Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

The spiritual energy here is also extremely rich, and above the Taoist Palace, there are dozens of spiritual dragons tumbling and circling.

Countless immortals gathered outside the Taoist Palace, just looking at the Zixiao Palace, they all sighed.

There is no other reason, the chance for the saint has already settled.

Sanqing, Nuwa, and Kunpeng and Hongyun, who had arrived that night.

They never thought that the last position would be occupied by these two people.

At this time, Xie Yin had just arrived outside the Zixiao Palace, and he had an obsession in his heart, so even though he knew that the futon inside had already been seated, he still walked in.

His eyes glanced around, ignoring Sanqing and Nuwa who closed their eyes and rested.

These four are the internal disciples of the ancestor Hongjun, and he naturally has no way of finding a breakthrough.

Then, his eyes fell on Kunpeng, who was unfamiliar with him and had a withdrawn temperament, so he didn't seem to have the chance to impress him.

Therefore, he could only look at the red cloud.

The latter was dressed in a red robe and had a very dusty temperament. After sensing the gaze of the receptionist, he looked at him with a kind smile.

Inspired by that smile, accepting his heart, he walked towards Hongyun, but when he was in front of him, he suddenly bowed deeply.

Hongyun was a little stunned, and hurriedly stood up to support him.

At this moment, I heard a voice coming from under the drooping head of Jie Yin.

"Fellow Daoist must save me, save the whole West!"

Hongyun sighed and helped Zhunti, unable to make Zhunti stand upright, and said helplessly, "Brother Dao, what is this, there is a Western religion in the West now, and luck is the same for a while, you and Zhunti Daoist friend, You are also one of the best immortals in this world, how can I save you, and how can I save the West?"

Only then did Jie Yin stop, and his eyes were already a little sparkling. In terms of acting skills, I am afraid that at this time, Jie Yin was already at its peak.

"My fellow Daoist is wrong. I seem to be strong in the West now, but in fact, the spiritual veins are exhausted, and there is no way to gather that luck. If I can't become a disciple of the ancestor of Hongjun today, I am afraid that soon, the whole of the West will be It fell apart, so I asked my fellow Daoist to save me!"

Hongyun knew the meaning of receiving and citing from the very beginning, but he was a red cloud proving the Tao, and his heart was as soft as a cloud. If you made him harden his heart to refuse to receive and lead, he could not do it.

He let out a long sigh, and felt even more entangled in his heart. He wanted to be a good person again and give the West a favor.

But in his heart, he also wanted to be the saint who stood tall in the sky.

Seeing Hong Yun's hesitation, Xie Yin felt even more hope in his heart. He grabbed Hong Yun's arm and knelt down.

"Now my junior brother has been captured by that unidentified master. I sacrificed my life to escape from there, and even used my blood essence to increase my speed to come here, because I know what I have on my shoulders, if I can't have one today As a result, I have no face to go back to the West, and I have no face to face my junior brother!"

This remark made Hongyun even more shaken.

He is a kind-hearted person, and when he heard that he was so painful, he already had [-]% of the thoughts in his heart and wanted to move away.

"Brother Dao, you get up first, we can all discuss, this position may be an opportunity for sanctification for you, but for me Hongyun, I really don't like it very much. I am a cloud, and I pay attention to it. The only thing is that it is free and easy, swaying with the wind, I didn't expect the West to be like this now, don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory answer."

After listening to this, Xie Yin felt a joy in his heart, and then stood up from the ground, wiped his eyes shyly, and looked at the red cloud.

The latter took a step away slightly, exposing the futon in front of the receptionist, and then he said, "If you can save the earth from water and fire, it will make me happier than becoming a saint, you sit on it. , the preaching will officially begin soon, I hope that after you become a saint, you can abide by your original heart and save..."

Before Hongyun finished speaking, he directly sat on the futon and rubbed his butt on the futon. He said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank Daoist friend, I will never forget the kindness of Daoist friend today!"

Hongyun's face was embarrassed, but she nodded and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, I will go out to listen to the class."

Kunpeng, who was not far away, looked at the two of them, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of drama in his heart.

At this time, Hong Jun, who was sitting on the main seat of the dojo, suddenly opened his eyes, and the whole world seemed to be much brighter because of his eyes.

His eyes swept across the people present, and finally fell on the person who received the lead, but he was slightly suspicious in his heart.

Of the six futons, four were indeed his pre-determined disciples, and it was no secret.

But his plan with Tiandao was to hand over the remaining two futons to the two of the Western Sect.

Why are you only seeing the reception today and not being able to mention it?

His fingers tucked into his sleeves began to move slightly, and the aura continued to linger on him.

Hongjun said something in his mouth, but in the end he got the result.

It is no wonder that the set track was deviated, and it turned out that someone inserted a foot in the middle.

It was the Sun Wukong who came from the future, who had the power of a saint, but not the body of a saint, who influenced the original trajectory.

He was slightly calm, but he was wary of Sun Wukong.

Although the future he told him with the help of a will, Sun Wukong is a bit difficult.

But today, he really understood the meaning of this difficulty.

Just when Hongjun was about to start preaching, a figure broke into the Zixiao Palace, but after seeing the six people sitting on the futon, his face turned pale.

Jie Yin also looked over and said in shock, "Junior Brother, you are here!"

Chapter [-] The Preaching Begins

At this moment, Zhun Ti looked at the reception and only felt mixed feelings in his heart.

It looks like he has got the coveted position. Seeing him like that, he should be very happy, right?

He began to doubt, doubt everything that exists in this world, and its value.

Jie Yin knew that he should be dissatisfied because of his abandonment.