Road to science and technology

Jie Yin was thick-skinned, but like other monks, he didn't dare to think about bringing his own bench. Now seeing that this early-stage Daluo Jinxian monk who calls himself Shenzhou actually dares to do such an act, his face suddenly shows shock and inexplicable horror.

"Why, didn't you say there are no seats to sit on? Why don't you sit down if I give you a seat now? Could it be that the previous embarrassment was deliberately caused by you two to deceive everyone sitting here?"

Yue Yuanzhou immediately slapped him without saying anything.

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Seeing the looks from everyone, it was like a ray of light on his back. Now he was really riding a tiger.

However, Jie Yin is worthy of being the future Western leader. After only two breaths, he thought of a countermeasure and said: "How can we as Taoists sit on such a thing that has no Tao charm? Put the futon on the ground and sit quietly on the futon. For those who are above, you can raise your five hearts to the sky, wake up your soul, and enter the state of selflessness. Only then can you hear the supreme road. On the other hand, things like yours are extremely weird and must be from the side door. We all have our hearts set on the road, so what? To be able to sit on such evil things."

Boom!

Just as they were talking loudly, the sound of yellow bells and bells came from the Zixiao Palace.

"Lying on nine layers of clouds, the truth lies on the futon."

"Outside of heaven and earth, I am the master of teaching."

"Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four phenomena followed."

"The leader of Xuanmen City, one Qi transforms into Hongjun."

The voices and shapes came together, and as the high-pitched chanting poems appeared, Hongjun's figure suddenly appeared on the futon on the high platform in the center, silently and without any warning.

"Welcome to Dao Ancestor!"

Many innate gods saluted and paid homage to Hongjun.

Anyway, although Hongjun has not really preached about the prehistoric times yet, and it stands to reason that he should be called a saint, but that is a matter of course, and it doesn't matter if he does it sooner or later.

Jieyin naturally turned around and saluted.

The appearance of Hongjun announced the end of the storm of fighting for the position.

According to common sense, no matter how unwilling the person involved is, he can only give up.

But Jing Yin is not an ordinary person. He is now thinking about how to continue to behave miserably in front of Hongjun. He has long since given up on shame.

Hongjun raised his hands on the Shang Shou Yun bed, signaling to all living beings to excuse themselves.

However, just when Jieyin bowed and was about to straighten up, he suddenly felt his calf joint being hit with such force that even he, who was in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, could not withstand it.

The force struck just as he was saluting Hongjun, and he was really caught off guard.

Under this collision, Jieyin lost his center of gravity and fell backwards. But just when he thought he would fall on all fours and make a fool of himself in front of the saint, he felt a soft feeling on his buttocks.

The feeling of touch came, and Jie Yin still didn't understand what happened. I was being tricked into sitting on that office sofa.

Sure enough, a similar feeling came from behind, and his hands also touched the armrests on both sides of the chair. They were soft and extremely comfortable.

However, this kind of comfort makes the souls of the deceased feel anxious.

Everyone was sitting on the floor, and he was the only one sitting on the sofa. The sofa was too high. If a long table was placed between him and Hongjun, they could all have a good time drinking and chatting.

What it means to be unique, what it means to stand out from the crowd, and what it means to stand out from the crowd, it’s all about taking the lead now.

He was about to jump up, but he found that the eyes of many innate powers in Zixiao Palace were looking at him. Only Yue Yuanzhou looked like he was hanging up his sleeves as if it had nothing to do with him, and his blood was blocked by the sight. , almost vomiting three liters of blood.

Jie Yin was about to make a joke when he saw Hongjun's eyes, which were filled with profound light and Taoism. He seemed to be looking at him from time to time. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and he didn't dare to say anything. .

"It's over, it's over, this poor Taoist has been harmed by this Shenzhou Taoist." Jie Yin screamed in his heart, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, explaining to everyone what the true color of pain is.

Feeling the intersection of countless eyes, especially Hongjun's eyes that were staring deeply at him, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles at this moment.

