Wang Ping looked around and saw that sitting on the first three futons were Sanqing, Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian.
On the fourth futon sat Nuwa, with Fuxi beside her, glaring at everyone.
The strength of Nuwa and Fuxi was inferior to that of Sanqing.
Knowing that they couldn't guard two futons, they didn't get greedy and took two. They guarded one together.
Next to the fifth futon stood an old man with a red beard and red hair.
Wang Ping had seen him when he was fighting Luo Hu, and knew that this was the good old Ancestor Hongyun from the ancient times.
Looking at the current situation, it was obvious that Patriarch Hongyun stood up and gave up his seat.
"Fellow Taoist, look at how Patriarch Hongyun has given up. Why don't you give up your seat too?"
At this moment, Zhunti, who was full of laughter, was standing next to the sixth seat, and said to a man wearing a green robe and a soaring crown.
This man was naturally Kunpeng, who originally occupied the sixth seat, and later became the demon master of the demon clan's heaven.
"No, I was here first, why should I give it to you?"
Kunpeng spoke with an angry look on his face and gave the ancestor Hongyun next to him a cold look.
If Hongyun hadn't given up his seat, he wouldn't have been bullied by Zhunti and Jieyin.
Against one person, he was still a little confident, but against two people, he knew he was no match.
When fighting Luo Hu, everyone had seen each other's methods and knew the approximate level of each one.
"That's not up to you. Hehe, the two of us will beat you up."
Zhunti smiled strangely, with evil intentions on his face.
Kunpeng said angrily: "Shameless, do you dare to fight one on one? If you lose, I will give it to you."
"Don't dare. There are two of us. Why do we have to challenge you? Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"
Kunpeng teased Kunpeng with a playful smile and a rogue tone.
Among the crowd not far away, Donghuang Taiyi looked at Di Jun with a twinkle in his eye.
"Brother, how about we grab one too? With our strength, we can definitely grab one together."
After being silent for a while, Di Jun shook his head: "Forget it, it's the same thing if you stand and listen. If we go to rob it, the only ones we'll offend are Kunpeng, Jieyin, and Zhunti. It's not worth it."
Little did Di Jun know that with this decision, he lost not just a seat, but the opportunity to become a saint.
At this time, Wang Ping and Haotian squeezed in from outside. When they saw Wang Ping, many people looked at him instantly.
At that time, Wang Ping fought against Luo Hu, and Luo Hu had no choice but to compete with Hongjun for the formation map. Everyone remembers these things clearly.
"Seat battle detected, please select."
"One: If you don't want to join the alliance, you don't want to become a saint anyway. You will be rewarded with a Resurrection Pill."
"Two: Help lead Yin and Zhunti to fight for seats, win their favor, offend Kunpeng, and be rewarded with mastering the art of the Buddha's kingdom."
"Three: Help Kunpeng grab a seat, offend Jie Yin and Zhunti, and be rewarded with a copy of the Five Thunder True Techniques."
"Four: disrupt the seat-occupying battle, seize all the seats, and not let anyone sit, and reward the magic weapon with a gold brick."
The choice of system always comes in such a timely manner, Wang Ping began to think about it.
Let’s not talk about non-participation. Options two and three are obviously the opposite.
If you help Jieyin and Zhunti, you will offend Kunpeng; if you help Kunpeng, you will offend Jieyin and Zhunti.
Wang Ping wasn't afraid of offending anyone, he was just annoyed at mentioning this guy.
This guy is like a broom star, annoying him every day and giving him a headache.
Wang Ping was afraid that this guy would trick him into going to Buddhism, and it would be too late to cry by then.
So after thinking about it for a while, although the second and third rewards were not wrong, Wang Ping had no intention of choosing.
So, the only option left is to grab all the seats.
It’s just that this option is a bit difficult!
Wang Ping had a headache. He was not sure if he could survive Sanqing now.
And once you take action, you will offend not only Sanqing, but also Fuxi, Nuwa, and Zhunti.
It can almost be said that he has almost offended all the seeds of future sanctification.
"The magic weapon gold brick is not bad."
Wang Ping's eyes flickered. As expected, this piece should be Nezha's piece.
Of course, there cannot be only one piece of this magic weapon, there may be another piece.
It would be nice to use gold bricks to knock down sap.
"It's done. What's there to be afraid of? I don't believe it. They dare to use all means in Zixiao Palace. Anyway, there is an immortal body. What are you afraid of them doing?"
Wang Ping quickly came up with an idea.
Looking at Haotian beside him, Wang Ping whispered: "Xiaotian, stay away, brother is going to cause trouble."
"No, brother, what are you going to do?"
Looking at Wang Ping in confusion, Haotian felt something bad for no reason.
Wang Ping said: "Don't worry about it. Just stay away. If something happens and someone troubles you, just tell them that you and I just met at the foot of the mountain."
After giving the instructions, Wang Ping walked forward without caring about Haotian.
As soon as he moved, the eyes of some people who had not noticed him originally fell on him.
"It's him. What is he going to do? Does he also want to fight for seats?"
In the crowd, many people murmured and their eyes were full of curiosity.
Looking around at the people on the seats, Wang Ping coughed lightly and shouted.
"Get up, those of you who are sitting on the seats, get up and rob me, and hand over to me all the futons you are sitting on."
One stone set off a shocking wave, and Wang Ping's words were like a big stone thrown into a lake, instantly causing an uproar.
After a brief silence, the Zixiao Palace was filled with excitement, and everyone looked at Wang Ping in disbelief.
Speaking of which, this person is too fierce. I thought he was trying to grab a seat, but he didn't know that he would book the whole place if he opened his mouth.
This is too crazy, and there is a limit to madness. This is completely lawless.
"What are you doing standing still? I don't want to say the same thing a second time. I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't leave, I'll get going."
With a slight snort, Wang Ping spoke again.
The corner of Haotian's mouth twitched as he huddled in the crowd. He suddenly understood why Wang Ping asked him to hide just now.
He also said that if someone asked him, don't tell him that they knew each other, because it turned out that he was seeking death!
Isn’t life good? Brother, why do you need so many futons?
Haotian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he admired Wang Ping in his heart.
The eldest brother is the eldest brother, he is fierce and has no boundaries and acts without scruples.
"Brother Tongtian, if you don't come over yet, please bring your futon to me."
While waiting, Wang Ping looked at Tongtian who turned around and looked at him in shock.
The two had met each other when they were fighting Luo Hu, but they were too busy fighting at the time to say hello.
As soon as Wang Ping said these words, everyone looked at Tongtian in shock.
Call this famous strong man your little brother?
However, the next moment was beyond everyone's expectation. Tongtian climbed up in a hurry, held a futon and came to Wang Ping with a smile on his face.
"Brother, here, I haven't seen you for many years, and Tongtian misses him so much."
"Haha, yes, brother, I did see the right person. Tongtian, do you know what this futon means?"
Wang Ping laughed, very satisfied with Tongtian's performance.
His eyes flashed, and Tongtian gritted his teeth: "I know, but if my eldest brother wants it, Tongtian won't refuse."
Seeing that things really developed as Wang Ping told him, and seeing the scene of Wang Ping fighting Luo Hu, Tongtian had already decided that this eldest brother was determined, no matter what happened in the future.
