i am a tree [prehistoric]

Xirong glanced curiously at the six futons on the ground in the main hall.They look unremarkable, almost the same as the futons that can be seen everywhere in the prehistoric world, even a little poor, after all, those who pursue a little bit of wealth and quality, such as Yaodi Jun and others will not use this kind of futon.

If they were not here, but on the side of the main road, those arrogances who came here would probably not take a look at them, but in fact, these six futons that look like bad streets actually represent six holy seats!

In short, if you sit on one of these six futons, after the third Zixiao Palace sermon, you will be bestowed with the foundation of a saint by Taoist ancestor Hongjun, Hongmeng Ziqi.And this primordial purple qi can help its master to prove the fruit of heaven, saint and man better and faster.Achieving the position of saint.

Of course, this is only superficial. From Xirong's point of view, the position of saint is almost predetermined. The saint's own footsteps and future missions have already proved this point.So even though the six open space futons were in front of him, the water inside was too deep for Xirong to grasp, and he didn't want to.She just thought of another thing.

The reason why the name Hongyun, a good man, has become the most unique label in the prehistoric world is precisely because he gave up the futon he was sitting on when he gave his first sermon in Zixiao Palace this time...

Xirong thought of the fate she knew, and then recalled the Hongyun Taoist she met a hundred years ago, her eyes were a little puzzled, and she was allowed to rely on the old to sell the old...cough cough...Speaking of one thing, the other party is really honest and kind, a very good young man .

But if you get along with him, you will find that he seems to be soft-tempered, not stupid. It can even be said that being able to cultivate into a Daluo Jinxian shows that his brain is absolutely fine. Why did he cry a lot because of the two Westerners? Why don't you let go of such an important futon?

At this time, a sentence came from the side.

"Venerable Xirong, my master wants to see you, please follow me there."

Hongjun wants to see her?

Xi Rong saw that it was the girl who had just entered the inner hall who was speaking.She was not surprised by this situation, after all, she came too early, when the pre-determined future sage was still outside in the sea of ​​clouds, her eyes were blank, only she overtook a car in a corner, and walked in through the wall without opening the door.Who would Hongjun look for if he didn't look for her?

Xirong felt a little guilty, but she still put away the white lotus, followed the girl into the inner hall, into the innermost inner room.

The inner room was empty, and Hong Jun was sitting on the futon inside when he saw her coming.He flicked his sleeves, another futon appeared on the opposite side, and in the middle was a low table with jasper teacups and teapots on it, and white steam slowly rising.

"Fellow Daoist Xirong, please."

Fellow?

Xirong didn't expect that Hongjun would use this name for himself. You must know that he is now a saint and the name of the Taoist ancestor who preached in the prehistoric era. He is recognized as No. 1 in the prehistoric era. In this case, it is normal for Hongjun to call her Xiaoxi directly.

Could it be that Hongjun is actually an approachable person?

Not only was Xirong secretly puzzled, but even Yaochi who followed in was secretly surprised, after all, although she has been staying in this Zixiao Palace, she also knows the prestige of her master, saint and Taoist ancestor.Yao Chi, who always thought that his master was No. 1 under the Dao of Heaven, couldn't believe that there are still people in the world who can be called friends by his master.

Does this person have any special power?

Yao Chi looked suspiciously at the Tsing Yi Venerable one more time.The other party didn't notice her eyes.Just greeted Hongjun with a slight nod as before,

"Friend Hongjun."

Afterwards, Xi Rong lifted the hem of her clothes and sat cross-legged opposite Hong Jun.

Anyway, since Hongjun is willing to be commensurate with her Taoist friends, she will follow suit.As a good socialist young man who likes freedom and equality and doesn't seek strength at all, she is not interested in rushing to hug Daozu's thigh.

Little did he know, Hongjun's eyes flickered slightly as he watched her sit down generously.

He has become a saint, and his every move carries the rhyme of heaven and earth, and without deliberately restraining himself, the entire inner room is filled with the heavy pressure of heaven and earth that seems to be embodied on him.But the opponent didn't even slow down his pace, as if he didn't feel anything.He didn't show any strange expression because of the address he called her, neither was he in awe or ecstasy, and he still treated her with the same attitude as before.

Hongjun is not narcissistic and arrogant. He doesn't care about Xirong's usual attitude towards him. He just secretly guesses because of the other party's state. What about that one?

