Rebirth of the East Prince: The strongest Hunyuan in the prehistoric

Sitting on the sixth futon under the cloud bed, Hongyun was a little confused. When the Zixiao Palace door opened, he and his friend Zhen Yuanzi followed a group of colleagues and saw these six-colored futons.

He had no intention of occupying at first. At most, he wanted to find a seat closer to the front so that he could hear the saint's sermon clearly. That was all. Just entering the temple, for no reason, a desire to occupy arose in his heart, suppressing it.

Can't hold it down.

It was as if I was possessed, like a mighty force descended from heaven. Somehow, I sat down as if controlled by divine power. I seemed to wake up after sitting on this futon. I always felt that there was a huge thread of cause and effect entangled in it.

It was only then that he became restless.

At this time, it is not appropriate to sit down or stand up for no reason. I am afraid that it will be disrespectful to the saint, so I can only endure it for the time being.

No one present knew Hong Yun's feelings, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two people who came in last.

Including Dongwanggong.

He naturally knew the identities of these two people. Apart from Xieyin and Zhunti, he probably did not think of a third person in this image.

Almost everyone present felt that the two men had lost their status as Daluo Jinxian and had great supernatural powers, and they were quite disdainful. However, Dong Wangong did not have too much contempt. Everything was for the sake of enlightenment, which was not shameful.

Even though Zhunti later traveled through the wilderness, as a saint, he often did some petty things. Most of the time, it was just to benefit the beings in the West. After all, compared with the East, which is full of outstanding people, the West is indeed much poorer.

Therefore, in later generations, he often said, "This thing (you) is related to me in the West." This kind of Chinese can also be understood.

When Yin Yin and Zhunti entered the hall, they didn't care about other people's eyes. Looking around, they saw that all the six colored futons under the cloud bed had their owners. Knowing that these six positions must be very important, the two looked at each other.

I thought to myself, it's still too late.

After receiving the invitation, he planned to find a seat at random, but Zhunti was unwilling to do so. He looked back and forth on the six seats, making secret calculations in his mind.

The three Sanqings in front have connected auras and awe-inspiring Dao. They are extremely powerful at first glance. His brothers are no match at all. Although the fourth futon is sitting on a female cultivator in the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, there is someone behind her.

Fuxi, a late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal monk, was protecting him, and there were several demon clan Daluo behind him, so it was not easy to deal with them.

But the fifth and sixth futons left can be used for some planning.

So Zhunti slowly walked to Kunpeng and Hongyun, threw himself to the ground, and burst into tears.

"Brother, we have worked so hard to come from the barren West, gone through hardships and come to the chaos, and found this Zixiao Palace just to listen to the sermons of the saints. We don't even have a position if we don't want to. How can we, Western monks

Is life so miserable?"

Zhunti mentioned this style, which shocked all the cultivators present. Zixiao's three thousand mortal guests were all Da Luo Jinxian, and they were all strong men in the ancient world. How could they have seen such a style before?

Sure enough, it still takes hundreds of thousands of years for the brothers to cry. He was stunned for a moment when he cried. He soon understood, and the look of pain on his face became even worse. He also sat down next to him, and the two of them unexpectedly

I hugged my head and cried.

"Junior brother, my road to the west is far and barren, and I don't have a decent spirit treasure on my way. I am indeed late and there is no place to sit. What should I do?"

"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuBrother, senior brother, most of the people in the West are stupid, and they all place their hopes on us, hoping that my senior brothers can turn around and preach. But now, what should I do if I can't hear the saint's sermons clearly because I sit too far away?"

ah!"

The two of them performed, but the six people on the futon were indifferent. Zhunti became a little anxious and stood up and said: "Several fellow Taoists, poor Taoist Zhunti and my senior brother came from the west and inherited the inheritance from the barren land.

If you are wrong, you must get enlightenment from the saint. Can you give up your position so that my brothers and sisters can hear the saint's teachings clearly? I will thank you all on behalf of the suffering sentient beings in the West."

In the Zixiao Palace, there was no one who was not a powerful person with a clear mind. How could he follow the way of Zhunti? So he closed his eyes and sat in silence without saying a word.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Zhunti didn't give up, but walked up to Kunpeng and said: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you get up and leave your actions to Pindao."

Kunpeng was furious, thinking that you didn't look for anyone, but you came to me instead. You see me alone, how can you be bullied the most?

He was already vicious, so how could he show a good face to the other party at this time, so he only said one word coldly.

"roll!"

Zhunti's face froze, and his anger suddenly arose. He was about to speak again, but he heard a word from the side, which immediately surprised the whole room.

"Since my fellow Taoists from the West are here, I will give this seat to my Taoist friends."

Everyone present was originally watching Zhunti and Jieyin's joke, but they never thought that someone suddenly answered the question. The person who answered was none other than Patriarch Hongyun who was sitting on the sixth futon.

Hongyun has a wide circle of friends, and many people here know him. They all know his reputation as a "good old man", but he is also a real person with great supernatural powers. One look at this futon seat can tell that it is extraordinary. Hongyun is so stupid that he really wants to give up his seat.

?

Even his friend Zhen Yuanzi was surprised.

But outsiders didn't know that Hongyun was already on pins and needles. After he got the position inexplicably, he felt entangled in cause and effect, so he was anxious to get rid of it. There was no way to get rid of it, but Zhunti performed a performance and he found the reason.

As he spoke, he stood up and moved out of the way, leaving the futon seat free. As he moved aside, Zhunti next to him also sat on it.

Then he said: "Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Hongyun didn't care, and sat down next to Zhen Yuanzi again with a smile. Everyone present thought that he had lost money, but in his heart, he felt as relaxed as if a huge boulder had been lifted off him.

After getting the seat, he didn't give up. He turned around to face Kunpeng and cursed: "All of you here are virtuous and true immortals. You are ugly and have the body of an animal. How dare you sit with me? Why don't you hurry up?"

Stand down and give up your seat, so as not to pollute the saint's discernment!"

This Zhunti mention was indeed a bit shameless. He had previously called him fellow Taoist, but in the blink of an eye he had insulted him. In addition to coveting this position, he was obviously seeking revenge for the word "go" just now.

Kunpeng became furious after hearing this, and suddenly burst out with murderous intent: "Zhunti, are you looking for death?"

"You bastard, how can I, a poor Taoist brother, still be afraid of you!"

The guide on the side also stepped forward, and the momentum of the two Da Luo Jinxian instantly locked him in place.

Kunpeng's expression changed drastically. Although he thought he had good fighting prowess, he could not defeat the two brothers Zhunti and Jieying. However, he really didn't dare to give up his position. He thought of trying harder, but he heard another

A voice came.

"What Taoist Taoist Zhunti said is absolutely true. You are a person who was transformed from an egg into a wet body, but you are not qualified to sit at the same table as me. Get up quickly and give up your seat to Taoist Taoist Jingyin."

The one who spoke was Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, the most important person among the Three Pure Ones. He did not want to help and lead Zhunti, but he spoke because he was born with the least contempt for the so-called people who turned into eggs.

"Yuanshi, you!"

Kunpeng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"how?"

Laozi and Tongtian also spoke out. They were originally unwilling to participate in this matter, but Yuanshi both spoke up, and the Three Pure Ones also needed to express their stance.

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