Chapter 40 Seat dispute, another plot

"Oh, Heaven! Oh, Heaven!!"

"Wow, wow, wow~~~ Poor my two brothers, we traveled hundreds of thousands of miles from the west, but we didn't expect that we couldn't even get a seat. Heaven is so unfair!!"

Zhunti cried out loudly in the Zixiao Palace.

This caused all the other powerful people who came to listen to the sermon to feel dizzy.

“Is this even possible?!!”

But Zhunti's complaint was not over yet, "The West is suffering, and the spiritual energy is barren. My two brothers are responsible for reviving the West. We want to revive the Western spiritual veins and revitalize the Western world."

"Thank goodness, as soon as we arrived at the Purple Sky Palace, we were tripped and knocked to the ground by this villain in front of us. We lost the opportunity and had no place to rest."

"The way of heaven is unfair!"

The guide behind him also reacted, lowered his head and shed tears, with a sad face.

After this performance, the soft-hearted people could no longer bear it and wanted to speak up to remind them both.

After seeing the strange expressions on the faces of other powerful people, he had no choice but to remain silent.

However, there is no shortage of kind-hearted people in this world. Hongyun, the good old man from the prehistoric times, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Fellow Daoist..."

"Fellow Daoist, please stop talking."

Hong Yun said in a low voice, ignoring the pulling of his good friend Zhen Yuanzi behind him.

When Zhunti heard another deity calling him, he looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Hongyun sitting on the cushion. He was instantly overjoyed.

"I knew that there are still kind-hearted people like you in this vast land. Thank you for giving up your seat!"

what?
Hongyun looked confused.

He just wanted to remind Zhunti not to offend the ancient Yang Gui, and he didn't ask him to give up his seat.

Zhunti didn't care about him at all. With snot and tears streaming down his face, he lay on Hongyun and continued to cry, "Daoist friend, you don't know how hateful this villain is. He blocked my two brothers' path to the Tao."

"If this villain hadn't tripped me, we two brothers would have already sat down. Please have mercy on us two brothers, wuwuwu..."

"If we don't learn the magic of the saints and understand the truth of heaven and earth, how can we two brothers live in this world with dignity!"

"It's better to be gone!"

As he said this, Zhunti pulled Jie Yin and was about to hit his head and commit suicide.

Hong Yun had a conflicted look on his face. His good friend Zhen Yuanzi behind him quickly sent a message to persuade him not to give up his seat.

But after some thought, Hong Yun actually stood up in the stunned gazes of all the saints, "It's just a seat, fellow Taoist, please don't do this!"

After saying this, he really gave his seat to Zhunti.

Before Hongyun could stand up completely, Zhunti sat down directly, which made Zhen Yuanzi sigh inwardly and stop talking.

Yang Gui looked at Hong Yun with a mocking look, "You deserve it..."

If you don't give what Heaven has bestowed upon you, you will suffer the consequences.

This red cloud deserves to be reduced to ashes.

Facing Zhunti's insults just now, Yang Gui looked at him with a puzzled expression, and continued to watch the scene of the first place in the prehistoric world as if he was watching a show.

After Zhunti sat down, he looked at Kunpeng beside him, with sadness still on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, we..."

Kunpeng's face darkened, "Shut up!"

Compared to that guy Hongyun, Kunpeng had already seen through that Zhunti and Jie Yin were acting.

What he didn't expect was that the idiot Hongyun really gave up his seat; but Zhunti was not giving up and wanted his seat.

Kunpeng was shocked and angry.

Zhunti's eyes turned cold, and he put away his sorrowful look. He said indifferently, "Daoyou, it's really not easy for us two brothers to come here from far away."

"Can't you do a favor like Fellow Daoist Hongyun did?"

Kunpeng snorted coldly, "Do you believe this?"

Jie Yin took a step forward, his face distressed, and said, "Daoyou, please give me some favor."

"Are you threatening me?!" Kunpeng's aura suddenly burst out.

At this moment, a cold voice came out, "You, a man wearing armor and wearing a coat, dare to sit with us. You really don't know etiquette."

Looking further ahead, it turned out to be the Taoist Jade Purity Yuanshi who was sitting in the second seat.

Hearing Yuanshi's words, Kunpeng's eyes changed slightly.

Immediately, he felt three powerful pressures coming from the Three Pure Ones rushing towards him.

Kunpeng suddenly felt angry.

The three Yuanshi brothers are obviously one and the same, and he can't afford to offend them.

But Kunpeng was unwilling to give up his seat just like that.

