To live in the floods [ floods ]

Tong Tian was still complacent until he stepped out of the yard, until the moment he stepped out of the yard, two hands on the left and one on the right pinched his shoulders.

"Tongtian, we brothers haven't talked for a long time." Yuan Shi's voice was low and cold, and Tongtian could even feel the pain in the pinched shoulder blade.

Ruined!Tongtian consciously looked to the left, wanting to seek the protection of Lao Tzu, who has always protected him, but only saw the elder brother stroking his beard and smiling.

This is what I mean when I am ready to stand by and watch.

"Master... um." Tong Tian wanted to complain loudly, but his mouth was covered mercilessly, and he struggled to open the hand covering his mouth.

Yuan Shi snorted coldly, his gaze was like a blade, and he scraped layer after layer on his body: "I'll settle the score for you when I get back."

Haotian Yaochi lowered its head and looked at the road, as if it didn't know anything.

The main hall is only a few steps away from the inner hall, but five people came to the main hall in a short while.But in the main hall, there are auspicious clouds bursting with solemnity, there are only six futons in the front of the empty hall, and the six futons are all ordinary, neither spiritual treasures nor precious materials.

It's just that with Hongjun's special advice earlier, no one in Sanqing would dare to underestimate this futon, which seems to be the same.

At this time, there were still several years before the sermon began, so Sanqing sat down on the first three futons on the left hand side, closed his eyes and meditated.

The second wave came with two creatures with the head of a human and the body of a snake, a man and a woman. The man was as gentle as jade, and the woman was gentle and elegant. After meeting Sanqing, they each introduced their first name as Fuxi and the other as Nuwa.

The two were about to sit down when three groups of people came, two groups were two men, and the first group was a man.

In the group of two men, there was a man in red who called himself Hong Yun, and when he came in, he pulled the stern man beside him to chatter. The man in red introduced himself as Hong Yun, and the stern and quiet man was Zhen Yuanzi.

Hearing their self-introductions, Tong Tian's eyes lit up, Zhen Yuanzi... Did Shang Qian say that the ginseng fruit tree, one of the top ten spiritual roots, belonged to him.

The identities of the remaining two people are easy to distinguish. They have similar handsome faces, exuding a domineering fire spirit all over their bodies, almost writing "I am the sun" on their faces.This is the Sun Star Monster Clan, Di Jun and Tai Yi, who are eager to try after the dragon and phoenix clans disappeared.

The remaining one had a sullen face, a very high hooked nose, and a demonic aura that did not hold back at all. It was still Di Jun who introduced him as Kunpeng.

Now there are seven people but there are only three futons left, and the atmosphere is a bit awkward for a while.

"My brother and sister only need one futon." Fuxi smiled softly, took a step back first, but firmly pressed Nuwa on the fourth futon with his hands.

He is proficient in calculations, and in Zixiao Palace, although heavenly secrets shield him, Fuxi has a feeling that this futon is a great opportunity.

The expressionless Zhen Yuanzi followed closely and said, "I only need one of the two of us."

He pushed his close friend beside him and motioned him to sit down.As for himself, Zhen Yuanzi was very proud of himself, and he did not miss this opportunity.

Only Dijun Taiyi and Kunpeng, three members of the Monster Race, were left looking at each other.

Kunpeng subconsciously took out his magic weapon, wanting to follow the law of the jungle in the prehistoric world—he had long thought that Di Jun and Tai Yi were not pleasing to the eye. He talked a lot.

There was a slight smile on Di Junmei's face: "Tai Yi and I were born from the same origin. When confronting an enemy, no matter if there is one or a hundred of them, we will fight together."

Kunpeng was stunned by this shameless statement, there is such a cheeky bird in the world who is so righteous in saying two-on-one!

So Tai sat on the last futon.As for Kunpeng, he could only look at Dijun and Taiyi with evil intentions, but he dared not say anything more due to his strength.

After a while, two shabby, patched, barefoot bald Taoist priests rushed in, and the voices came first before they arrived.

"Brother, brother, why are we two so miserable~" A grim-faced Taoist in gray was crying while wiping his tears.

"It's okay that we were born in such a barren land in the west. We came to Zixiao Palace after all the hardships, but we didn't even have a place to sit." The grim-faced Taoist in gray pulled another Taoist in gray beside him. Cry pitifully.

Hong Yun suddenly felt compassion, he stood up heartily, and greeted the two Taoists: "The two fellow Taoists are in such a mood to come here, naturally they should have a seat, rest your feet, why don't you come and sit with me."

Zhunti was overjoyed and sat down, but there was no place for the guide yet.

So he cried again: "I am so poor in the west, but my brother gave me all the good things. Now I have a place, but my brother doesn't. How can I feel at ease?"

Jieying also burst into tears, and said in a choked voice: "Brother, you and I support each other, I should protect you."

