Fortunately, Hongyun only told everyone their names this time.

If he even said everything about the dojo and his feet, Qin Lang was afraid that he couldn't help but eliminate the harm for the people first.

Sure enough, Hongyun's actions also annoyed the introduction and Zhun Ti.

Only Zhen Yuanzi apologized to the three of them in vain.

However, Qin Lang, who had already been cheated twice, didn't want to endure it, and said directly: "Red Cloud Daoyou, I don't need you to thread the needle and thread from the side to make friends with others. In the future, you should not know me Lingxuanzi, let's return to the bridge from now on. ”

"Lingxuanzi Daoyou, why is this?"

Qin Lang saw Hongyun's stunned expression, he didn't say anything, and directly chose a corner to close his eyes and breathe alone.

To say that the aura concentration of this Zixiao Palace is much better than that of his Forget Worry Mountain.

In just a few moments, he replenished the true yuan he had spent.

Although he was now alone waiting for the opening of Zixiao Palace, Qin Lang did not regret it at all.

It is difficult to seek the word, and he will not be allowed to make a mistake!

It's just a pity that the bond with Zhen Yuanzi has only been involved for thousands of years...

The monks who came to hear the sermon gathered more and more.

Some of them gathered in groups to talk about the Tao of the Occult Dao, while others chose to wait alone like Qin Lang.

Just when three thousand monks gathered outside the palace gate, two pink-carved little dao boys slowly walked out of Zixiao Palace.

If Qin Lang hadn't known that these two were the future lords of Heavenly Court, he would probably have been deceived by the appearance of the two of them.

Because he stood relatively high, Qin Lang was the first to enter Zixiao Palace.

It's just that none of the people who entered Zixiao Palace sat down.

Because the six futons in the first row were emitting a dazzling purple light at this time.

Those who came to hear it had already seen that these six futons had a great opportunity.

Therefore, the monks who entered Zixiao Palace fell into a short stalemate.

In just a moment, the three Daoists joined hands and rushed towards the three futons at the very front.

When Qin Lang saw this, he knew that this was the Pangu Sanqing that was differentiated by the Pangu Yuan God.

However, the three of them are connected in breath, although some people are not angry, but no one dares to embarrass the three of them.

And the remaining three futons are even more spooky.

The dazzling purple light actually directly enveloped a luxuriously dressed woman and the two of them.

Although the three of them did not fight, they won the futon for nothing.

This... That's not a good thing.

Could it be that his own joining changed the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao?

Now that Hongjun has been sanctified, if he really traces back to the roots, he will definitely not be able to run!

The more he thought about it, the more troubled Qin Lang became, so he could only find a random seat and sit down.

However, this move was despised by many guests in Zixiao Palace.

Where does Qin Lang still care about this!

has been using the reason of 'the big trend is unchangeable, the small trend is changeable' to calm his heart.

When he finally recovered his state of mind, the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace had reached the point of tension.

I saw that those unwilling monks united in twos and threes, and took turns attacking the six people sitting on the futon.

However, these six people are all the top powerhouses in the flood at this time.

After the six joined forces, how could these rabble be able to contend with?

Qin Lang didn't have the intention of competing for that person, so he just took out the Tianshui Fishing Drum to protect himself.

What Qin Lang didn't expect was that Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun also found a place to sit down casually, and did not participate in the competition for the futon.

This is a bit inconsistent with Hongyun's consistent character of being dead!

However, many guests in the Zixiao Palace soon knew that they could not snatch the purple qi futon with their strength, so they chose to give up.

At this moment, only the four of them are still struggling with needles.

Among the four people, two of them were wearing similar golden robes, and they both had a three-legged golden crow embroidered on their chests.

If his expectations were right, these two should be Dijun and Taiyi who had transformed into the Sun Star.

And the remaining two, Qin Lang, couldn't see the heels, but the two of them looked very gloomy, and they knew from their appearance that they were the kind of people who were not easy to get along with.

However, Qin Lang, who had calmed down, was all performing at this time.

Although the attacks of these four people were continuous, they all continuously compressed and released their own mana.

It wasn't the magic power that Qin Lang was expecting.

It stands to reason that such a farce should stop soon.

But just when Qin Lang was about to have some other fun, a simple and solemn gray-black bell hung above the heads of the first and two brothers of Emperor Juntai.

"The Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Poor Dao, with this innate treasure incarnation. Please ask the six Taoist friends to compete on their own, my brother and I only take two futons, if not, don't blame the poor Dao for being ruthless. ”

What is this?

People don't talk much?

However, before the six people sitting on the futon could react, Taiyi and the other three were crushed to the ground by a great force.

Although this coercion must have been strong, it did not hurt the four of them at all.

In just a moment, there was an old man with immortal wind bones sitting on top of this Zixiao Palace.

When everyone saw this, they were all worried in their hearts, and they got up and saluted the old man.

The old man looked around at the crowd before waving his hand and sending the four people lying on the ground to the last row.

"From now on, the seats will be as they are now, and you can't wait for it anymore. ”

When Qin Lang heard this, a boulder in his heart fell a little.

Judging from Dao Zu's attitude just now, Dao Zu didn't pay much attention to him.

Hongjun's sermon goes from shallow to deep, starting from the opening of spiritual wisdom in all things.

Qin Lang had never risen since the beginning of his transformation, and he listened very carefully to these basic things.

The road to simplicity!

Don't look at these things, they are not of much use to his current cultivation, but they are all-encompassing.

Qin Lang compared Hongjun's teachings with the inheritance he had received.

I found that whether it was formation, alchemy, refining weapons, or cultivating spiritual roots, all of them had been greatly supplemented.

No wonder I heard people say that it is okay to die at night.

Qin Lang was like a sponge at this time, frantically absorbing the knowledge passed down by Hongjun.

But just as Hongjun began to prepare to explain the law, the sermon stopped abruptly.

This feeling of not being up or down made Qin Lang feel extremely uncomfortable.

"This sermon has been completed, and Zixiao Palace will open again in 30,000 years, waiting for good students to participate. ”

When Qin Lang heard this, he shook his head helplessly.

It was rare for him to be a top student, but he didn't expect Hongjun to stop preaching at the most critical time.

However, this trip to Zixiao Palace, his harvest was not bad.

At least let him decide how to refine the Dao Spirit Treasure.

He was going to use the Five Elements Dao with bitter bamboo to refine a bamboo flute.

Not only can it be used to pass the time, but it also has a wide range of sound attacks.

With his innate array of merit integrated into the Forgotten Worry Mountain, as long as he nests in the Forgotten Worry Mountain, the idle monks are afraid that they will not be able to threaten him.

However, just as Qin Lang was about to leave Zixiao Palace, a sentence came from behind him: "Fellow Daoists, please stay!"