Jieyin asked Zhunti to tidy up his tattered Taoist robe. When he came to the Purple Night Palace, Jieyin greeted a man and a woman with a smile. The two seemingly inconspicuous Taoist children would be big figures in the Untainted Land in the future.
"The journey was long and late. May I know your dao names?" "My name is Jade Pool," the female Daoist child replied with a smile.”
The female Daoist child's eyes were very big, and she smiled cutely. The male Daoist child replied," My name is Wu Tian. Please come in, Senior Martial Brothers. Master is about to preach the sermon, so Jieyin Zhunti returned the greeting and said," thank
Arriving at the main hall, Jie Yin saw that at the front of the main hall, there were six praying mats arranged in this order.
The first three were an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man. They were naturally the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, which were formed by Pangu's primordial spirit.
After the Three Pure Ones, there was a female Daoist, Nuwa.
Looking further down, it was the red cloud and the Kun Peng that were not fated to be on the futon.
Nothing had changed.
Behind the futon were the top Primordial Gods of Untainted Land, such as Emperor Jun Taiyi, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, Lord of the East and Queen Mother of the West.
Seeing that Jieyin and Zhunti were followed by several disciples who were not even Primordial Unity Golden Immortals, all the innate gods had different expressions.
I saw Lao Tzu doing nothing, but I pretended not to see it.
The Origin looked at Jieyin and Zhunti with admiration, as if he was appreciating that they had brought their disciples here.
Daoist Heavenspan sat down on a hassock and smiled at the two of them, pretending that he had seen them before.
Taoist Nüwa ignored them, but Fuxi, who was behind her, bowed to Jieyin and Zhunti.
Seeing Jie Yin Zhunti enter the hall, Hongyun stood up and asked,""Fellow Daoist, where did you come from?"
"My brother and I came from the west. The west is barren and the journey is very long, so we were delayed. Fellow Daoist Zhunti, if you are tired, please sit here and rest.”
Zhunti was stunned.
The Three Pure Ones of Pangu, Nuwa, and Kun Peng were stunned.
Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, and Dipamkara were stunned.
The three thousand visitors of the Purple Cloud Palace, other than Jieyin, were all stunned.
There were only six futons in the entire Purple Cloud Palace, so it was obvious how important and precious they were.
Furthermore, these six praying mats were all inferior-grade Connate Numinous treasures.
Hongyun actually gave such an important futon to Zhunti.
Had Hongyun gone mad?
Or are we crazy?
The immortals were puzzled.
Especially Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Minghe, and Dipamkara.
If they knew that Hong Yun would give up the praying mat after crying, they would have cried long ago.
Ignoring the stunned immortals and gods, Hongyun walked to her good friend Zhenyuanzi and sat down cross-legged.
Zhunti came back to his senses and restrained the ecstasy in his heart. He turned to Jieyin and said,""Elder brother, please sit first."
Thinking about himself first at this time?
Jie Yin was a little surprised.
This futon was a chance to become a Saint.
Although Zhunti didn't know, Jieyin was very touched by Zhunti's intention.
"Zhunti, the futon was given to you by Hongyun.”At this moment, he looked at Kun Peng and said,"Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, are you willing to make a good fortune and give up the praying mat to the west?"”
Kun Peng's expression instantly turned cold.
"Are you joking, Fellow Daoist? You already have a praying mat in the west, so you should be satisfied.”
Jie Yin asked him to give up the praying mat, but Kun Peng was not Hong Yun.
He knew that Jieyin was picking on the weak ones. The Three Pure Ones of Pangu, Nuwa, and Fuxi were not to be trifled with, and he was the only one who was weak.
"Fellow Daoist, why don't you give up this praying mat? The west also owes you a karmic debt.”
Kun Peng fell into deep thought and looked at Jie Yin.
"Fellow Daoist Jieyin and Zhuntidao have plotted against each other. Don't forget this karma!”
"I won't dare to forget."
After hearing this, Kunpeng stopped arguing with Jieyin. He gave the futon to Zhunti and sat behind them.
The Kun Peng didn't know what this futon represented, and since the Quasi-Gods had already sat down, it was waiting for the Sage.
A wave of pressure landed on the immortals and gods of the Purple Cloud Palace.
The originally quiet hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Hongjun's appearance was mysterious. It was as if he had never been here, but it was also as if he had always been there.
"The Sage has arrived." Hao Tian said loudly.
"Greetings, Saint." The immortals and gods stood up and bowed to Hongjun.
Hongjun nodded and helped everyone up with one hand.
Everyone only felt that the power of a Saint was irresistible, and its profoundness was indescribable.
Hongjun looked at the six people on the futon and then glanced at the other immortals and gods.
"I will preach the Dao three times, and every time, it will last for three thousand years. Everyone agreed!
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