Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 60 You Push Me to Sit Down

Upon seeing this, Fuxi sighed and did not force it. Instead, he sat behind Nuwa, obviously wanting to protect his sister from a sneak attack.

Nuwa had just sat down and wanted to help Fuxi to take the throne, but she didn't expect that someone would come later and take the throne. Her heart tightened and she immediately turned around and found that the person sitting next to her was Hongyun, who smiled and nodded to her, and she was ready to return the greeting.

After that, Nuwa passed the red cloud and looked at the owner of the sixth cushion, who was a tall old man with a gloomy face.

Behind the old man, a huge fish-bird image rises up. At this moment, the fish is below and the bird is above. The big bird spreads its wings and is ready to fly. It gives people a sense of extreme before it rushes out, which shows how fast it is.

But it’s also true that if you’re not fast enough, you won’t be able to grab Fuxi.

Nuwa did not recognize this old man, but seeing that the aura on his body was obviously not weaker than theirs, she gave up some of her thoughts.

"It really is a matter of time and fate. With Hong Yun's cultivation level, he could not compete with my elder brother. But Zhen Yuanzi is really good to him. He even gave up his own opportunity to help him get to the top."

Nuwa turned around beautifully, and finally turned to Fuxi and said, "Brother, how about you take this seat for me?"

Fuxi shook his head and said, "If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, I'm doomed. Little sister, since you're sitting on it, then sit on it. There's no need to be so clear between you and me."

Nuwa nodded slightly. There was really no need for them to explain it so clearly, nor to divide it so distinctly.

Seeing that the six bright yellow cushions were occupied, the other gods had no interest in making a move. After all, they were just seats. If they couldn't sit in the first row, sitting in the second row would be about the same.

Seeing that his brothers couldn't even get a seat, Di Jun's face became gloomy and he glared fiercely at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but they laughed and didn't care at all. They just randomly found a few seats on the last cushions and sat down, obviously not caring at all.

Some of the ancient witches have even started closing their eyes, seemingly to rest, but in fact they are wandering in the void, that is, sleeping.

Coming here not to listen to the sermon but to sleep is indeed a move that harms others and does not benefit yourself.

Taiyi's expression was normal. He was more concerned about the person sitting on the six bright yellow cushions than the six bright yellow cushions. He turned to Dijun and said, "Brother, is that Kunpeng?"

Di Jun had profound cultivation, and he recovered as normal after being angry for a while. It was just a cushion, could he really risk his life to snatch it?

After hearing Taiyi's words, he also looked at the old man with the fish and bird image behind him, nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed Kunpeng from the North Sea. Since Xuanwu turned into Zhiming God, no one in the North Sea can control this Kunpeng.

I have also gone to negotiate with him many times, but he is arrogant and doesn't take me seriously at all. He even speaks rudely, which is really unbearable."

Taiyi said calmly, "Brother, since you want the position, why not just beat Kunpeng down? After all, he was the first to speak rudely. Even if you beat him hard, I don't think he will be able to say anything."

Di Jun was shocked. Taiyi usually doesn't talk, but when he speaks, he is very scary. He actually wanted to take action in Hongjun's dojo.

You must know that when the twelve ancestor witches intercepted the two of them just now, they only intercepted their direction, but they did not reveal their true forms, which is a world of difference from taking action.

Di Jun tried to dissuade him: "It would be fine if it was somewhere else. I would dare to do it even in the four extremes of heaven and earth, but this place is different. It is better to negotiate with him first. But if he insists on not giving in, we can only endure it. Regardless of anything else, we have to consider the face of the great god Hongjun."

Taiyi didn't comment and nodded slightly.

But to be honest, for him, as long as he wants to take action, no matter when and where, no matter what obstacles lie ahead, he will not hesitate at all.

If a cultivator is afraid of this and that, and is timid in doing things, it would be better for him not to practice and just wait to die of old age.

But Di Jun is his elder brother, so he would not say those hurtful words.

Di Jun and his companions took up a prime position. He turned to a middle-aged Taoist priest holding a feather fan and with an elegant face and whispered, "Military Advisor Bai Ze, if I establish the demon clan in front of the great god Hongjun today, can I gain justice?"

This Taoist is named Bai Ze, and he is also a famous existence in the ancient times. He is said to know the ferocious beasts and demons in the future, and the endless future in the future. The latter sentence may be questionable, but the former is a true compliment.

It is rumored that Zhulong, the patriarch of the dragon clan, went to the mainland one day and met Bai Ze on the road. The two had a dispute over a magical treasure, so Zhulong and Bai Ze made a bet that whoever could calculate who the magical treasure belonged to would win.

Zhulong practiced the way of time and was good at exploring the past and the future. This situation was not easy for him, but Bai Ze relied on his keen sense of destiny to fight Zhulong on equal terms.

The two of them went from deciding the outcome in one round to best of three, and then best of five. They compared the ownership of the spiritual treasure to what kind of fragments of the holy relic of creation it was made of, and what kind of great principles were involved in it.

Until the last time, Bai Ze still lost, but he was defeated with honor, because his realm and strength were not as good as Zhulong, but he could persist until now, which shows how profound his grasp of the secrets of heaven is.