"Taste this tea."

Xirong didn't know what Hongjun was trying to sell.Slowly picking up the teacup, there was only green tea soup in the teacup, and there was no trace of the tea leaves. She took a sip and immediately paused.Then I said.

"Good tea."

But in fact, the tea smelled tangy, but tasted pale and tasteless. Xi Rong tasted it carefully and found that apart from the color and aroma, it tasted like plain water!

So under what circumstances would a guest serve this kind of strange tea that looks beautiful but actually has a little bit of taste?

Xirong: ...She just arrived a little earlier than the student you appointed, so there is no need to give her plain water to express dissatisfaction, right?Overtaking on a curve is not what she thought of!

Because of this thought, Xirong quickly discussed with Pangu a countermeasure. After all, this is a prehistoric place, so it's okay not to hug Daozu's thigh, but it's not a good thing to annoy Daozu.

However, when Pan Gu heard this, he smiled generously, telling her not to worry.This tea is really good tea.It was made by Hongjun condensing Dao Yun into tea with great mana.Ordinary people drink it, as if they have received the empowerment technique, and feel a strange knowledge of the Tao rushing in.It makes ordinary people forcefully enter the state of epiphany in an instant!

It's a pity that Xirong itself is not simple because she has no cultivation base and mana. She also rejects all foreign things, so that such good tea is just like plain boiled water to her. It had no effect at all.

After hearing this explanation, Xi Rong thought in a trance, got it, where is this tea?It is clearly the Shiquan Dabu Tang in the wild, right?It's a pity that the emptiness is not filled.Good things go to waste.

Hey, if he didn't dare to expose Pangu to Hongjun's eyes, he might be able to drink this good tea.

At the same time, Hongjun asked a question.

"How does this tea compare to Daoist Enlightenment Tea?"

Venerable Tsing Yi thought for a while, and said.

"Fellow Daoist, this tea has Taoism in it, and drinking it is very beneficial, but...in terms of taste, it is a little worse than my Enlightenment tea."

Yaochi, who was standing on the side with her head bowed, couldn't help but look up at the man again, with a strange look in her eyes.

After all, how good her master's tea is, she is the clearest. It is the good thing that she and Haotian's two accompanying boys have only tasted once, or the master despises them for being too stupid, and their cultivation level is improved. It was too slow to be rewarded, but this person actually talked about the taste, her Enlightenment tea is better, what a joke, her master's tea is clearly the most delicious in the wild...

Wait, what does Master's tea taste like?

Yaochi fell into confusion for a moment, because she suddenly found that she couldn't remember the taste of the tea she had drunk.And what she doesn't know is.

After all, Wudao tea is serious tea. Although the effect is not as good as the tea created by Hongjun, the taste of the tea is first-class, much better than his plain water. Of course, this is the product of Xirong's talent. Primordial cultivators like Yaochi and Haotian drank the tea, and they were so dazed by the Dao rhymes, so they couldn't notice the taste of the tea.

"My tea is not actually tea, but it's just a name. The taste is indeed inferior to that of Wudao tea."

Hongjun actually knows this better than anyone else, and this is just his temptation. Now it seems that Xirong's understanding of Dao is probably not inferior to his, otherwise he would never be so calm under the impact of Dao Yun Taste the true taste of this tea freely.

But this is the most frightening thing. He is not only a saint, but also the spokesman of the way of heaven. Even if he has not been in harmony with the way, his understanding of the way is far beyond that of ordinary saints, and Xirong's understanding of the way is comparable to his. Equally, this is problematic in itself.

Seeing that the venerable in Tsing Yi just smiled slightly at his words and didn't talk to him, Hong Jun paused and said again.

"Today I will give a lecture at Zixiao Palace, and Daoist Xirong is the first to arrive. It seems that Taoist friend and I have a good relationship with Zixiao Palace."

Hearing these words in the guilty Xirong's ears, it immediately became "How on earth did you cheat and smuggle into the country? Hurry up and tell me the truth, be lenient when you confess, and be strict when you resist!" '

Tsing Yi Venerable: "Coincidentally."

For a while, Xirong didn't know how to answer the situation where she ran from No.30 Erzhongtian to Zixiao Palace in a blink of an eye, so she could only make a draft in her heart, thinking that when Hongjun asked her how to get in later , How should I reveal my innocence that I was forced to "smuggle" from between the lines as much as possible.

