The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

The implication: There is no need to persuade fellow Taoists, the old Taoist mind has been made up.

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In fact, when the story is written here, it is basically considered as the end of the book, and the rest is to make up for the story of the prehistoric Fengshen chapter, to maintain the integrity of this world, and the book will be completed after the conferred gods.

In addition, a new book is already under consideration. Panda will probably rewrite a theme similar to "Movie World Lucky Draw". After all, many brothers and sisters like this book. If Panda writes a story about the movie world, you will like it, right?

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Chapter 446

3000 years later, Zixiao Palace gathered 2998 top powerhouses in the prehistoric world. Among them, the most powerful is Sanqing with three points of Pangu Yuanshen, followed by the two golden crows on the sun star, and the third is Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun Er. People group, although the others are also very strong, but they are all single-handedly, so they can't compare with the newspaper group to keep warm.

Then there were six futons placed in the front row of Zixiao Palace. As soon as he walked into Zixiao Palace, Sanqing felt something, and he worked together to snatch the first three futons, while the fourth and fifth futons were suppressed. Yuanzi and Hongyun snatched it away in a group. Originally, Dijun and Taiyi had a chance, but at this time they are leading the monster clan in the world to fight against the witch clan. The listeners in the middle had a good relationship, so the sixth futon was snatched by the fastest Kunpeng.

Although Dijun and Taiyi were a little annoyed, they were not without gains. At least they had a good chat with a Taoist friend named Fuxi. His generous demeanor and erudite self-cultivation made the brothers even more impressed, and they chatted quite harmoniously for a while.

Just when Zixiao Palace was about to close, two rather embarrassed people arrived.

These two people are not other people, they are the guide and Zhunti who came from the west.The two first exchanged a few words with the listeners in Zixiao Palace, and then squeezed forward. When they saw that in the huge Zixiao Palace, only the six people in front were sitting on futons, their hearts moved immediately. , seems to be aware of the importance of these six futons.

Zhunti’s eyes flashed, showing eagerness, but seeing that all six seats were occupied, his face also showed anxiety. He looked at the reception with a distressed face, and immediately said with grief and indignation: “ Big brother, you and I have gone through untold hardships to come here for the sentient beings of the West, but we don’t want to even have a seat, we really feel ashamed of the sentient beings in the West!”

In the back hall of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun couldn't help but twitch when he heard Zhunti's cry, but Ling Chi chuckled and praised Zhunti's wit.

This quasi-mention directly mentioned that I came to listen to the sermon for the sake of all beings in the West. It can be said that it occupies the moral high ground of the entire West. The hidden meaning is: You Hongjun is the main person responsible for the West becoming what it is today. , Now that we come here to listen to sermons, if you don’t give us some compensation, you will be sanctified, and you will have to bear the karma of the destruction of the entire West in the future, and you will not be able to make any further progress in Taoism.

This pun is a bit of a pun.

When Hongjun was thinking about compensation to the west, everyone in Zixiao Palace showed disdain, and only Hongyun sitting on the fifth futon looked at Zhunti with a complex look on his face, as The well-known good old man in the prehistoric, he was indeed a little shaken in his heart, but he could also feel that this futon seat was a great opportunity, and he really couldn't bear to give it up.

After all, Hongyun is also a great Luo Jinxian. Although he is usually kind and good, he also has priorities. He still knows how to choose between great opportunities and good deeds.

Seeing Hong Yun's appearance, Ling Chi nodded secretly.Although Hongyun is a good person, he is not willing to do all good things. If it is really like the description in many Hong Huangliu novels, he stands up and gives up his seat without thinking, it would be too Mary Sue.

In the cruel world of the prehistoric world, Mary Su would definitely not survive three days. Hong Yun's great reputation in the prehistoric world did not depend on Mary Su's behavior style, but on his powerful strength.Now Hongyun's cultivation is absolutely among the top group of people in the Three Realms. Although there is no powerful innate spiritual treasure to protect him, the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian's peak is enough to make 99.9999...% of the creatures in the wild dare not make mistakes , It is precisely because of the foundation of strength that Hongyun dares to be a good old man.

At this moment, he absolutely knew the great opportunity represented by the futon, and he would not give it to someone who had nothing to do with it for no reason, unless his head was suddenly kicked by a donkey.

On the other hand, after Zhunti performed a crying scene, he saw that the people on the six futons were all indifferent, and he became anxious: What's going on?Is my acting not good enough?Are these six sitting bastards all hard-hearted?Is my eldest brother and I destined not to sit on the futon?

Just when Zhunti was impatient, and Jieyin's face became more and more miserable, Hong Yun suddenly stood up: "You don't have to do this, fellow daoist, it's just a seat, just give it up to fellow daoist."

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Everyone was stunned, everyone looked at Hong Yun like a fool, Zhen Yuanzi who was sitting next to him was even more frightened, and was about to drag him back, but saw a hungry tiger pounce on him, and jumped to the fifth place. On a futon, he sat down on a futon, turned left and right, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, for giving up your seat. With me, it is really touching, Pindao is here to thank fellow Taoists for the common people in the West."

Hearing Zhunti's words, everyone had wonderful expressions on their faces. They looked at Zhunti as if they had eaten shit. How can this be... how can they do this?

There was a flash of confusion in Hongyun's eyes, and then he became clear again, his face changed suddenly, he couldn't believe that he had really given up his seat to Zhunti, and he wanted to repent, but Zhunti had already sat down and said a good word, if he It is not impossible to snatch the seat back, but this is Zixiao Palace, what if something happens and the saint is annoyed?Moreover, Zhunti looked embarrassed but full of anticipation at this time, which made him even more reluctant to grab his seat back, so he could only grit his teeth and pinch his nose to admit it.

