Luck: I lay flat and was forced to create a flood

Chapter 73 Different Seat Controversy
Ever since Tang Ping solved Hongjun's problem, he was also relieved.

And then, the entire Great Desolation also entered a stage of rapid development.

The main reason is that Tang Ping needs hunters to help him hunt the primordial beasts.

And Hongjun is also secretly planning his own affairs.

For example, accepting the six saints as disciples.

Tang Ping didn't care about this, as long as Hongjun didn't destroy Honghuang, then he wouldn't care what he did.

As long as you don't touch yourself, you can accept whoever you like.

What's more, with the six sages in place, Honghuang can go a step further.

It's just that this time it's not as simple as Liu Sheng.

Tang Ping started to solve his own problems as soon as he solved Hongjun's problem.

But now his own inner world has become a chaos.

In desperation, Tang Ping could only open up a big world again in this chaos, just like Pangu opened the sky.

Tang Ping felt like he had seen a ghost, why did he feel like he was making dolls!
Chaos gives birth to floods, floods give birth to gourd vines, gourd vines regenerate chaos, and chaos regenerates the great world.

Tang Ping looked at the big world opened up in his inner world, and it was like seeing a ghost.

"Forget it, forget it, anyway, it's just a place for the law of evolution, no matter what it will become."

Tang Ping didn't bother to use his brain cells either, which didn't fit his personality either.

However, Tang Ping did not notice that due to his indifference, the inner world was deriving the laws of the prehistoric world.

As a result, the inner world has become similar to the prehistoric world of the previous life.

Tang Ping changed the prehistoric world in the creation space, but failed to change the prehistoric world in his inner world.

This is all because Tang Ping stopped paying attention after creating the inner world.

Anyway, it's a place where the law of evolution, as for what it becomes, has little to do with him.

Under such circumstances, Tang Ping entered a state of retreat.

And the whole prehistoric has also entered a high-speed development.

First of all, Hongjun started accepting disciples and preaching.

I thought that I was a saint anyway, and my preaching would definitely attract a large number of extremely talented beings.

In fact, when Hongjun preached for the first time, all the creatures who had reached Daluo Jinxian in Honghuang went to Zixiao Palace.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the two Golden Crows also went to Zixiao Palace.

However, what made Hongjun feel depressed was that his six futons were indeed seated by his default disciples.

However, what made him depressed was that the scene that originally planned to snatch the futon did not appear.

Not only that, but what the hell are the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the two Golden Crows making way there?

"Taiyi, brother Dijun, there are six futons, and there are only two of you, so two of you can sit on it."

"No, no, we're just here to meet fellow Daoist Daoists. As for the futon, we don't need to sit on it. Fellow Daoists should sit on it."

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches waved their hands again and again, "We have twelve people, and it's not good for anyone to sit here."

Immediately, he glanced at Patriarch Kunpeng, "Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, why don't you sit on this futon."

When Kunpeng saw it, he shook his head like a rattle.

"No no no, I am the mount of the sage of Chu, how can I sit here, I just came to see it."

The sage of Chu that Kunpeng spoke of was naturally Tang Ping.

When thinking about his own name, Tang Ping simply took the country name of the Great Chu Kingdom as his Dao name.

In this way, it not only reduced the death of brain cells, but also won the favor of the people of Great Chu, and the power of faith increased steadily.

Seeing that Patriarch Kunpeng was unwilling to sit there, the Twelve Ancestral Witch's eyes lit up when he saw Patriarch Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi just coming in.

"Fellow Daoist, everyone knows your reputation in Honghuang, and you must have this seat!"

Hong Yun was a little confused, just like the Daxian Zhen Yuanzi who was beside him.

However, seeing that seat, they also shook their heads.

They are Tang Ping's apprentices, how could they sit in this position.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't know this, and they continued to persuade them.

However, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were determined and refused to sit down.

The crowd gave way here for a while, which made Patriarch Hongjun, who was hiding behind to watch the play, have a toothache.

At this moment, Sanqing came hand in hand.

They didn't have the slightest pretense, they sat down without waiting for the crowd to let them sit.

However, this move made the group of people who were still humble just now look bad.

Especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they persuaded everyone to sit down just now.

After all, their witch clan is now at its peak, and they still want to win over all the prehistoric races.

However, who would have thought that three stunned young men would sit down unceremoniously.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are still staying in Daluo Jinxian.

They have already reached the realm of quasi-sages.

With Tang Ping's cultivation methods, the shortcomings of their witch clan have been made up for.

Not only the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but many present have reached the quasi-sage state.

And these people have a common feature, that is, they are all apprentices that Tang Ping secretly accepted.

As for Sanqing, he is still at the peak of Daluo Jinxian.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches can hide their cultivation, but Sanqing can't find out at all.

In Sanqing's view, he is definitely the strongest group in the prehistoric era, so he naturally doesn't need to show embarrassment to anyone.

Unfortunately, they were dead wrong.

In the scene, there are many people who are stronger than them.

Although Sanqing didn't give the Twelve Ancestral Witches any face, the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't explode on the spot.

After all, this is the saint dojo, even if this saint is much worse than Tang Ping.

But a saint is a saint, not something they can offend.

Over time, many strong ones have arrived.

When some people saw the futons, they didn't bother to sit down. These were all secretly accepted by Tang Ping as apprentices.

And some other people, seeing that these people are not seated, dare not sit down.

At this moment, Nuwa and Fuxi also came here.

But they are not as arrogant as Sanqing.

Seeing that everyone was standing and not taking their seats, he was a little apprehensive.

The heart that wanted to sit down disappeared in an instant, just like these people, he also stood there.

However, seeing Fuxi and Nuwa being so capable, Di Jun was moved.

He was still thinking about the benefits if he could win over these two people, so he took a step forward, "You two, there are still two seats here, I think you two have come from a long way, why don't you sit down and rest."

When Di Jun spoke, Fuxi and Nuwa were taken aback for an instant.

He looked at the crowd, but saw that they were silent.

This one is the strongest among the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Two Golden Crows.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches had invited many people to sit down just now, and neither of the two Golden Crows spoke.

Now that Emperor Jun invited Fuxi and Nuwa to sit down, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would naturally not stop him.

Fuxi and Nuwa also understood that this futon must have other purposes.

They both wanted to sit down.

It can be seen that everyone is standing, so there is no movement.

Now that Di Jun invited them, the two just sat down with a little restraint.

But when they sat down, there was only one seat left.

(End of this chapter)