The voice came out, making everyone present look for it. Hongyun, who was sitting at the very back, stood up and spoke, with such a genuine look on his face that everyone in the square outside Zixiao Palace was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Hongyun would give up the futon after he already got it. Is it because he was lucky and got it easily, so he doesn't cherish it?
"Thank you very much...".
The man who was about to hit the stone wall of Zixiao Palace was overjoyed when he heard Hongyun's words. He immediately sat down on Hongyun's futon without any courtesy and naturally thanked him profusely.
"Brother, we two senior brothers only have one position. Please be humble, thank you...".
After sitting down, the man immediately turned his head and said to Kunpeng next to him, obviously trying to steal Kunpeng's seat.
"No..." Kunpeng was naturally not that easy to talk to. When he heard this man's words, his expression changed and he was about to refuse.
But before he could finish his words, the man leaning next to him took action, and a powerful force instantly enveloped his body, temporarily controlling him.
"Thank you. There are still many good people in this eastern continent." Taking this opportunity, the man next to him, who was smiling and giving off an approachable feeling, walked up directly and knocked Kunpeng out with a slap on his butt.
Obviously, two people were fighting against Kunpeng alone. How could Kunpeng be his opponent? The futon under the seat was immediately snatched away.
The fight for this futon was originally based on everyone's ability, so no one present intervened in the actions of these two Western men.
"Damn it!" He was controlled for only a moment. When Kunpeng came to his senses, he was furious and wanted to take action.
But at this moment, there was a faint fairy sound, and the figure of Patriarch Hongjun appeared out of thin air at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, accompanied by two boys and girls carved in pink and jade.
No one present found out how Patriarch Hongjun appeared. Even Dongfang Jade couldn't see clearly, and there wasn't even a trace of space fluctuation.
"Okay, everyone, please be quiet." After Patriarch Hongjun appeared, the boy next to him said. His slightly childish voice silenced the noise in the Zixiao Palace Square.
Even Kunpeng, who was furious and wanted to take action, had to suppress his anger for the time being. He had no intention of taking action. He just looked fiercely at the two men who snatched his futon. Finally, his eyes were filled with hatred.
Staring at the red cloud.
If Hongyun didn't give in, how could these two people from the West dare to openly compete for seats?
However, after Hongyun revealed what he had done, the two Westerners became two against one, which resulted in his seat being snatched away.
It can be said that although his seat was taken away by two Westerners, in essence, Hongyun was the real trigger.
Ancestor Hongjun appeared. Although he did not exude a powerful aura, his presence made people feel a sense of awe, as if the most instinctive awe of living beings towards heaven and earth was unbearable in everyone's hearts.
Showing resistance to Patriarch Hongjun.
The saint, even though he didn't say anything or did anything, just sat here quietly, he seemed to be the center of the entire world.
Sitting in front of everyone, Hongjun glanced at everyone present. I don't know if it was an illusion. Looking at Dongfang Yu, who was sitting on the six futons, the ancestor Hongjun's eyes paused for a moment, and then his eyes
Crossed the Oriental Jade and went to other places.
"Nuwa, come forward..." Finally, Patriarch Hongjun's eyes fell on the crowd behind the futon and he spoke.
"Me?" After hearing the words of Patriarch Hongjun, Nuwa, who had not grabbed a seat, was slightly stunned.
She didn't expect that Hongjun would actually call her, but Nuwa didn't think much about it and took a few steps forward.
"Come and sit down on this seat." With a wave of his hand, the seventh futon appeared, landing at the end, and Grandmaster Hongjun said.
Ancestor Hongjun's move made everyone in Zixiao Palace look at each other. There were only six futons, but Saint Hongjun actually added an extra seat for her? Isn't this great for Nuwa? Completely
It's about treating people differently.
In addition to being frightened, many people's eyes also fell more or less on Dongfang Yu.
Dongfang Jade also treated Nuwa with special treatment at the beginning, and ancestor Hongjun is doing this again today. Isn't this Nuwa too lucky? It feels like she has been loved by thousands of people.
Not to mention anyone else, even Nuwa herself was slightly stunned, and then glanced at Dongfang Yu, who was not far away.
Dongfang Yu nodded slightly to her and motioned for her to sit down. Nuwa then thanked Hongjun and sat down on the futon at the end.
Everyone was surprised by Hongjun's actions, and even felt a little unfair, but Dongfang Yu did not feel this way.
