I don't know how long it took, thousands of monks had gathered at the gate of Zixiao Palace, including everything from the Heavenly Immortal Realm to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, but what surprised Di Jiang was how these Heavenly Immortals flew out of the thirty-three days away, could it be that Hongjun made a move? No wonder he said that anyone who is destined can come to listen, it seems that it is not just a casual talk.

Just when the monks were bored, the gate of Zixiao Palace finally opened slowly, only to hear the sound of swishing, one after another figures squeezed towards Zixiao Palace, at this time the gate was only half open, these monks couldn't wait. Dijiang was amazed by this scene, it seems that the bad habit of liking to rush up is inherited from ancient times, but I don't know why there is such a strong inheritance ability in this regard, while other quintessential cultures have many faults.

Di Jiang did not hesitate, and led the other ancestral witches to squeeze inside, but he knew that there were six futon holy seats inside, and if he occupied one, he would not have to worry. The twelve people of Dijiang are all physically strong, and the other monks are their opponents, they are all squeezed aside, looking at the monks on the side who are squeezed by themselves and grinning, Dijiang is very guilty in his heart, is he too bullying like this?

Finally, Dijiang became the first batch of monks to squeeze into Zixiao Palace, looking at the six futons in the distance, they were very happy, skipping the first three futons, and sat directly on the fourth futon, the first three he didn't dare to occupy, that was the position of Sanqing, that was the heir of Hongjun's internal Dao system, he grabbed it, can Hongjun agree.

The three Qings also have some skills, as soon as Di Jiang sat in place, they squeezed in, and saw that Di Jiang sat on the fourth futon, and he was not modest, so he sat the first three directly, and at this time Kunpeng also squeezed in, looked at Di Jiang, and immediately sat next to Di Jiang on the fifth futon. After a while, Fuxi Nuwa, Di Jun Taiyi and others also followed, and when they saw that there was only the last seat left, they all wanted to sit on it, but when they saw that Hongyun came first, and as soon as they stepped on it, everyone was stuck behind, and Di Jun and the others were angry, and it was not good to do anything in Zixiao Palace, so they had to let them sit up. Nuwa, who could have grabbed a futon seat, can only stand now due to the appearance of Dijiang.

Di Jiang looked back at the crowd, it was no longer as chaotic as just now, the futon was gone, and they all found a corner to stand at random, waiting for Hongjun to come out and preach. Di Jiang looked at Kunpeng on the side again and smiled at him, Kunpeng was very happy, but instead of smiling, he nodded to Di Jiang.

At this time, the gate of Zixiao Palace was about to close, but two strangely dressed Taoists hurried over, their faces were tired and tired, and they looked tired and hard.

Di Jiang smiled in his heart, Zhun Ti finally appeared, and he had to take a good look at how they performed.

As soon as Zhun Ti entered Zixiao Palace, he glanced around, saw that there were six futons, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly fell to the ground and cried to Jieyin, "Senior brother, you and I have worked hard for the Western souls, and we have worked hard to listen to the sermons in the past thirty-three days, just to learn some skills to benefit the Western souls, and now you and I are physically and mentally exhausted and have no seats to sit on, waiting for the next Dao Ancestor to preach, how can we listen carefully, if we get nothing back, how can we face the thousands of Western creatures." As he spoke, he burst into tears, with a face of vicissitudes, and he had no shame to face Jiangdong's fathers and elders, and wanted to kill himself in Wujiang's momentum.

Jieyin's eyes were calm and his face was distressed, but when he saw Zhun Ti lying on the ground crying to himself, his heart was cramping, and his calm eyes suddenly burst into sad tears, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't cry out loud, and his expression became more bitter. This picture made the eyes of many monks in Zixiao Palace red.

"These two are so pitiful. Houtu, who was standing beside Di Jiang, suddenly said, only to see that her eyes were slightly red, and there were traces of tears on her face.

Di Jiang sighed slightly, he could see that although Zhun Ti was specially made for everyone to see, but the sadness of the cry was real, and these two people did not completely fake, speaking of which, these two people had a very hard time before they became holy, but they still did not leave the barren land of the West, but always insisted on transforming the West into a paradise, this heart is good, but the method used is too shameless.

At this time, Hongyun, who is known as a good old man, couldn't look at it anymore, only to see his eyes slightly red, suddenly stood up, and said: "Quasi-Ti Daoist friends, just go to my futon to rest for a while, but I'm not tired, just stand and listen." ”

Zhun Ti's eyes lit up, and he quickly sat up, and then said to Hongyun: "Thank you, Daoyou." Then he ignored Red Cloud.

Hongyun was stunned, smiled bitterly, didn't say anything more, and honestly stood behind.

"Why is this Zhun Ti like this!" At this time, Hou Tu said to Di Jiang again, but he felt that Zhun Ti's attitude towards Hongyun was a little excessive.

"You can't just look at people at the surface. Di Jiang said meaningfully. Houtu frowned, but he thought about it.

Zhun Ti, who sat on the futon, seemed very happy, and then saw that there was no seat for the lead, and couldn't help but think again. The three people sitting on the top hand have a similar atmosphere, obviously together, the three of them, there are only two of my senior brothers, but they can't be provoked. looked at Di Jiang again, and saw that there were eleven people standing behind him who were not weak, faintly protecting him in front, and he didn't dare to provoke him. At this time, he looked at Kunpeng again, and saw that he was weak and weak, and there was no one standing on the side, so he couldn't help but start the idea of his seat, although Kunpeng's strength was not weaker than himself, but there were two people on his side, but he was not afraid of him, and he made a decision in his heart, and Zhun Ti no longer hesitated. Suddenly pointed at Kunpeng and drank.

