System: Picking up leaks at the beginning of the game and being the big brother

Hancheng set up a ban outside Qingqiu Mountain, and summoned Qilin Zi to let him cultivate in the mountain, and then he stepped out of Qingqiu and went to the outer sky.

After leaving Qingqiu Mountain Hancheng, he had to shake his body, changed into a forest blue Taoist robe, put a lotus crown on his head, and arrived outside Zixiao Palace in a short while!

Hongjun obtained the merit of creating a jade butterfly, and proved Hunyuan in the prehistoric, and he is truly the number one saint in the prehistoric!
He just said that anyone who is destined can listen to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace. It seems that there is no distinction between education and everyone can go there, but in fact it is not.

You know what kind of place the Zixiao Palace is, but it is located outside the 33rd heaven, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. On the contrary, if you can reach here by your own strength, then you are the predestined person in Hongjun's mouth.

Hancheng has now reached the quasi-sage realm, one step away is thousands of miles away, and it will not take a moment to arrive outside Zixiao Palace.

But seeing the emptiness, there is a Ziguang Yiyun Taoist Temple in the chaos, and the surrounding chaos is raging, but it can't hurt the Taoist Temple in the slightest.

The originally blurry scene suddenly manifested when Han Cheng looked at it intently. He saw a door without a door appearing in front of his eyes. There was only a door frame, but there was still a wall inside the door frame.

There are three large characters "Zixiao Palace" written on the door frame.

The corners of Han Cheng's mouth raised slightly, it really is mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

So he raised his leg and stepped out, and the figure passed through the wall immediately.

Entering Zixiao Palace, it was not as auspicious and auspicious as he imagined, but instead revealed a simple and honest meaning.

Saints are inherently born, so why do they need gold-plated doors.

Thinking that the ancestor Hongjun, as the number one sage of chaos, had already found out the honor and disgrace of life and death, he didn't care about these flashy appearances, but he treated the belly of a sage with a villain's heart.

In a small courtyard, there were already several people standing loosely. A futon was placed on a high platform in front of it, but a surging cloud was carved on the wall behind it, and a Taoist rhyme manifested in it.

Come to think of it, that is the futon of ancestor Hongjun.

And there are six small futons placed under the high platform, and no one has sat on them yet.

Seeing someone coming again, everyone stepped forward to salute. Everyone is a great man, so the first meeting is naturally indispensable to some pleasantries.

"Poverty Daoist Qingqiu Loose Cultivator, self-proclaimed Taoist Wulou, I have met you all."

Although it was the first time for Han Cheng to see everyone, he knew something about them. Among them, he recognized Sanqing at a glance. Impossible to admit mistake.

He couldn't help but want to complain about how these ancient greats all like the dress of the white hair and childlike face. They can change into a young and handsome guy like himself, but they want to wear a white wig. Is it just for the sake of Pretending to be of high seniority.

The Taishang Patriarch, with white beard and white eyebrows, has a kind face, is dressed in a snow-white robe, and is very elegantly dressed. His whole body is always wrapped in a layer of mist, which is an auspicious atmosphere.

As the head of the Sanqing, Taishang Laozi, at the moment, can eliminate Hongjun in the prehistoric world, and I am afraid that no one is his opponent.

On his left and right are Tongtian in black and Yuanshi Tianzun in white, and there are some ancient demon gods, the most conspicuous of which is Donghuang Taiyi who is holding the Donghuang Bell.

As for the more familiar Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin Zhunti, and the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of Hongyun and others have not seen them yet, presumably they are still on their way.

After Han Cheng exchanged pleasantries with everyone, he also stood there.

Suddenly the system prompts "Ding, there are nine saints in the world, and the host needs to pick up one of the saints."

To stabilize his words, Han Cheng said it was too late and then quickly, and when everyone was unexpected, he sat on the fourth futon from left to right.

This move of his immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, sit down and have a rest, take a rest" while rubbing his legs pretendingly.

