This voice made everyone present look for their reputation, only to see Hong Yun who was sitting at the back stood up and said, the expression on his face made everyone in the square outside Zixiao Palace stunned.
Didn't expect Hong Yun to give up the futon after he got it. Is it because he was lucky and got it easily, so he didn't cherish it
"Thank you very much...".
The man who was about to rage against the stone wall of Zixiao Palace heard Hong Yun's words, said overjoyed, and immediately sat down on Hong Yun's futon unceremoniously, and naturally thanked him repeatedly.
"Brother, there is only one position for us two brothers and sisters, please be humble, thank you...".
After sitting down, the man immediately turned his head and said to Kunpeng beside him, obviously he wanted to take Kunpeng's seat.
"No...", Kunpeng was naturally not so easy to talk, and when he heard this man's words, his face changed and he was about to refuse.
But before he could finish his words, the man next to him made a move. A powerful force instantly enveloped his whole body and temporarily controlled him.
"Thank you, there are still many good people in the Eastern Continent." Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man next to him with a smile on his face, who gave people an approachable feeling, stepped forward and knocked Kunpeng out with one buttock.
Obviously, there are two people against Kunpeng and one, so how can Kunpeng be an opponent? The futon under the seat was snatched immediately.
The fight for the futon was originally based on their own abilities, so the people present did not intervene in the actions of these two men from the West.
"Damn it!", it took only a moment to be restrained, and when Kunpeng came back to his senses, he was furious and wanted to shoot.
But at this moment, the voice of the fairy was faint, and at the gate of Zixiao Palace, the figure of Patriarch Hongjun appeared out of thin air, and beside him were two virgin boys and girls carved in jade.
None of the people present could find out how Patriarch Hongjun appeared. Even Dongfang Yu couldn't see clearly, not even a trace of spatial fluctuation.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet," said the young boy beside him after Patriarch Hongjun appeared. His slightly immature voice quieted down the noise in the square of Zixiao Palace.
Even Kunpeng, who was so angry that he wanted to make a move, had to suppress his anger for the time being. He didn't intend to make a move, but just looked at the two men who robbed his futon viciously, and finally, his eyes were full of hatred. He stared at Hong Yun firmly.
If Hongyun doesn't give up his actions, how dare these two people from the West come to fight for the seat openly
However, after Hongyun gave up his actions, the two Westerners fought against each other, which led to his seat being robbed.
It can be said that although his seat was taken away by two Westerners, in essence, Hongyun was the real fuse.
Ancestor Hongjun appeared. Although he didn't exude such a powerful aura, his presence made people feel a sense of awe, as if living beings had the most instinctive awe of heaven and earth, and everyone couldn't help but feel awe. Out of the heart of resistance to the ancestor Hongjun.
The saint, even if he didn't say anything or do anything, just sitting here quietly, he has become the center of the whole world.
Sitting in front of everyone, Hongjun's eyes glanced at all the people present, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Looking at Dongfang Yu sitting on the six futons, the ancestor Hongjun's eyes paused for a moment, and then he looked After crossing the Oriental Jade, it went to other places.
"Nuwa, come forward..." Finally, Ancestor Hongjun's eyes fell on the crowd behind the futon, and he said.
"Me?" Nuwa, who didn't grab a seat, was slightly taken aback when she heard Patriarch Hongjun's words.
Unexpectedly, Hongjun would call him, but Nuwa didn't think too much, and took a few steps forward.
"This seat, come and sit down." With a wave of his hand, the seventh futon appeared and landed at the end. Ancestor Hongjun said.
The actions of Patriarch Hongjun caused everyone in Zixiao Palace to look at each other in blank dismay. There were only six futons, but Saint Hongjun specially added an extra seat for her? This is too good for Nuwa, right? It's completely different.
In addition to being shocked, many people's eyes more or less fell on Dongfang Yu.
At the beginning, Dongfang Yu also treated Nuwa specially, and now Patriarch Hongjun is like this again, so this Nuwa is too lucky, right? It's the feeling of being loved by thousands of people.
Not to mention anyone else, even Nuwa herself was slightly taken aback, and then glanced at Dongfang Yu who was not far away.
Dongfang Yu nodded slightly to her, motioning for her to sit down, and after Nu Wa thanked Hong Jun, she sat down on the futon at the end.
Everyone was surprised by Hongjun's actions, and even felt a little unfair, but Dongfang Yu didn't feel that way.
