Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 129 Reception: Are we two saints?
Although what Lu Qingyang said to Hongjun is very useful, but. . .

No matter what Lu Qingyang said, no matter how he tried to evade, Hongjun couldn't reach out to allocate the quota.

Because Hongjun wants face!

What is a saint?

Saints and saints, even if they are sanctified, they are still human beings in the final analysis - if you are a human being, you have to lose face, brothers!
They are all sanctified, and if they want to improve their cultivation base, they still need to rely more on their comprehension.

Therefore, saints don't have much demand for resources, just have a good place with abundant aura close to the origin of heaven and earth as a dojo.

Not to mention magic weapons, everyone has the treasure of holiness, no matter how many magic weapons there are, they can only be put in the warehouse to eat ashes, or distributed to disciples for use.

The only thing worth fighting for is this bit of heavenly merit!

Now, the equal distribution of the merits of the Dao of Heaven is almost a certainty. Even if you fight with your face down, you can't win anything, and you may offend Lu Qingyang and Hongjun.

Offending people is a trivial matter, the most important thing is to lose face—a dignified sage of the heavenly way, who would not even lose his face for some meritorious deeds of the heavenly way, it really doesn't sound good to hear about it!
After refusing again and again, Lu Qingyang did not get rid of the pot in the end, so he could only say: "It's fine to let the disciples divide it, but after the distribution is over, if there is any injustice..."

"Why is it unfair?"

Hongjun flicked his whisk and said: "This merit is yours, and it's up to you to give it to anyone or not, so why is it unfair?"

Hongjun's words were all about this, Lu Qingyang straightened his heart and said, "That disciple is overstepping!"

"Teacher Empress Tu Niang Niang has an exclusive quota, is that okay?"

"of course can!"

Not only Hongjun, but other saints also expressed their views.

It's nothing to say, it's okay for Houtu to enjoy more of the welfare provided by his apprentices!

The most important thing is that Houtu didn't get the primordial purple energy, no matter how much merit he has in hand, he can't get the status of a saint, and there is no threat to the saints!
Seeing the nods of the saints, Lu Qingyang continued: "The world here is in a time of war, and our Huaxia human race is in urgent need of combat power, so can the master and the sage Tongtian preach for 24 days, and the main topic is the way of killing?"

Hongjun and Tongtian nodded happily and said, "Yes!"

There are only two places for 49 days in total. After all, the two of them monopolize half of it. What is there to be dissatisfied with?
Among the other saints, Nuwa, Taishang, and Yuanyuan's expressions remained unchanged, but Zhunti and Jieyin's expressions were ugly.

Although these two people got angry, there were still more than half of them left. Even though it was a little less, it was not bad.

So although their faces were a little ugly, they didn't jump out to find trouble at this time - after all, if Tongtian and Hongjun joined forces, they might not be able to fight!
No, I really can't beat it!

Lu Qingyang didn't care whether Zhunti's face was ugly or not, and he continued: "However, it's useless to talk about killing and attacking the mind, so I trouble the Supreme Sage and the Primordial Sage to replace the junior uncle and Tongtian Sage every two days. Day, how is it?"

Taishang and Yuan Yuan nodded and smiled at the same time: "Good!"

49 days went to 36 days, and there are only [-] days left, but there are still three saints who have not been "scheduled for class", Nuwa, Zhunti and Jieyin.

Two places, [-] days, how to divide?
Anyway, Zhunti and Jieying all lowered their faces, and stared at Lu Qingyang covetously.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious——Boy, it's not our turn for 24 days, and it's not our turn for [-] days. This time, it's not too much to divide us into nine days, right?

We can't let the two of us add up to not get as much as Nu Wa, can we?

Lu Qingyang ignored the faces of Jieyin and Zhunti, and said to himself: "As for the remaining thirteen days..."

The heart of Zhun mentioning the introduction is already in his throat, for fear that this kid's mouth will be bald, and these thirteen days will not be for the two of them.

"I also ask Empress Nuwa to work hard and talk about it for twelve days! The uncle and the three senior brothers Taishang, Yuanyuan and Tongtian will rotate every day, how about it?"

Jieyin and Zhunti's faces were completely dark this time, too dark to be seen.

It was only 49 days in total, and the others spent at least [-] days, leaving only the last day for the two of us.

What about trouble?

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality, understand?
We are both saints too, you know that?

Looking at Lu Qingyang, and then looking at the other saints who had obviously received enough benefits, Jieyin and Zhunti decided to swallow it, although they were not angry in their hearts.

Without him, the opponent is Dole!

Forget it, let's just take one day at a time, anyway, it's a meritorious deed of heaven!
It's a pity that Lu Qingyang didn't want these two to get what they wished, so he bowed his hands to Hongjun and said, "On the last day, I will ask Master to induce the Heavenly Dao to send down the immortal voice, so as to give the Huaxia Human Race another chance of winning!"

Hongjun flicked his whisk with a smile, and said, "This matter is left to the old Taoist!"

"The allocation of places has been completed. When the Tongtian Altar is completed, everyone will divide it according to today..."

"Teacher, wait a moment!"

Zhunti couldn't bear it any longer, and said aloud, "All the saints will get their share in today's quota distribution, so why did you expose me and the two of you?"

Everyone has a share in the merits of heaven, so why don't you give me and Jieyin points?

Aren't we two saints or what?
"I don't know the reason for it," Hongjun cast a glance at the aggrieved Western Second Sage, and said, "But since the master and nephew are assigned in this way, there must be a reason. Let's not talk about it, two Western Taoists. Bar?"

After the old man Hongjun finished speaking, he quietly moved towards Lu Qingyang.

Not only Hongjun, but also several other saints who got the quota did the same.

Jieyin and Zhunti naturally discovered the small actions of the saints. Although they were still angry, after carefully comparing the strengths of the two sides, they calmed down.

The two of us together are enough for Tongtian to hammer, what else can we do?
Bear with it for now, talk about it later!

After Hongjun waved away all the phantoms of the saints, Lu Qingyang heaved a long sigh of relief.

It's not terrible to offend one or two saints, after all, we have a master to protect us—even though Empress Houtu has not attained the sainthood, she might not necessarily lose to anyone in a fight!

The terrible thing is to offend all the saints!

Even if our master is the empress of Houtu, Hongjun will stand behind and support us, but as the old saying goes, only a thousand days can be a thief, how can a thousand days guard against a thief?

If they don't keep it all together, whoever will take it for granted, even if Lu Qingyang brings Xiao Jiu and this group of apprentices, no one will be left behind!
Fortunately, he only offended the two shameless people in the west in the end. With several others watching behind him, plus his master and Hongjun, they probably couldn't make any small moves.

Xiao Jiu poked her head out quietly from the towel and asked, "All gone?"

"Well, they're all gone."

Lu Qingyang wiped off the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and said, "The benefits are over, if you don't leave, why don't you stay here for the New Year?"

(End of this chapter)