He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and Han Feng found that even if he had traveled to the Flood Era, the Heavenly Court reader on his mobile phone could still be used as usual, and he could still contact the Three Realms of his era. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately, he put his mind at ease, this was his biggest reliance, if this thing couldn't be used, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be safe and sound in this era when there were as many golden immortals as dogs.

When Hongjun Dao Ancestor passed the word just now, all the powerful people heard the general direction, and Han Feng also heard it, that is, in the outer heavens.

Zixiao Palace is in the depths of the heavens, beyond the reach of ordinary people, and those who reach it are destined.

Closing the phone and setting up Tengyun, Han Feng flew straight out thirty-three days away.

As soon as he flew into the outer heavens, Han Feng saw the raging chaotic air current, and with a push of his hands in front of him, the twelve-grade golden lotus in his body began to operate, and a light shield with the Xuanhuang Qi of merit appeared out of thin air, protecting him in it.

With the light shield of the twelve-grade golden lotus, Han Feng flew towards the depths of the heavens.

As he deepened, gradually, Han Feng saw a lot of figures.

These figures all have the same purpose as him, that is, to find the existence of Zixiao Palace in the depths of the heavens and the heavens.

These people who can run rampant in the chaotic air currents and swim in the outer heavens are all powerful people with extremely deep mana.

Eventually, a quaint building appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It was a quaint Taoist temple, standing in the depths of the heavens where the chaotic air currents were rampant, and it had an invisible majesty!

The area of the Taoist temple is not large, and on the plaque in front of the door, three ancient seals are written in the center: "Zixiao Palace." ”

In front of Zixiao Palace, there have been many people of all kinds, and there are also people like Han Feng who have just found this place and stopped in front of Zixiao Palace.

Han Feng silently stopped in front of Zixiao Palace, there were already a lot of people gathered here, and many people flew in one after another, but no one noticed him.

Then, Han Feng carefully looked at the people around him, among them, he saw three celebrities at a glance.

The three of them stood together in a group, forming a small circle, and the one in the center was an old man in a purple robe, his face was not shocked, and there was a sense of silence and inaction between his eyebrows, unmoved by external objects.

The old man squinted his eyes, as if he was asleep and woke up, but the momentum around his body was as mellow as water, which was unpredictable.

On the left hand side of Lao Jun, there was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a golden edge, his momentum was majestic and not angry, and the abyss was like the sea.

On Lao Jun's right hand, there is a man in a green robe in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, starry eyes like electricity, and an indomitable momentum, like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and compelling, with the courage of tens of millions of people.

Looking at the sharp aura on his body, people didn't dare to look at it directly, and when Han Feng saw it, he knew that this must be the Tongtian Sect Master.

Han Feng looked at it silently a few times, and his gaze turned from Sanqing to a pair of men and women with similar appearances.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, a talented country, like a fairy, and a feminine aura on her body.

The man's appearance is dignified, mixed like jade, and the woman's appearance is seven points similar, and there is also an immeasurable vast aura swirling around his body, obviously the mana of these two people is not bad.

"This should be the brother and sister Fuxi and Nuwa, right?" Han Feng thought silently in his heart.

Then, Han Feng saw a person wearing a red robe, who was suspected of being a red cloud, and Zhen Yuanzi who was holding a book from the ground beside him, which could be described as a landmark thing with the book from the ground in his hand.

In addition, there are also Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Kunpeng, and Styx...... and so on, all of them are powerful people in the flood period.

Of course, these are all things that Han Feng secretly guessed according to their physiognomy and characteristics, whether it was or not, he didn't know the bottom, only the Eastern Emperor Tai held the Chaos Bell in one hand, which was easier to recognize.

Because of the Chaos Bell, he had carefully seen the pictures of Ji Yan on the Mall of the Heavenly Court Reader, so he could recognize the appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell at a glance.

Just as Han Feng was secretly looking at these people, the door of the Zixiao Palace suddenly opened, and two pink-carved boys walked out of it.

A little beauty with bright eyes and bright teeth, a bright nose and red lips, a little beauty who is alive and well, a handsome, radiant, and lively little Zhengtai.

The two boys walked out, glanced at everyone outside Zixiao Palace, and said, "Teacher Hongjun is invited, fellow Daoists, please come in!" ”

After the two boys finished speaking, they stood left and right in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace, and they didn't look at everyone, and they had their own bearing.

