Prehistoric: Reborn as a tortoise, with understanding that defies heaven

"Heavenly Way! Heavenly Way!"

"Woo woo woo~~~ Poor my two brothers, we have traveled hundreds of thousands of miles from the West, but we didn't expect that we didn't even have a seat. Heavenly Way is unfair!!"

Zunti cried loudly in Zixiao Palace.

This made other great masters who came to listen to the teachings dizzy.

"Can it be like this?!!"

But Zhunti's crying was not over yet, "The West is suffering, and the spiritual energy is barren; my two brothers are responsible for reviving the West, and want to revive the Western spiritual veins and revitalize the Western world."

"Heavenly Way is pitiful. As soon as we arrived at Zixiao Palace, we were tripped to the ground by the villain in front of us. We lost the opportunity and had no place to rest."

"Heavenly Way is unfair!"

The guide behind him also reacted, lowered his head and shed tears, with a sad face.

After a performance, the soft-hearted people couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to remind them.

After seeing the strange expressions on the faces of other great masters, they had to choose to remain silent.

However, there is no shortage of kind-hearted people in this world. Hongyun, the good old man in the prehistoric world, could not stand it any longer.

"Daoyou... Daoyou..."

"Daoyou, please stop talking."

Hongyun said in a low voice, ignoring the tug of his friend Zhen Yuanzi behind him.

When Zhunti heard another saint calling him, he looked over and saw that it was Hongyun sitting on the futon. He was instantly overjoyed.

"I knew that there was still a kind-hearted person like you in the prehistoric world. Thank you for giving up your seat!"

Ah?

Hongyun was confused.

He just wanted to remind Zhunti not to offend the ancient Yang Gui, and he did not say to give up his seat.

Zhunti didn't care about him at all. He lay on Hongyun with snot and tears, and continued to cry, "Daoyou, you don't know how hateful this villain is. He blocked my two brothers' path to seeking the Tao."

"If this villain hadn't tripped me, my two brothers would have sat down. Please have mercy on us brothers, wuwuwu..."

"If we don't get the saint's wonderful method and don't understand the truth of heaven and earth, how can we two brothers live in the world with dignity!"

"It's better to be ashes!"

Zunti pulled Jieyin and was about to hit his head and commit suicide.

Hongyun's face was full of entanglement. His good friend Zhenyuanzi behind him quickly sent a message to persuade him not to give up his seat.

But after some thought, Hongyun actually stood up in the stunned eyes of all the saints, "It's just a seat on either side, Daoyou, please don't do this!"

After saying that, he really gave his seat to Zhunti.

Zunti didn't wait for Hongyun to stand up completely, and sat down directly. Seeing this, Zhenyuanzi sighed and stopped talking.

Yang Gui looked at Hongyun with a mocking look, "It's what you deserve..."

Heaven doesn't give you what you deserve, and you have to bear the consequences.

Hongyun deserves to be in disgrace.

Facing Zhunti's insults just now, Yang Gui looked at him with an inexplicable expression, and continued to watch the scene of the first place in the prehistoric world as if he was watching a play.

After Zhunti sat down, he looked at Kunpeng beside him, with a sad face.

"Daoyou, we..."

Kunpeng's face darkened, "Shut up!"

Compared to Hongyun, Kunpeng had already seen that Zhunti and Jieyin were acting.

What he didn't expect was that Hongyun, the idiot, really gave up his seat; Zhunti didn't give up and wanted his seat.

Kunpeng was shocked and angry.

Zhunti's eyes turned cold, he put away his sorrowful look, and said indifferently, "Daoyou, it's not easy for the two of us brothers to come here from afar."

"Can't you do a favor like Daoyou Hongyun?"

Kunpeng snorted coldly, "Do you believe this?"

Jieyin stepped forward, his face was bitter, and persuaded, "Daoyou, please do a favor."

"Are you threatening me?!" Kunpeng's momentum suddenly burst out.

At this time, a cold voice appeared, "You guys with hair and armor also want to sit with us, you really don't know etiquette."

Looking around, it turned out to be Yuqing Yuanshi Taoist sitting in the second seat.

Hearing Yuanshi's words, Kunpeng's eyes changed slightly.

He immediately felt three pressures from the three pure ones rushing towards him.

Kunpeng was angry.

The three Yuanshi brothers, at first glance, were one body, he couldn't afford to offend them.

