Everyone in Honghuang knows that I am pregnant with the cub of Taiyi Donghuang

Zhunzhi came from a western religion, far in the west, so his footsteps are naturally slower than the native creatures in the prehistoric wilderness. He should follow the rules and sit behind, but the way he practiced is quite sensitive in terms of luck and luck, even if the futon is already full.

The three Qings present here are highly cultivated, and Nuwa is also a quasi-sage. When they reach the quasi-sage realm, they are far superior to others in the influence of destiny. They will never let it go easily. Red Cloud duo.

"Xia Zhunti, I came back to the prehistoric land for the first time, and I still don't know etiquette. If there is any presumptuousness, I hope the two fellow Taoists will forgive me." Zhunti was born with a kind face, and he has a pair of male eyebrows.

"How offending" he said and saluted again, his cultivation base was high, and the strong had always been in power in the past, Zhunti was treated so courteously, which made Hong Yun feel uncomfortable.

"Fellow Daoists are polite"

How could Su Bei fail to understand, Zhun Zuiwen's intention was not to drink, and nowhere in the sage's dojo would he be targeted indiscriminately.

According to my memories of later generations, after Hongjun, there were still six saints who proved the way in the prehistoric world-Sanqing was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and his three brothers must have a place in the position of saints in the future. There is no doubt about the merits and virtues of the four saints, and it is Sima Zhao's heart to sit with them like this, and to be on the futon.

Even if there is no chance of being a saint in the future, there is still a great chance.

Seeing that the big, stupid Hongyun is about to get up and give up his seat, Su Bei winks at Du Lai calmly, only to see Du Lai rushing from Su Bei's arms into Hong Yun's arms, and Du Lai comes to eat deliciously, looking round and big Sure enough, a fat body is a real deal, and a stunned butt is like a red cloud sitting staggering, and won't be able to get up for a while.

"Come on, you're messing around again, your Uncle Hongyun is hurt, you can't stand the fuss, come here quickly" Su Bei frowned, half leaned over to hug someone, but secretly sent a palm force, born Putting all of them in Hongyun's arms, while shouting: "Come here, mother!"

"No, I can't afford it. I want Uncle Hongyun to hold me." This kid is a ghost, with two fleshy arms climbing up the pole, wrapping around Hongyun, like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"You son of a bitch..." Su Bei cursed angrily

Although it was the first time for the mother and son to sing the oboe outside, they practiced as if they had rehearsed countless times. They were extremely proficient and the effect was surprisingly good. Hong Yun just forgot to give way, and devoted all his heart to coaxing the child.

"The child is still young, Xiao Bei, so don't make trouble with him." Hong Yun said with a smile, "It's rare that he is willing to get close to me today. I wish for it."

"It's hard for you to love me so much, it's just because of your Uncle Hongyun's face, I'll deal with you when I turn around." Su Bei sternly reprimanded him, and when he turned his head to Shang Zhunti, his face was full of helplessness: "I'm making you laugh."

"How can it be, the child is playful, and the poor monk understands" it is worthy of being a saint, and it must be mentioned that it has been seen through but not broken, and it is still calm in the wind and rain. This kind of heart is enough to make people admire.

"So, the poor monk and elder brother will go to the side first, so we won't bother the two fellow Taoists." Zhunti was unwilling, but he knew that with Su Bei around, he wanted to take away Hongyun's position, which was tantamount to wishful thinking. He never thought that he would fall into the hands of Little True Immortal.

Seeing him leave, Hong Yun was surprised and said, "Zunti Daoist friend didn't want to discuss with us, why did he leave without saying anything?"

"It shouldn't be a big deal, so it's no different at all." Now, they all came to retire, as if there was a group of steel thorns in Hong Yun's arms, which made him jump half a foot, and Su Bei came to squeeze his shoulders to reward him.

"The sage is coming, let's think about what's there and what's not." Seeing that he still looks confused, it's really a hot chicken support, exhausting the jungler, there is nothing wrong with it.

In fact, he also thought that he would offend Zhunti in this way, and even rejected Nuwa Fuxi earlier, and it might be difficult for him to catch up with Nuwa's sanctification in the future, but Honghuang has always been right about things and people, so it is possible that because he was afraid of offending people, he then Confining yourself to the surrounding shallows?He is not killing people to seize treasures, he is aboveboard, even if the saints care about it in the future, he can only calm things down on the surface.

As for the black hand?What is the future, even if you become a saint, you may not be able to intervene in all the prehistoric affairs at will.

Otherwise, during the Battle of the Conferred Gods, King Zhou and Yin Shang blasphemed Nvwa, and Nvwa would not have done anything unnecessary by sending Xuanyuan Three Demons to disrupt the court. Above saints, there are still bounds in general, even if they are immortal and untainted by karma.

