Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1052
The Taiyi Demon Emperor was full of domineering aura, which made the surrounding saints feel awe-inspiring, and became more wary of the Yaozu.

Of course, there are also some great supernatural beings who appreciate the momentum of the Yaozu and yearn for it in their hearts.

Although Tai Yi didn't care about the opportunity of the first row of seats, but since he had already sat down, he didn't change it any more. He closed his eyes and meditated peacefully, chatting with Di Jun from time to time.

Only now did Hong Yun have time to "settle accounts" with Zhen Yuanzi, but Zhen Yuanzi was always doing it for his own good, and the two talked very harmoniously.

Outside Zixiao Palace, there are still many monks coming in. After everyone came in, they found their seats silently and sat down. Naturally, if it doesn't work, I don't dare to mess around.

After all, this is Zixiao Palace, and from the moment they entered, there was a faint sense of sacred power, which made everyone dare not mess around.

……

In the side hall of Zixiao Palace.

"Tai Yi is not suitable to be a saint." Hong Jun said flatly.

Beside him, Ye Ang's phantom also added lightly, "Red Cloud is not suitable either."

"Can Kunpeng do it?" Hongjun asked.

Ye Ang curled his lips, "It's not like you don't know what kind of character this kid is. You are more suitable than him to pick up a few monster commanders who have passed the level in the monster clan. I think Shangyang is pretty good."

Hongjun nodded slightly, then looked at the picture, Houtu Jiufeng and his party who had just entered the hall, asked: "Zhulong and Xizi seem to be quite good, do you think it is possible?"

"The identity of the witch clan is too strong. They are not like Nuwa. Although they are the demon emperor, their identity is more detached. With the status of the mother of good fortune, she will not be branded as the demon clan by nature." Ye Ang After a pause, he added: "However, regardless of status, it is more suitable than Kunpeng."

Hongjun glanced at the people on the seven futons in front of him, and asked, "Now that I've already sat down, what can I do?"

Ye Ang looked at the screen, many great supernatural beings were seated one by one, thousands of seats were almost full.

At this moment, he suddenly saw two figures quickly approaching the Yujing Mountain Dojo in the chaos.

Ye Ang smiled slightly, and looked at Hongjun, "If you want to change the candidate, it's not easy, let fellow daoists see my demon tricks!"

Taoist Hongjun was a little worried and asked, "Is there going to be any problem?"

"Don't worry, don't say that they are still a group of Taiyi Hunyuan, even if they step into Da Luo, I can manipulate them with magical powers." Ye Ang was full of confidence.

……

In the Zixiao Palace, it is said that there are three thousand people from the world of mortals, but the three thousand people are false. In fact, there are already eight or nine thousand people, all of whom are Hunyuan experts.

It's just that they are also strong in Hunyuan, and there are strong and weak ones. The strong ones are like those in the first row. A trace of it made the other Hunyuan tremble.

Not to mention that the bigwigs in the first row almost all mastered the innate spirit treasure, and were able to use the innate spirit treasure to perform the killing of the innate root deduction, and instantly kill the strong in the same realm at every turn.

They are also Hunyuan, those Hunyuan in the back row are sitting in Zixiao Palace, falling into deep doubts, they have to wonder whether their Hunyuan realm is a low-end version?Or picked it up by chance?
Otherwise, it is also Hunyuan, others are like dragons and gods, and oneself are like earthworms, the difference is probably not too big.

In this Zixiao Palace, many Hunyuan were deeply hit, and those who came late were frightened by the aura ahead, and didn't even dare to go forward.

In the end, the back row was filled first, and the middle, especially the front-middle area, was filled last.

Just after everyone was seated, there were only two seats left in the middle area.

Many Hunyuan looked around, wondering if anyone else was coming.

At this time, two figures, one tall and one strong, walked in under the leadership of Beichen and Yaoqiong.

As soon as they entered, the two Taoist boys turned into clear lights and landed on the high platform, waiting on both sides of the cloud bed in the middle.

The last ones to arrive are naturally Zhunti and Yingying.

They looked around, but suddenly found that there seemed to be no place.

Zhunti put his heart on the sidelines, pulled the guide, flew directly to the first row, looked at Beichen in front of him, and asked: "Dare to ask boy, my two brothers have gone through many disasters, and they came to Zixiao Palace to listen to Teacher Hongjun's lecture. Dao, why don’t you even have a seat?”

Hearing this, Beichen's face was tense, and his gaze swept across the palace. It seemed that there was indeed no room left.

He was a little embarrassed, so he had to whisper: "It is true that there is no seat, but the master has also ordered that all seats have their own fixed number, and no random increase or decrease is allowed. If there is no seat, there is nothing to do on this trail."

Zhunti's face turned pale when he heard the words, Jieyin had always looked sad, and now it seemed to be a little bit more miserable.

"Forget it, junior brother, since there is no place for you and me in Zixiao Palace, presumably it's because we have no relationship with Teacher Hongjun, and we don't want to listen to the Dao, so I'll leave after this." Jieyin sighed deeply, making gestures To pull Zhunti.

Unexpectedly, Zhunti sat down and yelled loudly, "God, I am really not blessed in the West. Not to mention that it was brutally cut by Rahu's sword, and it didn't say that it has not produced any talents for hundreds of millions of years. My brothers and I Set up a big ambition and work hard to manage it.”

Zhunti burst into tears, tears streaming down his face, in great grief: "We are ashamed of the Western creatures, our own aptitude is blunt, although we have been taught for hundreds of millions of years, we still can't change anything, and our own cultivation is because we are far away from the prehistoric land. , is also falling behind day by day.”

"Senior brother and I are both anxious and uneasy. We are afraid that we will miss the whole of the West. We are ashamed of our original ambition."

Then Zhunti's eyes lit up, "But just when we were panicking, I suddenly heard that Teacher Hongjun, the sage, realized the Dao, became a saint on the spot, and sympathized with all living beings. .”

"Mr. Hongjun's mind is far superior to ours, and it resonates with us, and I deeply feel that my way is not alone! So in the ice and snow, I ran barefoot to the starry sky, and came straight to the Zixiao Palace. "

"It's a pity..." Zhunti sat down again, "I think God doesn't have mercy on me, Xixi. This journey has been quite bumpy. I don't want to go through many disasters. After arriving at Zixiao Palace, there is no seat left. Waiting for the saint Hongjun, there is nothing to do with it!" Taoist Zhunti burst into tears, couldn't help but prostrate on the ground, and beat the ground with his hands.

"This makes my brother, what kind of face do you have to go back to the west, see the hundreds of millions of living beings, and impart the teachings of the saints."

Taoist Zhunti cried so hard that those who heard it were sad and those who saw it shed tears. Many people with great supernatural powers felt sad when they saw it.

Jieyin's expression became more painful, and he sighed deeply, "Junior brother, let's go, there is no place for us to wait here, instead of staying to waste time, why not go back now, and have more time to comprehend Taoism and teach more Several Western creatures."

"Brother, don't you understand? The last time I sought Taoism in West Kunlun was already tens of millions of years ago. The Tao of you and me alone is not enough to teach living beings. We are guilty, guilty of Western creatures, blah blah blah !” Zhunti lay on the ground, unable to get up at all.

Nuwa frowned slightly, looking at Zhunti and Jieying. These two stood in front of nine thousand great supernatural beings. Although they were so out of control, they were thinking of one soul in their hearts, but they were still sacred.

If it wasn't for Ye Ang secretly telling her not to move, she would have given up this position.

(End of this chapter)