The remaining two futons did not last long, and the sixth futon was quickly occupied by a red-robed monk.
He also had an idea and sat on it.
With my childhood sweetheart by my side, there shouldn't be any problems.
Even if someone wants to rob you, you still have to think carefully.
At the same time, we also need to see where this place is.
Otherwise, you are seeking death.
The red-robed monk is called Hongyun, and he is also a well-known good man in the ancient world.
Get along well with people.
The one who has a better relationship with him is Zhen Yuanzi.
An innate human fruit tree came into being.
In addition, he also held books from the ground.
Invincible on earth.
"Brother Zhenyuan, look, I've already sat up."
Hongyun's face was full of smiles, "Would you like to come up and try it? This futon seems to have the effect of condensing spiritual energy."
Zhen Yuanzi: "..."
Let’s talk about this at this time.
I'm afraid you don't want to attract more people to covet these futons.
You know, since senior Hongjun, who has successfully attained enlightenment, has not stopped you, then this is your chance.
What now.
You actually want to give up the opportunity, what's going on?
It's definitely not a good thing.
Not easy to fix.
If you are not careful, something may happen.
After thinking of these situations, Zhen Yuanzi quickly said to Hongyun: "Brother Hongyun, you better not be so careless.
You can see that many monks are staring at you."
"oh?"
Hong Yun was stunned and said, "They want it too. If they want it, I can let it go."
"..."
For a moment, Zhen Yuanzi didn't know what to say.
This fellow Daoist Hongyun.
It’s just too...
All I can say is that his heart is too big.
Originally, Zhen Yuanzi thought that so many years could change his character, but he never expected it.
He did not change Hongyun's character.
On the contrary, it made Hongyun more carefree and bohemian.
It is really……
"Brother Hongyun, there are countless strong people in this world. Cause and effect are entangled. Basically, monks can't get along with each other. You..."
Zhen Yuanzi originally wanted to persuade him and give him some poisonous chicken soup.
But Hongyun shook his head directly, "Brother Zhen Yuanzi, what you said is wrong. Aren't you and I just close friends?
so.
It still exists.”
Zhen Yuanzi: "..."
He really wanted to slap Hongyun to death.
This guy clearly has something wrong with his head.
It's obvious that he and I are not the same person.
but……
When I think about it, the two of them have been relying on each other and supporting each other since the day they were born.
It’s also quite difficult.
Forget it.
Hongyun sat on the sixth futon.
Then there is only one left.
The ancestral witches are not here to listen to the Tao in the first place. They do not cultivate Yuanshen. Even if they want to listen to the Tao, they don't seem to understand.
Naturally, there is no need to fight for the futon.
If you cause trouble for nothing, it will make Fellow Taoist Hongjun unhappy.
Think about it and forget it.
They came to find Jiang Chi and had their own purpose.
Very firm.
As for the demon clan, Di Jun and Tai Yi saw the demon master Kunpeng sitting on a futon.
Naturally, they were also moved.
If they can become the emperors of the demon clan, then Dijun and Taiyi are certainly not fools.
I am also very aware of all the things going on at the moment.
There is one seat left.
They have to speed up, they have to get on board.
No one knows what this seat symbolizes, or whether there are tests and opportunities in it.
But giving it a try is better than not trying at all.
What if it succeeds?
The two of them looked at each other, and Di Jun and Tai Yi were about to come over and do something together.
But didn't notice it.
Just when they were stunned, a guy who looked thin and had a sinister look immediately used his skills to sit on the last futon.
To know.
This is Hongjun's dojo, the place where his old man preaches and teaches.
Therefore, no one dares to use magic power here.
But that thin guy with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes just moved.
Attack them directly.
It makes people stunned.
The speed at which he sat down was so fast that even Taiyi, the Emperor Jun of the Golden Crow Clan, was known for his speed.
He actually couldn't win either.
this……
It's quite frightening.
It's really scary.
How ferocious and powerful such a powerful being must be.
but.
Before all the living beings could react, a guy with a pained face following the man with sinister eyebrows and rat eyes also came over.
"Senior brother, we came all the way from the west, so we are a step too late."
The sly-looking guy cried and said: "What should we do now? We are all doomed.
There are no seats left.
Senior brother, we are no longer alive."
Talking room.
He was about to stand up, looking like he was about to hit a wall.
These two people were Jie Yin and Zhunti.
They came from the west.
After Zhunti gave up his position to Yin, he committed suicide by hitting the wall to show his devotion to the Tao.
Coming late means coming late.
There's nothing much to say.
only.
Before he could hit the wall, he was pulled back by Hongyun, "Ahem, why is Fellow Taoist like this?
Isn’t it just a seat?
I'll just leave it to you."
The heart is quite big.
He Hongyun wants to help others.
These fellow Taoists must have had a hard time coming all the way from the wild west.
They should sit down for a while.
I don’t need it anyway.
This futon can just add some spiritual energy.
For cultivators like them, this little spiritual energy is really not enough.
It's insignificant.
It's really not that good.
then.
Hongyun then stood up and stepped out of the way.
This scene was naturally seen by Hongjun, "If only six futons were set up, the hatred would definitely not be as strong as it is now.
Of the seven futons, Hongyun gave way to one, but Pindao could keep it.
Let Hongyun use a bamboo basket to fetch water but everything will be empty.
Next.
Zhunti will definitely make a fuss without a seat, so Kunpeng is his best target.
so……
After this wave of planning, the hatred value has skyrocketed."
