Honghuang: The Start Of The Game Starts With The Sign-In At The Nuwa Bedroom

Chapter 173

Hearing Chen Xuan’s words, Hong Jun remembered: This is in Tianwaitian Zixiao Palace, own site?

These people are here, aren’t they here to listen to my preaching? Why did I forget about this? You see, I’m so embarrassed to see the trouble.

“Ah? Oh, please follow Zuan Daoist’s order.” Hongjun was a little confused in his mind, and subconsciously replied, but he immediately realized something was wrong, “No, no, please preach first. Don’t dare to show off in front of Daoist.”

Heavenly Dao avatar, the one who escaped is stuck here, and he went up to preach two to eighty thousand dollars?

Those who don’t know are okay, what would they think of themselves if they knew?

Look! Heavenly Dao was sitting there, and the old man went up and preached shamelessly?

Doesn’t he know how many catties he has, and who is the boss?

Thinking that everyone might comment on own in the future, Hongjun shuddered.

Never let this happen, otherwise my Taoist ancestor Hongjun would not even dare to take a step in Zixiao Palace.

“What is Daozu talking about?” Chen Xuan listened to Hongjun’s remarks and asked to preach first, and was very annoyed. “Everyone has come to this Heavenly Purple Cloud Palace all the way, but they all come to listen to Daozu’s preaching. Yes, how can I occupy the magpie’s nest?”

“If this spreads out, what would the people in the predecessor think of me? How would the little girls in my family think of me? How would the dogs on the roadside think of me?”

Can I preach?

You said that you are Hongjun. You don’t understand Dao at such an old age. Why do you think about how to destroy me every day?

Chen Xuan looked at Hongjun, his teeth clenched, and if there were not so many people beside him, he might have rushed to fight Hongjun.

But Hongjun thought that he had taken this step right. He was full of spring breeze, and he was almost able to see his little tongue with a smile: “Daoist, please don’t reject it. Although it is just an old saying, I represent everyone’s opinion. .”

Chen Xuan was taken aback. Before he could speak, he heard a whistling and tsunami below: “What Dao Zu said is right, we want to listen to Zuan senior’s sermon!”

“Senior, please grant this opportunity to the disciple!”

“Senior, please open your favor. We have waited for countless Yuanhuis waiting for you to preach!”

Chen Xuan: “…”

Good guys, you guys, run against me with Hongjun, a guy with big eyebrows and big eyes, right?

Suddenly, Chen Xuan recorded all the gods present in the small book…

At this time, Hongjun also said: “Daoist, you can’t do it like this. You first teach the Dao to everyone present, and then the old Dao will talk about your own cultivation experience.”

“In this way, these people will not only be able to bathe in the glory of Daoist, but will not delay the preaching of the old way. What do you think?”

After Chen Xuan hesitated, everyone saw that there was a play, and they simply knelt down on the ground, like a piece of cut wheat, very neat: “Please Zuan senior teach me to wait for the road!”

…………

Chen Xuan was sitting in a wheelchair in mid-air.

In front of him were hundreds of thousands of neat gods sitting on their knees, and Dao Zu Hongjun was headed by them, each respectfully looking at him like a pupil, waiting for him to speak.road! Ancestor! Hung! Jun!

Looking at Hongjun with a look of expectation, Chen Xuan’s teeth were about to be broken: I have long seen your old man with thick eyebrows and eyes displeased, but I didn’t expect you to be a hundred times more vicious than I thought!

How vicious is your heart if you want me to make a fool of yourself in front of so many people?

If you touch your own chest, won’t your conscience hurt?

Chen Xuan wanted to rush down now and beat Hongjun Fatty to get out of the ill feeling in his heart.

However, no matter what you do, you must first cover up what is in front of you before talking.

But what should I say?

Chen Xuan’s mind was blank, and he opened his mouth several times, but he just didn’t know what to say.

“Hey, what is Zuan senior’s expression, why can’t I understand?”

“Stop the sound, if you don’t understand it, it’s right. If you can understand everything, is he still the Zuan Daoist who is highly regarded by the ancestors?”

“Yes, I was taught.”

“But after waiting so long, why is Zuan Daoist still silent?”

“This must be telling me to wait for the avenue, you wait for Insight!”

Chen Xuan and the gods stared at each other, look at me, and I look at you. For a while, there was no sound in the square, except for the heavy breathing of the people.

Just when he was racking his brains to make some nonsense, a person suddenly stood up from the second row of the crowd who listened to the sermon: “Senior, there is a sentence next to me that I don’t know if it is inappropriate to say it?”

Chen Xuan saw that this person was more than a mile tall, his clothes were withered and his two long eyebrows drooped, like a natural crying face.

He longed for someone to come out to disrupt the situation, whether he knew him or not, he nodded quickly after hearing the words: “Fellow daoist but it’s okay to say.”

Well done, I just don’t know who this person is, but I still have to give him thirty-two likes.

He is so amiable, but this person who stands up is a little flattered: “Don’t dare to be, don’t dare to be. Junior takes the lead, and you shouldn’t be called senior.”

It turned out that you were the lead, and Chen Xuan suddenly remembered something: “It turns out you are the lead. I heard that you are the Lotus flower body. When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. Oh, by the way, I heard that you also have a junior, the name It’s Zhunti, he seems to be next to you?”

Suddenly, he didn’t know how Chen Xuan knew that he was the body of Lotus Flower, and he knew that he and Zhunti’s junior colleague were not far away from Meng.

Could it be that this senior has been secretly concerned about the failure of himself and his junior?

Suddenly, the breath of the lead became sharp: Even Dao Zu Hongjun respected this Zuan Daoist very much. If he could get a little favor from him, wouldn’t he and his junior disciple be so prosperous?

When I heard that Daoist was introduced, Chen Xuan was a little absent-minded and didn’t bother to pay attention to them, because he knew that the two old glasses taught in the West were not good people.

Good things will never find them, but in every turmoil in the predicament, they will definitely be seen-even if it is not the mastermind, it is absolutely inseparable.

But Chen Xuan changed his mind, he shouldn’t care about this at this time. Isn’t that what he needs most at this time is this kind of shit stick?

Wouldn’t it be better if this link could take the opportunity to muddy the water, and if everyone got into trouble, they would forget about preaching themselves?

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan said, “It doesn’t matter what you want to say, it doesn’t matter, it’s okay!”

“Thank you Zuan senior, since that’s the case, Junior said it.” The introduction gave another salute and said respectfully, “Junior believes that at least half of the people present are not qualified to listen to senior’s preaching. ”