In the back hall of Zixiao Palace, Ling Chi turned his head to look at Hongjun with his eyes closed, and sighed: This unlucky Hongyun was really kicked by a 'donkey'.

Hongjun is also not kind, why are the nuwas on the futon replaced by Zhenyuanzi, and Hongyun is still a pit?Can't you change someone?

However, he didn't want to get involved with Hongjun's matter. After all, Hongjun had spent 3000 years explaining the way of becoming a saint to Nuwa.

In the main hall of Zixiao Palace, as soon as Zhunti sat down, he looked left and right. Zhen Yuanzi on the left stared at him with a very ugly face. If it wasn't for Hongyun pulling him behind him, he might have tried to beat him up.

Zhunti shrank his neck, this town Yuanzi has the help of Fortune, so it is not easy to provoke, not to be provoked.

Looking to the right, he saw a guy with gloomy eyes and a hooked nose. He didn't look like a good person at first glance. His cultivation level seemed to be similar to his own, and he didn't seem to have any helpers.

Zhunti and Jieying exchanged a look and reached a tacit understanding.

The next moment, Zhunti yelled at Kunpeng in a cold voice: "The place where the sage preaches, you don't look like a good person at first glance. What qualifications do you have to sit in this seat? If you don't move out of the way, let my elder brother take the seat."

When Kunpeng heard this, he immediately became angry, but before he could react, Jieyin and Zhunti actually attacked him directly. Kunpeng didn't expect that someone would dare to attack in Zixiao Palace. He flew out, but Jieying took the opportunity to dodge, and landed directly on the futon.

Kunpeng, who fell to the side, was furious and roared: "You despicable villain!"

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a powerful force appearing in the hall, and everyone realized that Hongjun had appeared on the high platform at some point, and the whole hall suddenly became extremely silent, and they all sat quietly in their seats Come on, don't make trouble.

"..." Kunpeng clenched his fists so tightly that he was almost bleeding. He glanced at Jieyin, Zhunti, and Hongyun sitting behind Zhen Yuanzi with extremely cold eyes. He took a deep breath and stood in the second row. Find a place to sit down.

Hongjun glanced at everyone in the hall, and said calmly: "From now on, let's use this seating order!"

Hearing this sentence, Kunpeng felt a chill in his heart, knowing that his chance had completely disappeared, his heart became more and more resentful.Hate Zhunti, hate Jieyin, hate Hongyun even more!

If it wasn't for Hong Yun Lard's heartless offer to give up his seat, how could he have lost his seat?The fuse of all this is because of Hong Yun. He can't do the two tasks of receiving and guiding by himself. Although he can't provoke Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun to join forces, Hong Yun spends most of his time walking alone. At that time, as long as he did it without anyone noticing...

Hong Yun's back suddenly turned cold, and he felt strong malice.He didn't need to pinch his fingers to figure out who was thinking about him. Putting himself in his shoes, if he were Kunpeng, he would definitely wish he could strangle himself to death. It was so irritating.

He was also angry with himself, why did his brain suddenly twitch?He obviously didn't want to give up his seat, so why did he change his mind at that moment?Although he woke up later, it was already too late.

Is it God's will?

Hongyun was puzzled and had no time to think about it anymore, because Hongjun started to preach.

In the first lecture of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun started from Qi training and continued to talk about how to become a golden immortal.This includes the cultivation system between different races in the wild, any of which can be cultivated from the weakest to the golden fairy realm, all the knowledge is huge, and it took a full 3000 years to complete the description.

Among the [-] listeners present, the weakest ones are the early stages of Daluo Jinxian. This knowledge was of no use to them, but everyone was fascinated by it, because this knowledge is a very complete cultivation system, as long as they understand it After these, if you accept apprentices in the future, no matter what race they are, you can teach them in accordance with their aptitude and help them become golden immortals.

Moreover, they themselves can learn and consolidate these basic knowledge to perfect their own Tao, which has unimaginable benefits for them, so no one dares to be lazy, and everyone has studied and mastered these knowledge very seriously.

When the year 3000 arrived, Hongjun stopped and said, "After 1000 years, Zixiao Palace will hold a lecture for the second time, so let's go away!"

After the words fell, Hongjun disappeared in the main hall, and the three thousand listeners felt lost, and bowed to the ground one after another: "Thank you, teacher."

After the salute, 3000 people left Zixiao Palace one after another. Before Kunpeng left, he gave Jieyin, Zhunti and Hongyun a vicious look, and said coldly: "I will never forget the revenge for taking the throne!"

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Looking at the back of Kunpeng going away, Zhunti whispered: "Brother, what should we do? This Kunpeng has some skills, although we brothers are not afraid when we are together, but if he plays tricks..."

Jieyin revealed a look of sorrow, and sighed softly: "This is my brother's fault, but for the sake of all living beings in the West, I have to do it. Even if I am infected with such karma, I can only face the difficulties."

After some words, Zhunti nodded repeatedly, but Zhen Yuanzi who was on the side snorted coldly, and dragged Hongyun away from Zixiao Palace.

"..." Jieyin and Zhunti met each other's eyes, and their faces turned bitter.

It seems that Kunpeng is not the only one who offends!

Ling Chi did not participate in all kinds of things in Zixiao Palace. For the past 3000 years, Ling Chi has been guarding Nuwa in a side room in the back hall.

This Nuwa has been in retreat for 3000 years. Although no breath has escaped, Ling Chi can feel that she is going through the final hurdle of sanctification, and the sea and the sky will open up if she steps past it, and she cannot pass it...