martial law

Who doesn't know, under the high platform, there are six futons, and the most powerful and prestigious people must sit down.

It doesn't make sense, you are a weak person, sitting carelessly in the front, while these masters stand behind like a minion, isn't this humiliating?

Before Hongyun and Kunpeng sat on the seats, some people expressed their dissatisfaction, but at least there was no such outrage. As a demon master, Kunpeng's status was basically equal to that of Yaohuang and Donghuang. Same.But Hongyun is a good old man in the prehistoric world. He likes to make friends. This person is a typical social bully. No matter how he does things on weekdays, he will be disgusted by others, but no one will take his face off.

Because, no matter what the situation, this guy always makes friends with people carelessly. He has a shameless face. He doesn't know what shame is. He keeps saying it's for your own good...

Everyone wants face, even if they feel upset, there really aren't many people who would really tear their skins apart with him.

Most importantly, the strength of Hongyun and Kunpeng is not weak.

Apart from the famous top masters such as Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti, they are also considered first-class figures, and they can barely be convincing.

But what the hell is a "wooden Taoist"?

I heard that he only started to transform into a successful form a few days ago, and he even had a grudge with Kunpeng.

This is short-lived.

Who doesn't know that if you offend Kunpeng, you will offend a large number of people in the Yaozu Heavenly Court.

Even in Zixiao Palace, there are at least dozens of powerful monster clans here, and they looked at him very badly at this moment.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, the fight would have been fought long ago.

Chapter 682 You bite me

"Yo ho, threaten me!!"

Yang Lin raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at Zhunti, who was on the verge of swords and turbulent, with a half-smile, and the guiding Taoist who was faintly threatening his own soul like a dark tide in the sea, and shook his head: "It's useless, Zhunti Speaking of fellow Taoists, in Zixiao Palace, six futons are placed here, what Teacher Hong Jun meant is very clear, that is, those who are destined will get them, and those who are virtuous will live there...

Fellow Daoist Zhunti first took advantage of Fellow Daoist Hongyun's sympathy, and then used strong force to force that cowardly fool Kunpeng to leave his seat, hoping to gain benefits.

Although there is nothing wrong with this approach, it is not too glorious. Naturally, it is not too good in terms of morality.

Therefore, the futon has a spirit, and instead of choosing a fellow Taoist, he chooses a poor Taoist. This is fate. Fate is so wonderful that it cannot be forced. "

Yang Lin was talking nonsense, plausible, no matter whether it made sense or not, and whether Zhunti and Jieyin accepted his explanation.

It's okay, I just won't give up my seat anyway, what can you do to me?

After leaving Zixiao Palace...

Of course, the current cultivation base is not as good as you and the other two.

Even, it is not as good as most of the people in Zixiao Palace.

However, this is just the beginning.

The first time I preached, it took thousands of years, and I had the best teacher, the best environment, and the help of treasures.

Who knows, how far I will grow after a thousand years.

I am surprised you have teeth?

It's a pity that my practice time in all the worlds adds up, and I have already reached the Daluo realm in less than a hundred years.

What is the concept of millennium?

Comparing my practice speed with me?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Lin refused to enter, just sat there motionless.

He didn't take the noise of more than [-] monks clamoring and discussing behind him at all.

If you don't even know each other, do you need to care about what they say?

Zhunti's complexion became darker, and his eyes flickered fiercely, "Fellow Daoist, it's best to practice some rules when doing things. Everything comes first, first come first, let's not talk about morality. This seat is for the poor Daoist Cong Kunpeng. The demon master snatched it, are you sure you want to form a death feud with my brother?"

"If you think there is a grudge, then it's not impossible. If you snatch the seat of that guy Kunpeng, don't you worry about getting grudges?

I snatched your seat, Fellow Daoist, so I have to be afraid of getting revenge?Two sets of standards, fellow daoist, you are playing too smoothly, there is no way for good and bad, only people call themselves, whether it is kindness or hatred, just come to the door. "

Yang Lin sneered.

Zhunti's voice faltered, and he had no choice.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he slapped the fan down, and the huge force was about to crush Yang Lin... I thought, with my unparalleled mighty power, it is not impossible to blow him out of Zixiao Palace.

