The whole prehistoric world knows that Mozu is getting a divorce

Thanks to Hongjun's words, no matter how rebellious the monks in the hall were, or if they had conflicts with each other, they deliberately restrained their sharpness at this time.

Houtu and Nuwa were on good terms, but they looked indifferent towards Fuxi and didn't have much communication.She stood diagonally opposite Liansheng's futon, as if nothing in Zixiao Palace could compare to Liansheng's handsome face.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became weird.

Houtu remained indifferent, staring at Liansheng intently, she could be sure that the person sitting on the first futon must be the true spirit of Pangu without relying on his appearance.

She has only felt such a friendly atmosphere in one person.

Liansheng was different from other people, his face was always a bit thin, seeing Yang Mei and other people he didn't know were all looking at him jokingly, how could he sit down.

"Houtu, don't look at me anymore." He said.

Houtu straightened her posture immediately, and replied: "Yes." Then she looked away and stared at the word "Tao" on the wall in a daze.

When he opened his mouth, everyone was shocked again. The ancestral witch has always been arrogant and unreasonable. Even if Hou Tu is the most tempered among the ancestral witches, it is impossible to speak in such a respectful tone!

This purple-clothed boy... what is his origin?

Sanqing smiled at this scene and said nothing. Liansheng's identity can be said to be one of Honghuang's biggest secrets. There are not many people who know it, but they will not reveal it easily.

This is their respect for Liansheng and their protection for Liansheng.

Yang Mei was also grinning, she didn't care about Lian Sheng's embarrassment and phobia.Sooner or later, Liansheng will come to the bright side. No matter what, it is impossible for Luo Hu to protect him for the rest of his life. Liansheng must face up to his own identity.

He is a strong man, so why worry about other people's eyes.

Liansheng is still too tender.

Jialuluo and Kong Xuan ran behind Liansheng, among them, Kong Xuan lay on Liansheng's back and whispered, "Brother, where are you going to pick up Uncle and Uncle Zhunti?"

Liansheng said, "It hasn't come yet."

Kong Xuan's eyes showed sympathy, and he dared to admit that he was not the latest to come.

Garuda was a little nervous, "Will they miss the time to hear the sermon? Three days have passed."

Liansheng pondered, and pointed to the people present, "There are quite a few people, so it shouldn't start so early, just wait patiently, and the guide and Zhunti will definitely come." Hongjun wouldn't slap himself in the face for Mishan's people.

The two teenagers felt relieved and smiled brightly.

Although Liansheng is the oldest, sitting there, together with Garuda and Kong Xuan, imprinted in the eyes of others, is like a beautiful landscape.

Heaven's Pride.

As conceited as the Patriarch Styx, they all sighed secretly.

In the state of teenagers, the three of them were able to reach Zixiao Palace through 33 days away, which means that their cultivation bases have all reached the Daluo Jinxian!These "predecessors", compared to these three teenagers, are like dogs!

In the apse, Hongjun was communicating with Tiandao about the time of preaching.

Tiandao asked: "How long will it take you to start?"

Hongjun said with a blank face: "...there are too few people."

Next, Tiandao smeared Hongjun's face with a set of data, and clearly told its spokesperson—the people who came to listen to the sermon 33 days away, not to mention the first-class guys of birds and beasts, there are about 33 monks who turned into human bodies. But more than half of them fell in [-] days, and the rest were lost continuously.

Hongjun said calmly: "As long as the Taoist heart is firm, sooner or later you will be able to find Zixiao Palace."

Tiandao said that it takes 100 years to look for it, and it takes 1000 years to look for it. How long do you want them to look for?

Hongjun choked.

Before announcing the sermon, he did not expect that these prehistoric monks were so poor in exploration ability!When I came to the environment 33 days away, I didn't know how to explore the way in a group, but chose to go alone. I really thought everyone was a Da Luo Jinxian!

Finding that Hongjun hesitated, Tiandao pointed out another problem.

Reception and Zhunti could have arrived at Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun said: "Zhunti knows too many things, and he doesn't have enough luck and good luck with Jieyin. I can allow them to come to listen to the sermon, but don't think about futon."

Tiandao received Hongjun's reply and didn't care about anything anymore.

Everything is fixed.

But there are some things that even the Dao of Heaven cannot be completely sure of, because it is the Dao of Heaven, leaving a glimmer of life to escape from the sky and giving the prehistoric creatures a chance.

Hongjun closed his eyes and waited for another seven days.

Seven days later, Yingyin and Zhunti, who had been lost all this time, finally arrived.Seeing that quaint palace, they rushed in like wolves.

Arrived!

Kong Xuan, who was about to yawn, was taken aback, "What's wrong with you?"

Garuda rubbed his eyes, and found that Jieyin and Zhunti he saw in front of him looked like two refugees who had fled from the prehistoric times. They were not only dressed in rags, but also breathless. boundary.

Logically speaking, as long as Da Luo Jinxian has a magic weapon to protect him 33 days away, the probability of safely reaching Zixiao Palace is very high, so it is not so bleak!

Zhunti wailed with shame on his sleeves, "We have been lost for more than ten days!"

Jieyin also looked at the crowd in the hall with a sad face, ignoring the strange expressions of those strangers, and asked the people on Mount Sumeru: "Are we late?"

Liansheng comforted, "It's not too late."

But Yang Mei made a quick fix, "It's not too late, it's just that there are no seats."

Now, Zhunti cried even more sadly.

