Ten thousand worlds come: the beginning deduces the perfect Saitama

For a moment, Hongjun thought that his ears had misheard, which was completely beyond his understanding.

It took a long time for Hongjun to recover, raised his hand, and wanted to say something, but he froze in the air, not knowing how to speak, and then put it down silently.

"Is there anything else?" Wu Feng asked.

"It's all right." Hongjun shook his head subconsciously, then suddenly thought of something, and immediately said: "I wonder if Fellow Daoist Wu Feng can sit beside me and participate in this lecture together."

Wu Feng wanted to refuse at first, but suddenly realized that this might also get deduction points, so he nodded in agreement.

Immediately, Hongjun condensed a golden chair for Wu Feng and placed it on his lower right.

Wu Feng walked over and sat down. Compared with Hongjun who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, he looked a little out of place, as if one was in the sky and the other was on the ground.

Fortunately, the golden chair was placed on the lower right, making Wu Feng look like a supervisor, and did not cover up Hongjun's brilliance too much.

The reason for doing this was entirely because of Wu Feng's sentence of making a deal with Tiandao, which made him feel that since Wu Feng was accepted by Tiandao, he couldn't let it go. This might be his chance.

Soon, under Wu Feng's instruction, Qingling and the others walked out of the house and came to the main hall.

"Master." The three saluted together with respectful expressions.

"This sermon is very important to you, so sit on that futon." Wu Feng said.

Immediately, Qingling Qingya and Hunwu all sat on the futon, closed their eyes slightly, and waited quietly.

Just as Wu Feng said at the beginning, Hongjun's way is the way of the prehistoric, and Qing Ling, as the creatures of the prehistoric, will definitely benefit a lot from this sermon, not to mention the blessing of heaven.

0? Ask for flowers

As for the so-called deal with the Heavenly Dao, it was actually Wu Feng using his own departure as a bargaining chip in exchange for three chances to become a saint.

Tiandao was uncertain about Wu Feng, and it was obviously a better choice to let Wu Feng go, so he simply agreed.

Hongjun looked at Qingling and the others below, his eyes were filled with chaos.

One life is two, two is three, three is all things, nine is the ultimate number of days, I hope there will be no major problems.

Thinking this way, Hongjun glanced at Wu Feng, and stopped talking, sitting cross-legged on the futon, waiting for the time to come.

Five years passed in a blink of an eye, Yaochi and Haotian pushed open the door of the main hall.

Not long after, outside the main hall, a creature walked in, and a burst of fresh air rushed over.

The creature who came was Sanqing.

They saluted Hongjun first, and then noticed Wu Feng beside him. They were taken aback for a moment, then followed suit, and then sat next to Hunwu, closing their eyes and waiting.

Half a year later, two more creatures appeared outside the hall, both with human bodies and snake tails, they were the son-in-law and Fuxi.

Seeing that there were already six creatures seated on the nine futons in front of them, they walked over.

Nuwa sat on the seventh futon, and Fuxi was just about to sit on the eighth.

boom--

At this moment, a strong wind blew in outside the hall, and a figure rushed into it, bumping away Fuxi, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to Nuwa.

Fuxi was furious, and just about to explode, but realized that the saint was present, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

When the figure sat down, Fuxi was about to go to the ninth futon, when suddenly he felt alarmed, as if he had sensed something.

Immediately, he smiled wryly: "Sure enough, such an opportunity is not for me."

"Brother." Nuwa looked at Fuxi suspiciously.

But Fuxi waved his hand: "Brother, it is enough to protect this opportunity for you today."

It must be known that all the nine futons have the opportunity to become holy. Just now, Fuxi felt something in his heart. After some deduction, he realized that these opportunities had nothing to do with him, so he chose to give in rationally.

At this level of powerhouse, the feeling in his heart became more accurate, and Fuxi simply sat on the ground behind Nuwa to save this opportunity for her.