Everyone present twitched their lips, do you believe this?
They cast contemptuous glances one after another!
Han Cheng is not embarrassed at all. There is a saying in the earth that "thick-skinned eat a piece of meat, but thin-skinned can't eat". When the opportunity arises, he would be a fool not to grab the horse vegetable market!

Taishang Laozi looked at Han Cheng with a slight frown, feeling very puzzled in his heart. He was very confident that he would be No. 1 in the prehistoric world, but he couldn't see his footsteps.

Although he called himself a Taoist, he had never heard of it, and then he looked at Yuanshi and Tongtian and asked with his heart, but the result was the same!
Sanqing was one of the saints who had been ordered by the Supreme Master, so he was slightly surprised that Han Cheng took the lead in occupying a futon, but he was not angry.

On the contrary, the ancient demon gods looked at Han Cheng rather unkindly. Han Cheng even thought that if this was not the dojo of Saint Hongjun, these ancient demons must have attacked him already.

At this moment, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi and others all arrived, and naturally they exchanged pleasantries.

Suddenly a pair of boys and girls came out from the blue clouds, and saw the boy say loudly, "The teacher is about to start the lecture, all fellow Taoists, do your best and don't make any noise."

Everyone looked at the five seats in unison, they were all people with great supernatural powers, and they heard what Daotong said here, let everyone sit in their seats, naturally the closer to the front the better.

Sanqing glanced at each other, the first three futons were already sitting under their buttocks in a blink of an eye, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch leaned forward, occupying the fifth and sixth seats respectively.

Seeing this, Fuxi and Nuwa couldn't help but each sighed. Now that their seats had been secured, they had no choice but to stand behind the crowd.

At this time, Zhunti and Zhunti arrived together, and when they saw that the six futons were already full of people, they burst into tears.

"Junior brother, you and I have come all the way from thousands of miles, but never thought that we can't even get a seat. What's the point of living for you and me, why not just die like this?"

"Brother, brother, I'll take a step first" as he touched his tears, he was about to hit the pillar.

After all, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were kind-hearted, and they couldn't bear to see that the lives of two fellow Taoists were killed because of the seat dispute, so they hurriedly got up.

"Two fellow daoists, why bother to come here, this position is for fellow daoists, why seek death?"

Hong Yun followed suit and stood up, "That's right, let me also give up my place to Fellow Daoist."

Jieyin and Zhunti immediately stopped crying when they saw this, and rushed forward quickly, and sat down on the futon.

After sitting down, he cupped his hands to Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun and said, "This time, I am very grateful to fellow Taoists. I am very grateful, very grateful."

Donghuang Taiyi, Di Jun, Patriarch Hun Kun and other ancient demon gods all showed contempt when they saw this, and even the always gentle Fuxi frowned.

Seeing the whole process, Han Cheng was extremely ashamed. He thought that he was shameless and thick-skinned enough. Compared with these two, he was a saint.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun looked at each other helplessly, since the matter had come to an end, they couldn't say anything more, so they sat down next to Jie Yin Zhun Ti.

Which one of the 33 Chongtian Zixiao Palace people who can be obtained is not a powerful man? In fact, he has already made some deduction on the six futons in front of him before he came in. big chance.

Among the crowd, only Han Cheng knew that the six futons represented the six holy places, but he would not be so stupid as to say this, since making a fortune silently is his consistent aim.

After everyone sat down, a few more people came one after another, but one of them surprised Han Cheng. When that person came in, the Pangu Primordial Spirit brand that was sealed by him actually gave out a little joy.

It turned out that it was the ancestral witch queen soil transformed by Pangu's blood essence!

This made Han Cheng feel strange, the witch clan of Pangu's lineage did not cultivate the primordial spirit, and Hongjun Taoism was tasteless to them, so why did they come here.

So he secretly made a deduction, and immediately understood it, so it is!
"Keng"

The ringing of a golden bell interrupted his thoughts, followed by the boy's sonorous voice.

"Welcome to the Master's Appearance"

An old man with white hair and a childlike face walked out of the heavenly clouds. Everyone knew that this was Hongjun, a sage of the Dao of Heaven, so they kowtowed and shouted to the teacher Jin An.