However, what she didn't expect was that Hongjun took a sip of tea and then changed the subject.

"Actually, I thought you wouldn't come."

The Tsing Yi Venerable looked up at him. "Oh, how did you see that?"

Xirong seemed calm, but actually panicked a lot, because in her ears, Hongjun's words had changed their meaning.

Does this fast-forward to implying that she shouldn't even be here?I'm afraid it's not serving tea to see off guests, right?Don't give it a chance!

Hongjun didn't answer her question directly.

"You should know what I'm going to do in Zixiao Palace today."

He wants to preach in Zixiao Palace. This is not a discussion among Taoists. Tao should not be passed on lightly. This kind of preaching in Honghuang is a very serious matter, even if he will not admit it except for the few future saints appointed He has the name of mentor and apprentice with others, but all those who have heard him preach will still be shorter than him.

Although Hongjun still didn't know what was going on with Xirong, he knew that Xirong was very strong, and her way was very clear. With her heart and strength, she didn't need to come together like this.

Xirong: ...It's over, is it because she arrived too early, Hongjun thought she knew some secrets, thought she was going to grab the futon and take the position of saint?

"Of course I know about this, the entire Great Desolation is afraid that everyone knows about it.

The Tsing Yi Venerable seemed unable to understand what he was saying.

"Fellow Taoist is going to give a lecture in Zixiao Palace today. I have heard that there must be my teacher when three people go together. There is such a grand event today, so I wanted to bring Yang Mei to join us."

join in the fun. "

Hongjun took a deep look at her, but couldn't tell how much of what she said was true or not.

"Yang Mei?"

"Actually, I came with Yang Mei."

Venerable Tsing Yi smiled slightly.

"I didn't expect to come so early, but probably I was really lucky today, and I entered this Purple Firmament Palace with just a lift of my feet. I don't know where he is now."

So she really didn't come so early on purpose!

But Hongjun didn't know what Xirong was thinking, he just felt his eyes twitch when he heard the words "good luck".If you have a way to go, there will be help from the Dao of Heaven. I am afraid that there is no luckier person in the world than you!

The fairyland on one side is not as much as Hongjun thinks, she only knows the space chaos of No.30 Three Heavens.The wind was fierce, she and Haotian dared not go out casually until now, but the other party was able to pass through so many layers of barriers and enter the first Zixiao Palace, Yaochi couldn't help but take another look at his attitude of taking things lightly.

At this time, Hongjun looked sideways slightly in the direction of the hall, and someone was coming.

Sure enough, Haotian quickly came in to report, and three more people came in.

The existence of Xirong itself was a mystery that he couldn't see through, so he didn't notice that the other party had entered Zixiao Palace.Others naturally do not have this special treatment.

Standing on the sea of ​​clouds, Sanqing looked at the huge and majestic palace in front of him. The big words 'Zixiao Palace' on the plaque made them sure that this was the place they were looking for.

The gate of Zixiao Palace, which had been closed all this time, finally opened slowly, and the three of them did not close it after entering.Just waiting for the arrival of the latecomers.

Haotian saw the gate opened and three people came in, thinking to himself, this is the normal process of entering the Saint's Place, how did the woman in Tsing Yi step into Zixiao Palace without opening the gate just now?It's really strange.

He went up to greet him, smiled and asked the three visitors to wait, and he had to wait until all the people had arrived before his master could begin to preach.

It was Sanqing who came, and they didn't say much when they heard the words, they just nodded slightly, and after seeing the boy go in to report, they glanced at the empty hall.An idea popped into your head?

Looks like they were the first to arrive?

However, Sanqing has always considered himself to be the authentic Pangu, and this fact is not something they should be proud of. Afterwards, Lao Tzu glanced at the six futons.He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This futon..."

The current Honghuang is very prosperous. It is true that there are as many golden immortals as dogs, and Daluo is walking everywhere. The number of Honghuang monks who came today is not to mention tens of thousands, and the number will never be as small as six futons.If you want to give it, you can give it all, or if you don't give it, you don't give it at all. Putting on these poor six... Presumably Daozu must have other reasons?

Although Sanqing didn't know what the mystery was, they still moved freely and sat down on the first, second, and third futons tacitly.Then two more people rushed over.

