Super Prestige System

Chapter 626 Different seat competition
The plot returns to half an hour ago.

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-six Taiyi Golden Immortals arrived at Zixiao Palace one after another. The palace gate opened, and the boy Haotian greeted them, and invited everyone into the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

After everyone entered the arena, they suddenly found that in the deepest part of the hall, there was a raised platform with a futon on top of it. Needless to say, there must be a place for the saint to preach.

Near the high platform, six picture groups are arranged, and the three futons on the far left have three people sitting in front.

These three people are exactly Sanqing.

I don’t know when Sanqing arrived at Zixiao Palace, but in short, they already occupied three of the six futons.

In the prehistoric world, strength was respected, and Fuxi and Nuwa were so powerful that they naturally entered the palace at the front.

As soon as he entered the door, Fuxi saw three empty futons. He hurriedly dragged his sister to the futon, pointed to the fourth futon and said, "Sister, sit down and rest." He loves his sister the most. Naturally, he wanted to get one for his sister.

Nuwa sat down against the mountain Sanqing, pointed to the fifth futon and said, "My brother sits too."

Fuxi looked at the others, shook his head and said, "My brother is not tired, so I won't sit down, I'll just stand behind my sister." After finishing speaking, Fuxi looked at the people behind him.

Next to Fuxi and Nuwa came in were the two future demon emperors: Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Tai said to Di Jun: "Brother, the fellow Taoist in front doesn't want to sit down, there are two left, just one for each of us?"

Di Jun shook his head, and whispered in Tai Yi's ear: "My brother, if we want to achieve great things, we brothers can't act willfully. There are so many masters behind us. If we just sit down regardless, what will these people think of us?" ?
These people are the ones we woo, and even if we can't woo them, we can't hate them.

Besides, for others, crossing this chaotic area may be tiring, but our brothers are three-legged golden crows with noble blood. What we are best at is rushing. For us brothers, does this count? "

Taiyi looked at the futon in front of him reluctantly, wanted to sit on it, but didn't want to disobey his elder brother's wishes, so he looked depressed.

Nuwa didn't care about other people's attitudes. She was about to persuade her brother again, when suddenly a fat man in a big red robe with a cheerful face sat down on the last futon.

After sitting down, the little fat man said to himself: "Sit down and rest, crossing the chaotic region in one breath, I am really tired."

Nu Wa gave the little fat man a hard look, and then said: "Brother, sit down quickly, if you don't sit down, I won't sit down either." After finishing speaking, she was about to get up.

Fuxi held Nvwa back: "Sister, don't make trouble. Everyone respects us, so we are advanced. We are respected by others, but we can't take it for granted. There are only a few futons here. I will take one for my brother and my sister." , others can’t say anything, if we sit down for my brother, won’t others think that we brothers and sisters are arrogant and conceited?”

The little fat man next to him heard Fuxi's refusal to do it, turned his head to a medium-sized Taoist with a face like a crown jade, and a modest demeanor, and greeted him: "Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, there is also a futon that is empty. Do it, come and rest your feet."

This little fat man is Hong Yun, and the person he greets is the future ancestor of the Earth Immortal—Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the people around him, shook his head, and replied: "My brother, sit by yourself, and stand for your brother." Don't like to be in the limelight.

In his opinion: Sitting on a futon is indeed more comfortable than standing, but it will become the target of public criticism and be hated by everyone.Once you are hated by everyone, you will reduce your luck.

It is only a thought to waste luck, but it is extremely difficult to accumulate luck, so it doesn't matter if you don't sit on this futon.

It is precisely because Zhen Yuanzi has such a mentality that he was able to survive the cruel battles in the prehistoric and desolate, and survived the catastrophe time and time again, and finally became the longest living among the three thousand purple night guests, other than saints. For a long time, the most unrestrained person to live.

At this time, two people came in from the door, they were the future Buddhist sages of the West: Zhunti and Jieyin.

Both of them looked dusty and out of breath, Jieyin sighed and said: "It's okay, it's okay, we finally caught up."

Zhunti didn't say anything, but rolled his eyes and saw that there was still an empty futon in front of him.

Suddenly, Fu Zhizhun raised his mind: the six futons here must be good.

Although he didn't know what the benefits were, but Zhunti was a guy who took advantage of the advantages, he hurriedly pushed the guide to sit on the futon, and said: "Brother, you are exhausted, hurry up and rest."

Zhunti felt the extraordinaryness of the futon, which was better than Zhunti's first-line guide in every aspect, so naturally he also felt the extraordinaryness of the futon.

Since the futons are good, you can't let the brothers miss the benefits, but, there are no more empty futons, what should I do?
Jieyin turned to look at the other people sitting on the futon.

The first three are not weak in cultivation, and their luck is connected. They are obviously three brothers, and they can't make up their minds.

Sitting on the fourth futon is a woman, but this woman's cultivation is not weak, the most important thing is: there is also a man with not weak cultivation standing behind her, and this man's eyes are always on her On the body, the two of them are obviously a group, and they must not be easy to mess with.

Jieyin turned his head and looked at Hong Yun beside him:

Hong Yun had a straightforward smile on his chubby face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jie Yinxin said: This little fat man's cultivation base is not high, and he has no background, so it's him.

"My dear brother, we came from the west. In order to catch up with the Taoist ancestor and preach, we almost exhausted our mana along the way. Are you tired? Come, come, come and rest first." After that, "struggle He was about to get up, his eyes drifted to Hongyun.

Zhunti immediately understood: "In front of the elder brother, is there a place for the younger brother? The elder brother can take a rest, but the younger brother can hold on..." Zhunti's 'weak' and Jieying disputes, during the rectification process, 'the feet are soft', He fell crookedly on Hongyun's body.

All of a sudden, Hong Yun, who was distracted, was awakened.

Hongyun had the character of a 'good old man', seeing that Zhunti was too tired to stand up, how could he continue to sit, he supported Zhunti, stood up and said: "This fellow Taoist sit here with me. "

Zhunti took advantage of the opportunity and sat on Hongyun's futon, cupped his fists hypocritically and said, "Thank you for giving up your seat, fellow daoist Gao Yi."

Jie Yin also said with a look of gratitude: "Thank you for giving up your seat, fellow daoist Gao Yi."

Hong Yun didn't know that the two of them were pretending, but when they saw the two people complimenting each other, she felt a little embarrassed: "It's a small matter, it's a small matter." After finishing speaking, he retreated to Zhen Yuanzi's side, and said to Zhen Yuanzi in a sighing tone: " The relationship between these two brothers is really enviable."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hong Yun speechlessly, shook his head and sighed, and thought: When will my brother be smarter, so that he can't see such an obvious deception?
Forget it, those futons are also a place of right and wrong, leaving the futons is not necessarily a bad thing.

Just because Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun don't care about each other doesn't mean that others don't care about them.

Taiyi looked at Jieyin Zhunti coldly, his eyes seemed to be angry: none of our brothers went to sit, you two later fellows, why?
He was about to reveal the trick of attracting and quasi-mentioning, and to save the two of them, but he was stopped by Di Jun: "My dear brother, don't cause trouble in the saint's dojo."

　Dear readers, I am very sorry.

　　It was past eight o'clock when I came back today, and so far, I have only typed out one chapter of words.

　　To be honest, Dadi is not very satisfied with this chapter. Although it is different from "Hongjun Preaching" written by others, it is also a bit tasteless.

　　For this reason, there will be a major turning point in the plot of the next book, which requires the earth to be in a good state, but now, the earth can no longer open its eyes.

　　I will post this update today to relieve my book friends’ boredom. I would like to say sorry again and please don’t scold me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)