This is a big deal, he originally came to hunt down and kill the coffin maker, but he even grabbed a futon seat, and anyone who got a futon can get out of the holy seat.

Pick up a holy throne for nothing?

Zhang Fan was stunned, others grabbed the death and grabbed the life, and he picked it up for nothing? No matter how shameless it is, it's going to be a little embarrassing, like this...... Not good.

Although Zhang Fan's heart is itching, but this guy's brain is still quite clear, what consequences will be caused by sitting down, it is too difficult to predict, it will trigger all subsequent historical developments, this is too scary, but the coffin maker has already sat down, and there is only one way to kill him, but the preacher in front of him is Dao Ancestor, and he wants to kill people in front of him in his territory, is this possible?

After groaning, Zhang Fan had no choice but to sit down.

He planned to listen patiently, and wait for the preacher to start speaking, and then move when his attention was not on him, otherwise he really wouldn't have the slightest chance.

At this time, not long after the whole world first opened, everything was chaotic, and many living beings did not wake up, and those who had awakened were all highly talented, that is, the so-called root and foot cows, and this group of people without exception all became the top powerhouses of later generations.

It's not ordinary people who can open their wisdom at the beginning of the world.

Everyone who listened to it was fascinated.

Zhang Fan also felt a strange power germinating in his cells, and his brain opened again and again, gaining insight into the many mysteries between heaven and earth, and making him more integrated on his own Taoism.

To a large extent, his cultivation has risen by a large scale.

At Zhang Fan's point, the progress has been great, and the space is also very small, and he is overjoyed to have such progress, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

Zhang Fan had always hoped that the preacher would say something about the netherworld, but he didn't mention it for a long time, which made him a little disappointed, at this time, there may not be a ghost in heaven and earth, and even others don't know what a ghost is.

The preacher may have also seen that Zhang Fangen's feet were strange, so he sat down.

Little by little, time passed.

I don't know how long it took, people came in one after another, and this one came in again, Zhang Fan's old acquaintance, it was the Demon Emperor, but at this time, the Demon Emperor had a green face and a little cute.

Then there are the Buddha Shakyamuni, the Spirit Lord, the Le Xian, the Dragon Ancestor, and the Kirin Xiangrui...... According to the original historical records, there were only 79 people who gave their first lectures at the opening of the altar.

In the end, Zhang Fan counted them, and there were a total of eighty people.

He is the one who has been added to history, but there is nothing abnormal about the coffin maker.

Although the number of people listening to this sermon was small, the impact was the greatest.

The sea and the sky asked: "Dare to ask the Taoist, what is a saint, and how many saints are there?" ”

This issue is of great concern to all those present.

"The saints are eternal, transcending the way of heaven, and are the supreme avenue, as for the number of saints...... There were only seven of them. ”

The audience couldn't help but be in an uproar, there were as many as eighty people in this hall, and there were only seven saints, this probability was too low, and after hearing this, everyone was even more nervous.

Everyone wants to be this saint.

"Dare to ask the Taoist again, which seven are they?"

The preacher first glanced at the person sitting under the tree in the first seat, "Baby, you can get the holy throne!" ”

The people under the tree were overjoyed when they heard this, and bowed down: "Thank you." ”

The preacher's gaze immediately fell to the second seat, that is, the sea and the sky that asked the question, and said: "The sea and the sky can also get the holy position." ”

Haitian Cangqiong was also overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly saluted: "Thank you." ”

The seven seats went to two at once, and there were only five left, and everyone became nervous, staring at the preacher without blinking, eager for him to call their names.

After saying these two people, the speaker did not directly say the third person, but groaned, as if he was calculating the way of heaven, and only spoke again after a long time, his eyes fell on Shui Zixian's face: "Girl, you can become a saint." ”

Shui Zixian was overjoyed when she heard this, and she also knelt down deeply.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no change, if this made Shui Zixian lose her holy position, then maybe she would not have the ability to travel through time and space, and there would be no later Taiwei Sect.

Immediately afterwards, the preacher looked at the one in the Bulao Mountain, and Zhang Fan wished that this person's holy position was lost, but the preacher said: "Although you are walking on the side door, you can also become a saint." ”

The one on the hill of Bulao was also overjoyed and thanked.