The one who came was a gorgeous and gentle woman, wearing a lavender dress, gentle and luxurious.And behind him is a man with a refined appearance and a slender figure.These two are Fuxi and Nuwa brothers and sisters.They have been cultivating in the deep mountains and have never been in the limelight in the prehistoric, so that no one among the prehistoric monks has discovered that there are such two masters in the prehistoric.

When they found out that they found Zixiao Palace, they were overjoyed at first, and then found that the gate was open, and there were already three Taoists inside.Looking at the three Taoists again, it seems that they are the legendary Sanqing, and I suddenly feel that it is understandable.

Fuxi and Nuwa quickly settled down and walked in.Sanqing looked over immediately, but he didn't mean to say hello, just nodded slightly as a salute.

Seeing this, Fuxi and Nuwa just nodded slightly in return, and then noticed the remaining three futons.Nuwa, who was walking in front, moved her eyes slightly, and sat down immediately, only to find that Fuxi did not sit down, but stood behind her.

Fuxi is not a fool either. Like Nuwa, he saw that this futon might not be simple, but it was precisely because it was not simple that he had to stand behind his sister, because there were many smart people in the prehistoric world. .

Sanqing's ability is extraordinary, and he carried a little Pangu's merits and virtues when he transformed into form. No one dared to offend them at the risk of being contaminated with great cause and effect, but he and his sister were weak. A futon can be a bit reluctant.

"Brother you..."

Nuwa frowned slightly, and immediately understood Fuxi's meaning, subconsciously got up.Although I don't know what benefits this futon represents, but if there is only one futon between the two of them, then she can stand behind her brother and guard it.

However, Fuxi pushed down Nuwa who got up slightly with both hands.

"Don't think too much, you just sit in peace."

At this time, there was a loud whistling sound from outside the Zixiao Palace, and the huge Kunpeng rushed out of the sea of ​​clouds, and for a moment it seemed that there was a large piece of 'land' outside the Zixiao Palace.Then Kunpeng transformed into a human form and entered the hall.First, he glanced at the rest of the people, and then he saw the pitifully few futons.

He laughed.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Afterwards, Sanqing, Fuxi, and Nuwa didn't even look at it, and sat on it directly.But after sitting on it, he suddenly thought of the seat number, and his eyes turned to Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi and Tong Tian who occupy the top three.

Yuanshi has the most rigid and serious personality, and hates this kind of slippery peeping gaze the most. Seeing this, he looked straight over and snorted coldly.The voice was not loud, but it implied mana, which made Kunpeng froze. Knowing that these three brothers were difficult to deal with, he could only look away angrily.Close your eyes and meditate without looking at other people.

After Kunpeng sat down, a happy voice came.

"Zhen Yuanzi, we're here."

Hong Yun dragged Zhen Yuanzi to the Zixiao Palace with its gates open in the distance.Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the plaque and sighed with emotion.

"It's really thanks to you this time. I wasted time."

Both of them have always thought that he has a strong personality, so Zhen Yuanzi was the one who led the way, but he didn't want Zhen Yuanzi to lead Hongyun around like a headless fly for a long time but couldn't find a place. Fortunately, he suddenly thought that Hongyun's luck is always good, They simply changed to Hongyun to lead the way, but they didn't expect them to find it after only walking a few steps this time.

Hong Yun didn't think there was any delay, it would be nice if he could find it, but after he walked in, he found that the person who came was no more than two slaps away, he was slightly taken aback, he thought it was already late, but he didn't It's too early to think of it?

He has a kind personality, and he bowed his hands to a few people.

"I've seen you fellow Taoists."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't speak, but he also cupped his hands.

Fuxi and Nuwa had the best personalities, and they also returned a salute.Yuanshi and Tongtian were arrogant, they didn't move, they just nodded their heads slightly. Although Lao Tzu also harbored arrogance, his temper was not bad, so he looked up at Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi.

"There is one futon left, please sit down quickly, both of you."

What he said was strange, after all, a futon was not enough for two people to sit down decently.You can't let Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi embrace back to back, right?

However, Zhen Yuanzi's brain turned quickly, and he quickly reacted, and immediately pulled Hong Yun to let him sit down.

Hong Yun glanced at Fuxi who was standing behind Nuwa, and also reacted, whispering.

"Why don't you do it, and I'll help you guard it."

"Without you, I can't find the place or not."

