When Zhunti entered Zixiao Palace, he led the two of them. After seeing them, he knew that they were late.

Those futons that were helpful to listening to the sermons have no more than their share.

For a moment, the two of them couldn't help but suffer in their hearts about the sufferings that had happened to the present after their transformation.

At this time, the face became even more sad, and his inner sorrow also infected other innate sacreds, making some people feel sympathetic.

Then, after seeing him from the corner of his eyes, Zhunti suddenly had a plan and immediately burst into tears.

"Senior brother, you and I have gone through a lot of hardships before we arrived here. I thought I could accept the teachings of our predecessors to teach us the enlightenment of Western creatures. But now there are no seats in the palace, and I cannot listen to the teachings of our predecessors, and I have no words to deal with Western sentient beings. I...I...I...I might as well die."

As he said that, Zhunti really ran into the pillar in the hall.

However, this statement has no effect on the people in the first three rows. For them, sympathy is sympathy, but the journey of the Great Way cannot tolerate them sympathy.

Especially Di Jun, Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches look like they are watching the fun.

For those who have already started to compete for the prehistoric world, such acting skills are purely ridiculous.

Shi Lei looked at Hongyun at this time and found that the other party was continuing to realize the truth and ignored the Western duo at all. He was a little confused.

Just as he was thinking about whether the script had changed, he heard Zhunti hit the pillar.

A "dong~" sounded, and everyone was frowning because of the noise.

But Shi Lei noticed a slight murmur.

Just as he was confused, Hongyun on the first row of cushions shook slightly and some fell on the cushions.

At this time, Zhunti suddenly flashed, and he squeezed Hongyun away from the pillar next to Hongyun, saying, "Zunti thanked fellow Taoist Ancestral for giving up his seat."

Hongyun was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.

However, just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Old Ancestor Hongyun is worthy of being a famous old man in the prehistoric world."

One sentence put Hongyun in a dilemma.

For him, he still values ​​the luck brought by this title.

As for the futon, he didn't think it had any deep meaning.

"Fellow Taoist, carrying the expectations of Western creatures, will sit down and rest all the way. I will let you sit down and rest. Anyway, I listen to the sermons, so wherever I sit." As he said that, Hongyun retreated away like a good man.

However, these words made Zhen Yuanzi anxious and angry, while the others in the first three rows looked sarcastic.

Among them, Kunpeng in the first row mocked him without hiding his thoughts and directly put his thoughts on his face.

At this time, Zhunti spoke again and said, "Fellow Taoist, you can laugh at what fellow Taoist Hongyun said with justification, so can you give me a seat for Senior Brother Dao?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's face suddenly became cold and said, "I don't agree with his Hongyun's statement, let alone the fact that I came to the North Underworld was still very tired. Don't mention the matter of giving up my seat, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying this, Zhunti didn't know how to speak, after all, this person is not as easy as Hongyun.

Shi Lei was just thinking about how the next development would be carried out, but he heard Hongyun speak again.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, these two fellow Daoist bear the burden of many creatures in the West. What's the point of letting me do?" Hongyun's tone was filled with packaging for his good people.

Since just now, he discovered that his name "Old Good Man in the Prehistoric World" brought more luck, which made him even more moved.

Therefore, this is his "righteousness".

And these words successfully angered Kunpeng. He really couldn't understand why the other party was so shameless that he asked him to hand over his seat.

"Hongyun, you are foolish when you were deceived by these two brothers. You want to help the ancestors accompany you, and you are delusional!"

Hongyun's face was also a little ugly at this time. How could he not know the importance of the seat, but being so clear would be equivalent to tearing open his fig leaf.

At this moment, Zhunti, who was on the seat, angrily scolded, saying, "Why do you insult my brothers!"

Accompanied by the anger, there was also the attack of the Seven Treasures Miao Tree.

Kunpeng was not aware of it for a moment, and was beaten and staggered away from the cushion.

Jie Yin's figure then sat down on it and said in that compassionate tone: "Jie Yin thanks fellow Taoists."

This change made a glimmer of light in Shi Lei's eyes. He could see clearly that Jie Yin was worthy of being the innate sacred who could compete with Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Land, and his realm was no less than Taiqing.

Kunpeng naturally noticed it and realized that it was impossible for him to get his cushion back by force.

"Okay, okay, the ancestor has recorded this."

After making harsh words, Kunpeng went to grab someone else's seat. He was not the fake good guy Hongyun.

But there was really no one he could grab in the first three rows.

He was extremely angry and slapped the innate sacred behind him and then sat down.

But he did not continue to use the cushion to sort out his own avenue, but stared at Hongyun fiercely.

He couldn't beat Zhunti and Hongyun, but he was sure to kill him again.

Hongyun also felt Kunpeng's sight, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, he was recognized as a good man in the prehistoric world, and his friend Zhen Yuanzi.

If Kunpeng really dares to attack him, he will not say whether he can beat him and Zhen Yuanzi, and he will not be able to stand the accusations from other creatures.

The more I thought about it, the more Hongyun felt that she wanted to take the hat of a "good guy" jail.

Then, Zixiao Palace fell into silence again.

Until the preaching period came, two small children closed the door and rang the bell.

Then a boy appeared in front of the cloud bed and shouted, "Sujing, the master is about to come."

As expected, everyone did not dare to speak anymore, and they all waited silently for the arrival of Taoist Ancestor.

After a moment, the ancestor Hongjun naturally appeared on the cloud bed. Although he suddenly appeared, it did not make everyone feel abrupt, as if he should have sat there.

The ancestor Hongjun glanced at the many listeners in the head and said, "Wuliang, come to the first row."

With this sound, many innate sacred sages were stunned, including Shi Lei himself.

But since the saint spoke, he would not be humble. He should have "yes" and then stood up.

But just when he was thinking about whether to bring the cushion with him, he saw Hongjun with his fingers and a brand new world was born between his fingers.

However, before everyone could be amazed at the great power of the saint, they saw that the new world turned into a futon and then fell behind Cundi.

Seeing this, Shi Lei knew that he didn't have to bring the futon over, so he sat directly on the new futon.

At this time, everyone also felt the specialness of the first row of seats, and a brand new idea arose in their hearts.

But before they could do anything, they heard Hongjun speak and said, "When you wait, sit in your current position, don't change it without permission."

Although everyone had thoughts, the words of the saints were not something they could provoke.

So he said respectfully, "Abide by the Taoist ancestor's order."

Old Master Hongjun nodded, his eyes slowly swept over the listeners present, and then said lightly, "This preaching is divided into three times, each preaching for ten thousand years, and then each practices for 30,000 years. I hope you can grasp it!"

Upon hearing this, all the innate sacred people should be.

Since they are here to listen to the sermon, they will naturally seize such opportunities and opportunities.

After seeing the gods and demons know each other, Hongjun began to talk about the great way.

...

"The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty nine. It is divided into two to two images, hanging one to three images, and sucking them to four images, returning to the strangeness to the leap for the leap; when the leap was five years old, it was then hanged again..."

"The number of heavens is five, the number of earth is five. The five digits are connected and each has a combination. The number of heavens is twenty-five, the number of earth is thirty, and the number of heavens is fifty-five, so this is the reason why ghosts and gods are transformed..."
Chapter completed!