"Zixiao Palace, is this the Sage Dojo? Sure enough, it is very mysterious!" Outside Zixiao Palace, there was a cry of surprise, and then it disappeared without a trace, obviously indulging in the mysterious avenue that surrounded Zixiao Palace.

It didn't take long for seven figures to walk in from outside Zixiao Palace, and it was Fu Xi and Di Jun and his party.

"Well, I didn't expect it to be a friend of Sanqing Dao, I waited for me to find this Zixiao Palace. Hongyun looked at the Sanqing Daoist sitting in the front, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to step forward to say hello to Sanqing.

"Hongyun Dao is friendly and slow!" Just as Hongyun had just taken two steps, suddenly, Zhen Yuanzi, who was standing in front, stretched out his hand to stop him, and saw Hongyun looking at him with a puzzled look, Zhen Yuanzi had to remind,

"Sanqing Daoist seems to be comprehending the Great Dao, it's better not to disturb Daoyou!"

When Hongyun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he carefully glanced at Sanqing, who was closing his eyes and surrounded by the mysteries of the avenue around him, and was shocked in his heart, and then suddenly came over, and hurriedly thanked Zhen Yuanzi,

"Thank you for the reminder!"

At the same time, Fu Xi looked at Sanqing, who was sitting at the front, and then at the remaining three futons on the side, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Then, Yu Guang looked at Nuwa beside him, and his heart moved, so he pulled Nuwa to walk towards the three futons in front first.

"Brother?" Nuwa saw Fu Xi press herself on the fourth futon in front of her, and then sat down behind her, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Sister, this is your chance!" Fu Xi took a deep look at Nuwa and said.

"Huh?" Nuwa was stunned for a moment, and then felt an inexplicable Dao Yun pouring into her heart, it turned out to be the Dao Yun of Creation, where did she care why her brother Fu Xi didn't sit on the remaining futon, and quickly closed her eyes and realized the Dao.

Just as Nuwa was sitting on the futon, the rest of the people came to their senses, only to see two figures suddenly flash, sitting on the remaining two futons, but it was Hongyun and Kunpeng.

Hongyun and the two sat on the futon, but for some reason, they didn't fall into the mystery of the avenue like Sanqing Nuwa.

Hongyun looked at Kunpeng, who was sitting next to him and was in the same state as himself, his eyes flashed slightly, he arched his hand towards Kunpeng, and asked with a smile, "Poor Dao Hongyun, dare to ask the name of your friend?"

"Hmph!" Kunpeng snorted coldly when he heard this, seeing Hongyun's smile on his face, he looked at himself and frowned, but he still opened his mouth and said, "Kunpeng!"

Hongyun smiled brightly, and did not continue to entangle, but also closed his eyes, learned from Sanqing Nuwa, and felt the Dao Yun around him, but no matter how he felt it, he still did not feel like Sanqing and others, in desperation, he had to give up the idea of continuing to understand, opened his eyes, and his eyes swam in Zixiao Palace.

At this time, in the apse of Zixiao Palace, Zhou Yu and Hongjun sat opposite each other, and a quaint mirror was placed in the middle of the two, reflecting the scene in Zixiao Palace.

I saw Zhou Yu looking thoughtfully at Hongyun and Kunpeng, who were sitting on the last two futons, and then withdrew his gaze from the mirror, looked at Hongjun, and his heart moved, as if he had a point,

"Hongjun Daoyou, those six futons seem to have another mystery!"

"Chance!" Hongjun spit out two words lightly.

Zhou Yu smiled indifferently, then his eyes froze, and he suddenly asked,

"Fellow Daoist, if the poor Dao makes a move, I don't know if this final result will make a change?"

"If Daoist friends really want to, this heaven and earth will naturally give one to Daoyou!" Hongjun heard this, glanced at Zhou Yu deeply, and said.

"No need, I want to get rid of the way, this seat is better for others!" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said with a smile.

Hearing Zhou Yu say this, Hongjun's expression moved, and a trace of strangeness appeared on his face, but he disappeared in an instant, and continued to stare at everyone in Zixiao Palace.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu glanced at Hongjun thoughtfully, and muttered in his heart,

"Heavenly Dao?"

At this time, in the Zixiao Palace, many monks walked in intermittently, but they all knew that it was the saint dojo, so they didn't make a noise, and they all found a seat to sit down.

At this time, two Taoists walked in from outside the palace, one of them was six feet tall, with a white face and a bright smile on his face. One of them had his head on his head and temples, his face was sallow, and his expression was full of pain.

I saw that the white-faced Taoist looked at the Zixiao Palace, which was already full of people around him, and suddenly opened his mouth and let out a sad cry,

"Senior brother, I think we came here from the West after a lot of hardships, and now we don't even have a seat in this Zixiao Palace, so it's better to go back!"

After saying that, he cried, and with the messy hairstyle, the embarrassed body, and the somewhat torn robe, it really looked like that.

Hongyun saw this, but his heart was a little unbearable, and he said with kindness: "Don't be sad for Daoists, give up the position of poor Daoists to Daoists!"

The man was overjoyed when he heard this, and unceremoniously pulled his senior brother to sit on the futon let by Hongyun, and then looked at Hongyun and bowed, "Poor Dao Zhun Ti, this is my senior brother's introduction, thank you for your friendship, you don't know your name yet?"

Hongyun smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm Hongyun, Daoist friends and sit first." ”

Zhun Ti thanked Hongyun again and again: "Thank you, Daoyou"

Then he rolled his eyes and looked at a few people around him, "I don't know if any fellow Daoist can give up a place with Poor Dao, I am grateful!"

said so, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Kunpeng.

"Kunpeng Daoyou, can you give up your seat to the Quasi-Daoist? Hearing this, Hongyun looked at Kunpeng's eyes and said on the side.

"You!" Kunpeng was furious when he heard this, and just wanted to speak, but at some point, Sanqing, who was perceiving the Great Dao on the side, had woken up, only to see Yuqing Daoist looking at Kunpeng, frowning in disgust, waving his hand to emit a white light, knocking Kunpeng down from his seat,

"It's all about those who are clothed in wool and armor, humidifying the oviparous, and they don't give up their position to this fellow Daoist. ”

Kunpeng was knocked out of his seat, and suddenly became angry, and he wanted to speak, but when he saw Yuqing Daoist looking at him coldly, his heart tightened, so he had to suppress his anger to the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to attack.

wanted to sit back in his position, but at the moment when he was knocked off the futon, the seat had already been seated by Zhun Ti, so he had to look at Zhun Ti Hongyun and the others hatefully, and then sat down on the futon behind him.

In the apse of Zixiao Palace, Zhou Yu looked at the red clouds that gave up the seats, and the two Kunpeng, looking at Hongjun, said meaningfully,

"Friendly means!"

"They don't have that opportunity, it's better to get out of the way!" Hongjun shook his head, not caring about the meaning of Zhou Yu's words.

After the words fell, he got up and stood up, looked at Zhou Yu and asked,

"The time has come, can you go with the poor Dao?"

"I want to do what I want!" Zhou Yu smiled slightly, and also stood up and said with a smile. It's just that there is a hint of indescribable meaning in the smile.