Because Dongfang Yu knows very well that Nuwa is a saint determined by the way of heaven, so it is reasonable to be treated like this. However, what surprised Dongfang Yu was that she snatched a position, but the ancestor Hongjun didn't drive her away. the meaning of.
"???".
Dongfang Yu’s eyes fell on Patriarch Hongjun’s body, as expected, the energy tester with a measurement limit of only 300,000, the energy value displayed on it about Patriarch Hongjun is completely a question mark, naturally it exceeds the measurement of 300,000 The upper limit is reached.
There is no need for an energy tester anymore, Dongfang Yu's own intuition can tell that the strength of Hongjun Patriarch is very strong, at least much stronger than his own Super Saiyan 2 power, and it can even be said that he is not in the same level…
"Okay, if everyone is seated, the next seat will be..." After letting Nuwa sit down, the ancestor Hongjun said, and he arranged the order of this action.
"Wait..." However, at this moment, Dongfang Yu suddenly spoke, interrupting Hongjun's words and attracting everyone's attention.
"Oh? Dongfang Yu, do you have anything to say?" With a slight look in his eyes, Patriarch Hongjun asked Dongfang Yu.
"I'm not used to sitting, Houtu, come and sit in my seat." At this time, Dongfang Yu stood up from the futon, and at the same time, said to Houtu behind her.
Another person who offered to give up his position
Dongfang Yu's words shocked everyone in Zixiao Palace, and at the same time cast countless envious glances at Houtu.
It seems that Dongfang Yu is really good to the Wu Clan, especially the relationship with Houtu is even better.
"Ah? Me?" Houtu was indeed taken aback when he heard Dongfang Yu's sudden words.
However, Dongfang Yu couldn't help but pull Hou Tu over and press him directly on his seat.
Patriarch Hongjun didn't stop the scene in front of him, but his eyes fell on Dongfang Yu, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, obviously he was puzzled by Dongfang Yu's actions.
After Houtu sat down on the futon, Hongjun opened his mouth and said to Dongfang Yu: "Are you sure you want to give up this seat to Houtu?".
"Yes, I'm sure," Dongfang Yu nodded seriously.
Seeing Dongfang Yu's confirmed appearance, she nodded, and immediately waved her sleeves lightly. After the futons of the strong men in front of her changed a lot, the order of the seats on the futons was rearranged.
Houtu, who was originally sitting at the front, moved to behind Sanqing.
"Okay, since this seat is confirmed in this way, then it will be like this from now on. From now on, the seven of you will be my direct disciples. Lao Tzu will be my senior brother, and Nuwa will be my junior sister..." After rearranging the positions of the futons of the seven people in front of him, Patriarch Hongjun announced.
What! ? The positions of these futons represent the identity of Saint Hongjun's direct disciple!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in Zixiao Palace was shocked.
These people naturally know what the identity of a direct disciple means. If they had known that the position of this futon was so important, they would have fought for it with all their might.
Those who didn't grab the seats, some regretted, some were annoyed, and naturally there were more people who were not reconciled, and their voices began to become louder, obviously wanting to beg for the mercy of the sage Hongjun, and add a few more seats. Category…
"Okay, no need to say much about this, now the sermon begins...".
Waving his hand, Hongjun stopped everyone's words in an instant. Obviously, this also showed his attitude, and there was nothing to talk about.
Seeing Hongjun Saint's resolute expression, everyone didn't say anything more, and cheered up and looked at Hongjun Saint, waiting to hear him preach.
But Houtu, who was sitting on the fourth futon in front, turned his head to look at Dongfang Yu at this moment, with a somewhat annoyed expression on his face.
If I had known that this futon was so important, I would never have taken Dongfang Yu's place.
However, Dongfang Yu behind him gave Houtu a smiling face and comforted her.
For Dongfang Yu, the meaning of this futon is not very great. What I practice is the gene lock and the Qi of the Dragon Ball plane. The way of the Tao, everything must be resolved with strength.
Therefore, this seat is actually of little significance to Dongfang Yu. No matter whether the energy value of the saint is more than 300,000, or more than 400,000, or even more than 500,000, as I continue to practice, I will one day be able to elevated to this level.
But Houtu is different, the dragon and phoenix catastrophe has passed, Dongfang Yu remembers that the next battle will be the Lich War, when the witch clan will fall like the dragon clan.
Would it be better if Houtu became Hongjun's direct disciple? At least the security of Houtu will be guaranteed, right
If Houtu can also become a saint, it would be great.