Zuwudijiang

Chapter 22
I don't know how long it has passed, thousands of monks have gathered at the gate of Zixiao Palace, including everything from the realm of celestial beings to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, but what surprised Di Jiang was how these celestial beings flew out of 33 days, could it be Hongjun? shot?No wonder he said that anyone who is predestined can come and listen, it seems that he is not just talking casually.

Just when all the monks were waiting bored, the gate of Zixiao Palace finally opened slowly, only the sound of whoosh was heard, and figures squeezed into Zixiao Palace. At this time, the gate was only half opened, and these monks couldn't wait .Di Jiang was greatly amazed at this scene. It seems that this bad habit of liking to swarm people has been passed down from ancient times. I just don’t know why in this respect, there is such a strong inheritance ability, while other elite cultures appear. There are multiple faults.

Di Jiang didn't hesitate, and led the other ancestral witches to squeeze in. He knew that there were six futon seats inside, so he didn't have to worry if he got one.Dijiang's 12 people are all physically strong. The other monks, who are their opponents, were all pushed aside. Looking at the monks who were squeezed by him, Dijiang felt very guilty. Was he too bullying? up?

Finally, Dijiang and others became the first group of monks to squeeze into Zixiao Palace. Looking at the six futons in the distance, they were very happy. They skipped the first three futons and sat directly on the fourth futon. He didn't dare to occupy the position of Sanqing, and that was Hongjun's default heir to the orthodoxy. If he took it by himself, would Hongjun agree?

That Sanqing also had some skills, as soon as Dijiang took his seat, they squeezed in. Seeing that Dijiang sat on the fourth futon, they were not modest, so they directly took the first three. At this time, Kunpeng also squeezed in. Looking at Di Jiang, he immediately sat next to Di Jiang on the fifth futon.After a while, Fuxi Nuwa, Dijun Taiyi and others also followed in. Seeing that there was only the last seat left, they all wanted to sit on it, but they saw that Hongyun came first, and when they stepped on it, they all got stuck behind. Di Jun and others were annoyed, and it was not easy to do anything in Zixiao Palace, so they had to let them sit on it.Nu Wa, who could have grabbed a futon seat, could only stand now because of Di Jiang's appearance.

Di Jiang looked back at the crowd, and it was not as chaotic as before. The futons were gone, and they found a random corner to stand in peace, waiting for Hongjun to come out to preach.Di Jiang looked at Kunpeng next to him again, and smiled at him. Kunpeng was very happy, but instead of smiling, he nodded to Di Jiang.

At this time, the gate of Zixiao Palace was about to close, but two strangely dressed Taoists rushed over, their faces were full of exhaustion, and they looked very tired.

Di Jiang smiled in his heart, Zhun Ti Jie Yin finally appeared on the stage, and he had to watch how they performed.

As soon as Zhunti entered the Zixiao Palace, he glanced around and saw six futons. His eyes lit up, and he fell to the ground and cried to Jieying, "Senior brother, you and I have worked so hard for the Western creatures and worked tirelessly. I came here for 33 days to listen to sermons, just to learn some skills for the benefit of Western beings. Now you and I are physically and mentally exhausted and have no seats to sit. When the Taoist ancestor preaches, how can we listen carefully? If we return with nothing, How can we face the thousands of souls in the west?" As he said, he burst into tears, with a vicissitudes of life on his face, as if facing Jiangdong's elders with shame, wanting to kill himself in Wujiang.

Jieyin originally had calm eyes and a pained face, but seeing Zhunti laying down on the ground crying to himself, his heart ached, sad tears suddenly poured out of his calm eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he tried not to cry out, The expression also became more painful.This scene made the eyes of many monks in Zixiao Palace turn red.

"These two are so pitiful." Standing beside Di Jiang, Houtu suddenly said, her eyes were slightly red, and there were traces of tears on her face.

Di Jiang sighed slightly, he could see that although Zhun Ti made it for everyone to see, the sadness he cried was real, and the two of them were not completely fake. Before being sanctified, they have been living very hard, but they still have not left the barren land of the West, but have always insisted on transforming the West into a world of bliss. This heart is good, but the method used is too shameless .

At this time, Hong Yun, who was known as a good old man, couldn't bear to look any longer, his eyes were slightly red, he stood up suddenly, and said: "Zhunti, you can rest on my futon for a while, but I'm not tired. Just stand and listen."

Zhunti's eyes lit up, he quickly sat on it, and then said to Hongyun, "Thank you, fellow daoist." Then he ignored Hongyun any more.

Hong Yun was stunned for a moment, smiled wryly, didn't say anything more, and stood back obediently.

"Why is Zhunti like this!" At this time Houtu said to Di Jiang again, but he felt that Zhunti's attitude towards Hongyun was a bit too much.

"You can't just look at people on the surface." Di Jiang said with deep meaning.Hou Tu frowned, but began to think.

Zhunti, who sat on the futon, looked very happy, but seeing that there was no seat for the receptionist, he couldn't help thinking again.The three sitting at the top have similar auras, obviously they are together, the three of them, my senior brother only has two, but they can't be provoked.He looked at Di Jiang again, and saw eleven not weak people standing behind him, guarding him faintly in front, not daring to provoke him.At this time, I looked at Kunpeng again, and saw that he was weak and weak, and there was no one standing beside him, so I couldn't help thinking about his seat. Although Kunpeng was not weaker than myself, there were two people on my side, but he was not afraid. With a decision in his heart, Zhunti no longer hesitated.Suddenly he pointed at Kunpeng and drank loudly.

