Honghuang: My understanding defies heaven and creates freedom for others!

Chapter 152 I, Kunpeng, will never give up my seat!
quiet!
At this moment, the scene was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at Jiang Sheng in confusion, wondering if they heard correctly.

Then, the Zixiao Palace was completely boiling!
"What? Holy throne? Is there such a thing as this futon?"

"I thought there was something strange about this futon before, but I didn't take it to heart, but I didn't expect it to be a holy throne?"

"Hey, holy throne? Real or fake?"

"In other words, if we sit on this futon, doesn't it mean that we also have the hope of becoming a saint?"

"The sanctification is because of the futon? Isn't it possible? Is it a bit hasty?"

"I'm good at deduction, and what that fellow Taoist said is at least eighty percent true!"

At this moment, everyone's noisy discussion instantly stirred up the Zixiao Palace.

Everyone looked at the six futons with some surprise.

A futon represents a holy place?
Six futons, six saints?
Although they didn't know where Jiang Sheng knew it, they were willing to believe that what Jiang Sheng said was true.

Yes.

Indeed, they had just attained Daluo enlightenment not long ago.

But it doesn't mean that they don't yearn for a higher realm.

Especially the vision of Hongjun becoming a saint, the holy power that overwhelms the entire ancient world, is simply terrifying.

This is holy!

This is the lofty saint.

The question is, who doesn’t yearn for it?
I thought that if I came to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures, I would be able to walk on the road to becoming a saint.

But I didn’t expect that this road to becoming a saint would be linked to a futon! ?

At this moment, countless people looked at the six futons with burning eyes...

Countless eyes swept over Sanqing, Nuwa, Kunpeng and Hongyun.

Well, forget it about Sanqing and Nuwa!
After all, the seven great Luo people, these four futons, can only be occupied, and they can't be defeated.

But, who is Kunpeng Hongyun?How dare you steal the holy throne?

At this moment, countless people's minds were wandering.

"Holy throne? Sister, is this true?" In the corner of the Zixiao Palace hall, Chang Xi looked at Xihe in confusion.

"I can't even think about it!"

Xi He narrowed her eyes and looked deeply at Jiang Sheng. She could feel that Jiang Sheng said it on purpose.

Who knows what Jiang Sheng’s purpose is?
Just, then again.

When Jiang Sheng said this, she was a little moved.

As long as the Kunpeng Hongyun is pulled down and the sisters are allowed to go up, doesn't it mean that there is also a chance of becoming a saint?

When I think of Hongjun's terrifying holy power and how they will become saints in the future, my fiery heart can no longer hold back!
……

And at this moment, it’s not just Xihe and Chang Xi.

Styx, Ran Deng, Dong Wangong, etc., almost everyone present, breathed a little faster, and their eyes frequently fell on the futon.

The question is, who doesn’t want to be holy?
"Brother! There happen to be two futons!" In the main hall, Taiyi sent a message. Looking at Hongyun and Kunpeng's futons, his eyes gradually became fiery!

In his opinion, the best ones to fight are Kunpeng and Hongyun!
Kunpeng was alone.

As for Hongyun, although he still has a good friend, he also has an older brother.

Two against two, don’t take it too easy!
In addition, Taiyi thought that he had a treasure, and now he could already exert his power.

He even started planning to make the battle for the holy throne of Zixiao Palace become his battle to become famous!

Fighting three thousand saints with one hand, the emperor's bell pushed across the Zixiao Palace!
How pleasant is that?
They hadn't fought over the futon before.

In terms of speed, their Golden Crow was naturally no worse than Kunpeng.

I just don’t want to argue, and I don’t think Zixiao Palace can gain anything from listening to it.

But I didn't expect to hear this from Jiang Sheng now...

Then they will be in high spirits!

"This guy..." Di Jun, feeling the undercurrent in the palace, glanced at Jiang Sheng and felt that this guy would definitely cause trouble in the future.

He has the ambition to dominate the world, and he prides himself on being out of the calculations and out of the world.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng's few words would actually arouse the desire to win?
Yes, at this moment, he also wanted to sit on that futon.

The allure of sanctification is indeed a bit great.Until now, the terrifying coercion of Hongjun after he became a saint was deeply engraved in his mind...

If you can become a saint, wouldn't it be...

He couldn't calm down and looked at Kunpeng and Hongyun...

Of course, Taiyi and Dijun were not the only ones looking at Kunpeng and Hongyun!

Almost everyone present focused their attention on Kunpeng and Hongyun.

They really dare not touch the positions of Sanqing and Nuwa.

After all, Jiang Sheng and others are a small group, and the Seven Great Luo are not easy to mess with.

If these seven great Luo occupy all the positions, it goes without saying that they also want to compete for it.

No one can resist the temptation of sanctification.

But now, there are still two positions left.

The most important thing is that the people sitting in these two positions are not powerful or large groups.

Kunpeng is alone!
Red cloud?But I just have a friend.

This is equivalent to facing the three great Luo.

In contrast, it is no longer necessary to say whose futon is easier to grab.

And at this moment...

As the parties involved, Kunpeng and Hongyun only felt their scalps numb.

Feeling countless eyes in the hall falling on me, I was really sweating.

They never expected that they would become the target of public criticism?
Just because of Jiang Sheng's words, they were directly pushed to the forefront?
"It's bitter..." Hongyun complained secretly.

He is not stupid. After all, he is also a Daluo Jinxian. How many others are stupid?
Hongyun is just being kind to others, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know the truth behind it.

And Kunpeng clenched his fists even more!
If before, there was still some dispute of spirit, it didn't really matter whether the people were sitting or not, just because Hongyun was unhappy.

But now, it's the opportunity to shake the sky.

Give up your seat?

Fuck it!

I, Kunpeng, will never give up my seat!
However, when he felt those countless stern gazes, his heart trembled again.

He boasts that he is not weaker than others, and he is not afraid of one or two big men.

He can also fight three or five big Luo!

But if there were dozens or even hundreds of Da Luo, then he would be a little panicked.

There are so many ants that they can kill an elephant, let alone they are not ants.

If you want to keep this futon, you will probably have to go through a fierce battle.

When he thought of the next scene of countless Da Luo besieging him, he shuddered a little. Subconsciously, the magic power in his body was ready to go out.

At the same time, he looked at Hongyun with some annoyance!

He didn't know how Jiang Sheng learned about the relationship between the holy throne and the futon.

But he knew that without the drama of Hongyun giving up his seat, Jiang Sheng would never have said those words.

As long as Jiang Sheng doesn't say anything, no one cares about Futon.

He can sit on the futon with peace of mind, and he can also reap the opportunity of sanctification with peace of mind.

But now, everything is disrupted.

What was supposed to be his opportunity has become a bit precarious at this moment!

It would be fine if this holy place is still mine today, but if the futon is lost...

Kunpeng looked at Hongyun angrily.

If the futon is lost today, he will make the red cloud disappear into ashes, his soul will be banished to the Nine Netherworld, and his true spirit will be thrown into the immortal volcano to be burned for eternity. He will have to refine the innate immortal light into a spiritual treasure!

And this time...

Zhunti, my head is also buzzing!
However, he reacted quickly.

Seeing that Hong Yun was still a little confused, he appeared beside the futon in a flash. At the same time, he said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, give up your seat. You are really the most kind and great virtue! In this case, I will be disrespectful! If you realize the Tao in the future, There must be a place for Taoist friends in my Western Spiritual Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)