Just as Su Bei was in a trance, a golden lotus suddenly sprang up from the center of Zixiao Dojo, and under the pillar of light between the nine heavens and ten earths, the figure of the saint Hongjun slowly emerged. Not counting, can't help but be surprised.

Hongjun is coiled on the lotus platform, surrounded by auspiciousness and auspiciousness. You can see all kinds of things in it in a trance. Sometimes colorful phoenixes sing auspiciously, and sometimes silver dragons chant congratulations. But when you calm down, you will find that everything is illusory. Saint Hongjun's appearance is inconspicuous, self-contained, and extremely ordinary, which makes Su Bei feel a sense of deja vu -- like a hurried pedestrian in a subway station in a previous life.

But this thought was only for a moment, and it was thrown away, because when the saint spoke, it triggered the sound transmission of heaven.

"From now on, Zixiao Dojo will talk about Taoism for thousands of years. If there are those who are impatient, or those who are not up to the wisdom, they can leave on their own, and don't spoil others' good fortune."

This is the same polite remark as "Have you eaten?" Whoever can come here will think that a thousand years is too short, they can't wait to talk about it until the end of time, and tell them they are all saints.

On the lotus platform, Hongjun explained the three thousand ways contained in the good luck jade plate. The chaotic green lotus is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth. It first conceived Pangu and then evolved the good fortune jade plate. Even if the way of heaven is ruthless, all things walk alone like ants, but in the towering blue sea and in the gaps of ravines, there is nothing floating to ask the sky. A ray of life survived.

A few words, but like enlightenment, Su Bei was originally on the road like a blind man carrying a lamp, walking on the narrow road of mountains and rocks at night, only one step away from seeing through the gate of heaven and earth, and climbing to Daluo, but he didn't say anything for a long time, because he was afraid that something would happen Be careful to sink into the whole body, and never see the sky high and the sea wide

Hongjun talks about it now, basically setting up two spotlights on the catwalk where he passes by, so that everything he looks at is clearly visible.

In just a moment, he ascended to Daluo and became a golden immortal.

As he was speaking, Hongjun noticed the strange movement and turned his eyes to the side. Seeing a monk with slender eyebrows and deer-eyed eyes on the futon, he could not help showing a look of relief—it is really rare to break through the predicament while listening to the sermon, but...

The child in the monk's arms is like a scorching sun at this moment, and its true form changes within it. The real fire of the sun rotates between the two of them, facing the other two scorching suns a few rows away, and the breath leads to the same destination.

"It's a coincidence." The sage's supernatural powers can reach cause and effect in a single thought, so it's natural that he can't hide his life experience.

"Huh" But when I discovered the origin of this hibiscus tree, it was like a pearl covered in dust. The past was ignorant and unknown, and Hongjun was puzzled. It has been a year since he became a Bible, and now it is the first time he has encountered a past that he can't even detect.

Three thousand people from the world of mortals hurried through the millennium in this Zixiao Dojo. When the bell in the sky rang, the feeling of enlightenment and empowerment faded away like a tide. Since then, the sage's sermon came to an end. The difference in appearance and appearance made pilgrimages to thank the saints one after another.

"Thank you for the sage's preaching and enlightenment"

Three thousand voices converged into a line, which was quite spectacular. Su Bei was the first to notice the strangeness of his cultivation, so he couldn't help laughing

--Daluo Jinxian, so far he has lived the same life as the heaven and the earth. As for whether he can really live for such a long time, it depends on whether he can survive the next few immeasurable calamities.

"The top six winners of the futon seats stay, and the rest can all go back." Hongjun waved his sleeves to dismiss the crowd, and Su Bei clenched his palms into fists at some point.

When Hongjun invited all the people in Honghuang, he used the banner of choosing disciples, so the meaning of retaining people is self-evident.

It's a bit like a university class. A public class with 3000 students is over. The first few top students or class committee members stay. In order to commemorate your hard work and win glory for the class, let's continue to start small.

"It's not for me." Listening to the whole broadcast, I have cultivated diligently, so I might give some great treasures to this small stove alone.

With such an opportunity, they missed it, and I don’t know how many eyes were red on the spot. At this moment, they understood the purpose of the futon in front of them. The opportunity to teach in the West was snatched away by Hengdao, and I felt infinite unwillingness in my heart.

It was probably because of this unwillingness to pierce his heart and lungs, blinding his eyes and blinding his usual rationality. After the field was scattered, he stepped forward and knelt down to Hongjun suddenly, and the guides beside him hurriedly followed after seeing this. Kneel together.

Zhunti said unwillingly: "Today, the two of us in the West have crossed thousands of waters. I thought we could achieve a great prosperity. I never thought that heaven and earth would not be destined. My two brothers have great ambitions to sacrifice to the heavens and pray for blessings and blessings for all living beings. Hope for saints It can fulfill our wishes and point out the maze.”