", these two should be the first Jade Emperor and Queen Mother of the future Heavenly Court, right?" Han Feng looked at these two children, most of them were Haotian and Yaochi later.

So, the moment he walked into Zixiao Palace, Han Feng suddenly took out two packets of White Rabbit Milk Candy from the Dragon and Phoenix Ring, and stuffed one pack into each of the two boys.

The two boys looked at Han Feng's distant figure suspiciously, not knowing why he suddenly stuffed a bag of white things into the two of them.

But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this is the first time that someone has given them something since they became the children of Hongjun Ancestor!

Just when they were puzzled, Han Feng suddenly said to them: "Two boys, don't worry, this is an authentic White Rabbit toffee, sweet and delicious." ”

"White Rabbit Milk Candy? Sweet? What the hell is this? ”

The two boys glanced at each other, and although they didn't understand what the White Rabbit Milk Candy was, there was one thing they understood, and that was that this thing was edible.

Ignore the two boys' exploration of the White Rabbit toffee.

As soon as Han Feng walked into Zixiao Palace, he saw six vital things.

Zixiao Palace is a small Taoist temple from the outside, but there is something special inside, it is an extremely wide hall, and in the center, there is a cloud bed.

In front of the cloud bed, six futons are placed in turn.

Han Feng knew at a glance that these six futons represented the status of Hongjun's six disciples, and sitting on this futon represented the opportunity to become holy in the future.

At this moment, Han Feng didn't care about anything else, and flashed directly in the direction of the futon.

But the others are not stupid, and when everyone sees the six futons, they also know that this represents a special status.

Suddenly, the figure flickered, the target, the futon.

Han Feng didn't grab the first three futons, he was weak, how could he grab Sanqing?

Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Daoren, Emperor Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi are all extremely arrogant people, and they all aim at the first two or three futons.

In Zixiao Palace, the big guy didn't dare to use his mana to fight, so he could only fight secretly and compete with speed.

Over there, Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Daoren, Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi and others all went to grab the first few futons, while Han Feng set his sights on the fifth or sixth futon.

The two siblings of Fuxi and Nuwa have already teamed up to grab the fourth futon, and Han Feng is also useless!

It's a pity that when Han Feng just flashed to the side of the fifth futon, he was about to sit down on the five futons, when suddenly a figure flashed, and a black-clothed Taoist with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was already sitting on it.

When it comes to the method of getting up, what Han Feng learned is the inheritance given by Heavenly Dao himself, but in front of this person, he is still out of reach!

This thing was obviously coming from behind, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed Han Feng and sat on the fifth futon.

When Han Feng turned his gaze to the sixth futon, he saw a red shadow flashing again, and a red-clothed Taoist was also sitting on it.

"I'll it, this Nima won't let people mix!" Han Feng stood next to the fifth futon, speechless in his heart.

These two people who sat on the futon one step earlier than Han Feng were none other than Kunpeng and Hongyun.

It is said that this Kunpeng is not small, there is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

Kunpeng has an unparalleled speed, and it is beyond the reach of non-magic techniques, it is a natal supernatural power, even a saint cannot use it, so even if Han Feng has the body method of the Heavenly Dao inheritance, it is still not enough to see.

And sitting on the sixth futon red cloud, after the first opening of heaven and earth, the first red cloud between heaven and earth attained the Tao, and it was also known for its speed, and it also defeated Han Feng.

The fifth futon and the sixth futon here have landed, and the first four futons over there have also come to fruition.

Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Tongtian Daoren were slightly better, and squeezed out Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and the buttocks of the three of them fell, and one of them sat on a futon.

Fu Xi and Nuwa, two brothers and sisters, Nuwa sat on the fourth futon, and Fu Xi stood aside, revealing the appearance of a flower messenger!

Six futons, the same as Han Feng knew.

Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Daoren, Nuwa, Kunpeng, and Hongyun each sat down, and it didn't matter to him at all, even if he didn't know the prophet and knew that these futons were related to the qi of sanctification, it would be useless.

Looking at this result, Han Feng also wanted to cry without tears, but he also knew that the last two futons should not belong to Kunpeng and Hongyun, and they should have been taken away by the two in the West.

Sure enough, at this moment, two more Taoists walked into Zixiao Palace.

