The road to technology

Chapter 944 Reception and Sofa

Jieyin has a thick skin, but like all the monks, he didn't dare to think about bringing his own bench.Seeing that this early Daluo Jinxian cultivator, who called himself Shenzhou, dared to do such a thing, his face was suddenly horrified.

"Why, didn't you say that there is no seat to sit, why don't you sit now when I give you a seat? Could it be that the two of you deliberately made the embarrassment before, in order to deceive everyone sitting here?"

Seeing that Jieyin didn't speak, Yue Yuanzhou immediately gave him a big hat again.

"I"

Looking at the gazes cast by the crowd, he is always on his back, and now he is really hard to get off.

However, Jieyin is worthy of being the future leader of the West, and after only two breaths, he thought of a countermeasure and said: "We monks, how can we sit on such a thing that has no moral rhyme? The futon is on the ground, sit quietly on the futon Those who are above can turn their hearts to the sky, clear their minds and souls, and enter the samadhi without self, so that they can hear the supreme way. On the other hand, things like this are extremely weird, and they must be things from the outside world. We all have our hearts towards the way. Can sit on such a monster."

Boom!
Just as he was receiving the high-spirited talk, there was a burst of Huang Zhong Da Lu's voice from Zixiao Palace.

"High lying on the nine clouds, the futon is true."

"Beyond the black and yellow of heaven and earth, I shall be the head teacher."

"Pan Gu produces Tai Chi, following two rituals and four images."

"Leader of Xuanmen Capital, transform into Hongjun with one Qi."

The sound and shape came together, and with the appearance of the high-profile chanting poems, Hongjun's figure suddenly appeared on the futon in the center of the platform, soundlessly, without any warning at all.

"Welcome Daozu!"

Many congenital gods saluted one after another and paid homage to Hongjun.

Anyway, although Hongjun has not really preached the prehistoric world, it stands to reason that he should be called a saint, but after all, it is a matter of clarification, and it will be the same sooner or later.

Jieyin naturally turned around to salute.

The appearance of Hongjun announced the end of the turmoil.

According to common sense, no matter how unwilling the person involved is, they can only give up.

But Jieyin is not an ordinary person, he is now thinking about how to continue to behave miserably in front of Hongjun, he has long since given up his shame.

Hongjun raised his hands on the upper cloud bed, signaling to all living beings to be free.

However, just when he was about to straighten his body after bowing and saluting, he suddenly felt that his calf joint was hit, the force was so strong that even he in the Daluo Jinxian realm could not bear it.

The attack of strength happened just as he was saluting Hongjun, so he was really caught off guard.

Under this collision, he lost his center of gravity and fell backwards, but just when he thought he would make a fool of himself in front of the saint, he felt a soft feeling on his buttocks.

The tactile sensation came, and I still don't understand what happened.I was being tricked by someone, and I sat on the office sofa.

Sure enough, a similar tactile sensation came from behind, and both hands also touched the armrests on both sides of the chair, which was soft and extremely comfortable.

However, this kind of comfort makes the souls of the deceased feel excited.

Everyone was sitting on the floor, but he was the only one sitting on the sofa. The height of the sofa was too high. If there was a long table between him and Hongjun, they would be able to have a good time drinking and chatting.

What is maverick, what is out of the crowd, what is Muxiu Yulin, the introduction is now.

He was about to jump up, but found that the eyes of many innate powers in Zixiao Palace were all looking at him, only Yue Yuanzhou looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and his blood was blocked. , almost vomiting three liters of blood.

Jie Yin was about to make jokes, but when he saw Hong Jun's eyes that were deep and steady, there was a mysterious light flowing in them, as if looking at him from time to time, his heart trembled, and he didn't dare to say anything .

"It's over, it's over, Pindao has been harmed by this Shenzhou Taoist." Jieyin shouted in his heart, and a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face, explaining to everyone what is the true color of suffering.

