I, the God of Prehistoric Time, control infinite time and space

Chapter 135 Chapter 135
"Zunti, thank you fellow Taoist Hongyun!"

"When you come to my prehistoric west in the future, I will definitely prepare a banquet for you!"

.........

Immediately, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhunti pushed Jieyin up.

"Hong Yun is a really good person, a good opportunity was lost just like that."

Standing behind Nuwa, Fuxi could not help shaking his head as he calculated the fate on the futon.

Received by the futon, he smiled at Hongyun, took out a lotus flower, which may be the appearance of a low-grade innate spirit treasure, and handed it to Hongyun.

"It's a small thing, I hope Fellow Daoist will accept it!"

Hong Yun pushed and shoved, he was a high-grade innate spiritual treasure, and he didn't need this so-called low-grade lotus.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi at the side walked over and took the lotus in his hand, and said, "I'll help Hongyun put it away first."

If you don't take a spirit treasure, you're a fool!

Now that the futons are gone, and finally a low-grade innate spirit treasure is delivered, this Hongyun is still twitching, pushing and shoving, as if he was afraid that he would not suffer a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Zhen Yuanzi was smart, the futon was lost, and this spiritual treasure that was given for nothing must be lost.

Flies are meat no matter how small.

After a while of sighing, Da Neng present looked down on Zhunti who was crying like a film king, and looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

I want to criticize, but it's not good to make loud noises because it's a saint dojo.

Turning his head, Zhunti glanced at the other people on the futon.

Three clean ones, occupying three futons, I can't afford to mess with them.

Shaking his head, looking at Nuwa, he saw Fuxi and Dijun standing behind her. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Can't afford to offend.

As for Kunpeng next to him, he seems to be the only one on the fifth futon, weak in strength, and easy to bully.

So, Zhunti bowed his body and came to Kunpeng, watching him meditating with his eyes closed and not caring about world affairs.

"Hey, friend Dao!"

"I don't know if you can take pity on my brother, and traveled hundreds of millions of miles to get here, listen...!"

"No!"

Kunpeng knew what they were calling for, so he directly refused.

"Fellow Daoist, you are a bit dishonest!"

"I represent the hundreds of millions of souls in the West who come here to hear the sermon, not for me alone."

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, you have to understand that saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You just need to give up your seat to me... Then you will be my great hero in the West. If you come to the West in the future, I will wait...!"

"Get lost," Kunpeng yelled at Zhunti, cursing, "Your west is as barren as a dirt dog, and you only have a lotus flower of low-grade congenital treasures all over your body. Why should I go to your west? Do you eat dirt? "

"Also, don't say that the two of you represent hundreds of millions of living beings in the west, and I, Kunpeng, represent hundreds of millions of living beings in the mountains and seas of the North Ming to come here to listen to the sermon!"

"Shameless!"

Kunpeng was furious, but he didn't expect to meet two rascals when he heard the Tao.

Sage Hongjun sat above and watched, the six people who had been selected originally were about to be changed in this way by God's will.

Perhaps, when I fought against Luo Hu back then, it was a little too unfair to the West.

So, at this moment, I didn't say a word, just watched the futon fall quietly and sat down.

That's God's will, that's all, I just need to wait slowly.

After talking for a while, Zhunti found that he couldn't say anything, which was really uncomfortable.

however…

"You know that a flat-haired bastard with fur and horns that hatched from wet eggs, my elder brother let you give up your seat, that's a respect for you, you really don't know what to do!"

"It's really embarrassing for a creature like you to come here to occupy the place of the futon."

"I advise you to get out of the way as soon as possible, otherwise you will lose face and face later, and the gain will outweigh the loss!"

Receiving a burst of cursing made Kunpeng feel uncomfortable for a while.

"hateful!"

Kunpeng's bang sounded, and the whole hall roared.

"Sage Dojo, do you dare to yell?"

"It's really a wet-born egg, a flat-haired beast with fur and horns, it is not qualified to sit with me and Sanqing at all."

Yuqing Yuanshi glanced at Kunpeng, and his flat voice shocked Da Neng present.As expected of Sanqing!

As soon as these words came out, Kunpeng became more and more angry. He didn't expect that he would be looked down upon by many creatures for no reason when he came out of the Dao of Nothingness Hall and came here to listen to the Dao of Saints.

"Three clean-ups in one body, one person speaks, it is equivalent to acquiescing!"

Everyone present knows that Kunpeng's opponents at this moment are not only Zhunti and Jieyin, but also Sanqing.

Sanqing, who is known as the authentic Pangu, was born rich and noble all his life. He was born noble, and it is normal to look down on other living beings.

However, this sentence also brought flaws to Sanqing's future development.

Nuwa pouted, pouted and glanced in Sanqing's direction, a little dissatisfied.

Even Emperor Jun Fuxi, Taiyi and many other Dansheng powers were dissatisfied.

"What Fellow Daoist Yuan Shi said, is he saying something about my brother and sister?"

Fuxi asked coldly.

When Yu Qingyuan saw this, he turned his head and smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

When Fuxi heard this, he couldn't help but sneered, and said: "I use the array of gossip to deduce that you will not be able to become a saint in the future!"

"My younger sister is the number one sage in the prehistoric world in the future, and you can't do without her until you become a sage!"

"As long as my Fuxi is around for a day, you will have no chance of being a saint in this life!"

This is calculated by Fuxi's deduction technique combined with ancient legends.

The six-way futon is indeed the seat of the future saint, but I am not rare, on the contrary, my sister is also a saint.

However, what he said made the creatures present puzzled.

Saints...what are they?

Except for a generation of gods and demons, other creatures do not know what a saint is.

For a while, even the sage Hongjun, who was in the upper rank, couldn't sit still.

"Fuxi, how can you deduce the secret of heaven?"

"Besides, the way of heaven hasn't been revealed yet?"

……

As everyone knows, Fuxi has been completely reborn after being transmigrated into an ancient Taoist magic scroll.

It is not an exaggeration to become a generation of Chaos Demon God.

It can be counted as half a disciple of nothingness.

And Gu Sheng is the Daoist of Nothingness, the ancestor of nothingness.

Since Fu Xi was given a chance in ancient life last time, his fate has changed.

Moreover, even Nu Wa has an extraordinary life experience, and there is a terrifying power born from the fifth congenital mother as her guardian.

When it comes to the backstage, the whole prehistoric, Nuwa and Fuxi's backstages are definitely number one.

.........

"cut!"

Yuqing Yuanshi's disapproving expression made people frightened and envied.

Maybe he really didn't care, maybe he just didn't know anything.

Seeing this, Fuxi didn't say much anymore, anyway, since his sister became a saint in the future, he wasn't afraid of Sanqing either.

As long as Nuwa disagrees, he will not be able to become a saint.

What's more, I have already inherited dozens of chaotic formations, as long as one of the formations is perfect, there is nothing that can be done to me.

"Insanity!"

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches glanced at Fuxi and Nuwa and looked down on them.

As for Kunpeng, he is still in a dilemma at the moment.

"It's disgusting!"

Kunpeng said something.

"Master Peng doesn't want this futon today, and in the future he will keep you Sanqing behind and beat him up."

After finishing speaking, Kunpeng fluttered his wings and left directly, leaving Zixiao Palace, not intending to continue listening to this nonsense.

(End of this chapter)