Chapter 34: Abandoning the high road and listening to the small road, I feel ashamed
"Ahem!"
Prince Dong coughed twice more, raised his face, and said proudly:
"I am the Emperor Donghua, Prince Dong, who has been consecrated by the Saint to the Lord of the Ancient Heaven. Since you are disciples of the Saint, you must have heard of my name from the Saint."
"If you know the way, don't be surprised if you don't know!"
"I will not blame you for the offense you just committed against me!"
After Emperor Donghua finished speaking, he still looked upward, waiting for the sound of the people in front of him to kneel down and worship in his ears.
The sound did reach his ears, but it was not the sound he wanted.
"Hello!"
"Who is this idiot?!"
"What does Emperor Donghua eat?!"
"I think I've heard of his name..."
"Yes, I remembered..."
"Junior Brother Shusi once said that a man named Emperor Donghua once went to his place to cause trouble, but he cleaned him up. The dozens of junior brothers who were closest to Junior Brother Shusi said that they all went to beat up Donghua.
Emperor Hua, according to them, this Emperor Donghua seems to be mentally ill..."
"According to the master, it's called delusion..."
"Poor patient!"
"Since he is a patient, let's not get along with him. We can just send him away!"
The more Duke Dong heard, the more something seemed wrong.
what's the situation?!
Is what Shusi said before true?!
Is the Chaos Manor where he came from really so powerful?!
The nearly 10,000 Daluo Golden Immortals in front of me are all from Chaos Manor?!
Are these people not trained by saints?!
He lowered his arrogant head and was about to look at them again. When he asked, he didn't know who made the move. A stream of light hit him, and he had no ability to resist.
He was directly knocked away.
Re-enter the chaos.
During the flight, he was still thinking about what those people had just said.
Shouting in the chaos:
"Who is sick?!"
"Who do you think is sick?!"
"You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!"
…
Everyone in Chaos Manor just regarded Prince Dong as a patient, and no one really cared about him!
After chatting here for a while, Hongyun looked at the time and said proactively:
"Everyone, it's almost time. Saint Hongjun is about to give his second sermon. It's almost time for us to leave. See you in the next ten thousand years..."
"Go, go, go..."
After calling friends, we said goodbye to each other.
Most people have left here.
There are also about a thousand Da Luo Jinxian who have no intention of leaving.
When someone asked them why they didn't leave, they said with shame:
"Senior brother, my qualifications are too poor. It is already quite difficult to reach the realm of Daluo Jinxian with the power of rules. I don't expect to enter the realm of quasi-sage with the power of rules, and I don't want to use my power to reach the realm of quasi-sage."
Regarding the sermon, I am going to go in and listen to Na Hongjun’s sermon and strive for the sanctification of the rules!”
"I know, junior brother, I don't live up to expectations and go against my master's expectations!"
"Please understand, senior brother..."
Hearing what he said, many people who thought the same thing as him lowered their heads in shame.
"Why!"
"If you act like this, I'm afraid you'll never have the chance to meet the master again."
The senior brother who asked him sighed, shook his head, patted his shoulder, and left.
thump!
The person who was going to stay suddenly fell to his knees and faced the Chaos Manor with tears streaming down his face, and said with a look of shame on his face:
"Master, I have embarrassed you! I have abandoned the high road and followed Hongjun's trail."
After kowtowing three times, he stood up again,
He lowered his head and silently walked into Zixiao Palace.
In front of the Zixiao Palace, the Haotian boy looked at this scene and was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.
Hongjun’s is a trail?!
What you call the master is the great road?!
Don’t you know that Master Hongjun is the number one saint in the world?!
What his master talks about is the supreme road.
Besides him, who else in this world can be more powerful than his master?!
He stared at the people who had lowered their heads and entered the Zixiao Palace in shame, and he would definitely accuse them in front of the master later.
Taoist Tongtian and the others didn't say much when they arrived, they just sighed softly.
"Everyone has his own ambition!"
"Forget it, let's go!"
Taoist Tongtian led the team and everyone left.
In front of the Zixiao Palace, the peace of the past has been restored!
In the Zixiao Palace, because when these thousands of people entered, everyone lowered their heads and looked ashamed, people couldn't help but feel a little weird and looked at them one after another.
Under the gaze of everyone, they each found a corner and sat down silently with their heads down.
Of the six seats at the front, only Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun were still seated.
Seeing that Hongjun was about to come again, when the second sermon was about to begin, two more voices came from outside.
"Senior brother, I told you to leave early, but if you don't listen, I will wait for the west to be too far away from here, and there are many dangers in the chaos. If we are still late this time, the saints will definitely have some ideas about us.
!”
"We're here, we're here! Let's go in quickly!"
The two of them stepped into Zixiao Palace and started crying before they could see clearly what was going on inside.
"Saint!"
"It's not that our brothers were late on purpose!"
"It is true that the expectations of Western beings are too heavy on us, making our steps a little heavy!"
"Saint..."
"We brothers are dedicated to fighting for the chance of enlightenment for Western beings!"
"Saint..."
…
The shameless duo from the West have arrived!
Everyone in the Zixiao Palace couldn't help but curl their lips. What they knew was that these two people were crying and complaining about their failure and justifying being late. What they didn't know was that they thought the saint was dead?!
"enough!"
Just as they were crying, accompanied by a voice that contained a hint of sullenness, Hongjun's figure appeared in the Zixiao Palace. He glanced at the shameless duo with black lines on his face and said coldly
:
"Zhunti, take the lead, hurry up and sit down on your futon. The sermon has not started yet, and you are not late! No need to explain anymore!"
Zhunti and Jieyin also immediately changed their expressions, from crying to laughing, nodded quickly, and sat down in their seats, with happy faces on their faces.
The saint's eyes passed over the two of them, scanning around the people in Zixiao Palace, and he couldn't help but frown!
"Nuwa, Tongtian, why haven't you appeared yet?!"
"Do these two people really not want the position of saint?!"
"Unfortunately, they have become variables. Even I cannot predict their future..."
"Since they don't want the position of saint, they have to find someone else to do it!"
"This involves destiny. Heaven stipulates that if I accept six saint disciples, I must accept six people. If there are two vacancies, I must find two more!"