In the Purple Cloud Palace, when everyone saw that there were only seven futons to sit on, they guessed that there must be a deeper meaning that they did not know. Even if there was no deeper meaning, the position of the futons was under the high platform, so the effect of listening to the Dao would definitely be better.
Just as everyone was guessing, someone made the first move. Four figures flashed past their eyes, two in front and two behind. In a flash, they arrived at the first to the fourth futon. They looked at each other in surprise, then returned to normal. They sat cross-legged on the futon and closed their eyes to rest. They were Laozi, Primordial, Tongtian, and Houtu.
Tongtian was surprised because he knew the meaning of the praying mat, but Laozi and Primordial didn't. However, the two of them were different from the others. After entering the Purple Cloud Palace, they went straight to the praying mat, one step earlier than Tongtian and Houtu.
After entering the Purple Cloud Palace, Tongtian took advantage of the moment when everyone was guessing the meaning of the praying mat to pull Houtu to snatch the praying mat. Originally, he wanted to snatch the first and second praying mats, but after he left, he was stunned.
Only then did he realize that there were people who were faster than him. Laozi and Primordial had already gone out a step earlier than Tongtian and Houtu. They had arrived at the first and second praying mats, leaving Tongtian and Houtu to occupy the third and fourth praying mats. Tongtian was surprised by their shamelessness, cunning, reaction, and speed.
Laozi and Primordial were also surprised. They thought that only the two of them would do this, but they didn't expect that Tongtian and Houtu would follow behind. If they were a step slower, their positions would probably change.
As the four of them took their seats, the crowd behind them was stunned.
There were only seven praying mats in total, and four of them had already been occupied. There were only three left. After everyone came to their senses, they cursed the four people for being shameless. They didn't have the time to curse anymore and rushed forward to fight for the remaining three praying mats.
However, before they could obtain the praying mat, it became a scene of people pulling each other. The group of people squeezed together, and no one gave in to the other. Everyone looked at the praying mat in front of them, but they could not get it. They then glared angrily at the person who was pulling them back. If they weren't in the Sage's dojo, they would probably be fighting with spirit treasures and divine arts.
However, because they were in the Sage's dojo, everyone was restricted. They did not dare to casually use divine powers and spells to fight here. After all, this was disrespectful to the Sage. Moreover, the Sage's might from before was still fresh in their minds. No one wanted to enjoy it again.
As time passed, the competition ended. The fifth, sixth, and seventh praying mats were occupied by Goddess Nvywa, Kun Peng, and Hongyun respectively.
Those who didn't manage to grab the futon found a place to sit behind the seven people. Fuxi sat behind Goddess Nvywa, Zhenyuanzi sat behind Hongyun, and the 11 Ancestors of Sorcery sat behind Houtu. Tongtian, who was watching the drama in the dark, twitched his mouth.
After everyone sat down, the entire Zixiao Palace became quiet. Everyone closed their eyes to rest so that they could listen to Hongjun's lecture in the best state of mind.
Just as the Vast Heaven Jade Pool began to close the Purple Cloud Palace Gate, a loud voice came from outside." Little boy, don't close the door. Wait for us."
This voice immediately woke up everyone in the Purple Cloud Palace who had their eyes closed to regulate their breathing. Everyone looked towards the door and saw two more people walking in. After the two of them entered, the two of them were also closed at the Purple Cloud Palace and returned to the back hall.
At this moment, the two people who had just entered the Purple Cloud Palace were Jieyin and Zhunti from the west. The Taoist Jieyin had a sallow complexion and a thin body. His face was full of pain, as if everyone owed him money.
Taoist Cundi, on the other hand, had shifty eyes and a red face. Ever since he entered the Zixiao Palace, his narrow eyes had been fixed on the seven futons in the front row. Countless lights shone from them, as if he had seen a treasure.
Ever since the two of them entered the Purple Cloud Palace, Tongtian no longer closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. He turned his head and looked at the two of them happily, looking forward to their performance.
When Houtu saw this, she sent a voice transmission to Tongtian and asked,"Brother, is there something interesting? Why are you laughing so happily? Tell me so that I can be happy too."
" Haha, sister, the two Western film kings are here. The performance is about to begin. Just watch," Tongtian replied telepathically.
Instantly, Houtu's face was filled with question marks. What kind of emperor was a Best Actor? What kind of performance? If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't think about it anymore. She also turned her head to look at where Tongtian was looking at.
At this moment, Zhunti first looked around the Zixiao Palace. Except for the seven futons in front, the rest were all sitting on the ground. Seeing the special futons, he guessed that there must be some opportunities on them. Suddenly, he looked at the people on the seven futons.
On the first futon sat a white-haired old man. He could not see through the old man's cultivation and was not to be trifled with. The middle-aged man on the second futon had a high cultivation and his aura was connected to the first old man. The two of them could not afford to offend him.
Then, he looked at the third futon. A young man was sitting on it. Tongtian looked at Zhunti as Zhunti looked at him. They looked at each other, and Tongtian smiled playfully.
Seeing this, Zhunti lowered his head and confirmed with his eyes that he could not afford to offend this person. This person was even more terrifying than the old man. Then, he looked up at the fifth futon. As for the woman on the fourth futon, Zhunti had already ignored her. After all, this person's aura was connected to that of the young man. He could not afford to offend her.
So he looked directly at the woman on the fifth futon. But as soon as he looked over, he was stared at by the man behind the woman. The man's eyes were murderous and he almost threatened him. It seemed that if Cundi dared to speak, he would bear the consequences.
Zhunti's face twitched slightly. He ignored the fifth futon and turned to look at the sixth futon. When he saw a middle-aged Taoist in a red robe sitting on the futon, his face gradually became happy. His eyeballs were rolling, and no one knew what bad idea he was thinking of.
Suddenly, a cry sounded.
" Senior Brother Wu, I didn't expect that we would come all the way here, and even had a narrow escape. Now we don't even have a seat. Do we really have such a hard life?" Zhunti suddenly burst into tears.
Everyone in the Purple Cloud Palace was shocked. What was going on? Zhunti, who was at the Middle Stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm, burst into tears, which stunned everyone. It was a waste of such a high cultivation to cry over a seat.
At this moment, Houtu looked at Tongtian who was gloating beside her in surprise. She was confused and did not understand what had happened.
Not to mention Houtu, even Jieyin, who came with Zhunti, looked at Zhunti in confusion. He did not understand what Zhunti was doing. It was already a great gift to come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the preaching of the Sage. What else could he not be satisfied with?
Seeing Jieyin's confused look, Zhunti quickly winked at Jieyin. Jieyin suddenly understood and cooperated with Zhunti.
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