[PS: Because the first part of the plot wasn't too good, the author changed it a little.] There were three more chapters tonight.
It was unknown how much time had passed in the Purple Cloud Palace. In the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed since Hongjun had passed down the decree.
At this moment, Hongjun appeared in the Purple Cloud Palace under the focus of everyone.
His figure stood tall like an old pine tree. He looked ordinary and unremarkable.
However, that overwhelming pressure swept over.
Whether it was the Three Pure Ones, the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, or the guests of the Purple Cloud Palace who were flying around, they were all intimidated by the pressure.
The foul atmosphere from before was instantly swept away, and it became silent.
As expected, Hongjun intervened.
Nuwa's chest heaved up and down, and she was slightly shocked.
She glanced sideways.
Even the purple-gold-robed youth who had grabbed Primordial Heaven Supreme's head earlier was separated.
He had just appeared, but he easily suppressed everyone.
This strength that was hidden under the surface was really terrifying to the extreme.
However…
What was that guy doing?
Nuwa's heart trembled.
After Hongjun arrived, even those noisy Ancestors of Sorcery did not dare to move.
In her line of sight, she saw that the purple-gold-robed youth was still looking left and right after a moment of silence.
That handsome face seemed to be searching for something.
After Hongjun arrived, he actually took a few steps forward.
His outrageous behavior was also noticed by others.
The Three Pure Ones 'eyes were cold as they ignored him.
Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi frowned, not knowing what Wan Li wanted to do.
Only the Ancestral Magi's eyes lit up, and they were eager to try.
"Are you looking for something?"
Hongjun's gaze slowly fell on Wan Li, and an undetectable wave flashed across his eyes.
"No, no."
"Don't worry about me.”
When Wan Li heard Hongjun's voice, he was also stunned and hurriedly waved his hand in response.
His eyes suddenly widened in excitement.
He found it.
Great Dao fragment!
He was beaming with joy.
He strode towards the corner of the Purple Cloud Palace.
After Hongjun arrived, Wan Li knew that this fight could not continue.
However, after beating up Primordial Origin, his mood improved a lot.
It was different from the respect others had for Hongjun.
Wan Li knew.
The first person to achieve Dao in the Wilderness was definitely a legendary existence.
Unfortunately, after attaining the Dao, he chose the Dao Integration path and became a slave to the Heavenly Dao.
When Hongjun first appeared, he had already seen his indifferent eyes.
He looked down at the common people with indifference.
However, Wan Li didn't show much respect.
Although Hongjun had already attained Dao, he was not a threat at this time.
The Purple Cloud Palace said.
He was like a diligent tool who accepted the commission of the Heavenly Dao and completed his mission.
This was also the reason why Wan Li dared to counterattack Primordial Heaven Supreme without hesitation in the Purple Cloud Palace.
As long as he did not go too far, Hongjun would not stop him.
What surprised Wan Li was…
Previously, when he came to the Purple Cloud Palace, he did not discover the aura of the Great Dao fragment.
He did not expect to follow Hongjun to the Purple Cloud Palace.
The Purple Cloud Palace seemed to have a spirit. In a corner of the Purple Cloud Palace, Wan Li felt a familiar aura.
"What an eccentric fellow.”
Seeing that Wan Li was not afraid of Daoist Hongjun at all and instead walked casually to the southeast corner of the Purple Cloud Palace, many Purple Cloud guests muttered in their hearts.
Although it was only their first time meeting, Wan Li's eccentric personality left a deep impression on them.
He looked very easy to talk to, but he beat up Primordial Heaven Supreme and even ignored Hongjun.
Especially when they saw Wan Li walk to the southeast corner of the Purple Cloud Palace and sit down cross-legged, the corners of many people's mouths twitched.
Got it.
This was the true Iron Fool of the Sorcerer Tribe.
Even a fool knew that Hongjun was preparing to preach the Dao after he arrived.
Naturally, it was better to sit in the front.
In the end, this person directly sat at the back.
He didn't know what was going on in his head.
In the Purple Cloud Palace, it wasn't just people who were cursing Wan Li in their hearts.
"So Eldest Brother really doesn't like those futon seats.”
Goumang slapped his thigh among the Ancestral Magi who were separated.
His dark green hair suddenly fluttered, as if he had understood something.
The huge figure ran toward Wan Li.
When the other Ancestors of Sorcery saw Goumang's actions, they immediately slapped their foreheads.
They weren't too sure about their newly born eldest brother's preferences.
Perhaps he didn't like sitting on the futon at all.
They were even trying to snatch a seat for their eldest brother. Wasn't this just adding to his troubles?
Eldest Brother was using his actions to show that he really didn't like sitting on the futon!
Seeing that Goumang had taken the lead, the other Ancestors of Sorcery could not care less and surrounded Wan Li.
Seeing that the Sorcerer Tribe had left, the Three Pure Ones swept a cold glance at them and then sat back on the futon.
" Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hongyun."
At this moment, a grateful voice sounded.
Primordial Heaven Supreme looked over.
There were many smart people.
They sat down.
The three seats that the Wizard Tribe's Ancestral Wizard had snatched were instantly filled.
Nuwa, who was already very close to the cushion, sat back down.
Jieyin and Zhunti, the two guys who came later, reacted quickly and sat down the moment the Three Pure Ones sat down.
Jieyin, who had officially sat on the futon, thanked Hongyun who was not far away hypocritically.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
Hongyun waved her hand.
Seeing that Zhunti and Jieyin had successfully taken back their seats, he was also happy for them.
On the left, Kun Peng Daoist's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
For some reason, he was very angry now.
It was as if something important had suddenly been taken away.
He treated Jieyin and Zhunti well, but when he saw the amiable and chubby Taoist Hongyun, he found him an eyesore!
If it wasn't for this guy who was being stubborn, even if the Sorcerer Tribe interrupted him, that position would still be his.
It wasn't that Kun Peng Daoist was unconvinced.
The brains that were qualified to snatch the futon seats in the Purple Cloud Palace were all people with sharp minds.
When the Ancestor of Sorcery left his seat, he had also found an opportunity at the first moment. Moreover, his Kun Peng's speed was extremely fast.
If he really wanted to snatch it, he could still snatch it back.
However, Primordial Heaven Supreme's words were still ringing in his ears.
Kun Peng Daoist followed the steps and did not want to humiliate himself.
However, at this moment, no one cared about Kun Peng Daoist's thoughts.
Even Wan Li, who was in the corner of the Purple Cloud Palace, had more eyes on the cat than him.
Even though Daoist Hongjun had already arrived.
Due to the addition of the Sorcerer Tribe, many people felt that the lecture at the Purple Cloud Palace this time would not be so peaceful.
"Since we've already found a place."
"Then this poor priest will begin preaching.”
From the beginning to the end, Hongjun, who was standing on the high platform of the Purple Cloud Palace, did not interfere with the actions of the Purple Cloud guests.
Seeing the six praying mats sit down, he spoke indifferently.
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