The road to technology

Chapter 943
"Hey! Where did you come from? How can you speak for this flat-haired beast? Could it be that he is the same as him!" Before Jieyin could speak, Zhunti turned the muzzle of his cannon and blasted at Yue Yuanzhou.

At this point, there was nothing Zhunti could do, he didn't want to lose face anyway, and he had already sat on the futon, so he didn't care about offending anyone again.

The same is true for Jieyin. He took a deep look at Yue Yuanzhou, and found that this guy was only at the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, no wonder he arrived later than himself, so he didn't have any scruples, but he didn't want to talk to Yue Yuanzhou, just continued to force Kunpeng , for fear of missing the opportunity.

Whether it is more important to chat with others or snatch futons is more important, and it is still clear to tell the difference.

Kunpeng, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your words of help! Pindao is Beiming Kunpeng, but I don't know what to call you?" Kunpeng showed gratitude, and asked him Yue Yuanzhou's name by the way.Ge Yin Yue Yuanzhou was really very familiar. Most of the great supernatural beings here have been in the wild for thousands of years, and most of the famous and surnamed people know each other.

"Shenzhou, the dojo is located in Buzhou Mountain. Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, if you have spare time in the future, you can come and discuss the Tao." Yue Yuanzhou laughed.

"Definitely, definitely!" Kunpeng nodded, then glared at Jieyin and Zhunti, and said, "Both of these are shameless people. Such actions are shameless for my generation of monks. I lack knowledge, but I must not know what my friend said. What kind of story is it that a good man loses his horse, if you don’t read it carefully, fellow Taoists, you can let the ignorant people in the West listen to the great knowledge of the East.”

Kunpeng now wished that time would drag on until Daozu Hongjun came out, and then he would hug him in place, so he rolled his eyes and paid attention, and then asked Yue Yuanzhou to say something that was too good to be true.

In normal times, Kunpeng wouldn't have thought of such an early Daluo Jinxian cultivator at all, but in this situation, he also knew how to assess the situation.

Kunpeng's move was exactly in line with Yue Yuanzhou's wishes.

In order to avoid being exposed, Yue Yuanzhou opened his voice and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, listen to me carefully, but I said that there is a peak named Saishang among the Buzhou Mountains, and there is a peak in the mountains. The monk grew up here, so he called himself Sai Weng, Sai Weng kept a strange animal in captivity, called a horse, Sai Weng loved horses very much."

Yue Yuanzhou's voice came out loudly, and he adapted Sai Weng Shi Ma into a local story of the prehistoric Buzhou Mountains, and told it in detail and meticulously.

Everyone who heard it nodded in thought, thinking that Sai Weng was a great wise man.

No, as soon as Yue Yuanzhou finished telling the story, Di Jun said: "Sai Weng must be a man of great wisdom, good at predicting good and bad luck, and a master of numbers. Do fellow Taoists know where this Sai Weng is? And where is the mountain on Sai Weng? I really admire such a high-ranking scholar, and I wish I could visit him as soon as possible to discuss his teachings."

Throw that orangutan!I don't know what kind of heel Sai Weng is, how can there be such a person in Honghuang, Yue Yuan Zhouxin said from the story I made up.

He originally told this story because he wanted to say that even if you can't sit on the futon, it's not just a chance, but he didn't expect that bastard Di Jun to listen to the important point as the ability of Sai Weng, he deserves to do great things .

Yue Yuanzhou chose to ignore Di Jun's (qūn) words, but at this moment, Hong Yun said with emotion: "Listening to the words of fellow Taoist Shenzhou is better than traveling 10 years in the wild!" Fu, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other' this statement is very good, every drink and peck is a definite number, thank you fellow Taoist for your words."

Hongyun already felt sorry for giving up his seat, but now that he heard some words from Yue Yuanzhou, he really has a clear idea.

But when his words fell to the ears of the six on the futon, they were particularly harsh.

Hong Yun had just given up his seat, they couldn't understand what Hong Yun meant, what he said was that the seat of the futon depends on misfortune and good fortune, a good and great opportunity is said to be like this, and his face is not good-looking.

I don't know why, thinking about it carefully, I feel a little bit like sitting on pins and needles.However, they are all people with great perseverance, but it is impossible to give up this great opportunity just because of a word. That feeling is only a moment, and they will erase it.

Of course, Yue Yuanzhou said, "When misfortune comes, good fortune rests on it. When good fortune comes, misfortune rests on it, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other." This was said by Yue Yuanzhou, but Hong Yun just connected it with the struggle for the futon position.

After making such a disturbance, all the monks shifted their attention from grabbing the seat to Yue Yuanzhou, but they didn't bother to attract or mention the futon's desire at all.

On the contrary, they were even more filled with hatred, they only saw Jie Yin showing his appearance, and shouted at Yue Yuanzhou: "What do you mean, don't confuse people with lies again, are you going to have a fight with me in that chaos?"

In the cognition of receiving and guiding, Yue Yuanzhou is determined to destroy his chance of enlightenment. He belongs to the kind of guy who can't get it and doesn't want others to get it. He can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

The key is that this guy is still eloquent, if he doesn't deal with this guy first, it will be endless.

The gates of Zixiao Palace are all closed, and they even went to the **** Chaos to do it.

"Isn't it just a futon? There's something to grab. You really don't know what's good and what's wrong. You're an elm-headed person and you don't know how to change things. Could it be that people in the West are so stupid?" Yue Yuanzhou shook his head speechlessly, sighed, and looked at a fool He looked at Jieying, and then continued: "You can only cry all day long, and speak ill at each other in this saint's dojo. It's really inappropriate. For the sake of your servants, I don't care about you like you."

Just when the monks thought that Yue Yuanzhou's clothes were soft, they saw Yue Yuanzhou waved his hand, and an office sofa appeared behind six futons.

Then I saw Yue Yuanzhou pointing to the strange-looking sofa and saying: "You said that the journey is long and the journey is difficult. If you don't have a seat, you can't listen to the sermon, so you won't prepare your own seat? It's really disrespectful to grab someone else's seat." Hey, I really can't bear to miss your old body, so I give you the seat I prepared for myself, I hope you will cherish it and don't mess around with me any more."

Pangu Sanqing glanced at the sofa, turned his body around, stretched out his consciousness, and looked like he was watching a play.

Styx: Is there such an operation? !

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun: "."

Zhen Yuanzi looked weird, looked at the office sofa and opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

The Prince of the East and the Queen Mother of the West looked at each other in blank dismay.

Doum closed his eyes and meditated.

Wang Shu's eyes flickered.

All monks:? ? ? ! ! !
It's not that they can't do this kind of behavior of bringing their own benches, but they don't dare, they don't even dare to think about it.

Therefore, none of the three thousand people in the world dared to do this. They had no seats, and all of them sat or stood on the ground.

This is Zixiao Palace, the sage only put six futons, and you dare to make seats yourself, you really don't take the sage seriously.

Thinking of this, all the monks secretly moved their bodies and quietly moved away from Yue Yuanzhou, fearing that they would get bad luck if they approached, and be blamed by Hongjun.

Jieyin's face was even more blue and purple. He didn't dodge it now, nor did he sit on it.

For a while, a needle could be heard in Zixiao Palace.

(End of this chapter)