The spirit behind the gods

"No need, Dao Ancestor... My way is not the way of the desolation, and the Hongmeng purple qi is not necessary for me, as for your disciple... In my opinion, let's choose from among all the Taoist friends!"

Wuyou really doesn't look down on the position of the saint, once this pit jumps down, it is almost bound to the flood wilderness, which is equivalent to letting Wuyou help the flood wilderness to work for free, and bind to the big ship of the flood wilderness with one mind.

Wuyou and Pangu are not familiar with each other, and they are not descendants of Pangu, so this responsibility for maintaining the Honghuang Continent should be handed over to Sanqing, who is a descendant of Pangu, to deal with.

Seeing that Wuyou did not become a disciple of Hongjun, the Honghuang monks only felt that Wuyou was kicked in the brain by a donkey, and only those who knew Wuyou's heels understood his choice.

Skipping Wuyou, Hongjun's eyes swept over the monk below, as if searching for a suitable target.

The two brothers, Dijun and Taiyi, saw Hongjun's eyes sweeping over the two of them, and immediately straightened their chests, revealing their heroic side, trying to attract Hongjun's attention.

"Hmm--Teacher Hongjun, I hope that Teacher will take pity on me and wait for the barrenness of the West, and give me the Holy Throne of the West..."

Zhun Ti disregarded the image, directly prostrate on the ground and cried miserably, when Hongjun and Luo Hu fought in the West, almost destroyed the Western spiritual vein, Zhun Ti planned to use this incident to "coerce" Hongjun Daozu.

It's a pity that the quasi-promotion chose the wrong object, and if it was Hongjun before sanctification, I am afraid that he will be coerced.

But now Hongjun has already preliminarily agreed, how can he care about this little thing, not to mention that the problem of barrenness in the West is not impossible to solve in Hongjun's opinion.

His gaze continued to sweep, and Hongjun suddenly looked at the good old man Hongyun... Zhen Yuanzi beside him.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are the essence of the innate earth, and you have a great merit in the future, are you willing to become my registered disciple?"

Zhen Yuanzi, who didn't think he had any hope at all, suddenly heard his name being called, and Zhen Yuanzi didn't even come back to his senses.

It wasn't until Hongyun on the side pushed Zhen Yuanzi that Zhen Yuanzhai really realized that his blessing seemed to be about to explode.

"Yes, teacher!

On the surface, he maintained his calm, but Zhen Yuanzi was actually so excited that he was about to scream.

The six disciples accepted it, and also threw out six Hongmeng purple qi, and with Hongjun's last grab, another wisp of Hongmeng purple qi appeared in his hand.

"This wisp of Hongmeng purple qi is an ownerless thing... Let fate determine its fate!"

The people who were already disappointed, with the appearance of the last wisp of Hongmeng purple qi, looked at the Hongmeng purple qi floating out of Hongjun's hands one by one.

If it weren't for the fact that Zixiao Palace couldn't use any spells at all, I am afraid that the entire Zixiao Palace would have been overwhelmed by all kinds of magic powers at this time.

No one dared to take the lead, in front of Dao Zu, it was just a good strategy to grab with brute force, just as Hongjun Dao Zu said, everyone stared at each other, looking forward to the stars and the moon in their hearts, waiting for their own fluttering Hongmeng purple qi to fly in their direction.

Await?

Everyone doesn't know what kind of standard Hongmeng Purple Qi uses to choose the monks present as their owners, the only thing that can be determined is that Hongmeng Purple Qi can't fly out of Zixiao Palace, and among all the people present, there must be one person who will get this Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Syllable--

Hongmeng Purple Qi suddenly stopped in mid-air, and one hand grabbed Hongmeng Purple Qi, who was still undecided, and all the eyes staring at Hongmeng Purple Qi brushed down the hand and turned to the owner of the hand.

NO YU!!

When they saw who the owner of the hand was, the rest of the people were furious, and Taiyi was the first to jump out, and he almost pointed at Wuyou's nose and scolded angrily, "You--you have already given up Hongmeng Purple Qi just now, and now what do you want to do? Just now, it was clear that Hongmeng Purple Qi chose the master, you broke the rules, and you didn't release Hongmeng Purple Qi again!"

"yes, yes... Don't you want Hongmeng Purple Qi? In that case, give it to us!"

"Hongmeng purple gas is ours, don't interfere--"

"Hongjun Dao Ancestor, there is no way for him to break the rules!"

......

Taiyi's accusation suddenly attracted the satisfaction of countless monks, even if the vast majority of people did not have any expectations for the belonging of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but it was also a glimmer of hope if they couldn't stand it, and Wuyou's move directly cut off everyone's hope.

But Taiyi was going to be disappointed after all, Hongjun didn't say anything, as if he hadn't seen anything, and silently continued to watch the development of the situation.

And Wuyou was playing with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his hand that couldn't escape, and turned towards Taiyi and the others, "Breaking the rules? Daozu just said that fate determines the whereabouts of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and it's unfortunate... What I've always believed in is that fate... In your own hands!"

Wuyou doesn't need Hongmeng Purple Qi to become holy, but this doesn't mean that he will turn a blind eye to Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Hongmeng Purple Qi covered by this is also a treasure, whether it is given to a friend or exchanged, it is a first-class and easy to use.

"You--"

Taiyi was a little unhappy, and Hongjun's inaction recognized Wuyou's actions in disguise, which made many people, including Taiyi, secretly angry why they didn't make a move earlier just now.

Hongmeng Purple Qi has already fallen into the hands of Wuyou, and although the other people in the Zixiao Palace have fiery eyes, if they really want to say that they want to deal with Wuyou directly, no one really has that kind of courage.

Although Wuyou is very low-key in Honghuang, he is one of the people who sit on the six futons, and giving up becoming a disciple of Hongjun seems to be a bad move, but Wuyou is still inseparable from Sanqing and them, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an object that can be easily solved.

Seeing that everyone was calm again, Hongjun spoke again.

"Three thousand avenues, you can achieve the realm of chaos by law, only the former chaos demon god can do it, you want to go this way, it's difficult! difficult!"

Three difficult words in a row, so that the people who couldn't grab the Hongmeng purple qi became more and more ugly, and at the same time, their eyes looked at the seven people who were located in my Hongmeng purple qi, sanctification is equivalent to the shortcut of the Dao Mixed Yuan Infinite Luo Jinxian, which is enough to make everyone envious, jealous and hateful.