"Here is the place where the saint preached, how are you qualified to sit with me as soon as you are wet and egg-clad and clothed with armor, and you should quickly retreat and defile the futon left by the Dao Ancestor. Zhun Ti suddenly became difficult, and his voice was so strong that some monks who couldn't cultivate their minds were taken aback.

Kunpeng saw Zhun Ti suddenly scolding himself, his heart was extremely angry, and the three corpses jumped violently, if it weren't for the scruples that this was a saint's dojo, he would have already shot at Zhun Ti at this time.

"Hmph, I think it's you who defiled the Daozu futon, you didn't hesitate to cry on the ground for the futon, ashamed of others, Hongyun Dao's friendliness gave up your seat to you, but you didn't have any sincerity in thanking you, I think you still quickly returned the seat to Hongyun Daoyou, I'm ashamed to be separated from you. Kunpeng's voice was hoarse, but he was not the master who swallowed his anger, and even the candle dragon of the quasi-saint realm dared to kill him in order to take revenge, not to mention Zhun Ti.

The original one on one side wanted to interject and say two sentences about Kunpeng, but he always looked down on demons, and this Kunpeng had a gloomy face, which made people feel annoying. But when he saw that Kunpeng was so strong, he swallowed back what he wanted to say, this person must have something to rely on if he dared to speak like this, so it was better not to offend casually.

Zhun Ti didn't expect Kunpeng to speak back against him, so he was furious and released his momentum to lock on Kunpeng. Kunpeng snorted coldly, and also released his momentum to fight against it, and for a while, the two masters of the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal wrestled in Zixiao Palace.

At this time, the guide on the side looked at it, and walked over to Zhun Ti quietly, and at the same time released his momentum to bully Kunpeng with Zhun Ti.

"Are you looking for death?" Di Jiang on the side suddenly stood up, now he was really angry, you Zhun Ti is shameless, but you can't bully my brother, Di Jiang's eyes were bloody, and he glared at Zhun Ti to lead the two. Zhun Ti led the two of them to be surprised for a while, what is this Di Jiang doing, he doesn't seem to have provoked him.

Di Jiang didn't care if this was a saint's dojo or not, he walked straight to the two people who were still oppressing Kunpeng with his momentum, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, he slammed two punches, knocking the unsuspecting Zhun Ti and Ji directly to the ground.

"Brother Dijiang, no. At this time, Kunpeng also discovered Di Jiang, and when he saw him directly beating people, he was very worried, but at the same time he was very moved, there are brothers like this, this life is enough.

"You, you dare to hit someone in the saint's dojo. Zhun Ti fell to the ground, pointing at Di Jiang with one hand, looking very angry.

"Someone dares to oppress my brother first, why don't I dare to beat someone?" Di Jiang said coldly, this posture shocked everyone in Zixiao Palace. Everyone thought in their hearts, don't provoke this person in the future, this person is angry but he doesn't care about the consequences at all, he dares to do it in the saint's dojo, and the original is even more glad, fortunately, he didn't say anything sarcastic about Kunpeng just now, otherwise he might have lost his face.

"Big brother is so domineering. At this time, the co-workers on one side said to the other ancestors, with an expression of pride in being Dijiang's brothers, and the other ancestors were also excited, watching Dijiang's domineering leak detection on the side, and calming the audience. Only Xuan Ming and Hou Tu were worried, and they didn't know if they would punish Di Jiang when Hui Hongjun appeared.

There is another person whose eyes are a little different, but it is Di Jun who is standing in the distance, he looks at Di Jiang at this time, and can't help but think of the scene when the Dragon and Han Dynasty were in the early tribulation, and Kunpeng and Di Jiang fought against Lin Zu to kill the candle dragon, just now, he still had an urge to go up and fight against Zhun Ti with them, but in his mind, he immediately thought of the picture of himself wearing a golden crown to dominate the wilderness, and he couldn't help but suppress this ridiculous impulse.

"You, you..." Zhun Ti still pointed to Di Jiang, but he couldn't say a word.

"What am I? Do you want to compare with me, then know how to do it, I just want to step on you twice. Di Jiang looked at Zhun Ti coldly.

At this time, Kunpeng on the side no longer persuaded each other, and took a step forward firmly, if Dijiang made a move, he would not hesitate to follow suit, and he would be punished by Hongjun together.

And the other ancestral witches also took a step forward, and their momentum was strong, but they were stunned for a while.

"Dijiang Daoyou, misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding. At this time, he got up, and hurriedly pulled the Zhun Ti on the side, and gave in to Dijiang.

Di Jiang is not a person who does not know the importance of it, and when he saw that he was soft, he didn't say anything anymore, and went straight back to his seat. Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't make a big deal out of it, otherwise he would have made Hongjun angry, and he would be sorry for Brother Dijiang. Kunpeng didn't say anything more and returned to his futon.

Calm quickly regained in Zixiao Palace, but Zhun Ti and Ji Yin did not sit on the futon again, but stayed honestly on the side, and the sixth futon was strangely empty there, and no one dared to sit on it at this time. Zhun Ti was extremely angry at this time, thinking in his heart about how to instigate and let Daozu punish Di Jiang when Xia Hongjun appeared.

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