Nuwa stopped talking, sat on the futon, and her eyes fell on Wu Feng unconsciously.

She also felt a familiar aura from him.

Chapter 560 The Tragic Western Duo

Chapter 560 The Tragic Western Duo

When Nu Wa looked over, Wu Feng opened his eyes slightly, and there was a strange light in them.

"Could it be that she recognized me?" This was the thought in Wu Feng's mind, but seeing that Nuwa didn't make a statement, he naturally wouldn't speak.

Although the worlds are parallel, perhaps, there will be a feeling somewhere, the stronger the person, the deeper the feeling, just like when Hongjun felt a familiar aura from Wu Feng.

After Fuxi sat down cross-legged, another red cloud floated in outside the hall, the red cloud dissipated, and an old man walked out, wearing a red robe, full of energy.

The old man saw that there were nine futons, but only one futon was left, and Fuxi closed his eyes and practiced without sitting down. With a smile on his face, he walked towards the futon politely, and sat on the last futon.

At this point, the nine Pu "[-]" regiments and the nine opportunities for sanctification have all come to an end. Hongjun still closed his eyes and rested, ignoring the situation below.

Every so often, outside the Zixiao Palace, blood rages and a fierce aura rushes towards his face, just like when the calamity came, but this aura is obviously much weaker.

Immediately, Patriarch Styx, who was born in a sea of ​​blood, walked into the hall, wearing a black robe, and the strong smell of blood was very pungent. A pair of cold eyes scanned the hall, and saw that there were living beings on the nine futons, and they did not fight forcibly. Sitting in the back.

Afterwards, Zhen Yuanzi appeared, this earthly immortal with extraordinary strength, dressed in Taoist robes, with a sense of immortality, he and Hong Yun were best friends, so he took advantage of the situation and sat behind him.

Just as she sat down, Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, also came to the arena. She moved lightly with lotus steps, and her body contained surging energy, which attracted the attention of other strong men.

They had seen Houtu's strength before, without relying on any supernatural powers, they simply climbed the mountain with physical strength, without any effort at all.

Then, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Dongwanggong and other strong men appeared in the hall under the guidance of Haotian and Yaochi, and they all saluted the Taoist ancestor, and also saluted Wu Feng. Down.

When Donghuang Taiyi appeared, Wu Feng clearly felt the Chaos Clock tremble in his arms.

The Chaos Clock was originally the companion treasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and it is thought that the other party also has one at the moment, but I don't know if the two are the same in power, or whether they are high or low.

Soon, in the next three years, many creatures appeared in the hall one after another.

The huge hall has already accommodated [-] famous creatures, the place is silent, and everyone is resting with their eyes closed, not daring to say more.

Seeing that the time is right, outside the main hall, Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other, and were about to close the gate of Zixiao Palace.

"Fellow Daoist!"

At this time, a hurried voice sounded.

Soon, two emaciated Taoists with bleak faces came from not far away, taking three steps at a time, walking very quickly and in a panic.

Unlike other strong men, these two Taoists did not have magic weapons to protect their bodies, and their physical bodies were even more incomparable with Houtu. The journey along the way was extremely difficult, and the Taoist robes on their bodies were all torn, which was very tragic.

Haotian was stern and selfless, thinking that the time had passed, and he didn't intend to let them in, but Yaochi next to him felt pity and stopped him without embarrassment.

And the two Taoists also took advantage of the opportunity to enter the hall, and when they passed by Yaochi, they were still grateful: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your understanding."

Yao Chi looked at the backs of the two Taoists and shook his head helplessly.

These two Taoists are none other than Jieyin and Zhunti brothers from the prehistoric far west.

As soon as they entered the hall, the two Taoists noticed that the place was overcrowded, and they had to sit at the back if they wanted to listen to the lecture.

Jieyin with a miserable face was about to sit down, but Zhunti next to him rolled his eyes and suddenly cried out sadly: "My brothers and sisters are so miserable! It's not far away, from the far western land where spiritual power is barren Come, all kinds of hardships are indescribable."

