MTL - I, The Big Boss of Honghuang, Join the Chat Group-Chapter 48

"Presumptuous! In front of the Heavenly Dao saint, dare to make a fuss openly."

"Pindao felt that this person was disrespectful to the saint, and suggested that he directly blast the Zixiao Palace."

Seeing that Ao Xin interrupted Hong Jun's speech, Zhun Ti and the two who were sitting in the last row jumped out instantly.

This is a good opportunity to gain goodwill, and quickly reprimand this little dragon girl.

It's best to drive him out directly, after all, even if the two brothers couldn't sit on the purple futon because of her persuasion, the fool originally planned to give it to himself, and he missed a big opportunity.

Moreover, once Zhunti sat on the purple futon, he would definitely become a 'conjoined baby' with Jie Yin, forcing the other person to give up his seat.

The people who are sitting on the purple futon now have nothing to do with them.

Taishang Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, Nujuan, Bao Peng, and Old Ancestor Ming He, none of these six brothers could afford to offend them, all of them were stubborn.

The first three are on the same footing, and Njuan and Bao Peng have the friendship of the Phoenix family.

As for the ancestor of Ming He, this guy will not die if his blood is not destroyed, he will not die 24 times, it is extremely difficult to deal with.

For today's plan, there is only a wave of goodwill of the saints, and maybe the saints will change their seats and put them in the first row.

"Senior Hongjun, we don't have a seat yet."

"Isn't there a space in the second row?"

Facing Ao Xin's attitude, although Hongjun really wanted to show the majesty of a saint.

However, he seemed to remember something, and finally his attitude softened again. If someone else talked to him like this, let alone a little guy in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, even if he was a quasi-sage, he would be shot to death.

"We don't want to sit in the second row, look at the arrangement."

This TM... can't be bothered.

No way, the background behind these three little ancestors is too hard.

Hong Jun didn't want his head to be exploded by the Sun Star Hammer, and he didn't want Yang Mei Daxian to personally come to the door and check a wave of water meters for himself. The matter of his blood abuse was still vivid in his mind. Even if he became a saint of the Tao of Heaven, his strength would be at the level of an intermediate Chaos Demon God at most.

If you want to fight against the high-level Chaos Demon God Yang Mei Daxian, you must at least be in the way of heaven, and then you can barely give it a try.

Thinking of this, Hongjun felt that as a saint of heaven, he should be able to bend and stretch!

With a slight finger, there were three more golden futons in front of the six purple futons.

This scene changed the expressions of many great powers in Zixiao Palace!

What kind of background does this dragon girl and two little golden crow lolitas have? Even Daozu has to give three points of courtesy, and doesn't care about their 'speaking wild words'. It's really incredible. If you speak madly, the better end is to be kicked out of Zixiao Palace.

Worse end...

It is estimated that he was slapped on the spot [] from the novel group 9:8,0!2:0.5?8,5.6 and slapped it into a small cookie.

"Thank you, Senior Hongjun, for your seat."

Ao Xin was not polite at all, and directly chose a golden futon to sit down.

Taiyi and Diqun also sat on it with them. They only felt that this position was too troublesome and they kept changing.

Seeing that the three little ancestors had finally settled down, Hong Jun was also relieved. If they continued to make trouble, he would be swept away by the majesty of a saint, but he hadn't even issued a hand to stop it. "Saint, you..."

"This, this, this! If you feel that your hands are dirty with such a wild talk, then let me do it for you."

"Don't worry, I'm the best at this kind of thing."

Folding up his sleeves, as a 'conjoined baby', he decided to join forces.

Even if the opponent is just a dragon girl in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, they will not hesitate to initiate a besiege and carry out shamelessness to the extreme.

"quiet!"

Hong Jun said in a deep voice.

Are these two bald donkeys still thinking that the trouble is not big enough, and they have to rush up to add fuel to it?

I managed to appease these three little ancestors, but the two of you are rushing up to fight for hatred. Are you full and you have nothing to do?

If it wasn't for the introduction and judging, it was decided by heaven, Hongjun would have killed these two incompetent guys long ago.

"By the way, Senior Hongjun, we are only equal, and we do not bear the karma of master and apprentice."

