Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

Soon, the boy finished passing the message and got out of the way. As if they had received the signal, everyone squeezed in in unison.

Among them, Laozi and Yuanshi moved the fastest.

Sanqing is the transformation of Pangu Yuanshen. He is the best among everyone in terms of heel aptitude and practice skills. In addition, I am surrounded by a ray of golden light and secretly used the mysterious and exquisite tower of heaven and earth. I am really a scornful person. He rushed into Zixiao Palace first and sat on the first futon and the second futon without saying anything.

The others were not slow either. Within less than two breaths of the two of me, more than two thousand monks who came to listen to the sermon were already sitting on the futons.

Seeing that the futon fell into the hands of the two brothers, Yuan Shi breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and was about to congratulate me, but saw his brother looking at the other side of him with a dumbfounded expression.

Turning around subconsciously, Yuanshi Tianzun was also dumbfounded.

However, he saw that among the six futons at the front of Zixiao Palace, except for his two brothers, who each sat on one, the remaining four were empty, with no one sitting on them at all.

Their faces twitched.

Damn, no one is sitting on this futon.

Then why are the two brothers working so hard to grab him?

The people at the back also looked at the four empty futons with confused expressions. In fact, not only were the four futons empty, but even the futons ranked higher after the six futons were completely empty.

Looking around, most of the more than two thousand"predestined people" who came to listen to the sermon were sitting in the back row.

No one who came here was a fool. Everyone guessed that the futon closer to the front would have a better chance.

But he was sitting here as if his butt had roots, staring longingly at the empty seat in front of him, but his body was uncontrollable and he had no intention of moving forward.

Could it be the bad taste of the saint?

This thought flashed through more than one person's mind... but it was because the number of three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace was related to the rise and fall of the prehistoric times. The number had been set long ago and could not be changed at will.

The places where everyone sits have been arranged by Heaven.

After everyone was seated, not long after, they saw the Zixiao Palace buzzing.

The purple air permeates the air, and the Tao charm is vague!

Hongjun's figure quietly appeared on the cloud bed in front of everyone. Everyone was stunned by the huge momentum. They just felt that just feeling the strong Taoist charm of Zixiao Palace would improve their cultivation. I feel like I am about to make a breakthrough...

He is truly worthy of being a saint!

Hongjun saw everyone's performance and nodded secretly in his heart, noting that he had spent a lot of mana to create this momentum.

After a moment, Daozu Hongjun, who was satisfied with his appearance, stiffened slightly...

Hiss!

Something seems wrong!

Blinking subconsciously...

That's right!

The large empty futon in front of me is not an illusion.

Hongjun opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but felt that his thoughts were a little confused and he didn't know where to start...

But he said that the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation was obviously a fight for hegemony between the three innate clans, but it was actually a battle between Hongjun and Luo Hu. A battle that determines the mainstream of spiritual practice in the prehistoric future. Those who lose will perish, but those who win will be enlightened and become saints, becoming the spokesperson of heaven.

But it was because of Tiandao's cheating that he chose Hongjun in advance and supported him all the way, otherwise it would be unclear who would win in the final battle of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

After attaining the Tao, Hongjun needs to gather his great fortune and adapt his body to the Tao.

Only then did Zixiao Palace give three sermons. The three thousand people who came to listen to the sermons basically covered the most powerful group of people in ancient times.

Each of them has a lot of luck, and they decided on the master-disciple status during the sermon. This can be regarded as Hongjun gathering great luck.

But...

Hongjun glanced at the hundreds of empty futons in front of him. The ones closer to the front had higher cultivation levels, and the more luck they represented.

Can you believe that even four of the six holy places of destiny are empty?

Hongjun's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch, and even as a saint, he felt his head was buzzing.

That's it? sermon?

Are you talking about loneliness?

"Junior brother, hurry up, we are already late……"

"Senior brother, I can't help it. Who made it so that there is no distinction between up, down, left and right in the chaos? You and I can't find our direction for a while.……"

"Alas, what can we do? I think I am poor in the West, only the two of us...if there is no place……"

"Don't worry, senior brother, let's just see how good the junior brother is. When we get to the hall, senior brother, just cry with me, and we will definitely get a good position."

But at this moment, two more voices full of pain came from outside the hall.

Everyone was stunned, and then their expressions suddenly changed.

Hiss!

Cruel man!

With such a face, I can't match it!

Hongjun's expression also changed. Three points of black.

Well, what should have come did not come, and what should not have come has come.

Hongjun had already known that the Western duo would betray Xuanmen in the future, so he used his hands and feet in the chaos, and this is what happened The duo is late...

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