After finishing speaking, he pulled the receptionist next to him, and the receptionist understood, and immediately said: "Yes, my senior brother came here for all living beings in the west. If we can only hear about the Daozu Dao behind the main hall, how will we deal with it?" Western beings."

Eh, it's too bad. " Zhunti then sighed, and after saying a few words, he burst into tears.

While talking, Zhunti did not forget to squeeze towards the front of the hall. The miserable two seemed particularly abrupt in this silent hall.

Under the push of the two, many creatures couldn't help frowning slightly, but the other side was suppressed by the righteousness of the West, and the faces of many creatures changed slightly, but they just sighed and let them squeeze out.

A road 0.

In this way, relying on the miserable western duo and their extremely thick skins, they forced their way from the back of the huge hall to the front.

The creatures in the front row are all top powerhouses. Seeing the appearance of the two Taoists, they couldn't help but frown and look at them, their eyes were scrutinizing. Only Qingya looked at these two strange people curiously, thinking that very interesting.

Being stared at by so many top experts, Jieyin sighed softly, clasped his hands together, lowered his head, looked sad, and proclaimed a Buddha's name.

But Zhunti was not afraid at all in the eyes of so many strong men. Instead, he continued to cry: "We are too miserable. Thinking of the land in the far west, the land is barren, the evil spirit is soaring, and the spiritual veins are broken. After walking out of the West under such a tragic situation, I made a great wish to save the Western beings, but now I can't listen to the Taoist preaching on the futon in the front seat. If the Western beings ask me, I will be speechless. "

After finishing speaking, Zhunti couldn't help crying, the tragic scene was the tears of those who saw the sad.

Ever since the battle between Luohu and Hongjun, the western land was indeed bleak, but Jieyin and Zhunti were able to get out of it, their perseverance and talent were extraordinary.

They really came to the west, and the suffering they experienced really moved many souls.

Crying, Zhunti intermittently explained the suffering of the West and how difficult it was for their brothers and sisters, as if this sermon was not for themselves, but for all sentient beings in the West.

Qingya who said 2.1 wanted to get up and leave a futon for them, but just as she made a move, Wu Feng told her not to move through voice transmission.

There is no other way, Qingya can only continue to look at Zhunti and complain.

As for the other strong men, especially those on the futon, although they felt sympathetic, they all chose to stand on the sidelines.

They all know the opportunity on the futon, so naturally they will not let it go, the so-called suffering of all beings, what does it have to do with them?

Among them, only Hong Yun, who has always been called a good old man, was a little restless.

He looked at the miserable Western duo, and saw that Daozu ignored them completely, and felt that the other party came for all living beings in the West, and he should sit in the front row.

The good friend Zhen Yuanzi saw that Hong Yun was about to make a move, and just wanted to stop him, but Hong Yun had already stood up.

Chapter 560 Red Cloud Gives Up His Seat, Whale Peng Humiliated

Chapter 560 Red Cloud Gives Up His Seat, Li Peng Humiliated

"Fellow Daoist, come to my place."

Ignoring Zhen Yuanzi's gaze, Hong Yun sighed softly and left the futon.

After hearing what Hong Yun said, Zhunti, who was still crying miserably, put away his crying without saying a word, pulled the guide, and quickly came to Hong Yun, and sat down on the futon Hong Yun gave up, for fear of being caught. Other creatures snatch it away.

After sitting down, Zhunti raised his head to look up at the red cloud, and said gratefully: "Thank you fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, I have a predestined relationship with the West, if I come to the West in the future, the poor Daoist will definitely welcome you, but the West is barren, and there is no way to treasure it right now." If you are here, otherwise you must show all of them to thank fellow daoists."

Hong Yun was told by Zhunti that he only felt that what he was doing was in line with the righteousness, and he was a little smug, and said very generously: "It's okay, it's okay, you are here for all beings in the West, and you should sit in the front row."