Zhulong was convinced by this, so he gave this magical treasure to Bai Ze, and asked Bai Ze curiously how he did it.

Bai Ze said, "When it comes to mastering the secrets of heaven, I'm not as good as you, but I am better in that I know countless geographical questions of the ancient world. I don't know the secrets, but I know the direction of the earth veins, the fire veins, and the sky veins very clearly. While you are calculating the details, I have already started to calculate the details." This sentence is very simple, that is, Bai Ze remembers everything in his heart, whether useful or not. Once he starts to deduce the secrets of heaven, these things will come in handy.

It is the most difficult to deduce the unknown out of thin air, because it requires slowly searching for that one useful fish swimming in the endless and complex river of heaven, but the number of fish is more than trillions.
And if there are these details, then they can quickly help him find the location of the fish. So Bai Ze may not be the first person to master the secrets, but he is the first person in terms of knowledge reserves.

From then on, Bai Ze's reputation spread throughout half of the prehistoric world. If he had not lived in seclusion by the sea for many years, he would have been famous throughout the prehistoric world.

Who would have thought that Bai Ze would actually surrender to Di Jun today and even get the title of military advisor.

Bai Ze waved his feather fan, and was not frightened by Di Jun's seemingly shocking idea. Instead, he thought about it carefully, nodded, and said, "This has a great chance of success.

Firstly, the cultivation level of the great god Hongjun is unmatched in the prehistoric world. If one can gain his recognition, it would be equivalent to gaining orthodoxy, unless one can learn from the three tribes of the Creation of Heaven and gain recognition from the Heaven.

Secondly, Fellow Daoist Di Jun's philosophy is very correct. He wants to bring peace to the world for all eternity and completely put an end to the chaos and strife in the ancient world. The great god Hongjun can stand up for the West and fight to the death with Luohou, which shows that he is also a person who cares about the ancient world.

If Daoist friend Dijun tells Great God Hongjun all his thoughts, I believe that even if Great God doesn’t admit it, he won’t refuse it.”

After hearing this, Di Jun was very satisfied and was now waiting for Hongjun to arrive.

When the last great god entered the Zixiao Palace, Haotian Yaochi planned to close the gate. Just as the Zixiao Palace was about to be closed, two divine lights immediately broke into it, and the two boys just happened to close the gate completely.

Seeing the two divine lights coming in at this time, Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting in the front, was surprised and asked: "Daoist friend Zhunti? Daoist friend Jieyin? Why did you two come so late?"

These two people are actually Zhunti Jieying.

The two men had bitter smiles on their faces, and it was obvious that they were suffering a lot in the chaos.

At this moment, they saw that there were only two cushions at the back in the Zixiao Palace, and next to the cushions were the twelve ancient witches who were sleeping or playing, which immediately made the two of them feel disgusted.

Zhunti smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to explain in a few words." As he spoke, he walked forward, releasing his aura without any scruples.

Some great gods changed their expressions slightly when they saw this, but they spontaneously gave up their seats, but he still did not stop and was obviously walking forward.

At this time, Emperor Jun said to Kun Peng: "Emperor Jun greets fellow Daoist Kun Peng."

Kunpeng looked gloomy, and actually had a bad temper. Even if Dijun took the initiative to speak, he would ignore him and just lazily said, "Hello, Daoist Fellow Dijun."

After saying that, he immediately shut up, completely disregarding the other person's face.

Di Jun's expression changed slightly, but he still smiled and said, "Daoyou Kunpeng, can we make a deal? Can you give up your position to me? Please rest assured, Daoyou, I am willing to exchange it for a top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

To be honest, he thought Di Jun's move was very sincere.

It's just a position, and the second row is not far from the first row, but he is willing to exchange it for a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. This is not just bleeding, this is equivalent to cutting flesh.

His move was just to throw out some ideas and lay the foundation for recruiting Kunpeng in the future, so it was completely a half exchange and half gift.

But Kunpeng sneered at this, just snorted coldly, didn't want to say anything, immediately closed his eyes, and looked like he didn't want to talk to him at all.

Di Jun's face froze, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, but he was an extraordinary hero after all, so he endured it and nodded slightly, ending the conversation.

But Hong Yun, who was sitting next to Kunpeng, felt uncomfortable all over. He seemed to be able to feel Di Jun's sharp eyes staring at him. Even though he knew that it was Kunpeng he was staring at, he still felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, he saw Zhunti coming forward, and then he immediately stood up and said to Zhunti with a smile: "Daoyou are very tired after this trip? Why don't you sit in my seat and rest for a while."

Zhunti originally just wanted to find two seats at the front. After all, he felt that there was no need to fight for these seats, but if someone was willing to give him the front seat, he would not refuse.

"How can this be so embarrassing? Daoist Fellow Hongyun is really too polite."

Having said that, Zhunti was not polite at all and immediately pressed Jie Yin behind him onto his seat.

Just when he was about to sit behind Jie Yin, unexpectedly, Di Jun said, "Daoist friend Kun Peng, you have been sitting on this cushion for a long time. Why don't you learn from Daoist friend Hong Yun and give up your seat so that Daoist friend Zhunti can sit down?"

(End of this chapter)