Feeling the intersection of countless gazes, especially Hongjun's eyes staring deeply at him, Jieyin really felt like a light on his back at this moment, like sitting on pins and needles.

Now, if Jieyin were to choose who was the person he hated the most in this life, he would definitely say Yue Yuanzhou without hesitation.

He originally thought that Yue Yuanzhou would create such a seat, and after Daozu Hongjun came out, he would fight against the army to see how Yue Yuanzhou would end up, but who would have thought that a mere Dao Luo Jinxian in the early stage would dare to take advantage of Daozu Hongjun's appearance? When it attracts attention, it counts on itself.

Hongjun's appearance shocked all the monks present, they obviously couldn't see through Hongjun's cultivation level.

On the futon on the high platform, Hong Jun looked down at the sentient beings, his eyes slowly moved away from Jie Yin, swept towards the crowd, and finally stopped on Yue Yuanzhou, his eyes were full of warning.

Hongjun couldn't understand why Jieyin sat on that office sofa.

"Ru, why is this so?" Hong Jun asked.

The voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, echoing in Zixiao Palace.

What?
Didn’t he preach as soon as he came out? Why did such an episode come suddenly?

Yue Yuanzhou was so far away that he almost whistled. He was waiting for Hongjun to speak, but he didn't want Hongjun to ask himself.

You can't see the Taoist rhyme of my industrial giant Luo Jinxian, right?
A mere saint should not have such ability!
Yue Yuanzhou denied this idea, then glanced at Hongjun, and said in a loud voice: "Sage, respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of my generation of oriental monks. It is not easy to come thousands of miles from the west. His clothes are ragged, his breath is unstable, and his appearance is haggard. His spirit is like a dying person, and his appearance is like a dying person. If I have a seat to listen to the sermon, I am afraid that I will say that the oriental monks do not know how to respect the elders. Wouldn't this be unfair to many monks?

However, although I admire Taoist Hongyun's righteousness, I don't have a seat to give him, and I am afraid that this Western virtuoso will be greeted like the previous Zhunti Taoist, grabbing the pillar with his head and laying his body on the spot, so I made this bad plan.

So that the saints will know that this seat is called an office sofa. I have traveled for tens of thousands of years, based on the mystery of the monk's body, and devoted myself to studying it for thousands of years. Fang has to be refined,

It is most suitable for the elderly and frail people. Sitting on it can relax the muscles and activate the collaterals, and promote the circulation of spiritual energy in the body. If I don't see this Western master looking like a rotten tree, I really don't want to give it up.Now, what I use in the sage's preaching is all my heart of respecting the old with fists and fists. Don't blame the sage who wants to be a Taoist. "

Patriarch Hongyun heard Yue Yuanzhou mentioning himself, and said that his actions were righteous, and he was in a good mood. He immediately had the feeling of meeting a confidant.

Kunpeng was already full of joy in his heart now, he looked at the eloquent Yue Yuanzhou, and secretly said in his heart: Taoist Shenzhou, I, Kunpeng, owe you a karma.

Jieyin and Zhunti's faces became darker the more they listened, but this was Hongjun Daozu's question, and it was not easy for them to interrupt, so they could only listen with restrained anger.

The others looked like they were watching the show, and planned to see if Hongjun would blame the Taoist Shenzhou.

And when Yue Yuanzhou was talking, Hong Jun was also staring at him.

After finishing speaking, Hongjun didn't seem to see any flaws, so he slowly looked away, and said: "From now on, the seat will be seated like this and cannot be changed. This sermon will last for 3000 years."

Hearing Hongjun's words, the others were looking forward to it, but Jieyin was stunned.

What do you mean 'From now on, the seat will be seated like this, and it cannot be changed! 'Doesn't it mean that next time I have to sit on this office sofa and listen to the sermon?
What is this called? Jieyin's eyes went dark, and he felt that his world had turned gray, his path was dark, and all thoughts were lost.

(End of this chapter)