Fishing the heavens, the Styx fished out the fruit of the saint

Nine days away, the gate of Zixiao Palace is open!

Thousands of auspicious signs flow out, endless dense air is densely covered, and the Tao is permeated, purple air gushes out, gushes out of the nine heavens, and sinks into the sky and the wild land.

this moment!
All the great powers in the world are shaking!

The prestige of a saint is so terrifying!
A ray of energy can shake the sky.

After a fight outside the dojo just now, the nine heavens were filled with a murderous and violent aura, but everything was wiped out by this peaceful aura.

This breath actually has the effect of washing the soul and purifying the world.

"As expected of a saint, this divine power is really incredible!"

You Da Neng muttered to himself, and his words were filled with endless longing.

A saint, that is the highest peak of the known state, the existence that really stands at the top of the world.

They overlook the world of mortals through the ages, and sit and watch the changes in the world and the mulberry fields of Sanghai.

In the eyes of the world.

The sage has already stood at the same level as the Dao.

Now, I am about to face the sage and listen to the sage explaining the way of the sage.

How could this not be shocking.

Many great powers filed in, all submerged in Zixiao Palace.

And at the top of the palace.

A figure sat on the jade ball.

On him, the Dao is flowing, and the divine ring is rippling.

There are many anomalies around.

There are common people kneeling and prostrating, gods and demons prostrating their heads, a golden lotus blooming in the void, and countless spiritual springs spewing out from nine heavens. This kind of vision is too vast and extremely shocking.

"I'll wait, meet Daozu!"

Countless great powers applauded one after another.

No matter what their status was before, no matter how high their status was in the prehistoric world.

At this moment, in front of Hongjun, they can only regard themselves as juniors.

This is the power of Daozu Hongjun!
In Zixiao Palace, there are six futons.

Sanqing was one step ahead and occupied three of them.

Nu Wa also occupied one.

The remaining two are occupied by Kunpeng and Hongyun respectively.

In the Blood Sea Dojo, Ye Chen suddenly watched this scene.

Is the familiar famous scene coming soon?

Looking at the six beings sitting on top of the futon.

Four of them will become famous saints in the world in later generations. If you say that this jade futon is a test of fate, it is also a symbol of status.

It is also a pass for advanced saints in the future.

As a descendant, Ye Chen naturally understood the mystery.

But he never told Ghost Che, the generation of Nine Infants.

It's just because, if you want to sit in that position, you must have a great chance, someone with great luck, and even, to a certain extent, these futons are specially prepared for certain existences.

Ye Chen could see some of the causality and fate involved, but he couldn't see all of them clearly.

But if his guess is right.

The fall of Hongyun and the fall of Kunpeng have a lot to do with it.

And right now.

Two figures flew from outside the sky in Nine Heavens Palace.

"Junior brother, you and I came all the way from the west to listen to the Taoist preaching, trekking all the way, eating and sleeping, but in the end we didn't even have a seat. What's the reason for this?"

Those who come are not exactly the reception and acceptance.

Jieyin Taoist cried and wiped away his tears, just like a wounded little daughter-in-law.

Honestly.

Even though I have heard many versions of Jieyin and Zhunti crying in later generations, I have personally witnessed such a posture of the world-renowned saint in later generations.

Ye Chen felt a little hard to accept.

in his mind.

A sage does not say that he is highly respected, but he is also extremely calm, and he has what he should have.

However, the posture of the two of them really refreshed his three views.

Corresponding to it is a strong sense of vigilance.

The strong are not to be feared.

What is terrible is the strong man who has no bottom line.

Looking at the introductions and quasi-promotions, they are all the kind of people who use unscrupulous means to achieve their goals, but their future achievements are still extremely high.

Not to mention anything else, the first time they met, Ye Chen saw that their cultivation base was only at the level of Xuanxian, but now that he saw them again, they were already among the top existences in the world.

It seems that he has reached the realm of quasi-sage.

This cultivation talent is only a few points away from his poor talent.

With such an existence, how could he not be alerted?
On the other hand, in Zixiao Palace!

Many great experts showed a little impatience and disdain for Jieyin and Zhunti's performance.

What kind of place is this?

The place where the saint preached.

However, there are actually two such shameless people on the same stage with them. To be honest, many powerful people feel ashamed to be with them at this moment.

Subconsciously, he pulled away from them a few points.

On the other hand, Taoist Hongjun seemed indifferent to all this.

Jieyin cried harder and harder.

What is said is nothing more than that there is no seat, he might as well be bumped to death in the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

Ye Chen was quite speechless.

These two saints, for the sake of becoming a saint, really don't want the slightest bit of face.

To say that the crying was so miserable, I'm afraid that the film king would have to bow down when he came. The tears flowed so much that people said that women are made of water, but when these powerful people cry, there is nothing wrong with women at all.

Hong Yun really couldn't bear to watch this scene.

He is soft-tempered and kind-hearted.

When I first saw Jieyin and Zhunti in a hurry, I was already moved with compassion, but now I saw the other party crying so heartbreakingly just because of a seat.

He spoke immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, don't cry, why don't I let you have my seat!"

"Ah, really? That's really a thank you, Fellow Daoist."

The reception is almost three steps and two steps are taken directly to occupy the seat.

Immediately changed the image of crying.

He turned around and shouted to Kunpeng.

"You flat-haired bastard, what right do you have to sit here, why don't you step back quickly and give up your seat to my junior brother?"

While speaking, he couldn't help revealing a ray of mental coercion.

The temperament of the whole person has changed.

This change has caused many great powers to change.

Many beings were taken aback. Before, they only thought that these two people were extremely shameless. They never thought that such an existence was actually a quasi-sage.

It should be said that Kunpeng is also the top powerhouse in the world, and his strength has also reached the realm of quasi-sage.

Being so insulted by others, Qi An can let it go.

But before he could make a move, the guide and the quasi-sage had already forcibly invited him down from the left and the right.

Under the joint efforts of the two, and without knowing what kind of supernatural power they used, Kunpeng was shocked to find that the seat under him had disappeared.

How could he bear it.

Just about to grab the seat back.

"quiet!"

A voice as powerful as Tianwei came, stopping all movements below.

It was Daozu Hongjun who spoke!

Under the shroud of the saint's prestige.

No matter how unwilling Kunpeng was, he would not have dared to do anything. He just glanced at Hongyun resentfully. If it wasn't for him, how could he have lost such a big face.

Moreover, he had a premonition somewhere.

Not only did he lose face this time, but he also had a chance against the heavens.

It can be said that the hatred between the two has ended today.