Show Love [Quick Transmigration]

The people in Zixiao Palace counted their fingers on the days when Daozu promised to preach, and finally that day came. Everyone was waiting for Daozu Hongjun with great anticipation. A shameless bald brother.

A lot of people came here one after another this year, and everyone didn't pay much attention to them when they were picked up and picked up, who were as thin as bean sprouts.However, when Jieyin and Zhunti saw the seven occupied futons, they didn't find a place to stay, but howled shamelessly.

"Brother, I'm sorry, if it wasn't for taking care of me, you wouldn't have arrived at Zixiao Palace so late, and you didn't even get a futon." Zhun Ti pulled the corner of his mouth and began to cry, while talking to himself Like a sinner, he walked towards the pillar next to him, pretending to hit the pillar, "We came here from the barren west, but we couldn't even sit on a futon. It's me who killed you, brother , let me apologize with death!"

How can I let him bump into him, so I quickly hugged his waist and pulled him to prevent him from bumping, "Junior brother, don't do this, aren't we brothers here to find a solution to the poverty of the west? You can't do this Die easily, and there are thousands of lives waiting for us to help. And I believe that the cultivators in the East have always been hospitable and will not be stingy with giving us a futon."

"Really?" Zhunti stopped and asked back, then looked at the group of people sitting on the futon, and found that no one stood up, and started howling again, "Brother, don't lie to me, or Let me apologise with death!"

Zhunti was about to bump into a pillar to apologize for his death, but he was stopped by the guide, and the two remained in a stalemate like this, but the two of them never stopped talking, one howled to let him die, and the other comforted him not to worry, someone would give up the futon.

Originally, some groggy people in Zixiao Palace cheered up. It’s been a long time since I saw such a wonderful scene. After arriving in Zixiao Palace, the days really passed day by day. So many people Together, they didn't dare to meditate and practice or something. How could they be broken by the mortal enemy?So, everyone concentrated on watching Zhunti and Jieyin's performance of seeking life and death, and almost brought out a few spirit fruits and spirit wine to watch while eating, but this did not disturb them at all to discuss with their acquaintances through sound transmission.

It was really unprofessional to bump into a pillar, and there were no tears in my eyes!

The two of them were howling so badly, who would come out and take care of it? !

In other words, those two bald heads look like they could be blown down by a gust of wind, but they are stronger than me!So, can that bald head hit a pillar die?What if the Zixiao Palace collapses?

This is what Daozu should worry about.However, I think they are watching us have a boring year and making us laugh!

You said that there should be no fools who would give up the futon, right?

Discussions like this are going on in full swing, and there are real idiots in their discussions.That's right, it's Hong Yun, that prehistoric number one stupid cutie again.

When Zhunti was about to hit the pillar, Hongyun couldn't sit still. When he was told that the hospitable practitioners of the East would make futons, he wanted to stand up and let the futons go, but Xiao Kunpeng held him back.

But after that, the two continued to look for death and life, which made the good man Hongyun feel like being caught by a cat in his heart. After enduring it for a while, he finally couldn't help wrinkling his white and tender bun face, and acted like a baby with Zhen Yuanzi As if requesting, "Zhen Yuanzi..."

Well, Zhen Yuanzi knew at a glance that his friend’s problem of being helpful to others has come up again. After persuading him countless times, he also understands that this problem cannot be persuaded, so he can only let him go. Well, I have my own protection on the left and right.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi nod his head, Hongyun immediately jumped up with joy, and then said to the two people who hadn't calmed down, "Well, you can sit on my futon."

Hearing this, the two people who were still tugging at each other immediately flashed to the side of Hongyun, pulled the futon over and let Jieying sit on it, the movements were so smooth that there was no pause at all, and then the two thanked Hongyun .

"Um, no need." Shocked by the speed at which the two changed their faces, Hong Yun replied blankly, and then sat back in Zhen Yuanzi's arms.

When Xiao Kunpeng saw him, he wondered a little bit, should he ask Haotian to bring out another futon?But the godfather doesn't seem to feel uncomfortable being squeezed, and the godfather gave up the futon again this time, does it mean that the two of them like to squeeze together?

Little Kunpeng was still tangled there, but he didn't know that the futon under him had already been missed.

It turned out that as soon as Zhunti and Jieyin came in, they saw Xiao Kunpeng sitting on the futon. They thought that they were innocent children, so they acted out and wanted Xiao Kunpeng to give up the futon, but they didn't expect that Hongyun finally gave up the futon. .

