Even Primordial Beginning and the others could not set up anything in the Purple Cloud Palace.
However, the number of futons increased from six to nine.
This in itself already explained too many problems.
Even though the Dao Ancestor was not here, everyone knew that the nine futons represented the positions of the nine Sages.
As for who set it up and who changed it …
Everyone knew what was going on.
It must be an existence that surpassed the Dao Ancestor.
And it was best not to probe or suspect such an existence.
Everyone cultivated all their lives to improve. Now, this powerful existence was undoubtedly the motivation for everyone to move forward!
"Everyone, the nine positions are clear at a glance," Primordial Beginning said indifferently.
Yuanshi said faintly, "The position has long been decided. There is no need for any struggle. Whoever can enter and sit down is their own fate."
He could tell at a glance that there was a powerful restriction at the door.
As for the restriction, it was true that it couldn't stop them from barging in. However, the key question was who would be able to sit down after entering. That was the real problem that they had to face next.
"Let's go in together!" Jie Yin said.
"Let's go in together," Demon Ancestor Rahu said.
Demon Emperor Jun's eyes flickered. He said together with Xihe, "Let's go in together!"
Primordial Beginning turned his head indifferently. His expression did not change.
At the right moment, a white light flashed. The mystical aura lingering above the Purple Cloud Palace's door suddenly dissipated.
The eighteen of them entered together.
Everyone quickly entered the Purple Cloud Palace. Their gazes focused on the futons on the ground.
They saw the Daoist rhyme flowing on the futons. The Daoist rhyme aura on each futon was different.
After all, they had just entered the Purple Cloud Palace without a Dao Ancestor in charge. Everyone did not act rashly and did not fight for the futons.
At the level of the experts present, everyone knew that this kind of thing could not be snatched, and could not be snatched.
Everything was predestined. It was not something that could be fought for by force!
Primordial Beginning slowly walked past all the futons and hesitated.
Tongtian said angrily, "Sit! Sit in the first one! Why are you hesitating?! "
Primordial Beginning rolled his eyes and said casually, "Did you not recognize me as your second brother?"
Tongtian paused and immediately became furious. "It's none of my business if you want to sit or not."
Yuan Shi snorted and finally sat down on the first futon on the right.
The cattail hassock was originally emitting thousands of rays of light, but its aura was always calm. As Premier sat down, the rays on it were all hidden under his body.
All of a sudden, the Primeval Lord of Heaven sat still. However, his Qi was changing subtly.
Tongtian snorted, walked to the front of Premier, and sat down on the first futon on his left.
In an instant, the Sword Qi soared into the sky and then returned. Tongtian also sat upright like a mountain.
In just a few moments, two Saints had already sat down.
Jie Yin was silent. He took a step forward and sat down on the Primeval Land.
Just as Zhunti was about to say something, he saw a flash of light on the futon opposite him. A woman's figure appeared on the futon out of thin air. For a moment, the light radiated in all directions and was extremely dazzling.
The woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake was none other than Her Majesty, Sovereign Nuwa.
Although Nuwa did not come in person, there was still a place for her here.
The virtual shadow sat down on the futon with a surprised look on her face. Apparently, she didn't expect that there would still be seats available even though she didn't come. She slowly said, "Everyone, nice to meet you."
Everyone greeted her.
Then, Nuwa's figure disappeared from the futon. However, everyone knew that the futon had already been taken.
Those who overstepped their boundaries would not only not be able to get the futon, but also become sworn enemies with Nuwa!
Next, they could only choose the fifth one.
According to the order, it should be Taoist Zhunti's turn to choose the fifth one. After all, he was the last Saint present who hadn't taken a seat yet!
Everyone turned to look at him.
Taoist Zhunti pondered for a moment and said, "Fellow Taoist Hongyun, back then, you gave in to me once. Now, I'll give in to you again. Fellow Taoist, please take a seat. "
Everyone was moved when they heard this.
This was the seat of a Saint!
How could Zhunti be willing to give it up?
Chan Sheng took a deep breath and his face suddenly turned red.
Karma.
Giving in back then was a cause.
Giving in now was an effect.
After today, karma had disappeared.
However, Zhunti's generosity this time still touched Chan Sheng.
After all, although he had good intentions back then, he had done it unintentionally. If he knew that the futon seat was related to the position of a Saint, he wouldn't have given it up no matter what. Now that Zhunti had given up the futon seat, he knew the meaning of the seat. The meaning of the two was naturally different!
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
Chan Sheng stepped forward.
A figure flashed and Patriarch Minghe stood in front of him with narrowed eyes. "A mere Half-Saint dares to take the seat of a Saint?"
Taoist Zhunti said indifferently, "I'm the one who wants to give in."
The meaning of his words couldn't be more obvious. If you objected, if you wanted to stop, you would be my enemy!
Beside him, Jie Yin also raised his head indifferently.
Minghe snorted coldly. Under the combined aura of the two, he had to take a step back.
Chan Sheng only felt the pressure on his body suddenly disappear. He said gratefully, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Under the envious and jealous gazes of everyone, he walked towards the fifth futon.
At this moment, Chan Sheng only felt that his life had reached the peak. The excitement in his heart could no longer be contained.
His face was flushed, and his body was trembling slightly. Even his walking movements were a little out of shape and not nimble.
The position of a Saint!
His lifelong regret.
Now, he finally had a chance to reunite.
Jieyin looked at Cundi with a sigh.
Karma was important, but … he still couldn't understand why Zhunti had given up the seat.
Zhunti smiled bitterly but didn't say anything.
Chan Sheng had already walked in front of the fifth futon.
He took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, thank you for giving in."
As he spoke, he lifted his robe and was about to sit down.
But at this moment, a dazzling golden brilliance suddenly appeared on the futon.
The golden light formed a shield in an instant and bulged up forcefully, firmly holding Chan Sheng's body. Even with the power of a Half-Saint, Chan Sheng couldn't sit down.
Chan Sheng's embarrassment at this moment simply rose to the extreme in an instant.
He couldn't sit down!
He couldn't sit down?
The opportunity had been given to him, but he couldn't sit down. Who could he blame?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Chan Sheng's face flushed red, and his eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness. He exerted all his power and sat down with all his strength.
If he couldn't sit on this futon today, he was afraid that he would become an eternal joke for thousands of years!
However, no matter how hard he tried, even if he didn't stop self-destructing and shattering his Primordial Spirit, it was still useless!
The golden light was eternal.
It held Chan Sheng in the air, silent and calm.
You can't sit down!
There's no place for you here!
Chan Sheng's eyes were about to split open, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
But his eyes gradually became desperate.
…
[I haven't finished writing three thousand. That's all. I don't think I'll have a good time today. Today is my wife's birthday, but I forgot … I have to hurry to the restaurant … Ah, I hope I can still write for you tomorrow. Amen.]
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