One of them was ridiculously thin, with a withered yellow face, a sympathetic expression, and a bitter face, while the other Taoist was white and fat, with a smiling smile on his face, and a kind face, a sharp contrast between sadness and joy.

It's just that this white and chubby Taoist saw the scene in Zixiao Palace and the six futons in front of the cloud bed, his eyes flickered.

Then, the white and chubby Taoist cried out mournfully: "Senior brother, pity me for a long way to the west, I have come here after a lot of hardships, but there is no place to rest, cry out and mourn! It's better to hit your head and die! ”

As he spoke, the white and chubby Taoist was about to hit the pillar of the temple.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, and stay at your resting place." Seeing that the white and chubby Taoist was about to hit his head on the pillar of the temple, the red-clothed Taoist sitting on the sixth futon suddenly spoke and stood up from the futon.

As soon as the red-clothed Taoist stood up, the white and chubby Taoist sat down without hesitation.

"I'll it, Nima is shameless enough, how did the Western Sect get the futon like this?" Han Feng looked at the scene in front of him, with infinite contempt in his heart, he originally thought that the two Westerners would use force, but in the end, these two were playing acting.

Then, the white and chubby Taoist looked at the fifth and sixth futons, rolled his eyes, pointed to the Kunpeng on the fifth futon and shouted: "What a wet and egg-like person, a man with fur and armor, how are you qualified to sit on a futon?" Why don't you go back quickly? ”

In a few words, the entire demon clan was scolded, and many people in the hall changed their faces, but it was none of their business, and they were happy to watch the show.

Although Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are also demon clans, they didn't sit on the futon themselves, watching other demon clans sit on the futon and press them, they naturally didn't bother to speak.

Nuwa is also a demon clan, frowning and showing her eyebrows, but she did not interject.

At this time, Yuan Shi Tianzun, who was sitting on the second futon, also spoke: "Yes, don't defile such a throne, don't retreat quickly!" ”

Someone helped, Kunpeng, who was weak and weak, glanced at the chubby Taoist with hatred, there were two people on the other side, and there was only one person, and he couldn't exert his mana here, so he was definitely not an opponent when he pulled it, and he lost face in vain.

Helpless, Kunpeng could only stand up from the futon.

Who knew that he had just stood up, and the thin Taoist standing next to the white fat Taoist sat down, and he looked so much more so that everyone in the hall was speechless.

Han Feng looked at the performance of these two goods, and constantly despised these two in his heart, especially the fat man, this goods should be the quasi-Daoist, and the yellow-skinned Daoist was the guide.

The quasi-Daoist and the Daoist are the two masters of the Western Sect, two of the six Heavenly Dao Saints of the Honghuang Tianding, and the sentence "This thing is related to my West" has made these two shameless Western two sect masters.

However, Han Feng didn't care about this, seeing that there were people sitting on the six futons, and the other party was all in pairs, he would definitely not be able to do it if he went to grab it himself.

In the end, Han Feng tilted his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and took out a futon from his dragon and phoenix ring, and threw it next to Zhun Ti and sat down.

There are a lot of this futon in his dragon and phoenix ring, all of which are ordinary goods that were packed in the supermarket before, and he just remembered it.

There were two or three thousand people in the hall, and they all saw Han Feng take out a futon and sit down, and they were all dumbfounded, this is Zixiao Palace! Nima can still bring her own futon??

Seeing Han Feng sitting on the futon he took out, some of the people despised it, some were speechless, and some even admired it, why couldn't he think of this?

Facing everyone's eyes, Han Feng didn't have any psychological barriers, this was Lao Tzu's own futon, so he didn't have to rob anyone now, right?

Thinking like this, Han Feng sat on the futon he brought and swayed it from side to side, feeling very comfortable.

At this moment, two boys outside suddenly closed the door of the temple and walked in.

Subsequently, the two boys came to the cloud bed to stand on the left and right, and the little Zhengtai boy said: "The teacher is about to start speaking, all the Taoist friends sit down and make a noise." ”

Then, the little Lori virgin said: "The seat has been set, and you must not fight for it without permission, and there will be another dispute." ”

As for Han Feng sitting on the futon he brought, the two boys didn't let Han Feng remove the futon under his butt because they had received a gift from Han Feng before, and the two of them just didn't see it. (To be continued.) )

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