I just woke up and became a saint.

After all three thousand travelers arrived, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened with a roar, and all the travelers who came forward felt the solemn, majestic and powerful pressure.

"Please follow us to the main hall."

Haotian and Yaochi walked out, bowed to the time travelers, and made an inviting gesture.

A group of familiar time travelers looked at each other, took a deep breath, and walked into the Zixiao Palace one after another with feelings of uneasiness and nervousness.

Soon, all the travelers arrived at the main hall.

When they saw the six cushions near the platform, a large number of time travelers subconsciously looked at Nuwa, Jie Yin, Zhunti, Sanqing, Hongyun, Kunpeng and others.

Is it time for the drama to begin?

"..."

Sanqing and others.

To be honest, I felt a bit confused and at a loss, not knowing whether I should act according to the plot.

The atmosphere was slightly solidified and frozen. Sanqing hesitated for a moment and was the first to sit on the cushion.

As descendants of Pangu and responsible for the creation of the world, they have no choice but to sit on the cushion that represents the holy position.

Don’t sit?

Doesn't that mean that he doesn't accept Hongjun and Tiandao's offer of amnesty?

They don't want to die.

They still have some sense and brains.

Not only did they sit down for the sake of performance, but they also thought that others might snatch it away. So the Three Pure Ones took out their magic weapons and stared at the time travelers eagerly, as if to say that whoever dared to come forward would have a fight.

"It has that flavor, it has that flavor, this Honghuang novel really doesn't deceive me!"

All the time travelers felt relieved, with excitement in their eyes.

So next, it’s Nuwa and others’ turn?

As soon as the thought flashed through the minds of the time travelers, Nuwa walked forward and sat on a cushion. Fuxi naturally protected her behind her. The two of them took out their magic weapons, as if to warn them.

Afterwards, Kunpeng also sat on a cushion.

But when it came to Hongyun, a turning point appeared.

Sit on a cushion?

Thinking of Hongyun’s tragic death in the original future trajectory.

Hongyun decisively chose to bring Zhen Yuanzi to his side and said that this cushion must belong to the Taoist brother!

Anyway, it's just a cannon fodder seat. Whoever sits in it will be cannon fodder. It's the same for everyone, and it's not necessary for him to sit in it. This is very reasonable.

"?"

Zhen Yuanzi.

Okay, okay, I treat you as a brother, and you treat me as a clown?

Do you really think I haven’t read this part in the ancient novel?

Let me sit?

This is killing me!!!

The veins on Zhen Yuanzi's forehead were bulging.

"Brother Dao, at this rate, we're not going to hit our heads against the pillars, are we?"

Zhunti sent a message to Jie Yin, with a look of confusion and hesitation on his face.

Isn't this too social? Even if he thought about it, he felt like he could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his feet.

The Zhunti in the original book is so shameless, but he doesn’t!

"Fellow Daoist, you can sit on it now. Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun are still struggling."

Jie Yin replied.

If you have the guts, just sit down now. It’s up to you whether you want to follow the original plot or not.

"..."

Zhunti felt that compared with shame, life was more important.

Sit down now?

Who knows if there will be any risks if you sit down now.

What if he becomes cannon fodder?

It’s better to be steady.

On the other side, the Three Pure Ones were also communicating secretly.

Yuqing was somewhat repulsed by the words that she was about to mock, saying that those who were born from eggs and covered with scales and horns were not worthy of sitting on the cushion.

However, like Zhunti's situation, Yuqing thought that he still had to maintain his character to prevent exposure, and had no choice but to resist the embarrassing urge to pick his feet.

Just like that, in a subtle atmosphere, the fight for the cushion ended.

Just after all the time travelers sat down, the figure of 'Hongjun' appeared out of thin air on the high platform.

"We, see..."

Seeing 'Hongjun', all the time travelers subconsciously stood up and wanted to salute.

Before the travelers could finish their words, Hongjun raised his eyes and said calmly, "Now that all the travelers are here, we can begin."

"???"

All travelers.

"!!!"

All travelers.

PS:

Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve~~~