Zhen Yuanzi was used to being strong in front of Hong Yun, so he directly pushed him down.

"Let you sit, just sit."

Then he stood behind Hong Yun himself, ready to help his friend guard the position.And it is obviously the right thing for them to plan ahead.Soon more and more prehistoric monks poured in, and everyone's eyes were swept over the empty hall and the futons under the six people's buttocks.

Naturally, there were also people who were ready to move, including Di Jun and others, but just as Di Jun and his men wanted to go forward, the Twelve Ancestral Witches who arrived earlier than them raised their feet tacitly, and the twelve blocked their way intentionally or unintentionally. road.

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhu Rong smiled.

"It's nothing. My feet are sore, let's loosen my muscles and bones!"

Disgust and coldness flashed in Di Jun's eyes. This group of big and three thick guys were as strong as bears. How could their feet be sore because of such a trivial matter?This is clearly trying to get in the way!

And Di Jun thought well, the Twelve Ancestral Witches just wanted to get in the way, and it had nothing to do with Sanqing and the other futon owners.Although they could see that the futon might be a bit mysterious, these upright men and girls had no interest in robbing.If you come first and come later, if you come late and are not as good as others, just stand there.

With such thoughts in mind, when they saw that Dijun and his people seemed to want to steal other people's futons, they immediately felt disgusted. In addition, they originally disliked Dijun and the others for various reasons.Seeing this situation, he immediately stepped forward.

Except for Houtu, the other Zuwu's calculations were clanging, just waiting for Dijun and the others to make the first move, and then they could take the opportunity to beat Dijun and the others again!

Di Jun glanced at these Zu Wu who were eager to fight, and then at the group of people on the futon who were obviously not easy to mess with, and finally he could only retreat back to his place aggrieved.

Although those futons are a bit special, but I still don't know what the secret is, just because of this, it is not worthwhile to fight with the Wu clan and those difficult guys.

A big battle disappeared without a trace, and the rest of the monks who were ready to move looked at each other, but they didn't make a move in the end, until Haotian and Yaochi came out of the inner hall.

it has started!

Everyone immediately stretched their necks to see the first sage, Daozu Hongjun.

Hmm... tall and slender, dressed in green clothes, with a face as white as jade, with soft brows, casually tied a green jade hairpin into a girl's simple bun... Wait, is there something wrong?

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the woman in Tsing Yi who ran out from the inner hall, and then at the host Hongjun who came out after him.

"Your Honor?"

They arrived in a hurry at the end, and Yang Mei and Yuyu, who were looking for whether their venerable had already arrived in the hall, cried out in alarm.

Isn't the one who came out of the inner hall the Tsing Yi Venerable they had disappeared before?

Dare they find the Venerable in this full hall, is it because of the inner hall? !

For a while, the main hall of Zixiao Palace became Xirong, Yang Mei, and Lulu's home court, and Yang Mei hurried forward without caring about other things.

"My lord, before you..."

Xirong knew that he was asking about her disappearance, so she directly interrupted Yang Mei's words and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it's just...cough...it's a little early."

Of course, her low voice was for her, and all the prehistoric monks present could hear it clearly.

I glanced at the direction of the inner hall along the corridor.

"Then Venerable, why did you come out of the inner hall?"

Xi Rong was silent for a while. "Fellow Daoist Hongjun hasn't seen me for a long time, so he bought me a cup of tea and chatted for a while."

In fact, I drank a lot of glasses.Chatted a lot for a while.

She didn't know where Hongjun talked so much, and then he babbled at her for a while, so that she could only drink tea when she was nervous. Fortunately, she didn't have the third urgent crisis now, otherwise there would be so many cups of tea. Going down, I didn't realize anything when I realized the Tao, but the frequent urination was about to be brought out.

Hongjun obviously also thought of what happened just now, and his face shook.

Just now, in order to wipe Tiandao's ass and prevent Xi Rong from doing bad things, it was the first time in his life that he talked so much with people like this, more than he was born until now!

However, the others didn't know the reason and entanglement between them, they just stared at the indifferent Tsing Yi Venerable with dumbfounded expressions, and then at the dusty self, feeling bitter tears in their eyes.

Thinking that they worked so hard to find them, and they didn't even have a futon to sit on here, but they were invited by Taoist ancestors to drink tea in the inner hall and bring them to chat with them? !

Isn't the difference in treatment too obvious? !