The two suddenly cried together.

Sanqing was still meditating with her eyes closed and didn't even open her eyes. Rolling his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched disdainfully.

Only Hong Yun felt the same way, thinking that he and Zhen Yuanzi were also friends, and they couldn't help feeling deeply moved when they supported each other.

"It's so pitiful." Hong Yun sighed, and shifted her gaze to Taiyi, "Friend Taiyi, you see that these two people from the west are so pitiful, how about..."

"Ahem!" Dijun suddenly coughed heart-piercingly, Taiyi stopped his brother nervously, Dijun gave Taiyi a look, and Taiyi calmed down.

At this time, Di Jun's handsome face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he said weakly, "Oh, my practice has gone wrong. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Hongyun has any treasures that can heal me?"

It's really wild, and there are all kinds of birds.Di Jun murmured in his heart, it's fine for him to give up his position to others, how could he have the nerve to ask their brothers to give up his position, he really wants to see if this Hong Yun is sincere and kind or is it really a hypocrisy of the generosity of others.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Dijun, you are so pitiful." Hongyun looked at Dijun pityingly, and pointed at a fruit that appeared in the shape of a baby.

"This is the ginseng fruit I kept, you can take it to heal your wounds, it will be bad if you delay listening to the sermon." Hong Yun eagerly stuffed the ginseng fruit in Di Jun's hand.

...is actually a real fool.

Di Jun choked, facing the ginseng fruit handed to him, he didn't know whether to take it or not.

However, after such an interruption, Jieyin and Zhunti's eyes were fixed on Sanqing who was occupied by three people on one side.

Jieyin took the initiative to lean in front of Sanqing, forced a smile on his frowning face: "Three friends..."

"We Sanqing have the same root and origin, and we always fight together." Tongtian opened his eyes first, and interrupted the introduction impatiently.

His master had already said that this futon was a great opportunity and could not be given to others, but this poor Taoist still got together.In the prehistoric times, robbing people of opportunities is tantamount to murdering people for money.

At this time, Tongtian was already thinking maliciously, should he join his two elder brothers and beat up these two poor Taoists after he went to Honghuang... Oh, it would be bad if one accidentally beat them to death too hard.

He took the lead to choke, and took the lead in giving up the idea of ​​letting Sanqing give up a seat.After all, the other futons had two people, and only Sanqing had three people. He and Zhunti were sure that they would not lose against any other party, except Sanqing, who was a descendant of Pangu and three brothers.

What should we do about this, Zhunti and Jieying were anxious for a while, their noses were sweating.

Just at this time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches also came. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are the leaders of the Wu Clan. They didn't pay much attention to this sermon. .

But obviously they had some conflicts with Dijun Taiyi. Kunpeng, who was forced to give up his position at the side of the union, was forced to give up the futon after all.

Di Jun, who failed to keep his position, stood aside, gritted his teeth, held grudges cautiously, and decided to use his own influence after returning home. The first thing to do was to kill the meddling twelve ancestor witches...

In the next few years, other Da Luo Jinxians came to Zixiao Palace one after another. When it came to the first day, Haotian and Yaochi closed the gate of Zixiao Palace, but there were exactly [-] of them.

It is exactly the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, which coincides with the number of three thousand on the road.

After Hongjun arrived, seeing his only disciple obediently sitting on the futon, he smiled inwardly, feeling a little relieved.

Fortunately, his kind and silly apprentice who was too helpful did not give up his position to others.

His disciples and disciples were too kind. Hongjun sat on the table with a serious face and began to preach, but he was distracted in his heart. He planned to find a time to call Shangqian and Tongtian alone to tell them about the dangers of the prehistoric wilderness.

At this time, Shang Qian, who was worried about him, was looking at Guang Chengzi in shock at Kunlun Mountain.

"Brother, how could you have such an idea?" Shang Qian was full of righteousness, and looked at Guang Chengzi standing in front of her with a very guilty conscience.

"Senior brother, senior brother, the two senior uncles and master asked us to take care of the things on Kunlun Mountain. Now you actually want to give these things to those little monsters who have not yet transformed, and go out to find treasures by yourself." Shang Qian sighed. , "Are you worthy of your uncle and master like this?"

The honest Guang Chengzi felt even more uneasy when he heard the words in front of him. His hands were hanging by his sides, and the palms of his hands were already sweaty from tension.

Facing Shang Qianyi's accusation, Guang Chengzi hesitated: "Junior Sister, but think about it, now Daluo Jinxian is listening to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace, and our cultivation is already the highest in the prehistoric age, if we don't take advantage of this Find some treasures for cultivating from time to time, and then there will be no such good opportunities in the future."

Guang Chengzi persuaded Shang Qian earnestly, only hating himself for being stupid.