But Kunpeng was really unwilling to give up his seat like this.

Moreover, he felt that this cushion was of great importance.

Seeing Kunpeng indifferent, the Three Pure Ones immediately felt embarrassed and immediately increased their pressure.

Kunpeng was no match for the three of them. He looked at Hongyun with a face full of resentment, and then stood up angrily.

If it weren't for Hongyun, how could he be implicated; this cause and effect will be settled sooner or later!

Seeing this, Jieyin sat down with a happy face.

The faces of the Three Pure Ones looked better.

However, the Taoist Taiqing said helplessly to the Taoist Yuqing Yuanshi, "Second brother, you shouldn't get involved."

Shangqing Tongtian nodded, "Second brother, this is about the ancient man in front of you, you can't speak nonsense."

Yuanshi snorted coldly and said nothing.

He knew the pros and cons of this, but he disdained the dancing of a furry and armored person like Kunpeng, and felt that it was a loss of face for the Pangu Sect.

When everything was settled, the saints felt an overwhelming pressure appearing in the Zixiao Palace.

On the empty seat deep in the Zixiao Palace, the saint Hongjun appeared at some point, without any sadness or joy.

Seeing the saint appear, all the saints present, except Yang Gui, stood up and saluted.

"Greetings to the saint!"

Hongjun nodded, and looked at Yang Gui intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he pointed his finger, and a stream of light flew out.

In front of the Taoist Taiqing, a new cushion appeared.

Just when the saints were confused, Hongjun said indifferently, "Daoyou, please sit down!"

Daoyou? !

In an instant, all the saints looked at Yang Gui in disbelief.

This man actually called the saint a friend!

Zhunti and Jieyin were startled, and a bad premonition immediately emerged in their hearts.

As expected.

The next second, Yang Gui said in an inexplicable voice, "Let's not talk about whether to sit or not, I still have some things to deal with."

After saying that, he looked at Zhunti, "What did you call me just now? Evildoer?"

"And you said that I tripped you and caused you to not be able to grab a seat?"

Zunti's face was bitter and he opened his mouth.

Yang Gui did not give him a chance to speak, and said to fellow Taoist Hongjun, "Fellow Taoist, you said someone threw dirty water on me, what should I do?"

"If it was someone else, I could still bear it, but these two, what do you think I should do?"

Bang!

A huge noise appeared.

In the eyes of all the gods, Yang Gui suddenly pulled out his right hand.

The two gods, Zhunti and Jieyin, who were about to defend themselves, were slapped out of Zixiao Palace by him and sank into the chaos.

Hongjun's eyes were silent, and a white light flashed in Zixiao Palace.

Zhunti and Jieyin, the two gods who were just sent flying, appeared in Zixiao Palace in a mess with their robes torn.

Hongjun sighed, "I hope you don't mind this time."

Yang Gui laughed, "So, you are going to owe me another karma?"

Uh...

Hongjun's face froze, looking at Yang Gui's half-smile, he didn't understand.

He was being plotted by Yang Gui.

In the battle between Taoism and Demonism, because of him, Luohou destroyed the western earth veins, causing the death of hundreds of millions of lives, and now he is still carrying a huge karma.

In order to make up for the Western world, Zhunti and Jieyin were specially selected by him to revitalize the Western world.

This Guixuan calculated that he would protect Zhunti and Jieyin; he waited until now to attack.

When he thought that he had finally paid off the two major karmas owed to Yang Gui, he could pay one right away, and even pay it off today.

Even though Hongjun is a saint, he almost vomited blood because he had to owe another one before the battle even started.

He looked at Zhunti and Jieyin with some unfriendly eyes.

After a long time, Hongjun said helplessly, "Daoyou, is this really the case?"

Yang Gui looked indifferent, "It depends on what Daoyou thinks."

As they talked, all the saints in Zixiao Palace felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

The ancestor witch Xuanming almost shouted excitedly.

Fight, beat this villain!

The eyes of the Three Pure Ones flashed, and the power of the law flowed in Nuwa's eyes, as if she was quickly deducing something.

Just as they were waiting for the result, they found that Hongjun, Yang Gui and their figures disappeared in Zixiao Palace.

At this time.

In the endless chaos, Hongjun's breath was flat, and he looked at Yang Gui quietly and slowly said, "I haven't seen you for countless years. I wonder how your cultivation is now?"

Yang Gui smiled, "Try it."