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"Fellow Taoist, you are older than me, so you should be the one to make the last futon!" Taoist Master Zhunti said in a sad tone.
"There are no seats for fellow Taoists. How can I feel at ease if I sit on this futon?" the Taoist who led the way said bitterly.
The tragic tone in which the two spoke, coupled with their embarrassed looks, did indeed inspire sympathy.
" However, the powerful monks who came to Zixiao Palace were not stupid people. They all watched with cold eyes until they figured out the whole story.
Especially Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin, who secretly grabbed futon seats while they were meeting Tongtian, which made them quite unhappy.
"It's true that God has not blessed us in the Western Continent. The demonic path was raging in the past, and the spiritual veins are barren in the future! We don't even have a seat to listen to the sermon now!"
Taoist Zhunti sighed sadly.
"Fellow Taoist, no matter what, please sit down on this futon seat first." Jieyin said with a bitter look on his face, "I think we have traveled through mountains and rivers from the Western Continent and finally arrived at Zixiao Palace. Listen to the sermons of the saint so that you can go back and revitalize the Western Continent. Although there is only one seat, it is better than nothing!"
"Hey, it would be great if there was a futon seat!"
Taoist Zhunti raised his head and sighed deeply, with crystal tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.
The two sang together, letting everyone know their origins.
They come from the Western Continent. The Western Continent¡¯s spiritual veins were damaged in the war to exterminate demons, and its spiritual energy was withered and barren.
They rushed all the way to Zixiao Palace because they wanted to listen to the Saint's Way so that they could go back and revitalize the Western Continent.
So, the eyes of the powerful monks who were watching with cold eyes gradually softened.
"Although these two people don't understand etiquette, their encounter is indeed miserable!"
Many powerful monks couldn't help but think about it, and they were infected by the sad atmosphere created by Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin.
However, they still said nothing and watched silently.
"No wonder the two of them were able to deceive two holy futons in their original path of heaven. Their acting skills and scheming are really amazing!"
Tongtian continued to watch with cold eyes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
With just a few simple words of dialogue, the unhappiness in the hearts of the powerful monks present was resolved, and they were indeed quite capable.
However, he did not expose or stop him, but glanced at Hongyun from the corner of his eye. He wanted to see how Hongyun would make a choice.
Taoist Zhunti was also looking at Hongyun out of the corner of his eye. He obviously knew Hongyun¡¯s identity. After all, Hongyun just said his Taoist name when he paid a visit to Tongtian.
As a top innate power, unless you deliberately keep a low profile and don't publicize it, you will be famous in the ancient continent and be known to everyone.
Hongyun, as the most good old man in the prehistoric times, naturally has a high reputation in the prehistoric continent, and is also known by Zhunti.
He was sure that Hongyun had a good heart. As long as he bought a lot of misfortune and won Hongyun's sympathy, he could get Hongyun's futon seat.
"These two fellow Taoists are really miserable!"
Hongyun¡¯s eyes were full of sympathy, and she was really moved by the massacre of Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin.
Especially when he heard Taoist Zhunti say, "It would be great if there was a futon seat," he felt a little moved in his heart.
An idea came to his mind involuntarily, and he gave up his futon seat to Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jingyin, so as to fulfill these two great perseverances.
"Hurry up and give up your seat to Pindao!"
Taoist Zhunti kept roaring in his heart. He had already seen that Taoist Hongyun was moved by his words and was about to give up his seat to him.
But he couldn't wait any longer.
He needs to get the futon seat now, lest things change later!
He now feels more and more that the futon seats contain great opportunities. Otherwise, it would be impossible for the huge Zixiao Palace to only have six futons.
So, he wants to get it at all costs.
Zhen Yuanzi¡¯s eyes flashed slightly as he sat cross-legged behind Hongyun. Although he wasn¡¯t quite sure what the mystery was, he felt something was wrong.
He has always kept Tongtian¡¯s advice in mind for Hongyun, so his attention has always been on Hongyun. Whenever Hongyun behaves inappropriately, he will try his best to stop it.
Tongtian¡¯s eyes were indifferent, as if the whole matter had nothing to do with him.
"I have already said what I need to say. It is up to you to choose whether you will live or die in the future!"
If Hongyun keeps his advice in mind and implements it, then he?Coming from the meeting, while taking away Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi, he would protect Hongyun from death.
However, if Hongyun still insists on having his own way, he can only stand by and wait for Hongyun to fall before going to grab the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
After all, although his relationship with Hongyun was okay, it was not good enough to help Hongyun selflessly all the time.
The atmosphere in Zixiao Palace suddenly became inexplicably weird.
Many top-level innate experts with keen intuition realized that something was wrong with the situation.
In the back hall of Zixiao Palace, although Hongjun's eyes were indifferent, he also paid attention here, waiting for the situation to settle.
It¡¯s the last futon, we can¡¯t make it any more messy!
At this moment, Hongyun suddenly said out of nowhere: "Two fellow Taoists" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com