It turns out that all this was Hongjun's plan.
If there is no conflict, where would the hatred come from?
Without hatred, there would be no killing.
Without killing, there will be no attrition.
so.
He Hongjun wanted to create artificial conflicts, and the hatred value came out.
When they return to the prehistoric world, they will naturally do something, and then they will naturally settle things.
then.
There are only seven futons.
When Hongyun stood up and prepared to give up his seat, Kunpeng sneered, "Give up your seat? What a fool."
Don’t you know that this futon seat is probably where Senior Hongjun tested everyone?”
Otherwise, how could there be only seven?
only.
Before he could be happy for too long, he saw the futon under the Hongyun Seat disappear.
He thought it was because he was dazzled.
But when Hongyun and Zhunti were shocked, they realized that they had really disappeared.
Hongyun didn't know why.
But Zhunti's originally happy face suddenly froze there and looked at Hongyun stiffly.
"Fellow Taoist, you..."
He thought it was Hongyun's fault.
If you want to give up your seat, just give it up. What does it mean to tease people like this?
Is it fun?
Zhunti said with a sullen face, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you must give me an explanation."
Hongyun: "..."
What the explanation was, he didn't know.
All he could do was look sad and say depressedly: "Fellow Taoist Zhunti, this futon, it... it disappeared on its own."
Zhunti: "..."
Ahem!
"Fellow Taoist, do you think I am a fool?"
Regardless of whether he disappeared on his own or not, it still depends on you.
Such scoundrels are rare.
But.
For Zhunti, all he needs to do is be shameless.
Nothing else matters.
Zhunti's idea is very simple, don't you Hongyun want to give up your seat to me?
Now the seats are gone.
how do you say?
Gotta compensate!
Otherwise, you Hongyun are just playing tricks on them.
Just be shameless.
Why do you want to be an immortal if you want face?
If you don't pay compensation.
That's easy too.
You, Hongyun, are deliberately teasing these two senior brothers.
That is to be enemies with them.
Since we are enemies, we must be prepared to fight them to the death.
"I...I didn't move."
Hongyun said with an ugly face: "Fellow Taoist Zhunti, you have misunderstood. Since I have agreed to give up my seat to you, I will definitely not embarrass you again."
"Who knows?"
Zhunti said calmly: "There are so many monks here looking at it. If you Hongyun didn't take it away, who else could take it away?"
Zhen Yuanzi will stand up for Hongyun.
But Hongyun secretly sent a message: "Brother Zhen Yuanzi, let's forget it. In the end, this matter is still my fault."
yes.
If he catches his eye.
This won't happen either.
Zhen Yuanzi: "..."
He looked helpless.
This is what my old friend is like, he always feels that it is his fault.
What a truly good man.
But such a character is not acceptable in the wild world.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, do you want to let it go?"
Zhunti frowned, "If there are no seats, today's matter will not be complete."
Hongyun: "..."
Gritting his teeth.
Hongyun then looked at Kunpeng next to him, "Fellow Taoist Zhunti, don't worry, I will give you an explanation."
Since my seat is gone.
Then take it from Kunpeng.
Anyway, Kunpeng is just a scaly and armored being who lays eggs.
Get out of the way, get out of the way.
It doesn't matter.
It's not important to Hongyun either.
On the contrary, Zhunti is very pitiful and has to help herself.
After seeing Hongyun's eyes, Zhunti already knew that he had probably succeeded.
With her shameless magic, Hongyun was already planning to get a seat for him.
In the dark.
He could sense that this seat held great opportunity.
There is a great future ahead.
There are definitely benefits.
then.
He just sat back and waited for Hongyun's results.
He wanted to see what kind of means this Taoist Hongyun had to actually want to do such a thing.
It's quite interesting.
"Ahem, Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, you are sure that Fellow Taoist Ti is coming from afar, so why not give him a seat?"
Hongyun persuaded calmly: "It's just a seat on the left and right, so just treat it as a good deed."
Kunpeng:"……"
What does it have to do with me?
If you can't put an end to what you bastard caused, it has nothing to do with me, Kunpeng.
Now I want him to give up his seat to Kunpeng and be a good old man like you Hongyun.
There are no doors.
Although he didn't know what the secret was behind it, he also knew that the futon seat was extraordinary.
Never let it go easily.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, how do you speak?"
Hongyun frowned and continued: "As Eastern monks, we should know how to be polite and humble.
My fellow Taoist disciples Zhunti and I have come all the way from the West, what's the matter with you giving up your seat?"
It makes sense.
"..."
However, Kunpeng's eyes turned red.
Staring at Hongyun resentfully, "Hongyun, don't ask for trouble. If you want to die, I can help you."
He threatened coldly.
only.
Because Kunpeng has a bad reputation, and because he is a scaly and armored person who lays eggs, naturally no one will treat them well.
Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were both members of the demon clan, did not say anything to help.
To know.
Although Kunpeng is a demon master, the two of them are the demon emperor and demon emperor.
After you Kunpeng got your seat, you actually didn't give it to them.
Even if it's just a superficial expression, is it looking down on them?
Since they can't look down on it, they can only watch the big show.
It was as if he heard nothing and saw nothing.
When he saw the situation around him, Kunpeng's heart suddenly felt cold.
It's not ugly.
at the same time.
The original one in the Sanqing Dynasty also made some remarks.
He was just complaining, he just couldn't stand Kunpeng who lays eggs and is covered in scales and armor.
Not enough to be afraid of.
He had never taken it seriously.
After all, it is different from feet.
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