Honghuang: Reincarnation Purple Lotus, I opened up the virtual and real demon world.

Chapter 135 No More Melons to Eat

Hongjun considered and said: "Don't worry too much. When I preach, I will secretly take care of them a little more, so that Dijun, Taiyi and the Daluo of the demon clan can get a greater improvement;"

“I believe they still have a chance to catch up. After all, the biggest advantage of the Three Corpses Slashing Technique is speed. As long as the perception and timing are right, I believe Di Jun and Tai Yi will soon be able to break through to the early, middle, and even late stages of the Quasi-Saint.

"When the time comes, I won't be afraid of the Ancestral Witch anymore."

"Let him comprehend the Great Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation before now!"

"With these, I don't believe we can't compete with the Wu Clan."

As for the witch clan, can they also become stronger with the help of his preaching, and can they also kill corpses?
Isn't that better?
In this case, the Wu Clan must switch to practicing the laws of Heaven. Isn't this just taking the initiative to fall into the trap and enter the control of Heaven and Him?
Then it will be easier to operate.

Even, maybe we can explore the secret of why the Wu Clan can give birth to the Yuanshen. As time passed, more and more people came outside, and the time set by Hongjun was about to come.

"Weng!"

At this moment, the outer chaos surged violently, and then two Taoists broke through the chaos and arrived here leisurely.

"So strong! These two are much stronger than the Wu Clan and those Hunyuan Golden Fairy Fairies! Who are they?"

"Is it possible that these two are the real ancients? Why are they here?"

"Isn't it obvious? Of course, we are here to listen to the Taoist Master's teachings!"

"Too!"

Many people whispered and discussed.

"Haha! It seems we came at the right time! That's good!"

Qiankun spoke loudly about the great and small.

"really!"

Yin Yang also nodded.

When they saw these two people appear, a strange look flashed across the eyes of Wangshu, Jiujian and others.

"come yet?"

When Hongjun saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately sent a message to Haotian and Yaochi, asking them to open the palace gate and announce the start of the sermon.

Then, Hongjun took a look at Chaos, waved his hand and stopped teasing and torturing Jie Yin and Zhunti. The two finally escaped from the void storm and appeared near Zixiao Palace.

I estimate that it won’t take long to get there, so it’s just about right.

"Kakaka!"

At this time, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened automatically, and two boys, a boy and a girl, walked out. They clasped their fists towards everyone and said, "I am the boy (girl) Haotian (Yaochi) under the Taoist ancestor! It's time for the sermon, and you can go in!"

"Thank you Daozu!"

Everyone was slightly startled, then they all bowed slightly towards the Zixiao Palace, and then rushed in one after another.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and Fuxi move the fastest.

As soon as I came in, I saw the six futons in the front row.

The Three Pure Ones looked at each other, then immediately grabbed three seats and sat down one each.

At the same time, be wary of the people behind you.

In recent years, they have become very famous for looking for Honghuang. Many great masters know how powerful these three brothers are, but no one comes forward.

Fuxi and Nuwa were slightly stunned, and then Nuwa, with the help of Fuxi, also grabbed a cushion and sat down. Fuxi sat behind Nuwa to guard her.

Following closely behind, Hongyun and Kunpeng occupied the remaining two cushions with their speed advantage.

Others found that there were no more cushions, so they could only sit in the back in a row and find a seat.

The main reason is that this is Hongjun’s Taoist temple, and people dare not cause trouble or offend the Taoist ancestor.

Of course, many people felt that the six cushions were extraordinary, and there must be other hidden meanings in them. For a moment, many people were ready to watch the show.

After all, the strongest ones who came to listen to the sermon were undoubtedly the two ancient ones who arrived last;
Next are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and then the three mysterious female fairies.

Regardless of whether it is the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Hongyun or Kunpeng who currently occupy the positions, their strength is at most slightly stronger than them, but it is also limited. They are absolutely no match for these three groups of people.

Being weak yet enjoying the greatest advantage, it would be strange if they didn't suffer.

However, at this time, a cushion appeared on the platform in front.

At the same time, Hongjun's voice resounded in everyone's mind again: "Daoist Qiankun! Daoist Yinyang! You are my peers and my close friends, so please come up to the stage and sit on either side of me."

Everyone's expressions froze for a moment, and then many people went wild.

"These two seniors are actually of the same generation as Daozu? They are truly amazing!"

"Ancestor Qiankun! Ancestor Yinyang, it's them! I know that they were present during the fierce beast calamity and the battle between the Dao and the Demon. They worked together with the Dao Ancestor to deal with the Demon Ancestor Luohou."

"I also know that the two seniors are both rare strong men. At that time, I had not yet transformed into a human form."

"It's them? It's no wonder they are so strong."

"Even these two seniors have come to listen to Daozu's teachings. It seems that Daozu's teachings are indeed extraordinary. We made the right decision to come this time."

Many people recognized Qiankun and Yinyang, and for a moment, they all started whispering to each other.

Some people praised the two of them in their words and deeds.

The Supreme's expression also slightly condensed, and he whispered: "It turned out to be these two, they are indeed the ancients!"

Seeing Qiankun and Yinyang fly and sit on the cushions on both sides of the stage, Sanqing, Hongyun and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Nuwa, on the other hand, looked at Qiankun and Yinyang. For some reason, she always felt that these two seniors gave her a strange feeling.

She couldn't tell exactly what was strange, it was just a hunch.

However, Qiankun and Yinyang were arranged by the Taoist, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the three female fairies were not finished yet. For a moment, many people were ready to continue watching the show.

But the two groups had no intention of fighting for the cushion. They each found a seat near the front, sat down, and did not move again.

Everyone eating onlookers: “???”

what's the situation?
Why don't you argue? Why don't you fight?
No more melon to eat?
pity!
Hongjun, who was hiding in the void, saw this and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? You didn't even go to fight for it? Did you not know about the opportunity inside, or did you look down on it? Or did the Lord of Reality and Illusion already tell you?"

“That’s quite interesting!”

He will not let down his guard against the Lord of Reality and Illusion.

However, the people from Zuwu and Sanxian Island did not participate in the competition for the cushion, which saved Hongjun a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, he might have to intervene.

Regardless, this is a good thing.

In fact, what Hongjun didn't know was that the people in the Three Immortals Island who were listening to the Tao had already started discussing it.

Bi Xiao: "What a pity! I think those cushions are pretty good, they have a strong sense of enlightenment and look like treasures. I was planning to take one! Master, why don't you allow me to do so?"

Yunxiao: "Little sister, you must not be rude to Master! Master must have his reasons for doing this!"

Lian Yi, who was in the core of the virtual and real world, saw this and shook his head in amusement, saying, "This cushion involves some calculations of Hongjun and Tiandao, so you don't need to get involved;"

"Although I can gain some small advantages, I am also likely to be targeted by Hongjun;"

"As for that cushion? This thing is not as good as the one your uncle Wudao gave you!"

"That was woven by your uncle Wudao using his own fallen branches and leaves, and was refined using my Qiankun Cauldron. Isn't it much better than Hongjun's cushion?"

He really wasn't bragging. In terms of his understanding of the great Dao of enlightenment, who else in the prehistoric world could compare to him?
Bixiao's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Is that so? Then I won't rob it! Hehehe!"

(End of this chapter)