After receiving the futon given up by Hongyun, the greedy Zhunti began to plot against Xiao Kunpeng again.

Seeing that little Kunpeng was completely indifferent to the drama of his brothers and was too soft, Zhunti relied on the strength of himself and his senior brothers to be tough.

"Daozu's Zixiao Palace is the one that you, a child, can come to?! You must not understand such a low level of cultivation, so why bother to seize a futon to waste a seat?!" Zhunti opened his mouth and asked a series of questions , "Everyone who can sit on the futon is the power of the quasi-sage. You, a child, still want to sit on an equal footing with them?!"

And knowing that other people on the futon didn't like her brother and sister, Nuwa, who was alone and her elder brother, also planned to win these two quasi-sages as allies, so she helped and said, "Yes, this little Daoist Friends, you don’t understand anyway, why don’t you let this fellow Taoist who came from afar in the west make a good relationship.”

Although Fuxi understood his sister's thoughts, he still frowned at bullying a child, so he pulled Nuwa and signaled her to shut up.

Being persuaded by Zhunti and Nuwa's Shuanghuang to give way, Xiao Kunpeng didn't say anything, but Hongyun, who has always been good-tempered, was angry. Ma De, the labor and management kindly gave up a futon and let you make progress, and you still want to grab it. The seat of the son of labor and management? !It really beeped the dog!

Although the inner activities are violent, the good old man who has never blush and quarreled with anyone can't say anything sharp. He can only say angrily, "Why can't my godson make this futon?" ? Even if everyone here is not qualified, he is still qualified! I don’t want to give you the futon, give me back my futon!!!”

"And you, you said so high-soundingly, making a good relationship, why don't you give up the futon to make that bad relationship?!" After finishing speaking, Hong Yun said this to Nuwa angrily .

Zhen Yuanzi also opened his eyes in surprise when he saw the red cloud erupting like this for the first time. It turns out that his family friends will have a day when they understand that not everyone is worth helping. This trip to Zixiao Palace is really worth it!

After hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti stopped thinking about the other futons, and of course they didn't intend to give Hongyun's futon back, so they turned a deaf ear to Hongyun's words, and just guarded that futon this time.

"Give it back to me!" Hong Yun kept begging for it in front of the two of them, and kept repeating the same sentence. Seeing that they pretended not to hear them, she became angry, "I'm talking to you! Bald donkey!"

"Pfft!" A bald donkey made most people in Zixiao Palace burst out laughing.Zhen Yuanzi also bent his mouth, it turned out that this good old man from home still has such a sharp day, he is really too cute to poke people's dead spots or something.

Little Kunpeng also looked at his godfather in shock. Could it be that his mother gave the name of the bald donkey to his godfather...

Just when Zhunti and Jieyin were going to ask for an explanation for this "bald donkey", Hongjun arrived, Haotian and Yaochi respectfully bowed to the young man who suddenly appeared in the upper seat, and praised "Master".

All the people in Zixiao Palace also stood up quickly, and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty".

The handsome and elegant young man had an indifferent expression on his face, as if everyone in front of him had never paid him the slightest attention. Facing the respect of everyone, Hongjun didn't even bother to grow up, so he just started talking, his cold voice was clearly silent But it allows everyone to hear clearly, from shallow to deep.Everyone was amazed at the beginning, but gradually more and more people were dumbfounded.

After preaching for 1000 years, Hongjun stopped and looked at the people in Zixiao Palace. Only Sanqing and Zhenyuanzi still had clear eyesight, so with a wave of his sleeves, four purple auras went towards the four of them.

"This is the majestic purple energy, which contains the laws of heaven. The day you understand it is the day you become holy." Hongjun explained, and then continued, regardless of the fiery eyes of other people, "The person who sits on the futon today will They are Hongjun's disciples, and the two without purple energy are named disciples."

"Dare to ask the teacher, there are three people without purple energy, who are the registered disciples you mean?" He asked, but he called the teacher early in his mouth, which shows his careful thinking.

Hongjun didn't answer his question, and disappeared directly above.

Others said to him unkindly, "Brother Xixi, your futon wasn't put there at the beginning, but that boy took it out later. I guess you don't have a place as a registered disciple."

As soon as these words came out, quite a few people echoed, both Zhunti and Jieying's hearts were half-cooled, and they wanted to cry but had no tears. Did the two of them do useless work...