Great Primordial: I Am Ancestral Dragon, I Choose The Dragon Family To Retire At The Beginning!

The interior of the Palace of Purple Firmament is quite simple, with only one high platform and six Meditation Mats. As for the back, there is a large empty space.

Glancing at the six Meditation Mats, Shen Long sat on the first Meditation Mat without letting go.

After a while, Three Pure Ones followed, sitting next to Shen Long on the second, third, and fourth Meditation Mats.

As for the last two Meditation Mats, one is occupied by Nuwa and the other is occupied by Hongyun.

"Hey! It's still a step too late!"

After countless strong men entered the Palace of Purple Firmament, they all sighed, they had no choice but to sit on the ground.

As for Shen Long, he was very happy. Anyway, he got the position, so he didn't need to care about other people's lives.

And just when Shen Long was happy, the system notification sounded again in his ears.

"Ding, congratulations to the host clan for breaking through 90 million and getting the reward, Best Quality Innate Spirit Treasure Eight Stupas!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host tribe for breaking through 100 million and getting rewards, Purple Qi of Grandmist!"

The tribe broke through 100 million, and the Purple Qi of Grandmist was actually rewarded, which really surprised Shen Long.

Right now he managed to snatch a position just to get Purple Qi of Grandmist, now that he has Purple Qi of Grandmist, does he still need to worship Hongjun as his teacher?

Once you become a teacher, you owe Hongjun karma, so after thinking about it, Shen Long chose to give up this opportunity.

And at this moment, Shen Long's Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Kunpeng in the corner.

"Kunpeng Daoist Friend, come here!"

"Huh? Call, call me?"

Kunpeng looked at Shen Long blankly, somewhat puzzled.

He doesn't know Shen Long either, what did Shen Long ask him to do?

With a touch of kindness on his face, Shen Long smiled and said, "My Ancestral Dragon is the leader of the Dragon Clan, and my Daoist Friend is also a Demon Race. I have a predestined relationship with me. Why don't I give this position to you? What do you think?"

"What?"

Before Kunpeng could be shocked, Three Pure Ones spoke first.

There are only six seats in the Palace of Purple Firmament. Shen Long grabbed the first seat, but he has to give it up. Could it be that his head is broken?

It can be seen that Shen Long doesn't look like a fool, why would he do such a thing?

Unable to understand Shen Long's actions, Tongtian reminded: "Daoist Friend, the number of seats here is scarce, maybe it's of great use, Daoist Friend just let it go, do you need to think carefully?"

Tongtian was also kind, and hoped that Shen Long would not give up his position so easily, but Shen Long had made up his mind, and Tongtian had no choice but to persuade him.

Of course, Shen Long would definitely not give up so easily. What he had to do was to gain benefits.

Just when Shen Long was about to abdicate to Kunpeng, outside the Palace of Purple Firmament, two Taoist monks with pale, emaciated, sad faces suddenly appeared. I came all the time just to listen to Saint's sermon, but I didn't expect that there were no seats, if I just go back after listening to the sermon, wouldn't I be ridiculed to death by the Western creatures?

"Hehe, idiot!"

All the experts from the Palace of Purple Firmament could naturally see that this Taoist was acting, so they ignored him.

However, there was someone who was conquered by that Taoist's acting skills, yes, this person was Hongyun.

Standing up quickly, Hongyun said: "This Daoist Friend, don't cry, come and sit with me, I will give you the seat!"

"Thank you Daoist Friend, poor daoist Zhǔntí, thank you Daoist Friend for your kindness!"

Zhuǔntí hastily bowed his hands to Hongyun, and there was no trace of tears on his face.

But Zhǔntí has ​​a position, but Jie Yin doesn't, which made Zhungtí feel uneasy.

It just so happened that Shen Long was going to stand up, which made Zhungtí see an opportunity.

I saw Zhǔntí said: "This Daoist Friend, my elder brother Jie Yin doesn't have a seat yet, so it's convenient for you..."

"Oh, what's the good?"

"As long as Daoist Friend is willing to give up a position, my brother and I are willing to agree to three requests from Daoist Friend, no matter what!"

"Is this true?"

"Poor daoist swears to Heavenly Dao, as long as it doesn't embarrass the request of the two of us, both of us will agree!"

"Okay, the emperor agrees!"

Shen Long nodded, Jie Yin Zhǔntí's role is much greater than that of Kunpeng.

Since Zhuǔntí was able to make a big promise, he has no reason not to agree!

Besides, Jie Yin Zhǔntí is the appointed Saint, if he gave up his position to someone else, wouldn't it be a big loss for Hongjun to force the position change in the end?

Therefore, it is better to let Jie Yin Zhǔntí, wait until they are Sanctified in the future, don't kneel and lick yourself?

As Shen Long got up, Jie Yin also had a position, but Kunpeng's face was ugly at this time!

The position that was originally in his hand actually flew away, and it just slipped away in front of his eyes, which made Kunpeng hate Jie Yin Zhǔntí.

At the same time, even Hongyun was hated by Kunpeng.

If Hongyun hadn't stepped aside, how could such a mistake have happened? If there is a chance in the future, he will definitely pay Hongyun a bloody price!

Time passed quickly, and after waiting for a while, Hongjun's figure quietly appeared in front of everyone.

After all, it was Saint, and Hongjun's aura radiated out, making it impossible for everyone in the Palace of Purple Firmament to look up and look directly at him.

"Um?"

Hongjun glanced at the seat of the Meditation Mat below, and for some reason, his brows were furrowed.

After a while, Hongjun glanced at Shen Long's direction and seemed to see something, but he didn't say much.

"After this time, your position cannot be changed again, and the sermon begins!"

As he said that, Hongjun waved his sleeves, and the door of the Palace of Purple Firmament closed, and then bursts of melodious voices spread throughout the Palace of Purple Firmament.

And just when Hongjun was talking about the Grand Dao, Shen Long quietly took out a stone from his cuff.

This treasure is called the Audio-Visual Stone, and there are three pieces in total. They don't have any attack or defense power, but they can perfectly record everything they see.

To put it bluntly, it is a modern version of the video recorder, but it is a vr version. It was useless when I got it before, but now it seems that it has come in handy.

As long as Hongjun's Sermon is recorded and shown to the disciples of the Dragon Clan, wouldn't it be possible to greatly enhance the strength of the Dragon Clan?

Even if he has the cultivation of Pseudo Saint, he can also preach, but Shen Long doesn't think he can compare with Hongjun.

After all, he is the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao. Hongjun's ability to preach is quite good, among other things.

In this way, under Hongjun's extravagant Grand Dao Sanskrit sound, three thousand years are fleeting.

Shen Long also opened his eyes the moment Hongjun stopped preaching, and then quietly put away the audio-visual stone.

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