In the Zixiao Palace, Jieyin understood what Zhunti was doing and began to cooperate with Zhunti.
Jieyin's face became even more miserable. He looked like he was worried for nothing. He hugged Zhunti and burst into tears." Junior Brother! What could he do? "We're in the west, far away from the Chaos. We came late, so we didn't have a seat. We can only blame ourselves."
Meanwhile, Zhunti, who had caused such a ruckus, was watching Hongyun while putting on a show, saying," Everything in the West is entrusted to us two brothers. If we can't listen to the Dao Ancestor's sermon in the last place, how can we go back and face the living beings in the West?"
After saying that, Zhunti burst into tears. He looked at Hongyun while crying. His tears were so heart-wrenching and earth-shattering that even the atmosphere in the Zixiao Palace became sorrowful.
Everyone in the Purple Cloud Palace saw through their plan. They looked at Jieyin, Zhunti, and Hongyun with a smile, looking forward to their next performance.
When Jie Yin saw this, he sighed helplessly and the pain on his face became even more intense.
Zhunti saw that the people in the Zixiao Palace were looking at him as if he was a monkey. He immediately said angrily," If we can't hear you clearly, how can we go back? We might as well die." After saying that, he rushed to the high platform in front of him.
At this moment, Hongyun the good man stood up. He had been watching Zhunti's performance. Seeing Zhunti commit suicide, Hongyun's good man nature burst out. He quickly stood up and stopped Zhunti, saying," Fellow Taoist, you really have great perseverance and wisdom. You have the heart to seek the Tao for all living beings in the West. I'm not as good as you. It's just a position. I'll give it to you. Why do you want to commit suicide and ruin your Tao?"”Hong Yun pointed at the empty sixth futon.
The moment Hongyun stood up to give way, Zhunti hurriedly replied," Thank you for helping us, Fellow Taoist. You're really a man of infinite virtue." After saying that, Zhunti pushed Jieyin onto Hongyun's futon.
Zhenyuanzi, who was standing behind Hongyun, withdrew his hand from Hongyun's arm. Hongyun had given up his position before he had even pressed down. Now that the matter was settled, it was useless to do anything. He sighed helplessly and said," Old friend, this futon is so special. There must be a Fated Chance inside. As a cultivator, how can you give up your Fated Chance? You have to change your character."
On the contrary, Hongyun didn't think much of it. It was just a futon. It was no big deal to give it up. Although Zhunti didn't promise anything, the Karma of giving up the futon had already existed. He felt that he had earned a little in exchange for the two people's favor. However, he did not know that he was not far from death. How could the Saint Position be given up so easily?
At this moment, everyone from the Purple Cloud Palace was stunned. They had lost count of how many times they had been shocked. Hongyun had given up the praying mat so casually. He was really awesome. He could even give up their own opportunities. Hongyun must be crazy.
At this moment, Jieyin, who had already sat on the futon, turned to Zhunti and said," Junior Brother, why are you still standing there? Aren't there seats already? Come here quickly. We're sitting on the same futon."
Zhunti turned a deaf ear to Jieyin's words. After Jieyin sat down, he glanced at Kunpeng on the seventh futon. Seeing that Kunpeng had the same cultivation as his senior brothers, both at the Middle Stage of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, and that he was alone, Zhunti felt that it was feasible. He then said," Fellow Daoist, can you show mercy to the western people and give up this futon? You will certainly be of great merit in the future."
" Impossible. You have your Western Beings, and I have my Northern Beings. Although Hongyun, that fool, was tricked by you into giving up the futon, I'm not Hongyun. I'll leave as far away as possible. Don't bother me," Kunpeng said with a face full of disgust.
Behind him, Zhenyuanzi saw that Hongyun was about to fight back with Kunpeng. He quickly stopped Hongyun and stopped him from talking.
Seeing this, Zhunti knew that he could only resort to force. He shouted at Kunpeng," This is the place where the Sages preach. How can you, a flat-haired beast, sully this honorable position? Sit with my Senior Brother and the others. Hurry up and stand up and give way to me."
Immediately, on the second futon, the Origin who usually cared the most about his status also turned to look at Kun Peng and said,"That's right. How can a wet, feathered beast like you sit with me, the Two Pure Ones? Hurry up and leave."
Hearing Primordial's words, Goddess Nvywa, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, and the other demons in the back row were not happy. They were also members of the Demon Tribe, but Primordial's words had scolded them together.
However, the current situation was different. The scene of the demons fighting back did not happen. Goddess Nvywa sat on the futon. Apparently, she did not want to cause any more trouble. She closed her eyes and rested as if she did not hear him.
Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who were sitting in the back row, couldn't care less about what Primordial had said. They couldn't give up this opportunity to suppress Kunpeng. They said," Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, you'd better give up your seat so as not to hurt the harmony."
The two of them were upset when they saw Kunpeng sitting on the futon." As the future rulers of the Demon Tribe, we don't even have a seat. How can you, a Demon Master of the Demon Tribe, have a seat?"? As for Goddess Nvywa, she was just a woman. No matter what, they couldn't compete with a woman for a seat. If word got out, how could they rule the Demon Tribe in the future?
Following that, Emperor Jun and Tai Yi cheered, and the Demon Tribe members behind them also cheered, asking Kunpeng to give up his seat.
Kunpeng couldn't bear the pressure, so he gave his seat to Taoist Cundi who was beside him. When he left his seat, Kunpeng turned his head and glanced at those who made him give up his seat, especially Emperor Jun, Taiyi and Primordial Hongyun. He hated these four people very much. Killing intent appeared in his eyes. Apparently, he was secretly thinking about revenge.
As everyone sat down, the farce ended.
As soon as the saintly might descended, a figure appeared on the futon on the high platform. When everyone saw this and felt the saintly might of this person when he first appeared, they knew that this was Saint Hongjun. Everyone kowtowed to Hongjun and greeted him three times to express their respect for the Saint.
However, there were 11 people who did not kowtow to Hongjun. They were the 11 Ancestors of Sorcery. They only respected Pangu and did not respect the so-called Way of Heaven or the Sage.
" The fact that all of you have come here to listen to the Dao shows that all of you are people with great opportunities. This time, I will be teaching the Way of Zenith Heaven. I hope all of you will gain something," Hongjun said calmly as if he did not see the Eleventh Ancestor of Sorcery.
After saying that, he thought of something and ordered," The seats have been decided. In the future, you will sit here. You are not allowed to seize the seats and argue again."”
After giving his instructions, Hongjun did not say anything else and directly began to explain the Dao technique.
"In the past, before the two instruments were separated, it was called Hongyuan. The sky is dark and the sky is dark. It looks like a chicken egg. It is called chaotic black yellow. There was no light, no image, no sound, no clan, no ancestor, it was dark. There is a spirit in it, and the spirit is very real. There is nothing outside the circle, and the sky is clear and clear. In the secluded plains, a breath is born."
When the saint preached, a phenomenon descended from the sky. In an instant, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged on the ground, and clouds appeared. Holy light shone within.
As the Sage began to speak, everyone also fell into listening to the Dao.
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