Knowing that the futon represents the Holy Throne, they are still late!

Zixiao Palace was filled with the sound of two people crying in despair, Zhen Yuanzi almost wanted to block his hearing, but he caught a glimpse of his friend's unbearable face, Hong Yun stepped forward and said: "Why are you crying so sad, it's not because you are late ?"

Between tears, Zhunti choked up and said: "There is no place!"

Reception was reminded by him, eyes blinked slightly.

Immediately, Jieyin, like Zhunti, cried and complained about his troubled journey of listening to the Tao, and stated that his cultivation base was sufficient, and he set off for 33 days away on the same day, but he didn't know how long he traveled before he found Zixiao Palace.

Hong Yun murmured: "I only set off on the third day."

Zhunti wants to cry and pass out, people compare to others, it's so pissed off!

With Hong Yun's opening, the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace became more active, and many monks told when they went to 33 days away.Most of the monks did not come that day, firstly for the sake of face, to appear reserved, and secondly, to observe the situation of other people in Honghuang, and to make sure that everyone they knew had gone to listen to the sermon, so they went slowly.

But Jieyin and Zhunti set off on the same day, and arrived at Zixiao Palace after such a long time, what happened to them can only be described as bad luck.

On the futon, Sanqing watched Yingying and Zhunti cry calmly, and had no intention of stepping aside.Lao Tzu noticed that Lian Sheng's body was tense, and he seemed to want to step aside, so he said puzzled, "Since they are late, let them sit on the ground and listen to the sermon."

Liansheng looked back at him, opened his mouth, and couldn't make any excuses.

Just when Liansheng was hesitating, Jieyin and Zhunti's crying intensified, as if if they didn't sit down, they would be hopeless in this life.

Yang Mei raised his forehead, how could Mount Sumeru have such a wonderful thing!Cry as you say!

Jialuluo and Kong Xuan felt a little ashamed and covered their faces.

The two brothers exchanged in low voices, "Uncle Jieyin and Uncle Zhunti usually look normal, how dare you make trouble in Zixiao Palace?" It’s as if you’ve never seen the world.”

Even the two brothers who knew them well couldn't understand what the other was thinking, but Zhunti cried so pitifully that it aroused Garuda's compassion.

"Uncle Zhunti, isn't it just a position?"

He took a step forward, trying to pull up Zhunti who was sitting on the ground crying.

Kong Xuan saw that his elder brother was doing something, and followed him, "Yes, I'll make you a futon, you can have any type you want." He picked out the futon made by Mount Xumi from his pocket, and everyone focused on it. Look, the variety is similar to that of Zixiao Palace.

No matter how ignorant they were, they suddenly understood that the two teenagers had a close relationship with the master of Zixiao Palace, otherwise they would not have dared to speak so bluntly.

Zhunti's heart twitched.

Although Kong Xuan has good intentions, it will destroy his goal!

After making sure that Garuda and Kong Xuan were on his side, Zhunti pulled him to receive him, then pointed in the direction of Nuwa and Fuxi and said, "I want to sit on a futon."

Kong Xuan raised his slender and delicate brows, and turned to face Fuxi and Nuwa.

Nuwa felt bad.

Kong Xuan said bluntly: "Give me a seat."

Nuwa: "..."

Bah, who do you think you are!

Before Fuxi could open his mouth to smooth things over, Jialuluo added: "Kong Xuan and I are both at the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian, as are Uncle Yingying and Uncle Zhunti. It is lower than the peak of Da Luo Jinxian."

But he knew that Brother Liansheng and Uncle Yang Mei were both at a higher level!

After all, Fuxi and Nuwa are not good enough!

Nu Wa turned pale with anger, "The position of the futon is first come, first served, what does it have to do with the level of cultivation!" As soon as these words came out, many monks laughed secretly.

Nu Wa looked around, not understanding why her words made them laugh.

Old Ancestor Minghe smiled and said, "The one who has achieved it is the first."

Ran Deng, who came a little earlier than Jieyin and Zhun, put his palms together, and calmly said the same words as the ancestor of Minghe: "The one who has achieved it first."

Nuwa didn't understand, but Fuxi understood. The so-called mastery comes first. It doesn't mean whoever comes first gets it, but whoever has the highest cultivation base and the deepest realm is the one who gets it!

This is the prehistoric rule!

Fuxi pressed Nuwa's arm, and said gracefully: "Garlou Luo, Kong Xuan, I am here on behalf of the Yaozu. If I give up the futon, you will hit the Yaohuang and Donghuang in the face."

After moving out the two bosses of the Yaozu, as expected, the situation changed again.

Kong Xuan hesitated.

For a position, it's not worth offending brother Taiyi.

Zhunti's spiritual thoughts suddenly entered Kong Xuan's ears, Kong Xuan shuddered, and heard the other party almost obsessively say: "I want that position, Kong Xuan, help me!"

Is this going to be crazy!

Kong Xuan looked at Zhunti with tears all over his face in horror, and then went to see Jieying, who was also surprised at Zhuangti's clenched fist.

Finally, under the worried eyes of Garuda, Kong Xuan burst out laughing.

He said arrogantly in the tone of the second ancestor of the Great Desolation: "I don't care about you for the sake of Brother Taiyi, but Nuwa is not from the Heavenly Court of the Yaozu. You asked her to give up the position to my uncle." !"

Nu Wa's soft and beautiful face was slightly distorted, and there was evil in her eyes.