The next thing is the coffin maker, Zhang Fan's heart beat all of a sudden, what kind of existence is the preacher, he knows the chaos of Tianyuan before, and the endless time and space later, what he said will definitely come true, if this can't be true, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

Zhang Fan secretly clenched the sword in his hand, and if the lecturer had any tendency to believe that the coffin maker could become a saint, he would kill the coffin maker first.

Shui Zixian has already been sanctified, and once he succeeds in killing the coffin maker, he will leave immediately. In such an atmosphere where everyone's attention is focused on the saint, he feels that there is still a great chance of success.

The preacher looked at the coffin maker and groaned again, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was calculating the way of heaven again, and finally said: "The coffin maker ......."

The coffin maker came from later generations, and he didn't say his name, but the speaker reported his name, which shows that it is really not trivial, and the coffin maker himself is nervous, and Zhang Fan's heart is also beating.

"You ...... too"

In general, Zhang Fan's eyes widened, this word has already explained everything, there is no second possibility for the following words, and the saint must not be allowed to say it.

Whoosh, a sword light flashed out!

Zhang Fan did not hesitate to make a move, he is a natural gambler, in the face of choice, he usually chooses the biggest bet and the most benefits.

The sound of the sword roar swept through the entire hall in an instant, and everyone was stunned.

Someone suddenly made a move in the Taoist's dojo?

At this time, the heavens and the earth are also in constant disputes, and the major tribes and races have all been killed in the dark in order to compete for territory, even if there are many opponents present today, they all let go of their hatred at this time, listen to the sermon with peace of mind, and no one dares to be presumptuous.

"Oh my God!"

Shui Zixian was also surprised.

It was all too sudden, and the strength of the coffin maker was not too strong, he was almost powerless to resist, and the difference between the two was only a few meters.

At such a close distance, it was as if those who were not paying attention could not even see the coffin maker being killed.

However, the preacher who could detect everything had already known that Zhang Fan was going to make a move, his face was cold, and he flicked his finger towards the sword, and visually, the two of them shot almost at the same time.

As soon as the sword roar sounded, it quieted down, and the sword shot by Zhang Fan had disappeared into invisibility, but Zhang Fan, a gambler, was a gambler with a strong heart, after he made a move, he fled directly, and disappeared into the hall in an instant, without looking at whether he could kill the coffin man to death, and after a blow, he immediately fled thousands of miles away.

In a flash, it disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Fan and Ziyun reappeared in ancient times, and Ziyun asked nervously: "Big, have you succeeded?" ”

Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know, look at what's wrong with this world?" ”

Immediately, he opened his third eye to look at it.

When his eyes swept over the sea and the palace of the god of Taishui, he saw Zhuang Zhuang and Fluttershy, the two of them were actually singing, and it was Zhuang Zhuang who was teaching Fluttershy to sing, and the three views were destroyed, Zhang Fan quickly covered his ears, almost being forced by something, and was about to retract his gaze, his eyes swept over a portrait of the palace of the god of Taishui.

This is not Lei Zu, but another person, so that Taishui can not even worship Lei Zu and worship him, there is only one person, that is, the leader of the sacrifice sect.

And the person on the portrait is the coffin maker of the preaching dojo, he did not die, and finally became the leader of the priesthood.

"Didn't kill!"

Zhang Fan was a little depressed, the coffin maker became a saint, and he was even more sure that Tianyan in the future would stop being related to him, and Zhang Fan wanted to kill him in the dojo, but he didn't succeed.

The coffin maker will definitely retaliate against him, but the coffin maker is a saint, so although the sacrificial religion has a great sage, it still hasn't developed after all, and to some extent, it's not as good as the little sage of the Confucian Academy?

"He was sanctified." When Zhang Fan said this, he felt a little bitter in his mouth.

The worst thing is that now the whole world has been changed by him, and he wants to kill him, unless he goes back to the original place to block him in the dojo of the preacher, but, Zhang Fan tried, and the farthest time period he went to was the last time he went to chase down the coffin man.

And the power of the coffin maker to travel through time and space comes from Zhang Fan's soul traces, so naturally there is no way to go further, not because the number of soul traces is not enough.