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Chapter 727: Pattern and Toilet(1/2)

"The last burst of Hongmeng Purple Qi..."

With the purple light in his hand, Hongjun raised his head and looked at the monks in Zixiao Palace who were listening to the sermon.

"Teacher, please have mercy."

Those who were smart had already knelt on the ground.

Especially Hongyun, Kunpeng and others felt so regretful that their intestines were turning green.

Six futons, six holy places.

At first, the two of them were already sitting on it.

Hongyun even foolishly gave up her seat.

This is not a futon, but a holy throne.

The opportunity to become a saint was thrown away by me. Why did I feel sorry for the two of them in the first place? I must be the one who is pitiful.

Hongyun's mouth already had a fishy-sweet taste.

Throughout my life of practice, I have always been happy and carefree. At this time, I couldn't help but realize the malice of fate.

"It's actually like that."

Compared with Taoist Hongyun's self-pity and regret for giving opportunities to others, Kunpeng's heart is burning with hatred. He did not do it voluntarily, but was forced by the situation.

When the Western duo came to Zixiao Palace, they were just pretending to be pitiful. They probably didn't expect to get two seats. However, Hongyun's idiot actually gave up his seat, prompting the Western duo to come on the stage and cooperate with Yuan's speech.

The situation was so overwhelming that Kunpeng was no longer embarrassed to sit down. As a result...

It was such a bargain, but it was picked up by his biggest enemy, Mu Tao Ren.

Thinking of this, Kunpeng was so angry that his head was smoking.

I hate Taoist Mu, I hate Jie Yin, I hate Zhunti who died, and I also hate the original Taoist.

Of course, what he hates most is Taoist Hongyun.

This idiot...

At this moment, Hongyun and Kunpeng were not the only ones in Zixiao Palace to regret.

People like Di Jun, Tai Yi and others were so regretful that their intestines turned green.

When Yang Lin fought for the last futon, what did he say?

On that day, people directly said that what they were robbing was not the futon, but the future holy throne.

He even incited everyone to grab seats...

Does anyone believe it?

I guess many people thought that Taoist Mu was a fool, thinking that he was talking nonsense to divert trouble from others.

He wanted to drag everyone into trouble and help him face the strong coercion of Zhiti and even the original Taoist.

As a result, no one responded.

Facts have proved that the Mu Dao people are primitive in their verbal battles and angrily criticize the Western duo. Even if they form a big feud and cause trouble, they still have to hold their seats firmly. Afterwards, they even had a big fight with Jie Yin Zhunti and beheaded him.

Killing Zhunti completely established an image that no one dared to provoke.

When it comes to this holy position, the other five people all sit comfortably and take advantage of it.

Only Mu Taoist could not sit easily, he had to risk his life to do so.

You have to be convinced of this.

I don't want to fight for it, and I don't want to work hard. I just want to sit back and enjoy the results. It's right to regret at this time.

That's too late.

'Give it to me, give it to me...'

Everyone looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Hongjun Daozu's hand, and their saliva almost flowed out.

"That's all, I'll leave it to you so you can take care of yourself."

An inexplicable look flashed in Hongjun's eyes, and the purple light slipped into Taoist Hongyun's Lingtai Sea of ​​Consciousness.

"No……"

"How can it be?"

"Did he give up his seat in the first place?"

A series of roaring and desperate roars sounded all around.

Kunpeng, in particular, had a dark look in his eyes.

'This stupid guy caused me to lose my holy position. After going round and round, the Hongmeng Purple Qi actually fell back on him. Could it be that stupid people have stupid blessings? God is unfair.'

At the far side, Styx Dao Fen, dressed in blood-red clothes, held Yuantu Abi in his hand, with his fingers pinching until the veins appeared. There was a cold light in his eyes, and he lowered his head again without saying anything.

Taoist Hongyun was so happy that he didn't notice the murderous eyes of the monks around him. He just dragged Zhen Yuanzi and laughed wildly: "Zhenyuan, look, look, haha, Taozu is indeed

You are also optimistic that I will become the seventh saint between heaven and earth, Zhenyuan, don’t worry, I will definitely not forget your benefits when I become a saint..."

Zhen Yuanzi had a deep look of worry in his eyes, and at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

To be honest, he was also very sad.

I don't want to say anything.

In fact, it goes without saying.

Do you think Hongyun is stupid? He is just a bigot, so what if he is reminded that there is danger? He knows that there is danger, but he thinks that he has friends all over the world and is as strong as anyone, so he will not believe that anyone will try to take advantage of him.

.

In a word: I'm not afraid.

"You'd better be more careful." Zhen Yuanzi had no choice but to suppress the sourness in his heart and lowered his voice: "When you leave the Zixiao Palace, I will block it for you and run away immediately. The farther you run away..."

"Alas... Zhenyuan, you are still so timid. Who dares to snatch the treasure given by Daozu? Who can?"

"You, you, or you?"

He stretched out his hand one by one, touching Dijun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng. He nodded towards the monks from all directions and smiled from ear to ear: "You see Sanqing Nuwa and the others are not worried at all. Mu Taoist

You don’t care about other people’s jealous looks at all, Zhenyuan, you’re still a bit too small-minded.”

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."



Hongyun's incident was just a small incident.

Taoist Hongjun thought that if he wanted to join the Tao, he would rarely appear in the wilderness in the future. At this time, he explained everything one by one as if he was explaining the aftermath.

"Tai Qing, you are a poor Taoist disciple. This thing is the innate treasure Tai Chi Diagram. It has endless wonderful uses. It is specially given to you and you can experience it on your own."

The innate treasure was given so casually.

Everyone was shocked again.

"Yuqing, this is the innate treasure Pangu Banner. It can open up chaos. I hope you can make good use of it."

Hongjun took out another thing and gave it to Yuan Yuan.

This time, everyone no longer even thought of being amazed and envious. It was another innate treasure.

His direct disciples are awesome.

"Shangqing, this object is the Zhuxian Formation. It contains the Four Swords of Zhuxian. It is a killing treasure with unpredictable power. Once the formation is laid out, it will be difficult for only the Four Saints to break it. You should use it with caution..."

Tongtian received the Zhuxian Formation Diagram and was also overjoyed.

This time, even Yang Lin rolled his eyes.

All are treasures.

No need to ask, when the time comes for you to be allocated, you will probably just throw it away as a common commodity.

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Next, Nuwa got the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map and the Red Hydrangea, which are rare innate spiritual treasures. Their power is comparable to the treasures, but it is still much worse than what the Sanqing Dynasty got. It is not on the same level.

And Jie Yin obtained the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus, which is also a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The defensive ability is comparable to that of a treasure, and it can also suppress luck.

When they arrived at Yang Lin, Hongjun's words were still calm: "This thing is one of the innate five-color and five-square flags, the green lotus flag, and I will give it to you..."

Well, few are better than nothing.

If we say that there is a set of innate five-color and five-square flags, it must be the best innate spiritual treasure, and the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls have endless magical uses.

However, a single flag, although it can be regarded as an innate spiritual treasure, is much worse than the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus. Apart from being given to disciples for a use, it basically does not have much help to Yang Lin.

The attack power is not as good as one's own punch, and the defense power is not as good as his current physical body. The auxiliary function is that it can breed vitality, evolve formations, and form a mountain-protecting formation. It is still possible, and that's about it.

Registered disciples have no human rights.
To be continued...
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