Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 150 A Precious Treasure from the Primordial Era, Honest Man Hongyun!

This guy's here too!

Zhunti's gaze fell on Jiang Sheng, his eyes filled with golden light.

Then, he glanced at Fuxi and Nuwa beside Jiang Sheng...

That's it!

"He actually cultivated to the level of a Great Immortal?" Zhunti narrowed his eyes.

However, the good news is that this guy's aura is only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, far weaker than mine, who is at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

He also knew that Da Luo could not only look at the power of the Dharma, but also at the Dao.

But most importantly, the aura of Dao emanating from Jiang Sheng was not as strong as his.

This shows that Jiang Sheng is a weak Luo.

Ha ha……

The Great Luo Immortal is not the same as the Taiyi Golden Immortal!

In the Taiyi realm, you can fight opponents of higher levels, but in the Daluo realm, fighting opponents of higher levels? That's a joke.

Zhunti was confident, but since this was Zixiao Palace, he didn't make a move...

He simply looked at Jiang Sheng, then his eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "Haha, I never expected to meet you here, fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, I've missed you dearly since we parted years ago! I thought that in this vast primordial world, we would never see each other again, but unexpectedly, we met here. It's truly fate! Fate is truly wondrous!"

As Zhunti spoke, he walked towards Jiang Sheng.

Others assumed that Jiang Sheng and Zhunti were acquainted, so they didn't look at him much, shook their heads, and continued to talk with their close friends.

This guy...

Beside him, Daoist Ran Deng looked at Zhunti and Jieyin, and his expression involuntarily darkened. Then, he snorted coldly and pretended not to see anything.

However, I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Good heavens, this Zhunti Jieyin actually knows those seven guys?

Judging from their tone, they seem to be old friends?

How can this be good?

He already had a grudge against Zhunti, but now he learned that there were seven more Daluo behind Zhunti, and with the two people Zhunti guided, there were nine Daluo.

If he had attacked Zhunti, it would have already caused him a headache by involving Jieyin, but he never expected that it would involve seven other Da Luo.

This is a bit uncomfortable.

But then, Ran Deng sensed something was wrong...

If you were really friends, why didn't you greet me earlier?

He vividly remembered how Zhunti had rambled on and on when he came in, drawing everyone's attention...

If they were truly friends, wouldn't they have greeted each other the moment they saw Zhunti and Jieyin?

Then look at Jiang Sheng, who still had a half-smile on his lips.

Ran Deng instinctively felt that there must be something fishy going on.

Jiang Sheng and Zhunti may know each other, but they are definitely not old friends!

The lamp squinted...

Meanwhile, some powerful figures around them, who had vaguely sensed what was going on, also curled their lips and began to enjoy the spectacle.

At this moment, Jiang Sheng, who was involved in the incident, smiled even more broadly upon hearing what Zhunti said.

Fuxi and Nuwa, however, frowned slightly.

They were naturally aware of the situation.

What old friend?

What do you mean by "a farewell in the past"?

Damn it, it was clearly a done deal.

Old friend?

That old wall lamp is strong even in the dead of winter!

However, Jiang Sheng didn't speak, and they didn't say anything either. They just looked at Zhunti with some disgust in their eyes.

Zhunti didn't mind at all. He simply smiled, stepped forward, bowed to Jiang Sheng, and sighed, "Fellow Daoist, it's been so many years since we last met. I've truly missed you terribly!"

Jiang Sheng seemed not to hear him, and just sat there, neither getting up nor returning the greeting, nor saying a word.

Now, some discerning people could see the general situation.

If they were truly old friends, they wouldn't have acted this way.

They even felt that the two of them couldn't even be considered friends.

They're probably enemies, not friends.

For a moment, everyone became interested and watched the scene with great interest.

At this moment, Zhunti saw that Jiang Sheng neither got up nor replied.

He wasn't embarrassed at all; he just went about his business, greeting and leading the group over, intending to find a place to sit down.

But this place is basically packed. If you want to sit, you have to sit further away. But there are still empty seats.

If the layout of the main hall of Zixiao Palace were arranged neatly, it could actually accommodate even more people.

But because it's not neat, it ends up being pieced together from different parts.

Either the location is awkward, or it can only accommodate one person.

Zhunti naturally did not want to squeeze in with others.

In addition, with Jiang Sheng as a "good friend" present, he would definitely sit in the front and listen to the sermon together with his "good friend".

However, there would be a problem if one wanted to sit next to Jiang Sheng.

There were truly no seats left next to Jiang Sheng and the others.

Zhunti glanced at the futons where Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones were sitting, and then at the Kunpeng beside him.

Seeing that Kunpeng seemed to be all alone, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen my old friend for many years. Could we switch places? I'd like to catch up with him!"

Should we switch seats?

Everyone chuckled inwardly.

You don't even have a seat, how dare you talk about changing seats?

However, everyone was just watching for fun, and they wanted to see how Kunpeng would respond.

How should Kunpeng respond?

Kunpeng glanced coldly at Zhunti with his hawk-like eyes.

If Zhunti were truly an old friend of Jiang Sheng and the others, then perhaps he would have given up his position to Zhunti.

Circumstances are beyond our control!

Those who can cultivate to such a level will naturally be able to assess the situation and act accordingly.

But...

Judging from Jiang Sheng's attitude, it's clear that these two are not friends at all.

and so……

let?

Give way my ass!

"What does it have to do with me?" Kunpeng said indifferently.

Zhunti frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then, fellow Daoist, why don't you move aside? I've also brought a prayer mat, so there's no need for you to offer me a seat!"

Kunpeng remained silent, then asked again, "What are you going to do with me?"

"this……"

For a moment, Zhunti was in a dilemma. If this were the prehistoric world, he would have used force if the other party refused.

There's no room for the other party to bargain.

Refuse?

Once it hits you, you'll know whether you agree or not!

But right now, it's clear that force is not an option.

Jieyin was utterly humiliated and sighed, "Junior brother, let's go outside and sit down. We can still hear the Great Dao there!"

He was so embarrassed he almost dug out a three-bedroom apartment.

You greet someone, but they completely ignore you.

And then they shamelessly asked someone else to switch seats?

Honestly, sometimes he admired Zhunti's nonchalant attitude towards noodles.

However, the fact that Zhunti can remain indifferent to those things does not mean he is truly indifferent.

Clearly, Zhunti had no intention of leaving at all.

It seemed that Zhunti wanted to say something more...

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore!

"Fellow Daoist, it's just a matter of seats, isn't it? You don't have any close friends, so you can't experience the joy of reuniting with an old friend! How about this, you take my seat, and you give yours to this fellow Daoist, shall we?"

Someone spoke!

At that moment, everyone turned to look at the person who had spoken!

What he saw was a guy dressed in a flashy red robe, with a kind and amiable face, looking like an honest man.

Yes, it is the Taoist priest sitting on the last futon!

It's that, the red cloud!

(End of this chapter)