Hong Huang: The opening game saved Hongjun, but added a chat group

Yuan Shi and Lao Tzu had already seen that under the three clearances, this quasi-mention and introduction were the most powerful, and no one else could compete with the two of them.

These two will become the climate, and they will be recognized by the saints, and then they will be sanctified.

So, selling a favor with the two of them can also be regarded as making friends.

Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi have one heart, so they also looked at Kunpeng coldly.

Kunpeng is a demon clan, and seeing that Jun Ti and Yuan Shi are all looking at themselves and threatening themselves, they look at Dijun and Taiyi, hoping that they can help.

However, Dijun and Taiyi saw that Kunpeng had just grabbed a seat, did not give it to them, turned their heads not to look at Kunpeng, and did not support.?

Seeing that there was no one to help, Kunpeng did not dare to give up his position.

He quickly sat up.

Seeing that Senior Brother had a position, Jun Ti shook from side to side, and then turned back to Hongyun and said, “Thank you so much for this time!” Jun Ti and Senior Brother thank you here! “?

Nuwa and Fuxi next to them saw Jun Ti performing like this, and they all showed contempt.

Zhun Ti did not feel it at all.

And Dijun and Taiyi even sighed even more brazenly, regretting that they were not as faceless as they were.?

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun looked at each other helplessly, sighed secretly, and then sat next to Jundi and Taiyi, closed their eyes and raised their minds, and stopped talking.?

After everyone sat down, a few more people came, and it turned out that the ancestor Wuhoutu had arrived.

I think that after the Tuzu Wu lineage, I don’t cultivate the Yuan God, I don’t chant the Yellow Court, I don’t know what happened here??

After everyone settled down, the futon between Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi was empty, and he couldn’t say what to say.

From time to time, someone looked at that futon.

But that Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi always reminded everyone with a warning look.

Therefore, no one dares to provoke them.

After all, in today’s Flood Barren World, Sanqing is the authentic Pangu sect, with the strongest heels, the deepest blessings, and boundless mana, and no one dares to provoke them.

What’s more, the two people behind them who were also helping Laozi and Yuan Shi were not exuding an aura of stern warning to those who had a voyeuristic heart.

This is equivalent to the four strongest in the current flood and famine, joining forces.

Later, the battle of the gods, why did Zhun Ti take over the two, and they would come from the west to help each other, and this futon dispute was the reason.

These four giants, before they were enshrined, had already formed an alliance and attacked and defended each other.

Saints, true saints?

No, no!

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this law adapts to all worlds.

But said that Hongjunduan sat in the void, looking at everything in the Zixiao Palace, looking at the empty futon, his eyes were full of doubts.

This time, why did Sanqing only come to Laozi and Yuanshi, that Tongtian, why didn’t he come?

He was one of his favorite disciples.

Moreover, he knew that Tongtian’s future achievements were definitely far above Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

Although the three of them are all transformed by the Pangu Great God Yuan Shen, in terms of qualifications, Tongtian is the best.

After Hongjun became holy, he knew the Dao of Heaven, and the reason why he preached to the Three Thousand Red Dust Visitors in the Zixiao Palace was to conform to the Dao of Heaven and be instructed by the Dao of Heaven.

What’s more, he always remembered the words of his life-saving teacher, and he must conform to the way of heaven and open up the flood and wilderness to the world.

Everything about himself is given by his teacher, the mysterious saint.

Moreover, he knew that his teacher, that saint, was secretly watching him, and he did not dare to slack off.

Although Hongjun became a saint, he kept Xiao Zhan’s words in mind every moment.

Of course, these are not what Xiao Zhan knows.

Hongjun knew that after he merged with the Dao of Heaven, six people would become holy, and after him, he would control this flood waste, which was the meaning of the Dao of Heaven.

Therefore, he must take all of these six as apprentices to help them become holy.

In this way, the entire flood will always be in his hands.

So set up six futons.

Of course, he knew that the people sitting on these six futons must be Sanqing, Nuwa, and Zhun Ti and Introduction.

However, now, the disciple who Tongtian, his favorite disciple, did not come.

In this way, his plan all failed.

He accepted Sanqing as a personal disciple, which was already in the plan of the Heavenly Dao.

He, as the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, must obey the days.

How can it be wrong to pass on three friends together?

Sanqing is his truly most orthodox disciple.

Hongjun looked at the faces of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi, obviously extremely ugly, and when his heart moved, he knew that there was something strange.

Pinch two fingers, and the law of creation turns into dotted lines that seem to be nothing.

Then, accompanied by a soft chirp.

Hongjun saw that in the void, a picture appeared.

That picture is the place of the three enlightened paths, on the Kunlun Mountain.

But I saw a handsome young man lying on the cloud bed, holding Erlang’s legs, and his mouth kept talking, as if he was communicating with someone.

Hongjun was surprised, with his divine power, he naturally saw that in the entire Kunlun Mountain, there was only one person in the sky.

But who he was talking to, and it was a look of excitement and expectation.

Listen intently,

But I heard Tong Tian shout happily: “Haha, those two logs have finally left, and they did not tie me up to meet the old man Hongjun who I least wanted to see, the wood that was hundreds of millions of years old.”

An old piece of wood, what kind of saint avenue can be said, where there is this group master, the war saint lord is powerful, a sweat hair, it will sweep across the ten thousand worlds.

I’m afraid that that old man Hongjun is not even as good as a single hair of the War Saint Lord, and a single sweat of the War Saint Lord can crush the body and bones of that old wood, and the soul will be scattered.

Besides, why should I be sanctified, why should I waste my youth, waste my time on that old man.

As long as I have a hair of the War Saint Lord, I will be invincible to the heavens and realms.

How boring the road of enlightenment, become a saint. ”