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On the seventh futon, sat a black-clothed monk, this person was dressed in a black robe, black hair and black clothes, even his eyes were black, this person could not see a trace of white, and his posture was very strange. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person is the famous demon master Kunpeng in later generations. Zhuangzi's introduction to it on the leisurely tour is: there is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; Turned into a bird, its name is Peng, Peng's back, I don't know its thousands of miles, angry and flying, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

It can be seen from this that the strength of Kunpeng is not unfounded.

"Dapeng spreads its wings and soars to 90,000 miles." The speed of Kunpeng is also unparalleled in the flood world, its wings are 90,000 miles away, it can be said that in the flood wilderness, in addition to the immortal and immortal saints, it is the fastest speed of Kunpeng, as for the saint, it is already out of the Three Realms, not in the five elements, the soul is placed in the Heavenly Dao, it is completely another life realm, has mastered part of the law, its strength, naturally there is no way to know, so even if the speed of Kunpeng is fast, there is no way to catch up with the speed of the saint, because the saint uses the law, The two sides are not at all on the same level.

In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, because there is still a period of time before the three-thousand-year period at this time, there are still many people who are coming here one after another.

"Senior brother, it seems that you and I are people with shallow fortunes, and we are just born in a barren place like the West, and I can't even think of a chance to listen to the sage's preaching, but I pity you and I came in a hurry, but I don't want to go in vain." In the silent hall, a conversation attracts the attention of all the creatures here. Suddenly, everyone's eyes looked at the person who spoke up. I saw a person, who was six feet tall. But see:

Daxian is barefoot with jujube and pear fragrance, and the foot stepping on auspicious clouds is more abnormal;

The twelve lotus platforms perform magic weapons, and there is white light on the edge of the Eight Virtues Pool.

Shou Tongtian's words are not false, and Fubi Hongbo is crazy;

Cultivating the name of the relics, and the bliss of leisure is the West.

"Senior brother, this is Zixiao Palace, how can you complain here, beware of angering the saint. If you want to blame it, you can only blame me for the shallowness of the blessings. Another monk beside him saw that his junior brother was complaining here, and hurriedly persuaded him. When everyone heard the reputation, they saw that this person was six feet tall and had a yellow face. Although it was a look of suffering, there was a golden light in his eyes, and he was obviously not a dull person.

"Senior brother is taught." The Taoist who was six feet tall replied.

"Two Taoist friends, if you don't give up, Poor Dao is willing to give up this seat to Taoist friends." At this time, Hongyun, a good old man who saw no pain, spoke, just this sentence made the Honghuang monk's heart set off a shocking wave. Even this kind of seat can be given up, is Hongyun stupid? It's just that because this is Zixiao Palace, although everyone is shocked in their hearts, they don't dare to make a loud noise. Everyone can guess that there must be a mystery on these seven futons, but because someone has already sat on the futon, and this is Zixiao Palace, so everyone did not dare to fight, so they could only sit silently under the seven futons. But he never thought that the two of them just said a few words, and Hongyun, a good old man, gave up his seat.

"Daoyou is very gracious, and the poor Dao Zhun is unforgettable." The monks were not surprised by Zhun Ti's answer, because even if they had changed themselves, they would definitely have answered like this.

"Fellow Daoists, please." Hongyun really deserved to be the first good man in the flood wilderness, and he didn't have the slightest anger at Zhun Ti's answer, and jumped off the futon very naturally.

"Thank you, Red Cloud Daoist." From his words and deeds, Zhun Ti understood his identity, and there was no doubt about his words. "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the first good man in the wilderness, and he is really stupid." Zhun Ti thought to himself.

Although he felt ridiculous about Hongyun's behavior in his heart, Zhun Ti didn't dare to show it on his face, after all, he got such a good opportunity for nothing, and a fool would let others take it back, only to see Zhun Ti jump on the futon without hesitation and sit down steadily.

It's just that when Zhun Ti sat on the futon, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that his senior brother was still standing below, and suddenly, Zhun Ti's mind became active. "You should also find a seat for the senior brother, the front one is Sanqing, these three people are Pangu Zhengzong, I don't know what magical powers they have, or don't mess with them, and although the two people on the fourth and fifth futons don't know who they are, they are obviously together, and they are not easy to provoke, and the person at the bottom seems to be single, and in this Zixiao Palace, presumably the other party does not dare to make any moves." Zhun Ti's eyes scanned back and forth over the six futons beneath him, and finally fixed his gaze on Kunpeng.

His eyes were fixed on Kunpeng, and Zhun Ti naturally sensed Kunpeng's breath, and seeing that his breath was far weaker than his own, he suddenly became vicious, and his hand hidden under the robe moved slightly, and a breath flew out of Zhun Ti's hand, hitting Kunpeng's body impartially, and the defenseless Kunpeng was suddenly hit by this breath and almost fell off the futon.

