"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, and stay at your resting place."

Seeing that Lin Yang 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, Lin Yang sat down without hesitation, and said in his heart that he was worthy of being a good old man in the wilderness, and this kindness alone was worthy of praise.

After Lin Yang sat down, he looked at the red-clothed Taoist and said with a smile: "Thank you Daoyou, in Xia Lin Yang, dare to ask Daoyou Fa?" ”

The red-clothed Taoist looked at Lin Yang's movements, and knew that he was pretending before, he was speechless, and his face was not very good-looking, so he only responded, "Poor Dao Hongyun." ”

Sure enough, it's a red cloud!

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Thank you, Red Cloud Daoist!" ”

There were two or three thousand people in the hall, all of whom saw Lin Yang's previous appearance, watching him sit on the futon, some with contempt, some with envy, and even more admiration, and so on.

Facing everyone's eyes, Lin Yang has no psychological obstacles, this futon is related to the opportunity to become holy, whether it can be sanctified or not, sit down first.

Thinking so, he sat on the futon and swayed it from side to side, feeling very comfortable.

At this moment, two more Taoists walked into the Zixiao Palace, one of them was ridiculously thin, with a yellow face, a sympathetic expression, and a bitter face.

Another Taoist, who ate white and fat, with a smile on his face, a kind face, one sad and one happy, in stark contrast to his companions.

It's just that this white and chubby Taoist, when he saw the scene in Zixiao Palace and the six futons in front of the cloud bed, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he cried and shouted to his companions.

"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.

It looks like it's about to hit the pillars of the temple. There was no reaction in the hall, and the white and chubby Taoist figure couldn't help but pause, at this time, the senior brother in his mouth, the yellow-skinned Taoist stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and comforted: "Senior brother, don't be in a hurry, just blame me for waiting for my slow legs and feet, and I didn't arrive in time." Don't miss out! Don't mourn! ”

The white and chubby Taoist took the opportunity to go down the steps, turned his head to look, and saw that the two or three thousand people in the main hall were all looking at him with very strange eyes, what did he say?

He acted in this bitter scene, no one let the futon forget it, why did he look at himself like this?

Everyone looked at this white and chubby Taoist. Look at the young man sitting on the sixth futon, all speechless. They are all shameless!

It's a pity that this white and chubby Taoist is late, otherwise he can play with the man on the futon to see who can grab a futon.

Only Hongyun looked at the futon he let out, with a bitter expression.

Seeing that no one gave up his seat, the white and chubby Taoist turned his eyes on the six futons. First swept over the first three futons, and the three of them looked at the first three futons, and then looked at the fourth futon.

This is a woman, and there is a similar-looking man standing behind her to protect the Dharma, and she is not easy to mess with.

The white and chubby Taoist looked at the fifth and sixth futons. His eyes rolled, and he pointed to the Wuyi Taoist on the fifth futon, and said, "What a wet and egg-like person, a man with wool 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, said: "However, don't defile such a throne, don't retreat quickly!" ”

Someone helped, and the Wuyi Taoist who was weak and weak glanced at the white and chubby Taoist with hatred, there were two people on the other side, and he 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, the Wuyi Taoist could only stand up from the futon, and as soon as he stood up, the white and chubby Taoist sat down, and his movements were almost exactly the same as Lin Yang before, making everyone in the hall speechless.

After the white and chubby Taoist sat down, he looked at the senior brother who was still standing, and his eyes turned again, wandering between Nuwa on the fourth futon and Lin Yang on the sixth futon.

Lin Yang looked at the appearance of this goods, and knew that this was one of the Western duo's quasi-Daoists, and the yellow-skinned Daoist was the guide.

The quasi-Daoist and the Daoist are the two masters of the Western Sect, and two of the six Heavenly Dao Saints of the Honghuang Tianding.

The sentence "This thing is related to my West" has made the shameless Western Second Sect Master, a quasi-Taoist person, the so-called only because of the many talents in the East, come to meet the front edge and marry the holy fetus, which is this goods.

Seeing that the eyes of the quasi-Daoist kept turning, Lin Yang knew that he was playing his own futon, and without waiting for this thing to speak, he directly smiled and said, "Do you want to give my futon to your senior brother to sit on?" ”

The quasi-Taoist was stunned, he didn't expect this person to be so direct, he didn't know how to answer, his heart turned, he pushed it over directly, and said in his mouth: "Senior brother, come and sit!" ”

"You're paralyzed!" Lin Yang was caught off guard, he didn't expect this thing to be so shameless, he actually made a sneak attack to push him, stretched out his hand, pressed the futon under his buttocks, and kicked it while scolding.

This kick directly kicked in the face of the quasi-Daoist, Lin Yang was also pushed and staggered, and the Daoist on the side had already reached out to pull him, seeing that he was bullied by two and the futon was not safe.

In this Zixiao Palace, no one dares to use mana, just like a scoundrel fighting.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded.

"Enough! Pull and pull, what a system! ”

Before the words fell, on the cloud in the middle of the hall, a kind old man appeared out of thin air, which surprised everyone in the hall, because with their skills, no one found out how the old man appeared, as if he should have been sitting there.

Lin Yang, the quasi-Daoist, and the Daoist also stopped moving.

The old man looked at the three people who were pulling and pulling, and said lightly: "Okay, it is not easy for you two to come from the west, add another futon!" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand a little, and a futon appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"Thank you, teacher." The usher said respectfully, and then sat down on it.

Lin Yang sat between the quasi-Daoist and the Daoist, looking at the old man on the cloud bed, this is Hongjun! Daozu! (To be continued......) R1292