saints

Due to various reasons, none of the six people on the futon refused Hongjun's kindness.

This is, after all, the basis of sanctification.

Even if it will be targeted by other creatures, even if it has to bear a lot of responsibilities.

They are also approved.

What about the future.

They also have endless possibilities.

Big deal.

After the three sermons, they will find a place where no one can find, and then go to retreat to practice for hundreds of millions of years.

That way you won't be afraid.

It's better than anything else to come out after being preached and sanctified.

Don't worry about being missed by others.

This is not impossible.

After thinking of this, Lao Tzu and the other six people looked at each other.

Although they are safe during this time, although this trip to Zixiao Palace seems to be a great benefit for them.

But actually.

This benefit is not necessarily a real benefit.

I don't know how many will miss them, and how many monks have already begun to plan ideas and prepare for the layout.

perhaps.

Some have already been arranged.

"It's really a place of right and wrong."

In the hearts of Lao Tzu and others, they all sighed secretly.

The current situation is the most unfavorable for them.

Once they are calculated, the six of them may not be able to withstand the calculations of hundreds of millions of creatures.

This time it was a big loss.

But even if it is a loss, no one is willing to give up the position.

Even Nuwa is fighting at this moment.

The way of practice.

It's about fighting and calculating.

If she gives up now.

Maybe there is no chance of getting away from that holy place.

If you don't let it, there is still a certain fate, as long as you can hold on to this opportunity, as long as you are strong enough.

Of course.

I have my brother to help me.

Sanqing can also unite with each other.

The two in the West can also support each other and go on.

The only thing that is angry is scary.

Hong Yun regretted it a little now, she knew that there were so many tricks hidden in that mere futon, so she would not give up her seat no matter what.

This time, he forcibly gave up his chance.

Really helpless.

Excruciating pain.

The great opportunity just disappeared.

It really made him dumbfounded.

this time.

What should I do?

"After we go back, we need to discuss it with Daoist Brother Zhen Yuanzi."

Hong Yun knew very well in his heart that he must be missed by Kunpeng now.

This is the enmity that prevents people from becoming enlightened.

The great hatred is hard to get rid of.

Simultaneously.

Maybe Yuanyuan has also been missed by Kunpeng.

If it weren't for his phrase "a generation born from eggs and wearing scales and armor", I'm afraid Kunpeng would not give up his seat under pressure.

The chance is still his.

At the beginning.

He is afraid of Sanqing's strength.

After all, Sanqing is also very united, as long as the three of them are together, it will be difficult for him to make plans.

So he could only vent his anger on Patriarch Hongyun.

But it's different now.

When Hongjun said that the foundation of sanctification, Hongmeng's purple energy, could also be stripped away, Kunpeng's mind changed.

He only waited for the day when the opportunity came, and then he went to plan Yuanyuan.

Now is not the time, but you can go to Hongyun for trouble.

of course.

In this matter, we can actually cooperate with Dijun and Taiyi, two demon emperors and demon emperors.

There may be unexpected gains.

soon.

After everyone calmed down.

Hongjun continued to speak: "The first sermon is over, you can go back later."

"is teacher."

Everyone nodded in unison.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was opened, and all the living beings were also preparing to leave.

All of them turned into strange brilliance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Even if you want to plan, you need to plan.

Moreover, now is not the time to do it, their opportunity lies in the future.

a few breaths.

Those who came to hear the sermon were almost gone.

There is actually a reason for preaching three times, "Give them more time and opportunities to prepare."

After all, they are all creatures in the wild, and it is not easy for everyone.

After thinking about it like this, he felt happy in his heart.

God.

Your calculations are great.

but……

My Hongjun's promotion is also very important.

With this thought, all the creatures in the prehistoric world were included.

I am afraid that the prehistoric future will never be peaceful again.

It's not just the fighting and fighting between the two Liches.

Possibly, there will be some other things mixed in.

after all……

Everyone wants to prove the Tao and become holy, and everyone hopes that they can become a master and be superior, instead of becoming an ant.

What now.

That's when they set up.

These people are gone in no time.

There are not many left.

At this time, Hongjun came back to his senses.

A look of incomprehension.

Such a calculation only needs a simple tease.

really not bad.

Is this the feeling of an expert? It's great.

"No wonder Master always likes to be behind the scenes."

The reason is here.

Hey!

It's best to be behind the scenes.

Bell is great.

On Penglai Xiandao, Jiang Que felt something in his heart, and after pinching his fingers, he found out that it was Hongjun who was speaking ill of him behind his back, so he couldn't help cursing.

He looked depressed.

"This bastard is really hateful."

It was a rare moment of leisure, but Hongjun pulled himself out to arrange again.

Almost depressed to death.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked smug.

But looking here, none of the twelve ancestor witches left.

Ok?

What is this for?

Do you still have to keep them here for dinner?

Immediately.

Hongjun raised his eyebrows, "Fellow daoists, what do you mean, don't you want to leave?"

He did not forget.

Back then when Hongjun was very weak, he went to the Wu Clan camp with Jiang Xiao, and ended up fighting these ancestral witches, competing with the physical body, and was beaten to death.

Now, finally, the chance for revenge.

I am no longer the ant that I used to be.

After hearing the words.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked at each other with a bitter look on their faces, "Sure enough, fellow Daoist, you still haven't forgotten what happened back then."