As soon as this thought came to mind, a sense of danger surged up from the Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness, like a mortal falling into the vast ocean.

Beside, two childish voices shouted coldly: "In the Zixiao Palace, no fighting is allowed, and those who violate it will knock down Sanhua and be expelled from the palace gate..."

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a virgin boy and a virgin girl, shouted sharply at this time, at such a young age, they actually possessed a bit of power.

Of course, the prestige is not what the two little guys have, but it is brought about by their identities.

As soon as the words were spoken, Zixiao Palace responded immediately, the chaotic energy roared from the top of the hall, and the deep purple destroying thunder shone slightly, turning into a mad dragon hovering, as if it would immediately pounce down if something went wrong.

'Do these two little guys have such authority?Do you think they are really doormen, so you can ignore them at all? '

All the monks around were surprised.

In a blink of an eye, I realized it again, and immediately regretted it.

It has been said a long time ago that this is the boy of the sage Hongjun, even if he is not passed on in person, he can be regarded as his disciple, he has to teach a few hands, and he is much closer than everyone present.

It was really a big mistake for them to ignore these two people because the other party was too young.

Zhunti horror stop...

Jieying's face twitched slightly, and sighed softly: "Mu Daoyou, if you let me open your seat, we two brothers owe you a great kindness, and there will be a big reward in the future, what do you think?"

"Fellow Taoist, who doesn't know that the best way to repay a favor is to kill the benefactor directly? Don't mention it.

Instead of focusing on the poor, it is better to listen carefully later and make more progress.You are already late, and it is good enough to get a seat, why bother to be greedy?Are good things taken for granted, and they must all fall into your hands? "

As soon as this is said, the reception is gone.

He could tell that this Mu Taoist was not an ignorant person.

It should also be seen that the real singularity of the six seats is extremely important.

It wasn't words that could shake his resolve to give up his seat.

There was nothing to say about the reception, the original Taoist sitting in the second seat, after watching the play for a long time, couldn't help but say:

"You are a dead wood in the wilderness. What is the difference between you and the people who are covered with fur and horns and hatched from wetness? How can you be qualified to be side by side with me with shallow feet? Get out of here quickly, that futon is the one you should sit on Is it?"

Yuan Ru Taoist's voice was stern, and the whole Zixiao Palace resounded with a single word.

A majestic momentum aroused the power of heaven and earth, and came to oppress Yang Lin.

The most annoying thing is that he is not only the prestige of one person, but also aroused the aura of Laozi and Tongtian. The three auras are integrated into one, just like the father god Pangu is angry.

Rao Yang Lin's determination was strong and his spirit was grand and pure. When he was suppressed by this aura, he couldn't help but feel that he was not worthy... he should give up his seat or something.

His complexion turned cold, a sharp look flashed between his eyebrows, 24 bright moons rose above his head, and the five colors shone brightly. Then he calmed down and said coldly: "Yuanyuan, are you out of your mind? This seat Did you buy it? Or are you being generous to others and not feeling sorry...

If you want to give up your seat, give up your own seat, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you here?

Follow?What kind of background do you have? If you say it nicely, it is transformed by a breath of fresh air from Father God Pangu... If you say it badly, it is just a fart of God Pangu. Are you noble?Master Dao just sat here and didn't move. If you have the ability, you come to bite me? "

"Bold..."

The original indifferent and majestic expression could no longer collapse, and his face turned into a liver color.

"Don't be a son of man, don't be a son of man..."

"Stupid pen..."

Yang Lin sneered and ignored him.

Lao Tzu twitched his eyebrows, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were not open, and his face was a little unhappy.

Taoist Tongtian turned his head and looked at it coldly, like a sharp sword.

Yang Lin didn't care at all.

With a sneer, he stopped Hongyun from opening his mouth to say: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, stay away from me. If you are sensible, don't persuade me to give up my seat. You foolishly gave up your seat, thinking that it was a seat? It's a holy seat, no?" People are more stupid than you, I don't want to talk to you."

Hong Yun: "Uh..."

