Chapter 61: Seat Giving-Up Incident

"Fellow Daoists, the hundred years are coming, and the teacher is about to start teaching the Dao. No noise is allowed in Zixiao Palace. Come in quickly and don't be negligent!"

"Fellow Daoists, this is a very good idea!"

When everyone heard this, they nodded and walked into the palace.

Yuanshi glanced at everyone indifferently, and took Laozi and Tongtian into the palace first. After them, Nuwa Fuxi, Kunpeng Minghe, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun Laozu and others followed in.

As soon as they entered the palace, everyone felt that the world had changed. The originally gray space instantly changed into a fairyland cave with birds singing and flowers blooming, and fairy air lingering. In the void at the front of the cave, there is a huge square. On the square, the empty ground is as white as jade, and there are 365 ancient pillars of Zhoutian. Each pillar is inlaid with star-like bright patterns, which is extremely mysterious!

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that at the front of the square, under the main seat of the hall, there are six cushions, only six. These cushions seem ordinary, but in fact they seem to contain a mysterious aura. In this way, how can everyone not understand that these cushions must represent a great opportunity.

It’s just that this is the Zixiao Palace, and it’s not easy to fight. Everyone can only rush forward, and whoever gets it will get it.

Yuanshi took Laozi and Tongtian and took a step forward to the side of the cushion. The three of them sat in the three seats at the front at the first time, and then opened their eyes and watched others scramble for it with interest.

There are space laws, which are so willful.

As for the others, they were not so lucky. There was a mess in the Zixiao Palace, and the monks scrambled for the cushions. Nuwa and Fuxi relied on the advantage of entering the palace after Yuanshi and the other two. Not long after Yuanshi and the other three sat down, they also flew to the side of the cushion. At this time, the others were almost there.

"Brother, you sit down." Nuwa said to Fuxi.

At this time, Fuxi was sharp-eyed and pushed Nuwa to sit on the fourth cushion. He just wanted to sit on the fifth cushion, but was snatched away by Taoist Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun who were good at speed and sat firmly. Fuxi had no choice but to spread his hands to Nuwa and sat down behind Nuwa.

At this time, Nuwa was very angry and glared at the two people. How could this person be so shameless? He actually snatched other people's seats. It was too hateful.

Kunpeng's face was gloomy and terrible, as if everyone owed him a lot of spiritual treasures. He exuded a very unpleasant aura. Facing Nuwa's glare, he ignored it directly. Taoist Hongyun was a little embarrassed, and his face was a little embarrassed, but he didn't mean to get up.

"I didn't expect that they would take the lead. Hey?"

Seeing this, the monks were helpless.

Helplessly, the monks had to grab the second row. Although there was no cushion in the second row, this place was the closest to the preaching platform except for the first row. Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Ming He and others immediately found a suitable seat and sat down. Soon, Zixiao Palace was full of people and quiet fell.

Everyone closed their eyes and thought deeply, cultivating their spirits, waiting for the appearance of Hongjun Taoist. After that, several people came to Zixiao Palace one after another. Seeing that there were no seats, they had no choice but to sit at the back.

It was almost the time of the hundred-year deadline. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the palace gate. Everyone's expression moved. Yuanshi also turned his head and saw two Taoists, ragged, anxious, and very embarrassed stepping into Zixiao Palace.

The two Taoists saw that the front of the Zixiao Palace was full of cultivators, and the six cushions in the front were full, and their faces looked ugly.

One of them rolled his eyes and burst into tears. His appearance was very miserable. He howled loudly:

"Brother, I didn't expect that you and I, brothers and sisters, came from afar just to listen to the Tao. We wanted to seek the Tao for the sentient beings in the West and transcend the influence of the evil spirit, but the truth is so cruel.

We came to the Zixiao Palace, but there was not even a seat. Isn't this too much bullying for us Western monks? Although we are poor in the West, we are poor but we are ambitious. In this case, how can I face Western monks? In this case, I might as well die."

The voice was so sad that people cried and were extremely moved. The Taoist cried and hit his head against the pillar next to him, wanting to die. Yuanshi sneered and watched them perform.

"Brother, don't do this. You and I can find a corner to sit down and listen to the Tao!"

Seeing this, another Taoist hurriedly stopped him, and his face also showed a look of pain, as if his parents had died. It made people call it miserable.

"Brother Daoist, you can't do this!"

Although most people watched coldly, as long as it was not related to them, they would ignore it and just watch the fun. However, some people felt that they were really miserable and advised them.

As for Yuanshi and others, they were too lazy to even open their mouths, with a sneer on their faces, and said they were watching the show. Yuanshi suddenly looked at the last Taoist Hongyun on the futon, and saw that the Taoist Hongyun also showed a sympathetic expression on his face, but he had no intention of getting up.

Yuanshi felt that this was not right. Legend has it that the Taoist Hongyun got up and gave up his seat in the end. Why is it inconsistent with what he knows now?

Suddenly, the Taoist Hongyun, who didn't want to get up, had a momentary dullness in his eyes, but he returned to normal in a moment, but the sympathy on his face became even worse. He suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"Brother Daoist, you must not do this. It's okay for me to give you this seat." As he said, he went forward to hold the Taoist.

"Thank you, brother." The Taoist was overjoyed to see this, and hurriedly sat down and thanked him casually. In that look, there was no trace of misery.

Taoist Hongyun's face was embarrassed, and the faces of many monks in the hall were also stiff. They looked at Hongyun as if they were looking at a fool.

Yuanshi's pupils shrank slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He was very sure that he was not wrong just now. There was indeed a moment of dullness in Hongyun's eyes, although it was very short, so short that it was imperceptible. Even Yuanshi, if he hadn't stared at Hongyun carefully, he wouldn't have noticed it.

This shocked Yuanshi very much. Taoist Hongyun's state just now was definitely not right. That was not his original intention, but why did he change his mind afterwards? Who was it? Hongjun? Or Tiandao? Or someone else?

Yuanshi only felt that he had discovered something, but he didn't discover anything. He didn't want to care about Taoist Hongyun's affairs, and of course, he couldn't care. It didn't concern him, so he just hung up on it. He just came to listen to the teachings, and the rest was just like watching a show.

At this time, the Taoist sitting on Hongyun's cushion saw that his senior brother had no seat yet, so he had other ideas.

He looked at the first five monks sitting on the cushions, the three Yuanshi brothers, and saw that they were three people connected together and difficult to deal with, so he passed them directly. Nuwa was a woman, and he was embarrassed to bully a woman, so he passed her too. In the end, only the Taoist Kunpeng with a gloomy face was left.

After weighing the pros and cons, he showed a decisive look in his eyes, and suddenly attacked the Taoist Kunpeng beside him, shouting:

"Who are you, how can you be qualified to sit with me, why don't you leave!"