Because Dongfang Yu knew very well that Nuwa was a saint ordained by heaven, so it was reasonable for her to be treated like this. However, Dongfang Yu was surprised that she had grabbed a position, but Patriarch Hongjun did not drive her away.
meaning.
"???".
Dongfang Yu's eyes fell on Ancestor Hongjun. As expected, the energy tester with an upper limit of measurement was only 300,000. The energy value displayed on it about Ancestor Hongjun was a complete question mark. Naturally, it exceeded the measurement of 300,000.
The limit is reached.
There is no need for an energy tester. Dongfang Yu can tell by her own intuition that ancestor Hongjun is very powerful. At least it is much stronger than his own Super Saiyan 2 form. It can even be said that he is not in the same state.
level……
"Okay, if everyone is seated, the next positions will be..." After asking Nuwa to sit down, Patriarch Hongjun spoke, thus arranging the order of the actions.
"Wait..." However, at this moment, Dongfang Yu suddenly spoke, interrupting Hongjun's words and attracting everyone's attention.
"Oh? Dongfang Yu, do you have anything to say?" With a gentle glance, Hongjun Patriarch asked Dongfang Yu.
"I'm not used to sitting, Houtu, come and sit in my seat." At this time, Dongfang Yu stood up from the futon, and at the same time, she said to Houtu behind her.
Another person who takes the initiative to give up his position?
Dongfang Yu's words shocked everyone in Zixiao Palace, and at the same time, they also cast countless envious glances at Hou Tu.
It seems that Dongfang Jade is really good to the Wu clan, especially the relationship with Hou Tu is even better.
"Ah? Me?" Hou Tu was really stunned when he heard Dongfang Yu suddenly say these words.
However, Dongfang Yu pulled Houtu over without any explanation and pressed him directly on his seat.
Ancestor Hongjun did not stop the scene in front of him, but his eyes fell on Dongfang Yu, with a doubtful look in his eyes, obviously wondering about Dongfang Yu's actions.
After Hou Tu sat down on the futon, Hongjun opened his mouth and said to Dongfang Yu: "Are you sure you want to give this position to Hou Tu?".
"Yes, I'm sure." Dongfang Yu nodded seriously.
Looking at Dongfang Yu's determined look, he nodded, and then gently waved his sleeves. After the futons of several powerful men in front of him changed, the order of the seats on the futons was rearranged.
Houtu, who was originally sitting at the front, moved his position behind Sanqing.
"Okay, now that this seat is confirmed, then it will stay like this from now on. The seven of you will be my direct disciples from now on. I will be the senior brother, and Nuwa will be the junior sister...",
After rearranging the futons of the seven people in front of him, Patriarch Hongjun announced.
What!? The positions of these futons represent the identity of Saint Hongjun’s direct disciples!?
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zixiao Palace was shocked.
These people naturally know what the status of direct disciples means. If they had known that the position of this futon was so important, they would have fought for it with all their lives.
Some of those who didn't get a seat were regretful, upset, and naturally more unwilling. Their voices started to get louder, obviously wanting to beg Saint Hongjun for mercy and add a few more seats.
kind of...
"Okay, there is no need to say more about this matter, let's start the sermon now...".
Waving his hand, Hongjun stopped everyone talking in an instant. Obviously, this also showed his attitude and there was no need to talk.
Seeing Saint Hongjun's determined look, everyone said nothing more and cheered up to look at Saint Hongjun, waiting to hear his sermon.
On the other hand, Hou Tu, who was sitting on the fourth futon in front of him, turned back and looked at Dongfang Yu with an annoyed look on his face.
If I had known that this futon was so important, I would never have taken over Brother Dongfang Yu's position.
However, Dongfang Yu behind him gave Houtu a smile and comforted her.
For Dongfang Yu, the meaning of this futon is not very great. What he cultivates is the gene lock and the energy of the dragon ball plane. This kind of cultivation system will continue to improve endlessly, and he will also prove it with his strength.
The way of Tao, everything must be solved with strength.
Therefore, this seat is actually of little significance to Dongfang Yu. No matter whether the saint's energy value is more than 300,000, more than 400,000, or even more than 500,000, as he continues to practice, he will one day be able to
elevated to this level.
But things are different in Houtu. The Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation has passed. Dongfang Yu remembers that the next step is a war between lich and witches. At that time, the witch clan will also fall like the dragon clan.
Would it be better if Hou Tu became Hongjun's personal disciple? At least Hou Tu's safety would be somewhat guaranteed, right?
It would be great if Hou Tu could also become a saint.