Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1664 Taoist Ran Deng, Hongmeng Purple Qi
  "Teacher, please come in, fellow Taoists!" The majestic palace door of Yuxu Palace opened with a bang.

The Antarctic Immortal came out and looked at everyone and said with a smile.

For a moment, everyone became solemn and began to tidy up their appearance.

Zhang Yan quickly threw a few dust-removing curses on Dao Xingzhenren and fed him a Nine-flower Jade Dew Pill.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!" Master Dao Xing said with gratitude. Otherwise, it would be a grave sin to lose one's dignity in front of the saint.

"There's only so much I can do." Zhang Yan nodded and went to the front.

He was the first to come up to Yuxu Palace, so he should be the first to go.

Everyone, headed by Hao, walked in respectfully under the leadership of the Antarctic Immortal.

He knelt down and said, "The little immortal pays homage to the saint. May the saint live forever!"

"Ding! Side mission, sign in at Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain." The system suddenly spoke.

"Sign in!" Zhang Yan muttered silently.

"Ding! Successfully signed in and received a wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi."

"Get up!" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was indifferent. "Keep your head up."

Everyone raised their heads, but lowered their eyes, not daring to look directly at the saint's face.

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced around and paused when he saw Zhang Yan, his meaning unclear.

"Eldest brother, third brother," Yuanshi Tianzun turned around and pointed out something. "Does anyone care about it?"

"I only have one disciple, Xuandu, in this life." Saint Taiqing smiled and shook his head.

Master Tongtian knew that Yuanshi Tianzun was speaking to him, hoping that he would take over Huanglong Zhenren.

But Tongtian Cult Leader did not fulfill his wish. Why should he take over someone whom Yuanshi Tianzun disdained?
  Over the years, Yuanshi Tianzun has repeatedly belittled his lovely disciples, and the Tongtian leader has long been angry.

At this time, I am happy to see him suffer a dumb loss. "Thank you, second brother, for your kindness," the leader of Tongtian Cult smiled wildly and wildly, as if he was watching a good show. "Apprentice! I still prefer to pick it up myself."

Yuanshi Tianzun paused, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

The pressure of the saint became stronger and stronger as time went by. The faces of everyone below were pale, but they did not dare to move, and their bodies were almost stiff when they stood.

Fortunately, at this moment, Baihe Boy suddenly came in and broke the deadlock.

"Sir! The two uncles, Taoist monk Ran Deng, are here." Boy Baihe kowtowed respectfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, what was he doing here at this time?
  But he still said: "Please come in!"

"Meet the saint!" A man with a black hat and a slightly evil spirit walked in outside the door and kowtowed respectfully.

"Fellow Randeng Daoist, there is no need to be so polite." Yuanshi Tianzun had a smile on his face but it didn't reach his eyes.

After all, they were once three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, and they could be regarded as half of their fellow disciples. Even if they were already saints, they never had to perform this kind of ceremony. Now I am afraid that I have nothing to offer, and my diligence is either an adultery or a theft.

"Fellow Taoist, you came to my Yuxu Palace in a hurry, but you have something to do?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked lightly, "I am recruiting disciples at this time, why don't we come and take a look?" ''

"Reporting to the saint, Ran Deng came here just for this matter." Taoist Ran Deng said with a smile.

"Oh?" You're not here to steal his apprentice, are you? If he is willing to give it up to Supreme Tongtian, it is a family matter.

It would be a slap in the face if others tried to rob it.

"I want to take the saint as my teacher. Is it possible?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned for a moment.

"Pfft!" Leader Tongtian, who was drinking from a wine glass and watching a show, sprayed the wine directly.

Even the Supreme Saint, who had always been quiet and inactive, twitched his lips.

(End of this chapter)