Being interrupted by the reception and Zhunti, he seemed to remember something, Ao Xin said.

In this regard, Hongjun has no way to do anything, anyway, it is not too difficult to ask, as long as the three little ancestors are calm.

"Can."

With such a connivance approach, many of the great powers of the Great Wilderness are envious, jealous, and hateful.

There is no way, if you have the ability, you can also nurture the soul from the incarnation of the sun star. If you have the ability, you also rely on a high-level Chaos Demon God, and even have an unfathomable backer. If you don't have this hard background, just shut up.

"Before the beginning of heaven and earth, there were things mixed together, born from heaven and earth, lonely and lonely, independent and unchangeable, traveled without danger, and could be the mother of the world."

"I don't know its name, the word is called Dao, the name of strong is called great, the great is called passing away, the passing away is called far, and the far is called anti."

"Therefore, Dao is great, heaven is great, earth is great, and living beings are great."

When the sage preached, the vision was astonishing to the extreme. For a time, the sky descended with infinite auspiciousness, thousands of golden lotuses surged from the ground, the sky was lingering, and the clouds were self-generated, making Zixiao Palace listen to the Tao as if they were facing the avenue! For a time, everyone in the Zixiao Palace sometimes touched their palms[] from the novel group 9:8,0!2:0.5?8,5.6 laughed, sometimes their faces were sad, sometimes they beat their chests, sometimes they were in high spirits!

Here, you can see the gap with the foot qualifications!

Sanqing, the top-level follower of the prehistoric wilderness, is all immersed in it, listening with high spirits, beating his chest and crying, obviously the harvest is huge, and he can understand it!

Those who followed for a while, Zhunti received the lead, the blood sea Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, etc., looked sad from time to time.

Obviously, not all understand!

As the back soil of the ancestral witch, because he did not cultivate the primordial spirit, his expression was extremely calm, and he could not understand a word anyway.

She just followed the pull of her heart, and it seemed that she had some kind of big chance to come here.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Such a superficial rule is a waste of time to listen to."

"It's better to take a look at the 'Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles' painted by Gu Zhu, which also contains the laws of defense.

Ao Xin yawned and was too lazy to listen to Hongjun's sermon.

From her point of view, what Hongjun said is completely unreasonable, so it is better to try to figure out the picture of the valley owner.

It was Taiyi and Diqun's two Jinwu little lolitas, who listened very seriously. Originally, their heels and feet were only on the same level as Old Ancestor Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi, and Jiutian Bao Peng.

I raised a level directly with my feet, and basically I can understand what Hongjun said...

Chapter 92 The disciple of the saint! Puppets of the Law of Fantasy!

Thousands of years are fleeting.

The three thousand great powers of the Zixiao Palace have more or less gained a lot. Although they did not break through the realm on the spot, they only need to go back and comprehend to consolidate the realm and even save a few Yuanhui's suffering. Repair, break through to the next level.

The sound of Hongjun's sermon came to an abrupt end.

The people who were immersed in the sermon suddenly came to their senses, and each and every one of them had expressions of incomprehension on their faces.

"This sermon is the way of the Daluo Jinxian. After three thousand years, the Zixiao Palace will be reopened to talk about the way of the quasi-sage."

With an expression of neither sorrow nor joy on his face, Hong Jun said lightly.

This time Zixiao Palace preached, he just followed the meaning of heaven, to strengthen the overall strength of the prehistoric world, it should not be too weak.

After all, the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty just ended.

The powerhouses of the prehistoric world have fallen seven, seven, eighty-eight, and there are only a handful of quasi-sages.

- On the one hand, because there are too many strong people, it is necessary to launch the calamity to reduce the number;

God, it's really complicated.

Hongjun's eyes swept across the three little ancestors beside him.

The dragon girl was completely in a daze. To be precise, she was studying the picture scroll in her hand, which contained the charm of the defense law, and her understanding of the law was definitely far better than her own. On the other hand, the two little golden crows had listened to them a lot, and it was estimated that they would be able to enter the realm of quasi-sacred after the second sermon.

"Thank you teacher for the pointer."

The 3,000 great masters of the Great Desolation in Zixiao Palace were crawling on the ground, willingly thanking Hongjun.