"This is the place where the sage preaches. How can you have the right to sit with me when you have hatched from wet eggs, and you don't want to defile the futon left by the Taoist ancestor." Zhunti suddenly When he made an attack, he spoke in a stern voice, which shocked some monks who couldn't cultivate their minds.

When Kunpeng saw Zhunti suddenly yelling at him, he was extremely annoyed, and the three corpses jumped violently. If he hadn't worried that this was a saint dojo, he would have already attacked Zhunti at this time.

"Huh, I think you are the one who defiled the Taoist futon. You cried for the futon, and you were ashamed of others. Hongyun Taoist kindly gave up your seat to you, but you didn't have any sincerity in thanking you. I think you should hurry up and give up your seat." Give it back to Fellow Daoist Hongyun, I am ashamed to be separated from you." Kunpeng's voice was hoarse, but he was not the one who swallowed his anger. Back then, he even dared to kill Zhulong in the quasi-sage realm for revenge, let alone Zhunti.

On one side, Yuanyuan wanted to interject to say a few words about Kunpeng, he has always looked down on monsters, and this Kunpeng has a gloomy face, which makes people feel annoying.But seeing that Kunpeng was so strong, he swallowed back what he wanted to say. This person must have something to rely on for daring to speak like this, so it's better not to offend casually.

Zhunti didn't expect that Kunpeng would say something to fight back against him. He was furious and released his aura to lock Kunpeng.Kunpeng let out a cold snort, and released his aura to fight against it. For a while, the two masters of the late Daluo Jinxian wrestled in Zixiao Palace.

At this time, he watched the reception on one side, and walked over to Zhunti calmly, and at the same time released his momentum to bully Kunpeng together with Zhunti.

"Are you looking for death?" Di Jiang on the side suddenly stood up, and now he was really angry. You can be shameless, but you can't bully my brother. Di Jiang's eyes were blood red, and he stared at Zhun Ti Pick up two people.Zhunti greeted the two of them in surprise, what is this Dijiang doing, I don't seem to have provoked him.

Di Jiang didn't care if this was a saint's dojo or not, he walked straight up to the two people who were still oppressing Kunpeng with momentum, and under everyone's shocked eyes, he punched the unsuspecting quasi-raiser and leader directly. Knocked down.

"Brother Dijiang can't do it." Kunpeng also found Dijiang at this time, seeing him beating people directly, he was very worried, but at the same time very moved, having brothers like this, this life is enough.

"You, how dare you hit someone in the saint dojo." Zhunti fell to the ground, pointing at Dijiang with one hand, looking very angry.

"Someone dared to bully my brother first, why didn't I dare to beat him?" Di Jiang said coldly, this posture shocked everyone in Zixiao Palace.Everyone thought in their hearts, don't provoke this person in the future, but this person doesn't care about the consequences when he gets angry. He dared to do something in the saint's dojo. Yuanyuan is even more fortunate. Fortunately, he didn't say anything to satirize Kunpeng just now, otherwise Maybe I will lose my face too.

"Brother is so domineering." At this time, Gonggong on the side said to the other Zuwu, with an expression of being proud of being Dijiang's brother, and the other Zuwu were also excited, watching Dijiang's domineering leak from the side, Surprise the audience.Only Xuanming and Houtu were worried, wondering if Dijiang would be punished when Hongjun appeared.

There is another person whose eyes are a little different, but it is Di Jun standing in the distance. Looking at Di Jiang at this time, he can't help but think of the time when the Dragon Han was first robbed, he and Kunpeng and Di Jiang fought against Lin Zu and killed Zhulong together. Just now, he still had the urge to go up and fight against Zhunti with them, but he immediately thought of the picture of himself wearing a golden crown to dominate the wilderness, and he couldn't help suppressing this ridiculous urge .

"You, you..." Zhun Ti still pointed at Di Jiang, but couldn't say a word.

"What about me? Do you want to make gestures with me? Then you know how to do it. I just want to step on you a few more times." Di Jiang looked at Zhunti coldly.

At this time, Kunpeng on the side stopped trying to persuade him, and took a step forward firmly. If Di Jiang made a move, he would follow without hesitation, and at worst, he would be punished by Hongjun.

And the other ancestral witches also took a step forward with a powerful momentum, but they caught Zhunti in shock for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Dijiang, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding." At this time, Jieyin got up, and quickly pulled Zhunti beside him, and softened to Dijiang.

Di Jiang was not a person who didn't know what to do, so he didn't say anything when he saw that he was subdued, and went straight back to his seat.Kunpeng heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't make a big fuss, otherwise he would make Hongjun angry, and he would feel sorry for Brother Dijiang.Kunpeng didn't say anything, and returned to his futon.

Calm quickly returned to Zixiao Palace, but Zhunti and Jieyin didn't go to sit on the futon anymore, but stayed on the side obediently, the sixth futon was strangely empty, no one dared to sit on it at this time .Zhunti was very angry at this time, thinking about how to instigate Daozu to punish Di Jiang when Xia Hongjun appeared.

(End of this chapter)