

I just want to go to the Heavenly Court immediately to see what good things there are, and take away the filial piety lord.

Hongjun didn’t know how miserable he would cry in the future by handing over the Heavenly Court to Emperor Juntaiyi.