"Qingfeng, Mingyue, tell me, my teacher or my uncle, who is better between them?"

Liu Er asked cautiously,

"Of course it's Master!"

Qingfeng and Mingyue said immediately without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi was very helpless. His two disciples had almost become Zhou Yi's disciples. Now they wished they could live in Sanxing Cave every day. When he went back, a thick layer of rain fell on the courtyard of Wuzhuang Temple.

There was a layer of dust, it was obvious that no one had cleaned it in a long time.

Now he has gone too far. In front of his master, he directly said that his master is not as good as others.

These two heartless children!

Even if it's the truth, you guys are still telling me behind my back!

"Junior brother Liu'er, why are we so slow!"

Qingfeng didn't quite understand. Their speed was slower than some Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The six-eared macaque glanced at Zhou Yi, then cautiously leaned into Qingfeng's ear and whispered, "Master, you are just showing off, that... by the way, you are hiding your strength and biding your time!"

Zhou Yi: "..."

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."

Qingfeng and Mingyue were puzzled, "Junior brother, what does it mean to keep a low profile and bide your time?"

"You are so stupid!"

The six-eared macaque thought for a while and found that he didn't know what it meant, so he said nonsense: "I told you, you don't understand either. The general meaning is that if you meet someone stronger than you, you will be your grandson, and then take advantage of him when he is not paying attention.

, hit him in the back with a stick."

As he spoke, he waved the golden hoop in his hand.

Qingfeng and Mingyue nodded immediately.

Yes, this is the way to do things.

If you can't defeat someone, treat him like a grandson. If you kill him behind his back, and he is dead, do you still need to care whether you were a grandson?

At this time, someone saw Zhou Yi and others and immediately exclaimed, "Is that the saint Dong Wanggong?"

"I heard that it might be the former Ancestor Hongyun!"

"Bravo!"

Hearing the envious voices of those people, the little guys like Liu Er felt even more proud.

Look at those people, so many people are taking turns resisting the void wind, and they are still in such a miserable state.

Look at Master (uncle) again, how handsome he is!

This is the style of a strong man.

"Master, walk faster. Maybe if you go early, there will be a seat to sit on. Isn't there a rumor that those who sit on the seat have the hope of becoming a saint!"

Du'e was the most persistent about this matter. He wished that his master was sitting on the Hongmeng futon now.

Zhou Yi didn't care at all about this.

The Hongmeng futon was decided upon the first time.

There are only a few saints in this world, and the entire prehistoric world only allows these few to become saints.

If you want to be sanctified again, you can only be sanctified with restrictions.

For example, Shennong Xiaosan will also become a human saint, but if he wants to be immortal like a saint, he can only be trapped in the Fire Cloud Palace.

Speaking of which, Huoyun Palace was still his palace, but since his "death", it has disappeared. It seems that it was taken away by Hongjun.

Furthermore, the only way to prove the Tao is through force. This way of proving the Tao is the most rare and unlimited!

Zhou Yi didn't care, but the powerful men who were passing by around him felt their eyes light up when they heard this. This may be true.

Each one of them hurried on much faster.

They all dream of getting opportunities like those of the six saints.

When Zhou Yi saw this scene, he didn't criticize it.

You will know when these people arrive at Zixiao Palace.

In Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, someone is already sitting there.

The six saints, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Zhunti and Jieyin are all there.

Someone has a keen eye, and there is a Hongmeng futon beside the Six Saints.

But at this moment, an energy barrier was blocking everyone's face, and no one could enter except for the six saints.

Suddenly, this energy barrier faded a little, the powerful expressions were excited, and everyone's eyes were focused on the seventh Hongmeng futon.

That is an opportunity for sanctification!

The six saints are also paying attention to the extra Hongmeng futon at this moment.

"Senior brother, is this prepared by the teacher for Hongyun?"

A gleam flashed in Zhunti's eyes.

"Hongyun? Does he dare to admit it?"

Jie Yin closed her eyes tightly and said disdainfully.

"Senior brother, you said that if I use the power of a saint to let Kunpeng or Styx in, can they sit on this futon?"

Zhunti asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, a gleam appeared in Jie Yin's eyes.

This...is worth a try!

If your cultivation level is too low, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of Taoist Hongjun?

It must be at least a Daluo cultivation level, preferably at the quasi-sage level. With such strength, Dao Ancestor would probably not say anything if he knew about it.

Zhunti said, suddenly looking at Kunpeng over there.

At this moment, Kunpeng was extremely weak. Although his destroyed body had recovered, it had not yet been tempered and was extremely weak. His strength was no more than one-tenth of what it was at its peak.

After hearing Zhunti's words, Kunpeng felt his eyes light up.

The next moment, Kunpeng felt that the energy barrier in front of him disappeared.

Kunpeng immediately stepped in after seeing this.

Just when he was excited, he suddenly discovered that almost at the same time as him, the leader of Styx, Taiyi, Di Jun and others came in.

Kunpeng was startled at first, and then his face turned ugly.

He is at the same level of cultivation as these strong men, but his physical body is weak at the moment, and his strength is naturally not as good as the others. If he competes with these people, he is probably no match.

Di Jun was the first to sit up, while Tai Yi was on guard for his eldest brother with a stern look on his face.

However, the next moment, Di Jun's expression suddenly changed, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he could no longer sit still.

Everyone was surprised, because just now, they clearly felt that the moment Di Jun sat down, a terrifying force bombarded Di Jun's body.

Taiyi quickly helped Di Jun steady. If it hadn't been for him, Di Jun would have been in a terrible state at this moment.

Emperor Jun's eyes were full of unwillingness, this is a holy position!

He just watched helplessly as the holy throne passed him by.

"Second brother, come here!"

Di Jun bit his tongue and said.

Taiyi immediately sat up after hearing this.

Everyone stared at him closely.

The next moment, Taiyi's expression also changed.

Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this holy position was not destined to be Taiyi.

They still have a chance!

"drink!"

With a low drink, Taiyi was naturally unwilling to let the holy throne pass away in front of him. He summoned the Donghuang Bell to help him resist the terrifying power coming from the futon.

"It's over, forget that this bastard has a companion spirit treasure!"

When the other strong men saw the Donghuang Bell, their eyes were full of unwillingness.

With the Donghuang Bell, Taiyi should be able to sit still.

However……

"Buzz!"

The whole palace shook.

Taiyi's expression changed drastically.

"puff!"

A more terrifying and violent force emerged than before. He could no longer hold on and was pushed out, looking extremely embarrassed.

"This futon should be related to me, Styx!"
Chapter completed!