After finishing speaking, he took advantage of the situation and sat next to Zhen Yuanzi, with a very proud expression on his face, as if sacrificing himself for the sake of the common people.

Seeing his old friend like this, Zhen Yuanzi sighed in his heart and could only helplessly shake his head.

When Zhunti sat down, he was still standing there awkwardly after receiving 01, looking very abrupt.

It's just that compared with Zhun Ti's thick skin, Jie Yin was obviously uncomfortable, and was about to walk back, but Zhun Ti pulled his trousers.

At this time, Zhunti also set his sights on the other eight futons.

As the saying goes, the way of heaven, according to the rules, from left to right, in order of respect, the closer to the right, the stronger the strength it represents.

At this time, Zhunti was sitting on the far left, and first set his eyes on Qingling on the far right, and he could tell at a glance that the other party was Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox, but to be able to sit there was naturally because of his extraordinary status and was directly ignored by Zhunti. come over.

Immediately after was Qingya, who looked like a young girl, but she was able to rank second, and she was even very familiar with the middle-aged creature who was third, so she was also given up by Zhunti.

The following Sanqing, with one breath, came from the same source, Zhunti was not stupid, and chose to give up.

After that is Nuwa, who seems to be easy to talk to, but Zhunti obviously noticed the vicious appearance of Fuxi, who is behind him with a snake tail and a human body, as if he would fight you desperately if you dare to grab it, so he had no choice but to give up.

In the end, it was beside me, this guy with a sharp breath and a handsome face, he looked like he was not easy to mess with.

But this is the only choice. Zhunti habitually opened his mouth to sell his misery, and whispered: "This fellow Taoist, this senior brother of the poor Taoist family has a more miserable life experience. He is the backbone of all living beings in the West. If he can't sit here, he must Dao Xin is damaged, and it may not be possible to preach to the Western sentient beings at that time, I wonder if you are willing to make room for Brother Pindao, and Pindao must be grateful on behalf of the Western sentient beings, and create a golden sculpture for the fellow Daoist."

The creature sitting there was none other than Li Peng from Beiming. He had a haughty personality and had even run afoul of Fuxi before.

Hearing Zhunti's words at this moment, Jing Peng glanced coldly, showed disdain, snorted coldly, and closed his eyes.

He is not Hongyun, how could he give up this opportunity.

Selling miserably was ineffective, Zhunti rolled his eyes, tried another trick, and suddenly raised his voice: "Well, you flat-haired bastard, we are here for all beings in the West, and I want to discuss with you, but you are so unreasonable, humiliating us, bullying us Is there no one in my west?"

What he said was very serious, and the words shocked the living beings present.

Jing Peng suddenly opened his eyes, with anger flashing in his eyes, he shouted: "Say it again?"

The other party actually insulted him and called him a beast, which caused Li Peng to be furious.

You must know that after the Longhan catastrophe, the status of the beasts plummeted. Except for Qingling and Qingya, there were almost no beasts present. Even Nuwa was half-human and half-beast. too heavy.

Jing Peng, as a representative of the fierce beasts, how could he bear being abused like this at this moment.

However, it was obvious that the creatures present did not have a good impression of this fierce beast, especially Fuxi who had been hit by it before.

He also took advantage of the situation and said: "This fellow Taoist came here for the common people in the West. You, an uncivilized person in fur and armor, are also worthy to sit on that futon?"

After he finished speaking, Yuanshi slowly opened his eyes and said casually: "After all, it is a fierce beast. If you are lucky enough to come to the Taoist ancestor, it is better not to occupy a place."

Tong Tian next to him heard this, and was slightly dissatisfied with his senior brother's prejudice, but he didn't say anything.

And as the two top powerhouses opened their mouths, other creatures in the field looked at him coldly, as if Li Peng had become a heinous existence at this moment.