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

He really wanted to talk to Yang Lin just now and persuade him to give up his seat.

You see, you have offended so many famous and powerful masters, how should you live in the future?

He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He had long been prepared to scold the wood with earnestness and heart, so that the other party could see the world clearly, and he heard Yang Lin's words unexpectedly.

holy place?

Sitting on a futon, can you be sanctified?

"real or fake?"

At this time, nearly 3000 people had already arrived in Zixiao Palace, and they all exclaimed in an uproar.

I really don't believe what Yang Lin said, but I think of the previous masters who spared no effort to fight for the last seat... Especially Zhunti, who didn't get it, was coercion, temptation, and exhaustion. Thoughts about attracting foreign aid, eagerness and eagerness are beyond words.

If it weren't for the fact that this seat is extremely important, on the prehistoric land, it is already considered one of the top experts, why is Zhunti so?

So, the words of the holy throne are true?

"Hehe, true or false, just wait and see, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you were already seated properly, the holy seat was in your pocket, and you are expected to become holy in the future. But you gave it to someone else, and even Kunpeng was kicked out of the seat, haha ..."

Speaking of this, Yang Lin laughed out loud.

Hong Yun was both heartbroken and remorseful, and looked around blankly, seeing faces that couldn't be explained.

Of course, there is also Kunpeng's cannibalistic eyes not far from his side.

Chapter 683 Indistinguishable between true and false, the sermon begins

When Yang Lin talked about the holy throne, it was not on a whim, but after he sat on the futon, he had already made a decision in his heart.

After all, he snatched the last seat, no matter if it was Kunpeng's or Zhunti's, this approach would eventually attract a large number of enemies.

Zhunti represents the Western Sect. Not to mention the two leading figures, there are still a large number of masters on the Western Sect.

As for Kunpeng, how famous is he among the monster clan?

He is as famous as the demon emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, and Fuxi. He is the leader of the demon clan today, and it is not an exaggeration to call him respect.

In some respects, he actually represents the Yaozu.

Now the monster clan dominates the sky, and its power is so powerful that it is stronger than the earth's darling Wu clan with twelve ancestors of the Wuzhen clan.

It would definitely not be so comfortable to offend this family.

The most outrageous thing is that before the ancient tree took shape, I had no reputation at all, and I didn't show my footsteps. I was a person, so I wouldn't think highly of it.Persimmons are picky and soft, which is a common problem of living things.

The seats in the front are all famous and famous people, but I am relatively weak, so it is simply unscientific not to hate myself.

The original Taoist, who scolded this and that, was not because he thought he was noble and powerful.As a prehistoric authoritative person, with such hostility, at least half of the monks in Zixiao Palace ran away with him.

On the surface, Yang Lin just snatched a mere seat first. In fact, what he offended was not one or two people, but all the people who came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, and even, most of them included Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun. bit.

There is no other reason, even for these two, they may not think highly of themselves, and feel that they have lost their sense of proportion in doing things, and the ending is dire, it is simply their own misfortune.

As a result, Yang Lin certainly did not agree.

He muddies the water...

Isn't everyone hostile to me?

This is the holy place, hello, holy place, do you understand?

Qualifications, talents, etc., are not a level issue at all compared to the big issue that the six holy positions do not belong to him.

Yes, I can't beat the expert sitting in front of you for the time being, but I can pull you to the same starting line and beat you with rich experience.

Attract hatred, everyone attracts together.

As soon as Yang Lin said this, the first people who reacted were the demon emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and the 360 ​​five demon gods who came over also started to clamor, "The seat was originally seated by the Kunpeng demon master, how can we give it to you privately?" ,return……"

"Why, the six of you can sit on the futon, and we have to stand and listen, everyone is nobler than anyone else, or else, come down and do a game, whoever wins, whoever gets the seat..."

"I don't accept it, come down, all come down, or everyone should stand and listen to the sermon together, or you have to discuss who will sit on the holy throne."

Therefore, the strength of one's cultivation has nothing to do with one's character, morality, or IQ.

No matter whether it is a fairy, whether it is detached or not, it can be high and look down on everything, just because it does not touch its own interests.