Hearing the summons of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, all the saints were shocked, and they didn't care to continue to check where the Chaos Bell flew, so they left the dojo and flew thirty-three days away, secretly guessing in their hearts at the same time, I don't know what happened to the old man Hongjun summoning himself and others at this time. ,!

Thinking of the Chaos Bell that flew away just now, I knew that it had nothing to do with the old man Hongjun, after all, looking at the Three Realms, who could sweep away the Chaos Bell in front of all the saints, except for Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who else could have such ability?

There was a slight bottom in his heart, all the saints did not dare to slack off, they left the cave one after another, and came thirty-three days away, when Ling Xiao arrived at the Zixiao Palace, the six saints had all arrived, and they were sitting cross-legged on the futon.

Seeing that he had come the latest, Ling Xiao walked quickly in front of the Tongtian Sect Master, and said apologetically, "Master!

Taishang Laojun on the side twisted his beard and smiled: "Master and nephew don't care, our dojo is originally in thirty-three days, and the Taoist line is higher than you, so naturally you will come first, and the master and nephew don't mind the trivial things!"

The Tongtian Sect Master nodded indifferently, glanced at Ling Xiao and smiled slightly: "What Senior Brother said is very true, disciple, don't mind!"

When Ling Xiao heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after bowing to the Tongtian Sect Master, Taishang Laojun, and Nuwa Niangniang, he came to the Tongtian Sect Master and sat down cross-legged, but his eyes looked at the high platform in front of him, waiting for the arrival of the old man Hongjun.

Just while waiting, an ethereal and mysterious aura flashed on the high platform, this breath actually contained the charm of the silk road, natural and simple, wonderful, all the saints hurriedly looked up at the high platform, only to see that I don't know when, the old man Hongjun has appeared on the high platform, except for Ling Xiao, none of the saints know how Hongjun appeared, when it appeared.

Ling Xiao was also quite puzzled about how Hongjun appeared, just now when he looked up at the high platform, in the last moment, the high platform was still empty. In the next moment, the old man Hongjun had already appeared on the high platform, just out of thin air, without a flash of Xuanguang or supernatural powers. That's how it came out of thin air. It's as if you're sitting on a high platform all the time.

Although I don't know how the old man Hongjun appeared, this is not the time to guess this question, all the saints bowed down and shouted in unison: "Disciple to meet the teacher." Teacher Shengshou!"

The old man Hongjun said lightly: "Get up! Today, I have a big event to announce when I come here." ”

All the saints shouted in unison again: "Please give the teacher's command!"

The old man Hongjun looked indifferent, and said slowly: "Houtu, come out!"

"Yes!teacher!" a gentle and gentle female voice slowly came out of the apse of Zixiao Palace, and then. Under the astonished gaze of the saints, a woman slowly walked out of the apse.

The woman was about twenty-four or five years old, dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress, with a beautiful face, a gentle expression, and a kind face.

As soon as this woman came out, all the saints knew that she was one of the twelve ancestors of the past and the strongest of the witch clan. In the past, she incarnated the six reincarnations of the Hou Tu Niang.

Houtu Niangniang walked in front of Hongjun and bowed down gently: "Disciple Houtu to meet the teacher!" The voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley, and the lark sings, which is very pleasant.

The old man Hongjun changed his usual coffin face, and the corners of his mouth pursed slightly. It was rare to show a smile: "Houtu, you have a relationship with the poor road, the old Tao asked you, are you willing to worship under the poor road." Disciple for me?"

The opening is a flat thunder, as soon as this statement comes out. The faces of the saints changed drastically, and the old man Hongjun was really speechless, and he scared the saints with one mouth.

Since countless thousands of years ago, Hongjun Dao Ancestor became a saint and preached in Zixiao Palace, it has been countless thousands of years, and the guests who heard it in the past three thousand Zixiao Palace, except for the six saints, are basically almost dead.

There are only a few people left who are Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, Kunpeng and so on, and at this time, when they heard that Hongjun Ancestor was going to accept disciples, how could the saints not be surprised?

You must know that Hongjun Ancestor has another deep meaning in accepting disciples, that is, sanctification, thinking that a few people who were accepted by Hongjun Ancestor under the door, there is one who is not a Taoist mixed element, and has become the supreme existence between heaven and earth.

When Zixiao Palace opened for the third time, Hongjun Dao Ancestor gave the foundation of the Seven Great Dao and gave them to the saints and Hongyun Ancestor respectively, as a result, those who were accepted as disciples by Hongjun were all sanctified, and the unlucky ghost Hongyun Ancestor who was not accepted by Hongjun as a disciple completely dissipated in heaven and earth.

After the closure of Zixiao Palace, for countless years, there were only two people who could be personally opened by the old man Hongjun and accepted apprentices, one was Ling Xiao back then, but was politely rejected by Ling Xiao, and the other was today's Houtu.

When Houtu heard this, he was pleasantly surprised, smiled at Hongjun Ancestor, bowed down again and again, and said: "Disciple Houtu visits the teacher, the teacher is shengshou!"

The old man Hongjun on the high platform made a profound gesture and nodded indifferently: "Well, Houtu, in the future, you will be the fifth disciple of the poor road, living behind Nuwa, and you have seen several senior brothers and sisters such as you!~"

Hou Tu Niang Niang didn't dare to slack off when she heard this, and they saluted the four of Taishang Laojun, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master and Nuwa Niangniang, saying that they had "seen senior brother and senior sister", and made a mockery to Zhun Ti Buddha and Amitabha Buddha, and praised Taoist friends as polite, Sanqing and others did not dare to slack off, and they also got up and returned the salute.

After meeting Sanqing, Hou Tu looked at Ling Xiao behind the Tongtian Sect Master, a smile flashed on his gentle face, he walked in front of Ling Xiao and made a slight snort, his lips opened slightly, revealing two rows of braided jade teeth, and chuckled: "Ling Xiao Daoyou, you and I have not seen each other for countless thousands of years since we parted from the Netherworld Blood Sea, and now Daoyou has also become the supreme powerhouse of the Three Realms, which is really congratulatory!"

Now that Tu Niang Niang was accepted as a disciple by the old man Hongjun, how could Ling Xiao dare to accept her courtesy, hurriedly got up from the futon, dodged away, and replied: "Niang Niang Hugh wants to be like this, Niang Niang was accepted as a disciple by the ancestor, and in terms of seniority, she is the uncle of the poor Dao, how dare the poor Dao accept the gift of the Niangniang?"

Hou Tu Niang frowned slightly, did not refute Ling Xiao's words, knowing that this place was not the place to speak, after receiving Ling Xiao's half-salute, she didn't say much, nodded slightly to Ling Xiao, and looked at Hongjun on the high platform again.

After the old man Hongjun and other saints saw the ceremony, he stretched out his hand to the ground and pointed to the ground, and a mysterious clear light flashed through his fingertips, after the clear light landed, a white jade futon appeared out of thin air on the ground, and the position of the futon was ranked behind Nuwa Niangniang, but it was in front of Amitabha Buddha, Hongjun said lightly: "Houtu, from today onwards, that is your seat!"

Hou Tu Niang bowed down from afar: "It's the teacher!" After that, she lifted the lotus step lightly, walked to the futon, and sat down gently.

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