Now if Jie Yin had to choose who he hated the most in his life, he would definitely say Yue Yuanzhou without hesitation.

He originally thought that Yue Yuanzhou would create such a seat, and wait for Taoist Hongjun to come out, then he would turn an army to see how Yue Yuanzhou would end up, but who would have thought that a mere Daluo Jinxian in the early stage would dare to take advantage of himself to be defeated by Taoist Hongjun. When you attract attention, you take action to plot against yourself.

Hongjun's appearance shocked all the monks present. They obviously couldn't understand Hongjun's cultivation level.

Standing on the futon on the high platform, Hongjun looked down at everyone, his eyes slowly moved away from Jie Yin, swept through the crowd, and finally stopped on Yue Yuanzhou, with a warning in his eyes.

Hongjun knew best why Jie Yin sat on that office sofa.

"Why are you like this?" Hongjun asked.

The sound was like a bell and a bell, echoing in the Zixiao Palace.

What?

Didn't you just preach when you came out? Why did such an episode suddenly happen?

Yue Yuanzhou was in a state of mind and almost stopped whistling. He was waiting for Master Hongjun to start speaking, but he didn't expect Hongjun to ask him.

Do you think you can see the Taoist charm of this great industrialist Luo Jinxian?

A mere saint should not have such ability!

Yue Yuanzhou rejected this idea, then glanced at Hongjun, raised his voice and said: "To the saint, respecting the elderly and loving the young is the traditional virtue of our Eastern monks. I see this Taoist has endured countless hardships and endured countless hardships." It is not easy to come from the west thousands of miles away. His clothes are ragged, his breath is unstable, and his appearance is haggard. He looks like a dying person and looks like a dying person. I feel sad in my heart. I really can't bear to look at him. If he doesn't If you have a seat to listen to the sermon, you might say that Eastern monks like us don’t know how to respect our elders. Wouldn’t this be an injustice to many monks?

However, although I admire Taoist Hongyun's high righteousness, I have no seat to give up to him, and I am afraid that this Western scholar will lead the way like Taoist Zhunti before, grabbing the pillar with his head and lying on the spot, so I made this move.

So that the saints will know that this chair is called the office sofa. It is because I have traveled for tens of thousands of years, based on the mystery of the monk's body. I have devoted myself to studying for thousands of years, comprehending the mystery of heaven and earth, clearly understanding the essence of body, and seizing the creation of heaven and earth. Only then can it be refined,

It is most suitable for the elderly and frail people. Sitting on it can relax the muscles and activate the circulation of spiritual energy in the body. If it were not for the fact that this Western scholar looks like a rotten tree, I would not want to give it up. Now I use all the words used in the saint's sermons with my heart of respecting the elders. I hope that the saint will not blame this person for guiding the Taoist. "

Ancestor Hongyun felt relieved when he heard Yue Yuanzhou mentioning him and saying that his actions were righteous, and he suddenly felt like he had met a confidant.

Kunpeng was now filled with joy. He looked at Yue Yuanzhou who was talking eloquently and secretly said in his heart: Taoist Shenzhou, I, Kunpeng, owe you a cause and effect.

Jie Yin and Zhunti's faces grew darker as they listened, but this was Daozu Hongjun's question, and it was hard for them to interrupt, so they could only endure their anger and listen.

Others looked like they were watching a good show and planned to see if Hongjun would blame the Shenzhou Taoist.

When Yue Yuanzhou was talking, Hongjun kept staring at him.

After he finished speaking, Hongjun didn't seem to see any flaws, so he slowly withdrew his gaze and said: "From now on, the seat will be like this and cannot be changed. This sermon will last for three thousand years."

After hearing Hongjun's words, the others looked expectant, except for Jieyin who looked confused.

What does it mean ‘from now on, the seat will be like this and cannot be changed! ’ Doesn’t it mean that next time I have to sit on this office sofa to listen to sermons?

What is this? Jie Yin's vision went dark, and he felt that his world had turned gray, his path was dark, and all his thoughts were lost.