After getting six futons, Wang Ping stacked them up and sat cross-legged on them, waiting for the centenary period to come.
Without Wang Ping making a fuss, the people who had run out of Zixiao Palace before, as well as some powerful people, came in and each found a place to sit cross-legged and wait.
Unknowingly, a hundred years have passed. On this day, a figure appeared silently on the stage in front of Zixiao Palace.
The person who appeared was none other than Hongjun.
With a faint smile on his face, Hongjun glanced around. When he saw Wang Ping sitting cross-legged on six futons with the old god present, he suddenly looked confused.
Didn't he just retreat for a while? What happened? Shouldn't the futon fall into the hands of the people he arranged?
"Ahem, the century has come."
Hongjun coughed slightly and spoke, waking up everyone who was practicing to pass the time.
Wang Ping was also there, raising his head and looking at Hongjun curiously.
At this time, Hongjun had an unpredictable and unpredictable aura about him compared to when he saw him thousands of years ago.
Wang Ping looked at Hongjun, and Hongjun looked at Wang Ping. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Hongjun spoke first.
"It turns out it's my little friend. There are six futons. Even if I want to sit down, I can just sit on one. Why do I have to occupy them all?"
Seeing that the person who grabbed the futon was Wang Ping, Hongjun was not too surprised as to why he was able to grab it.
Because he knew that if this little beast really kept pestering him, no matter who he was, he would have to compromise in the end in order not to be pestered by him.
Even the demon ancestor Luo Hu, who had caused chaos in the world before, was driven crazy by this little beast. The others were now even inferior to Luo Hu, so naturally they couldn't bear the entanglement.
"Can I break through his defense now?"
Hongjun suddenly felt curious and his eyes flickered slightly.
Just thinking about it, Hongjun didn't try. If he couldn't break it and offended the other party, he would have a headache.
Right now, he is only preliminary in the process of merging, and it won't be too late to take action after the complete integration.
"I like soft ones, don't you? If six of them are stacked, it will be comfortable to sit on."
Wang Ping curled his lips, looking carefree, but actually he was extremely wary.
If anything happens to Hongjun, he will definitely run away immediately.
But now it seems that Hongjun has not made any plans yet.
"Of course, it's interesting, little friend."
Hongjun laughed and didn't know whether he was really complimenting him or if he was being funny.
Wang Ping didn't think about this problem, and the choices given to him by the system flashed in his mind.
To come to Zixiao Palace to hear about this choice, he had to find a way to dispel Hongjun's concerns about him.
"Thank you so much, thank you so much for the compliment, Xiao Hongzi, how does it feel to be the Taoist Ancestor? I know you can defeat Luo Hu and become the Taoist Ancestor."
With his thoughts moving slightly, Wang Ping spoke.
Of course he knew Hongjun's concerns about him. On the one hand, he said that Hongjun could defeat Luo Hu only if he got Qingyun from the heavens.
And the other thing is his immortal body.
In comparison, Zhutian Qingyun's affairs are the key.
Hongjun must be curious now about how he knows what will happen in the future.
Because of this ability, even Hongjun at the time couldn't predict it.
After becoming a saint and joining the Tao, Hongjun could only make a rough guess, but he couldn't even figure out the specific name.
"Of course it tastes good, haha, how do you know I can defeat Luo Hu?"
Seeing Wang Ping ask this question, Hongjun took advantage of the situation and asked.
Wang Ping, who had expected this, lied seriously.
"You must know, I must be Xiao Hongzi, no, ahem, it's Dao Ancestor. Dao Ancestor, you know, I was transformed by the first ray of chaos energy."
Wang Ping, who had just spoken, thought that in front of so many people, if Hongjun failed to come to the stage, Hongjun might trick him, so he changed his mind.
Wang Ping didn't make random remarks out of thin air, he still followed what he had said to Hongjun before.
I have to say that lying is a headache. Once you tell a lie, you have to come up with many lies to perfect that lie.
"It doesn't matter, you can call me whatever you want. It's not an exaggeration to say that you and I are good friends. Keep talking."
Hongjun spoke with a smile, smiling very happily.
Wang Ping felt disdainful in his heart. I believe you are a ghost. It's not because I call you Daozu that you are happy like this.
"I guess Dao Ancestor doesn't know very well, but my first ray of chaotic energy was actually born with the chaotic green lotus."
"But because the Chaos Green Lotus is so unbelievable, even though I was born early, I grew up very slowly. All the benefits were taken away by the Chaos Green Lotus beside me."
"Until that day, when you fought, Pangu opened the sky, and the Chaos Green Lotus collapsed. It seemed to be to make up for the debt it owed me. When it collapsed, it sent me some pictures."
"In those scenes, there is a scene of Daozu relying on the Qingyun of the Heavens to fight against Luo Hu, so I know that if you want to defeat Luo Hu, you have to get the Qingyun of the Heavens."
After finishing his excuse in one breath, Wang Ping looked at Hongjun with a sincere look.
Not to mention, he really frightened Hongjun this time.
Because no matter how you look at it, there is nothing wrong with these words, and most people don't know about Chaos Qinglian or the battle between demons and gods.
"What other images have you seen?"
After a while, Hongjun took a deep breath and asked Wang Ping again.
Everyone in the palace also looked at him.
Wang Ping pretended to scratch his head and looked like he was thinking.
"By the way, I also saw the two of them. They were leading a group of bald heads, and they were talking about something."
Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Ping looked around, lifting and guiding with his fingers.
Zhunti was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Bald? Or a group of people? It sounds good."
"By the way, I also saw Daozu teaching the three of them."
Wang Ping spoke again, pointing his fingers at Taishang, Yuanshi and Tongtian.
What he said were insignificant things. He didn't dare to say anything about the real things that might happen.
If he spoke out, Hongjun would only be more afraid of him.
"That's about it. There are only three or two pictures in total, and they are all blurry."
"I feel that if Chaos Qinglian can reappear, maybe we will learn something about it."
After finishing speaking, Wang Ping threw the pot away and looked like he was going to find Chaos Qinglian. He knew this.
Hongjun was silent for a while after hearing this, and said with a smile: "That's it. No wonder my little friend is different from others. He has such an origin."
"Haha, I'll live longer, but I'm actually just a loser."
With a loud laugh, Wang Ping slandered himself mercilessly.
Hongjun laughed and didn't say much. No one could guess what he was thinking.
But at this time, Wang Ping got a reminder to complete the system task and got the purple golden bowl.
"Little friend, I'm going to give a sermon here. Do you think you should give some of your futon to others?"
Suddenly, Hongjun spoke again.
Wang Ping smiled and said: "Daozu has spoken, of course I will give him face. Let's do this. The futons are on sale. The price you want is set. There is no shop like this after passing this village. Hurry up!"
Hongjun, who was unexpected on the stage, was very happy at first. When he heard what happened later, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his face was darker than the bottom of the pot.