"Quite mentioning, receiving and guiding, begging for the grace of the sage"

The two of them cut the mess so quickly that no one on the field except Hongjun could react for a while. When Su Bei heard the implication of the two Westerners, he couldn't help but praise inwardly. , so grand enough to reach the heavens--the sage and the way of heaven are originally two parties that restrain each other.

Once the Dao of Heaven approves, even a sage would not dare to do nothing. The two of them in the west can grasp Hongjun's weakness at once.

Hongjun glanced at Sanqing, then Nuwa, and finally stopped for a moment on himself and Hongyun. The hearts of the six were all beating like drums. After all, no one knows whether there is a fixed number of disciples. If there is a fixed number, look at Hongjun. Jun looked like he wanted to make an exception to accept disciples, who knows who the two Westerners will push down.

Lao Tzu, who has always been calm, can't help but feel a little embarrassing towards the two Westerners at this moment.

Sure enough, Hongjun sighed as if there was nothing, and said: "Forget it, thinking of the two of you acting sincerely, if I can repay the common people with blessings in the future, I will make an exception and accept you two as registered disciples."

After standing still for half a moment, Hongjun took out something from his sleeve robe, spread out his hand and saw seven streams of purple air around his palm, like glazed jade tiles or powder carved dragons, flying up and down without a final shape: "The futon is the chance , whoever gets to sit can be my registered disciple of Hongjun. Today, the two of you in the west swear to the way of heaven, and with the approval of the way of heaven, I have to make an exception and accept two more registered disciples. the seven ways, now among the eight of you, one of you needs something that cannot be obtained.”

After thinking for a while, Hongjun said again: "The primordial purple air is the creation of heaven and earth, and it has a lot to do with whether you can ascend to the holy position."

Among the eight people present, there were five quasi-sages in total. Their lifelong wish was to become a saint. Now Hongjun’s words roughly translate into that in order to be a saint, one must have a majestic purple aura. Can guess the result.

At this critical juncture, anyone could be squeezed out. Lao Tzu already wished he could crush Xi and Xi, but he didn't dare to be rude in front of the saint. Nu Wa was also struggling. She was the only one among the eight. The monster clan is single and lonely, Hong Yun and Su Bei knew at a glance that they were together, at least one of them could be taken away, which was much better than their own chances.

Nuwa secretly went to see her elder brother waiting outside the door, and her eyebrows were twisted into two knots.

Just when everyone was busy harboring ghosts, Su Bei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said to Hongjun: "Sage Mingjian, my cultivation level is still shallow, even if I get this Hongmeng purple energy, it will be of no use. I look at a few of you Senior brothers and sisters of the Zhunsheng need this thing more, Su Bei is willing to give it up, and relieve the embarrassment of the master."

"Fellow Daoist Su, what's wrong with you?" Hong Yun realized later that Su Bei had helped him win the opportunity to enter the sect of a saint, otherwise he might give in to Zhunti, or someone else.

Now, Su Bei asks himself not to be able to become holy, which means that he will definitely get it, so he will sacrifice himself to be a human being, and let him not say anything.

Not only him, Sanqing and the others were unexpected, especially Nuwa. When he was fighting for the futon, he knew that Su Bei had a good heart and didn't have much affection for him, but now his behavior of giving up his hands made him I suddenly took a liking to people.

With this move, Su Bei has won the favor of everyone on the field. Is it worthwhile to ask him to use the opportunity of becoming a saint to exchange the favor of the people present?

Subei would say it’s not worth it, but the holy positions of heaven and earth have their own destiny, just like Nuwa will definitely become holy, and Sanqing is the same. Although Zhunti and Jieyin are from the West, it is undeniable that the holy position and the two of them are indeed destined --Otherwise, Hongjun will not make an exception, even if there is oppression by the law of heaven, he will not say such a thing.

On the other hand, with his odd number, if he forcibly obtained the grand purple energy, he might not be able to achieve the holy position.For him, choosing a disciple from a sage is his great opportunity

Now that the opportunity has been obtained, it is not bad to be a brother and sister of the saints in the future to save face.

"Okay, if that's the case, this majestic purple energy will be shared with others." Hongjun raised his hand, and saw the transparent and crystal-clear purple dragon hovering and falling into Sanqing's hands, wrapping around their arms like a dragon swimming in water, Having won the treasure, Sanqing and the others were all happy.

Hongjun said: "It's good if you want it, but being a teacher can't let you suffer. If you are allowed to mention and guide the two of you, since you have the gift of purple energy, then you can take the Fenbaoyan Lingbao. It's only fair to get one, so the cause and effect are reversed."

"So, of course"

After taking the primordial purple energy, the two Westerners who couldn't share the Lingbao didn't say anything more.