manynovel Chapter 292
Chapter 292
In the Zixiao Palace of the Chaos Dojo, Hongjun regained his usual calmness.
He sat calmly on the futon.
"Daozu, have some tea."
In front of him was Xuanlong, whose face was red and swollen and whose head was swollen.
He looked extremely miserable.
She carefully poured tea for Daozu Hongjun.
Hongjun opened his eyes casually.
Just his calm gaze made many spirit treasures tremble all over.
Other spirit treasures were cleaning.
There were even some standing in front of the Zixiao Palace as sculptures.
In short, the previous arrogance was completely gone.
Don't ask, if you ask, it's because they received a good education from Daozu Hongjun.
Hongjun drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
He coughed twice, which made the spirit treasures tremble all over again.
Looking at the obedient appearance of these spirit treasures.
Hongjun nodded slightly, obviously very satisfied.
The Three Pure Ones and the Two Saints of the West didn't know how to teach them something good.
At the beginning, they left the Lingbao Clan in the world of living beings.
They had their own ideas.
But he didn't expect that the Three Pure Ones would let Xuan Dan pass.
But now the Lingbaos have no temper at all.
He immediately showed a very kind smile and said softly.
"Good, all very good, did you remember what I said?"
The Lingbaos headed by Xuanlong shouted immediately.
"Remember, Daozu remembers."
"There are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens."
"At home, we have saints to spoil us, but no one spoils us when we go out."
Hongjun nodded, waved his hand casually, and said softly.
"Since you have changed your minds and your nature is not bad."
"Okay, go back to your homes."
As soon as these words came out, many Lingbaos were happy.
They didn't dare to stay for a moment.
They turned directly into escape lights and fled in all directions.
Such a scene made Hongjun chuckle again.
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Soon, Taiji, Gufan and the four gentlemen of Zhuxian returned to Kunlun Mountain.
As soon as they stepped into the Bajing Palace.
They saw the Three Pure Ones sitting there calmly.
Taiji ran over with tears on his face.
As luck would have it, he hugged Yuanshi.
"Wow... It's too scary outside."
"I will never go out again, Saint."
"We know we were wrong!"
Yuanshi also stroked Taiji's head with a loving face.
Everything was good, and suddenly it felt good to have a son.
But this head was really a bit difficult to handle.
"Okay, okay, I'm glad you're back."
"You, kid, you took the wrong one."
Taiji's crying stopped abruptly.
He looked up at Yuanshi, who was smiling.
He looked at Laozi, who was shaking his head helplessly in the distance.
He suddenly froze in embarrassment.
It's not right to leave, nor is it right not to leave.
Emotions come up, and it's really uncontrollable.
Tongtian looked at the Four Swords of Zhuxian with a look of disappointment.
"Each of you thinks you are so capable."
"You don't want me to use you, saying I'm a reckless man."
"Now you know how dangerous the prehistoric world is, right?"
The Four Swords of Zhuxian nodded repeatedly, not daring to say a word of no.
I can't help but recall in my mind.
The hardships I suffered in Zixiao Palace before.
Especially Daozu Hongjun always went to the side hall.
There would be a voice like interrogating a prisoner.
Every time I heard that saint, I couldn't help but tremble all over.
Zhuxian had a somewhat honest smile on his face.
"Master is right, the prehistoric world is dangerous."
"It's still the most comfortable to stay with Master."
"We are all magic treasures that followed Master, so we are definitely willing to stay with Master."
It just so happened that Taiji was crying with Laozi again.
He told me about his painful experience in Zixiao Palace.
Laozi couldn't help but marvel at it.
It had to be the old Taoist.
To deal with these unruly little spiritual treasures.
He really has a way.
The Three Pure Ones took their respective magic treasures back to the Taoist temple to comfort them.
Yuanshi, who had just returned to Yuqing Palace, took out a few Tianxin Pills.
Let Gu Fan and Qingyun swallow them.
Tsk, in fact, sometimes, magic treasures taking human form is not necessarily a bad thing, you know.
...
In the Sumeru Mountain in the west, Jie Yin, Zhunti and Randeng were all frowning.
Ever since their spiritual treasures were abducted.
After the two saints from the West joined forces and failed to bring back many spiritual treasures.
They didn't even have the intention to go to the East of the prehistoric world to save the living beings.
Randeng, who was famous for being a chatterbox in the Lingjing chat room, hadn't spoken for a long time.
Many quasi-saints were amazed.
They thought Randeng might have been permanently banned.
Zhunti recalled the mocking words and looks of those spiritual treasures.
He couldn't help but get angry.
Suddenly stood upHe stood up and took deep breaths.
"No, we still have to go to the Lingbao Clan."
"The magic weapons of the Three Pure Ones, I don't care."
"The magic weapons belonging to the Western Church must be brought back!"
In a thousand words, it's because the Western Church is poor.
The number of magic weapons is quite limited.
The best innate spiritual treasures, the twelve-grade merit golden lotus, the Eastern Blue Lotus Treasure Flag and the coffin lamp.
In the world of living beings, the magic weapons that came out of the West have no good feelings towards the West.
Jie Yin was a little calmer and sighed.
"Junior brother, you can definitely predict the result."
"Going to the Lingbao Clan again will not change the ending."
"Stay in Mount Xumi for a while, you have to be calm after all."
As soon as these words came out, Zhunti became anxious instantly.
"Wait, wait, wait, I've been telling you to wait."
"How can this go on?"
"Brother, do you really think those spiritual treasures can run back by themselves?"
As soon as the voice fell, a burst of crying suddenly sounded outside Mount Xumi.
"Master, master, we are back."
"Please open the formation quickly, we will definitely not dare to run around."
"Really, Master Randeng, I miss you."
The two saints of the West and Randeng were stunned.
They immediately appeared outside Mount Xumi.
In front of them was the golden lotus, the green flag and the coffin that suddenly rushed over, hugged them and cried.
Jie Yin, Zhunti and Randeng were stunned.
It was not until a moment later that they roughly sorted out the ins and outs of the matter after listening to the crying of the spiritual treasures.
They couldn't help but take a breath.
Let the Lingbao tribe attack the Taoist ancestor Hongjun.
Which unscrupulous guy could come up with such a vicious plan.
The two saints in the West already felt that they were cruel and thick-skinned enough.
I didn't expect that there would be a more important existence.
In any case, it was a blessing for the Lingbao to come back.
...
In the ancestral land of the human race, Fuxi asked anxiously.
"Teacher, are you sure this method will work?"
Xuan Dan slowly exhaled the white mist in his mouth and responded calmly.
"Tsk, you are so old, but you still can't keep your composure."
"You have to believe me, it's sure to be a sure thing, no problem."
Fuxi sighed and continued to wait.
The teacher said that the Lingbao clan will collapse without attacking.
To be honest, it really feels a bit suspenseful.
Just at this moment, a sleepy shout suddenly sounded outside the door.
"I will never go to Zixiao Palace again, never again, wuwuwuwu!"