Chapter 727: Pattern and Toilet

Style: Historical Author: little fishWords: 2913Update Time: 24/02/20 20:38:13
"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.

"Teacher, please have mercy."

He was so organic that he had already knelt on the ground.

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

Six futons, six holy places.

At the beginning, the two of them had already sat 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 him like this. Why did he feel pity for the two of them in the West in the first place? The poor thing is myself.

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 so true."

Compared with Taoist Hongyun's self-pity and regret for giving someone else the opportunity, Kunpeng was filled with hatred. He did not do so voluntarily, but was forced by the situation.

When the Western duo came to Zixiao Palace, they were just pretending to be pitiful, and 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...

This was such a bargain, but he was snatched away by his biggest enemy, Taoist Mu.

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 hated most was 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 could 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?

It is estimated that many people regarded Taoist Mu as a fool, thinking that he was talking nonsense to divert trouble from others.

He wanted to drag everyone down 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 Tao 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 couldn't sit comfortably, he was risking his life to do so.

You have to be convinced of this.

I neither strive for nor fight hard, I just want to sit back and enjoy the success. It is also appropriate 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 spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

"No……"

"How can it be?"

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

A series of roaring, desperate cries echoed all around.

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

'This stupid guy caused me to lose my holy position. After all this time, the Hongmeng Purple Qi fell back on him. Is it true that stupid people have stupid blessings? God is unfair. '

At the far side, Styx Dao Fen, dressed in blood-red clothes, was holding Yuantu Abi in his hand. His fingers had already squeezed the veins, and his eyes flashed coldly. He lowered his head again and said nothing.

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. When I become a saint in the future, I will definitely not forget your benefits..."

There was deep worry in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

To be honest, he was also very sad.

Don't want to say anything.

In fact, it goes without saying.

Do you think Hongyun is stupid? He's just a bigot, so what if it reminds him that he's in danger? He knew there was danger, but since he thought he had friends all over the world and was as strong as anyone else, he didn't believe that anyone would try to take advantage of him.

In a word: I am 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, Taoist Mu." You don’t care about other people’s jealous looks at all, Zhenyuan, you’re still a little too small.”

Zhen Yuanzi: "..."



Hongyun's incident was just a small incident.

Taoist Hongjun thought that he would be in harmony with the Tao and 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 Pangu Banner, an innate treasure. 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, which contains the Four Swords of Zhuxian. It is a killing treasure with unpredictable power. Once the formation is set up, 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.

There’s no need to ask. When it’s allotted to you, you’ll probably just throw it away.

really.

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. Compared with what the Sanqing Dynasty got, it is still far behind and not on the same level.

And Jie Yin got the twelfth grade golden lotus, which is also the best 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 blue lotus flag, and I will give it to you..."

Well, few are better than nothing.

If we were talking about a complete set of innate five-color and five-square flags, it would definitely be a top-quality innate spiritual treasure, not to mention the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, which would 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 is basically not of much help to Yang Lin.

The attack power is not as good as his 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 the formation, and form a mountain-protecting formation. It is still possible, and that's about it.

Registered disciples have no human rights.

Yang Lin was not surprised.

Hearing Hong Jun say again: "There is a treasure cliff behind the palace. There are some innate magic weapons on it. You can get it by yourself..."

This is addressed to everyone.

At that moment, everyone rushed back in a swarm.

The holy throne is gone, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi is gone, but it is not bad to get some innate spiritual treasures.

However, the practitioners found that they still thought too much.

I saw the three clears flashing like blue smoke, the chaotic air flow making way for them, and a little purple light leading the way. They flashed and disappeared without a trace. They were going ahead.

But Yang Lin, Nuwa, Jieyin and others only watched helplessly from behind and had to cut through the waves to find their own way.

Not to mention the monks behind, they couldn't even eat dirt.

By the time Yang Lin arrived at Fenbao Cliff, the Sanqing brothers were already smiling with satisfaction. They stood aside and obviously picked and picked away most of the treasures. There were only a few left on the cliff. Several treasures were taken out at the same time as Nuwa and Jieyin, each of them grabbed a few treasures. Looking at the bare Fenbao Cliff, they were both speechless for a moment.

Yang Lin didn't say much. He looked down at the treasure he had picked up. After just one glance, he frowned and turned to look at Tongtian, who was looking at him strangely.

All right.

The treasure that Yang Lin rolled up his sleeves wasn't too bad, but it was a bit unattractive.

A pair of scissors is great for cutting cloth.

Can you believe that you can use a comb to comb your hair with an innate spiritual treasure?

The most important thing is that the last treasure made him not want to receive it in the cave.

This shiny piece of furniture makes me want to sit on it when I see it...

No need to ask, this is a toilet.