The Daluojin Immortal Dao Fruit is not worth mentioning. The quasi-sages who move towards a higher realm are what they are looking for in their hearts. After all, the quasi-sages of the prehistoric wilderness have almost disappeared, either dead or secluded.

There is no correct method, just relying on hard practice, even if you practice ten thousand yuan, you will not be able to break through.

"Don't be too polite. In this sermon, I will recruit a few people who are destined to be my disciples."

"As a saint of the Tao of Heaven, I will not interfere too much in the affairs of the Great and Wild. I will generally entrust my disciples to take charge of [] from the novel group 9: 8, 0! 2: 0. 5? 8, 5. 6" You must not be mistaken Entering the devil's way, stepping into the footsteps of the devil Zuluo. "

Hong Jun said lightly.

In the battle of Demon Dao, he won the victory, and was recognized by the Dao of Heaven, becoming the first saint in the prehistoric world.

But Mozu Rahou did not die, but disappeared without knowing where to hide.

With that guy's ability to do things, even if one day he tried his best to prove the Dao and reproduce the glory of the Demon Sect, Hong Jun was not surprised at all, so he could only warn the three thousand Luo Jinxian of the Zixiao Palace to keep them away from the Demon Sect. people.

Without the power of this mainstay, the Mozu Luohou must not be able to turn any waves.

"Sister Ao Xin, this white-bearded grandpa is about to accept an apprentice."

"Will you accept us as apprentices?"

"Don't believe him, that bad old man is very bad, and the quota must have been predetermined."

Ao Xin secretly instilled his own ideas.

Let Taiyi and Diqun not believe this lousy old man's nonsense.

If anyone really believes in his evil, then their brains are flooded. 100% of the places have been set, but now it's just a matter of saying things along the way.

Hongjun has a black line on his face.

This little dragon girl, can't she save a little face for herself, the saint of heaven.

Although the quota has been determined by "black box operation", it is not good for you to say it like this. Can you still play happily? However, Ao Xin's whispers did not dispel the expectations of the three thousand great powers of the Zixiao Palace. .

After all, this is the disciple of the Heavenly Dao sage!

Even the boys under his command are the cultivation bases of Daluo Jinxian. If he can become a disciple of the sage of the heavenly way, it can be said to be a quasi-sage, and he can even step into the realm of the sage of the heavenly way in the future!

As for the way to determine apprenticeships...

Everyone looked at the six purple futons in the first row. Could this be the legendary big chance? !

"Lao Tzu, you were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and you can be my eldest disciple."

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

"Yuanshi, you were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and you can be my second disciple."

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

"Tongtian, you were transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and you can be my third disciple."

"The disciple pays respects to the teacher."

Sanqing, sitting on the purple futon, said respectfully.

Although their **** father is the great **** Pangu, he is not like the Second Ancestor Witch, who fights the heavens and the earth, and is not afraid of the so-called Heavenly Dao. He still maintains a respectful attitude towards the first sage of the Heavenly Dao in the prehistoric world.

Seeing the first three disciples that Hongjun recruited, everyone was more certain of their previous thoughts.

This purple futon must be an opportunity to accept disciples!

Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi felt heartbroken for a while. Originally, this great opportunity should have been his good friend, Red Cloud, but he gave it up in vain, which is really a pity. In this regard, Hongyun is quite optimistic, and still maintains a cheerful attitude.

"Nvjuan, you will have a great opportunity in the future, and your merits are boundless. You can be a named disciple."

"? Nujuan meets the teacher."

- A series of benefits, smashing the female marriage is dizzy.

First, the little dragon girl Ao Xin gave up her seat and replaced her with the good man Hong Yun. However, after being interrupted by the western duo, she sat on the purple futon by accident under the recommendation of Jiutian Lipeng and became a disciple of the saint.

As for 'personal disciples' and 'named disciples', that's not a big problem, they are all disciples of saints!

In the future, if the great powers of the prehistoric world want to move them, they must first consider the heavenly saints behind them, Hongjun. If he makes a move, who can stop the power of this saint of heaven?

Seeing the first four creatures sitting on the purple futon, all became Hongjun's disciples, and the remaining two were also happy.

"Disciple Bao Peng/Ancestor Ming He, see you."