Looking at the many mighty figures who suddenly stood up in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun's expression was very ugly.
If it was anyone else, he would have suppressed them all.
He was a Saint, and he took the initiative to speak about the Great Dao.
If these people left halfway through, what face would he have left?
Moreover, after this sermon, there would be two more sermons.
If someone did this every time, would he still be able to teach this Dao?
However, it just so happened that the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa were involved. If they were to suppress it directly like this, it would create a gap in the other party's heart, and the subsequent matters would be difficult to operate!
Hongjun's expression was a little uncertain for a moment!
The mighty figures looked at Hongjun's expression and were somewhat shocked.
However, Hongjun did not blame Emperor Jun and Taiyi for causing trouble in Zixiao Palace.
With the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa leading the way, he calmed down slightly.
Although Hongjun had done it secretly, at this moment, how could the mighty figures not understand that there was something fishy about the six seats in the front row of the Purple Cloud Palace? It was very likely that Hongjun had specially arranged it.
Just now, the Purple Cloud Palace was in chaos. Hongjun snorted coldly, and many people who spoke were injured.
However, as the leader of the Primordial Origin who insulted Taiyi, he was actually unscathed. This could be seen from this point!
Moreover, Hongjun had already said that the lecture on the Way of Zenith Heaven would last for 3,000 years.
All the mighty figures were already Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals.
Those who could understand it were more or less understood.
Those who didn't understand thought that the 3,000-year deadline wasn't far away, so they didn't need this much time.
And if his dojo was robbed just because of this little time.
That would be a heavy loss!
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, some smart people did not blame everyone when they saw that Hongjun did not refuse.
His eyes lit up as he hurriedly spoke again.
"There's a reason for this. Please forgive us, Saint. We hope that you can help us!”
"We guarantee that this will not happen the next time we attend the lecture!”
Hearing this, the rest of the people also had a thought and immediately understood the intention of this person. They hurriedly said,
"There's a reason for this. Please forgive us, Saint. We hope that you can help us!”
"We guarantee that this will not happen the next time we attend the lecture!”
……
Hongjun's expression improved slightly, but his eyes were still cold. He said coldly,"
"Forget it, I know what you're thinking. You're feeling uneasy!”
"This time, I won't blame you!”
"But if you do it again, I won't show mercy!”
"We will obey the Saint's decree!"
All the mighty figures immediately spoke up.
Then, some people bowed to Hongjun again and immediately left the Purple Cloud Palace, rushing towards their own dojo.
Among them were Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nvywa, Fuxi, Xihe, Chang Xi, and even Zhenyuanzi. Thinking of his Ginseng Fruit Tree, he bowed to Hongjun and flew out of the Zixiao Palace.
However, Emperor Jun and Taiyi surprisingly didn't leave, which made some Almighties who stayed behind look askance.
In fact, Dijun had already figured it out.
Things had been delayed for so long, and what should have happened had happened.
Even if he rushed back now, it would be useless!
It was better to suppress this hatred in the bottom of his heart and continue listening!
Moreover, the two of them had already offended Hongjun once. They could not offend him a second time!
However, even so, looking at the Purple Cloud Palace that had suddenly become empty.
Hongjun was still extremely angry.
However, looking at the eager gazes of all the mighty figures, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and continue preaching!
……
On the Sun Star.
Xuan and Houtu earned a lot.
There were countless types of Connate Jade.
There were dozens of Primordial Spiritual Treasures. Although they were all Primordial Spiritual Treasures of the Lower Grade that Emperor Jun and Taiyi used as decorations, there were still a lot of them!
Apart from that, since he had seen the Xiantian top-grade spirit root Fusang tree, he naturally had no reason to let it go.
Even though the Sorcerer Tribe mainly focused on cultivating their body with the Evil Qi, they could also absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.
After all, there were so many members of the Sorcerer Tribe. If they relied solely on the Fiendish Qi, they would have starved to death long ago!
Furthermore, the Grand Wizard, Zhurong, cultivated the Great Dao of Fire.
As a result, Houtu didn't say anything about Xuan's actions of uprooting the Fusang tree and clearly making enemies with others.
He had successfully signed in on the Sun Star and robbed it.
Only then did Xuan bring Houtu and leave the Sun Star, flying towards the Wilderness.
However, just as he flew back to the Primordial Land.
Xuan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
"Has it been three thousand years since the lecture in the Purple Cloud Palace?”
"That's not right!"
"There should still be some time!"
"But what's going on?"
He looked at the many mighty figures who were constantly falling into the Primordial World from the Primal Chaos Void.
Xuan was confused.
"Strange, why are these people back now?”
Houtu was also surprised.
" Thirteenth Brother," he said hurriedly," since this trip to the Sun Star has gone according to your wishes, let's hurry back to the Sorcerer Tribe!"”
"I'm afraid that Emperor Jun and Taiyi are coming back!”
Xuan nodded.
Indeed, no matter what the reason was, he had to return to the Sorcerer Tribe first.
At this moment, the many mighty figures who had just returned to the Primordial World naturally discovered Xuan and Houtu in the sky.
Especially now that Xuan was holding the tree in his hand.
It was even more eye-catching.
"That's the Hibiscus Tree!"
"That's the Grand Wizard Houtu!"
"As expected, it was the Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestor of Sorcery who robbed the Sun Star and even dug up the Fusang Tree. How ruthless!”
The mighty figures watched from afar as Houtu and Xuan approached the witch race's ancestral land. While they were shocked, they also let out sighs of relief.
Look, even the Fusang Tree on the Sun Star was moved back to the Sorcerer Tribe.
If they were to delay any longer and the dojo was robbed, there would probably be nothing left!
"Hey, something's wrong!"
"Who's that beside Grand Wizard Houtu? There didn't seem to be such a person among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery!”
"Could this be a Senior Magus? But were the shamans so reckless?”
"Impossible, this is not a Senior Magus. No Senior Magus of the Sorcerer Tribe has reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm yet!”
"Look at his speed, he's even slightly faster than Houtu. How can he be a Senior Magus?”
"This…No way, Thirteen Ancestors of Sorcery?？？”
When the higher-beings thought of this, they were all stunned.
It was already shocking enough that the original Sorcerer Tribe had twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Now, there was another Ancestral Sorcerer!
" Hiss…"
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