"What are you doing!!" Kunpeng stabilized his body and looked at Zhun Ti angrily.

"Hmph, Poor Dao is just cleaning up the garbage, like you and other flat-haired beasts, wearing wool and armor, humidifying oviparous people, how can they sit here, why don't you quickly give up your seat to my senior brother." Zhun Ti looked cold and said in disgust.

Zhun Ti said this, but Nuwa and Fu Xi scolded it together, and the two looked in the direction of Zhun Ti, and their brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"You...... You...... You ...... "In Zixiao Palace, the place of the saint, even if Kunpeng is angry, he also knows that this is not the time to do it, if he accidentally provokes the saint, not only will the avenue not be heard, I am afraid that the saint will only be angry and his life will be difficult to save."

In desperation, Kunpeng had no choice but to get up and give up his seat to the lead. It's just that there was a burst of murderous aura in his eyes, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Hongyun, he felt that if Hongyun hadn't given up his seat to Zhun Ti, how could he be so humiliated today.

"Senior brother, come up quickly." Driving Kunpeng down, Zhun Ti immediately put on a smiling face and led the lead up. As everyone knows, his action not only provoked a lot of hatred for the two of them out of thin air, but even Sanqing had a faint trace of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at Zhun Ti and Yin.

The guide still looked distressed, jumped on the futon without hurry, and sat down steadily.

The hall fell silent again, but countless hateful eyes looked at Zhun Ti and Ji Yin.

Under the futon, a young man in a golden robe looked at the approaching Zhun Ti with a faint hint of killing intent.

"When ......" a bell that seemed to ring from the chaos came out of the Zixiao Palace, resounding in everyone's ears, and a purple qi as long as 99,999 miles enveloped the entire Zixiao Palace.

The saint travels, the sky appears a vision, and the purple air comes to the east for 90,000 miles. Seeing this, the people also knew that the saint was coming.

"The saint has arrived." Soon, with a crisp sound, two boys came out of Zixiao Palace, these two boys, a man and a woman, were all carved in pink and jade, and they were extremely cute. These two boys were the two boys who greeted Sanqing and the others at the gate of Zixiao Palace. One of these two people is called Haotian and the other is called Yaochi, who are the future Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.

At that moment, the two boys stood on the left and right sides of the top futon, and said to the monks: "Fellow Daoists, the saint is about to arrive, please sit down." ”

When the monks heard this, they found a place in the main hall and sat down, waiting for the saint to preach.

After the monks were seated, a figure appeared on the futon without a sound. This person is the first saint in heaven and earth, Hongjun!!

"Meet the saints." In Zixiao Palace, all living beings, no matter how high or low, saluted the figures on the high platform.

"You don't need to be polite, and in the future, you will sit down according to this position, and you must not change it without authorization." Hongjun waved his hand and dragged everyone up, with a smile on his face.

"This sermon is divided into three times, each time for 3,000 years, for a total of 9,000 years. Hongjun's magnificent voice resounded throughout Zixiao Palace. After speaking, without waiting for everyone below to react, Hongjun talked about the avenue by himself.

But seeing that the sound of the avenue is simple, all the visions in the Zixiao Palace have disappeared, there is no rui qi, there is no heavenly maiden scattering flowers, the earth is surging golden lotus, and the purple qi is not visible from the east, everything shows the simplicity of the avenue.

When the desolate creatures saw that Hongjun had already begun to preach, they gathered their minds and listened carefully.

"The avenue is fifty, the heavens are forty-nine, and one is the same, therefore, the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things......"

"The Tao rushes to use it, or it does not make a profit. The abyss is like the sect of all things. Solve its disputes, and its light, with its dust, like or exist. I don't know whose son is the first ...... of the emperor."

"Forever. Therefore, those who can live long and long in heaven and earth can live forever because they do not generate by themselves. It is the body that comes after the saint and the body that exists outside. Not for its selflessness! Therefore, it can become his private ......"

"There is a mixture of things, and there is a congenital birth. Lonely and independent, he will not change, and he can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, but the strong word is said. The name of the strong is great. The big is gone, the past is far away, and the far is reversed. Therefore, the Tao is great, the sky is great, the earth is great, and the people are also great. There is a great domain, and people live in one of them. Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the law of nature......"

Hongjun's voice spread throughout the entire Zixiao Palace, and everyone listened to it as if they were fascinated, immersed in the ocean of Dao and couldn't extricate themselves, sometimes their faces were overjoyed, sometimes their brows were furrowed, and their expressions were different.

Sanqing and the others, who were sitting firmly in a few futons in front of them, had a high level of understanding, and everyone's faces were filled with bright smiles, which showed that Hongjun said that these six people understood the most.

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