Purple Cloud Palace.
Hongjun had already appeared.
According to his understanding, this time, it should be packed with people early.
However, in the next second, he seemed to be a little dumbfounded.
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this
Wasn't it supposed to be overcrowded?
Who was this empty space for?？
What a joke.
It shouldn't be!
Could it be that there was a problem with his ability to express himself?
At this moment, Hongjun, who had already become a Saint, was questioning himself.
He did a little self-reflection.
He was thinking about what he had said before, trying to figure out what he had missed out.
This lecture was very different.
It was fate.
He was the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, and it was destiny for him to become a Saint.
The enlightenment of all living beings was his responsibility, and it was also a mission given to him by the Heavenly Dao.
The 3,000 guests in the Purple Cloud Palace represented the 3,000 Great Dao.
Only people with Zenith Heaven cultivation were qualified to absorb the Chaos.
This is called: in the Tao fate.
It was probably not enough for him to immediately start teaching the Great Dao.
For now, he could only wait slowly.
Those people must have lost their way in the chaos and couldn't find the place.
But that was impossible!
He had even brought out the golden bridge because he was afraid that people would not be able to find the way.
If her understanding was correct, these people were too stupid.
Hope would always come true.
In his perception, figures appeared one by one.
They stepped into the hall in a mess and sat down.
One step, two steps.
One or two.
There would always be one or two who would come every once in a while.
This was a little too much!
After sitting here for so long, she was sitting there in a daze.
It made Hongjun feel a little uncomfortable.
If he had been waiting for someone, he wouldn't have appeared so early.
Speaking of which, he was really helpless!
Logically speaking, these people should be fighting over each other for fear of losing the opportunity.
However, he didn't have enough people, so he didn't dare to talk about the Dao.
After all, the lack of people in this heavenly fate was a variable.
Therefore, he had no choice but to wait slowly.
He just hoped that one day, these people would understand his painstaking efforts.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a huge commotion outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
"What a sin. It's too difficult to find. Does Hongjun know?”
"Isn't that so? The two of us have traveled hundreds of millions of miles from the west. We can't possibly return disappointed, right?”
"Don't worry, Junior Brother. We are fated with Dao, and I believe we are fated with Hongjun.”
"Understood, Senior Brother. If it really doesn't work out, I'll cry."
Although he spoke in an extremely low voice, it was difficult for others not to hear him.
The expressions of the people in the Purple Cloud Palace changed.
Two ruthless people had come!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Hongjun at the same time.
Hongjun, who was sitting high up, had a dark expression.
Even though he had already become a Saint, his face still trembled at this moment.
At this moment, he really wanted to find a hole and bury these two people.
This was too infuriating.
He had seen bold people, but he had never seen such bold people.
He was teasing Hongjun in front of so many people?
He did not know why the flowers were so red!
The voice came before he arrived.
" Senior Brother, the West is suffering!"
"I didn't expect that us senior and junior brothers would travel hundreds of millions of miles. We've walked who knows how many miles, but we still haven't…Good location, this "
Two cultivators walked in, their faces a little sallow.
Their eyes were hazy with tears and their expressions were disheveled. It seemed that they had suffered from endless brilliance.
But when they stepped into the hall, they were stunned.
What he feared the most was that the air would suddenly become very quiet.
An awkward atmosphere filled the entire Purple Cloud Palace.
Many people's faces trembled as if they did not understand.
What was this?
"This…"
"Why is it different from what I imagined?"
Zhunti couldn't help but mutter as he looked around suspiciously.
Hongjun sat on top and looked at the two idiots below. He was so angry that his face turned red.
What was different?
You still suspect that this is fake!
Hongjun, who could not help but hate these two idiots completely.
However, as a Saint, how could he lose face?
It was not the time to get angry.
At all times, he had to show his demeanor.
"Alright, since you're here, find a seat and sit down.”
Hongjun's words were naturally useful.
This made Laozi and Yuanshi, who were sitting in the front row, happy.
Finally, someone came.
Although he was a little unbearable, it could alleviate the awkwardness!
If that was the case, wouldn't the embarrassing matter just now be suppressed?
This was a savior sent by the heavens!
He needed to be gentlemanly now.
It was time to show off his real skills.
I quickly stood up.
"Fellow Daoist, you must be tired from the long journey. There is a seat beside this poor priest. Please…"
Zhunti: "???"
Jie Yin: "???"
This unexpected remark stunned Zhunti and Jieyin.
Were people so modest nowadays?
If there was a good seat, he wouldn't take it. He knew how to abdicate!
Was this the legendary saying that true love existed in the world?
For some reason, Zhunti was touched.
But thinking about it, he still had to say something decent.
He looked at the surrounding Daoists and could not help but reach out his hand. Fellow Daoist, please, please."
The cultivators who were invited were also drunk.
He really wanted to roll his eyes at Zhunti.
Did I not want to?
Am I being modest?
How the hell can I go?
F * ck.
However, Saint Hongjun was in front, and everyone was present.
How could he not pay attention to words?
"No, Fellow Daoist, please."
"No, it's still this fellow daoist.”
"No, no, no. Fellow Daoist, you've worked so hard to come to the Purple Cloud Palace. How can you not get a good seat?”
"This isn't good!"
A good person's life was peaceful.
After lying so much, he was really not used to such a group of sincere people suddenly appearing!
"Then this poor priest will respectfully accept your request.”
"Greetings, fellow Daoist. Greetings, fellow Daoist."
Jieyin took the third seat, and Zhunti took the fourth.
The spring breeze couldn't be stopped. Life was the time to be proud.
He sat down cross-legged and silently waited for the sermon.
However, after waiting and waiting, Hongjun still did not start preaching.
She just looked at the door silently, thinking about something.
Everyone was anxious, but they did not dare to ask.
Hongjun was also anxious and was a little emotional.
Why were there still so many people who had not arrived when Zhunti Jieyin had already arrived?
Heavenly Dao, are you playing with me?
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