What's more, he felt that this cushion was of great importance.

Seeing Kunpeng indifferent, the Three Pure Ones immediately felt embarrassed and immediately increased their pressure. Kunpeng was no match for the three of them, and looked at Hongyun with resentment, then stood up angrily.

If it weren’t for Hong Yun, how could he have been implicated? This cause and effect will be settled sooner or later!
Seeing this, Jie Yin sat down with a look of joy on his face.

And the faces of the Three Pure Ones looked better now.

But Taoist Taiqing helplessly guided Taoist Yuqing Yuanshi, "Second brother, you shouldn't get involved."

Shangqing Tongtian nodded and said, "Second brother, this is about the ancient person in front of you, so you can't speak carelessly."

Yuanshi snorted coldly and said nothing.

He knew the pros and cons of this, but he disdained the dancing of a furry and armored creature like Kunpeng, and felt that it was a loss of face for the authentic Pangu.

When everything was settled, the saints felt an overwhelming pressure appearing in Zixiao Palace.

Above the empty seat deep in the Zixiao Palace, the sage Hongjun appeared at some unknown time, with no emotion either sad or happy.

Seeing the saint appear, all the saints present, except Yang Gui, stood up and saluted.

"Meet the saint!"

Hongjun nodded and glanced at Yang Gui intentionally or unintentionally.

Then he pointed his finger and a stream of light flew out.

A new cushion appeared in front of Taoist Taiqing.

Just when the saints were confused, Hongjun said indifferently, "Daoyou, please take a seat!"

Fellow? !
In an instant, all the gods looked at Yang Gui in disbelief.

This person actually calls himself a friend of a saint!
The two gods, Zhunti and Jie Yin, were shocked and immediately had a bad premonition in their hearts.

really.

The next second, Yang Gui said in an inexplicable voice, "Let's not talk about whether to sit down or not, I still have some things to deal with."

After saying that, he looked at Zhunti, "What did you call me just now? Evildoer?"

"And you said that I tripped you and caused you to be unable to get a seat?"

Zhunti's face turned bitter and he opened his mouth.

Yang Gui did not give him a chance to speak, and said to Daoist Hongjun, "Daoist, you said someone is throwing dirty water on me, what should I do?"

"If it were someone else, I could still bear it, but these two, what do you think I should do?"

Bang!
A huge roar occurred.

Under all the holy gazes, Yang Gui suddenly pulled out his right hand.

The two gods, Zhunti and Jie Yin, who were about to explain themselves, were slapped away by him, flew out of Zixiao Palace and sank into chaos.

Hongjun's eyes were silent, and a white light flashed in the Zixiao Palace.

The two gods, Zhunti and Jie Yin, who were knocked away just now, appeared in Zixiao Palace in a miserable state with their robes torn.

Hongjun sighed, "I hope you won't mind this time."

Yang Gui laughed, "So, you are planning to owe me another karma?"

Forehead···

Hongjun's face froze, looking at Yang Gui's half-smile, he understood everything.

I feel that Yang Gui has plotted against me.

The battle between Taoism and the devil. Because of him, Luohou destroyed the western land veins, causing the deaths of hundreds of millions of lives. Now he still carries a huge amount of karma.

In order to make up for the Western world, he specially selected Zhunti and Jie Yin as the candidates to revitalize the Western world.

Gui Xuan had calculated for sure that he would be able to protect Zhunti and Jie Yin; he had waited until now to act.

When he thought about how he had finally paid off the two major debts he owed to Yang Gui, he felt that he could pay one of them off immediately, or even pay it off today.

He already owes one more before it even starts. Even though Hongjun is a saint, he almost vomits blood.

The look he gave Zhunti and Jie Yin was somewhat unfriendly.

After a long while, Hongjun said helplessly, "Daoyou, is this really necessary?"

Yang Gui said indifferently, "It depends on what you think."

During their conversation, all the gods in Zixiao Palace felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

The ancestor witch Xuanming was so excited that he almost shouted.

Let’s fight and beat up this villain!
The eyes of the Three Pure Ones sparkled, and the power of laws flowed in Nuwa's eyes, as if she was quickly deducing something.

Just as they were waiting for the result, they discovered that Hongjun, Yang Gui and others had disappeared in the Zixiao Palace.

And at this time.

In the endless chaos, Hongjun's breath was calm. He looked at Yang Gui quietly and spoke slowly, "I haven't seen you for countless years. I wonder how your cultivation is now?"

Yang Gui smiled and said, "Try it."

(End of this chapter)