Naturally, the treatment of the two in the West cannot be compared with that of the Sanqing and Nuwa.

When Taoist Hongjun distributed treasures that day, four personal disciples each had an innate treasure.

For the two Westerners, they gave them two top-quality innate spiritual treasures and sent them away.

Its eccentricity can be seen as normal!

"Get up and talk!"

He waved his hand and helped Taoist Zhunti up, Taoist Hongjun said.

The saint is the spokesperson of the way of heaven in the prehistoric world. He is patrolling the hunting service on behalf of heaven, symbolizing the majesty of the way of heaven, and speaking with courtesy is what kind of morality?

Therefore, although Taoist Hongjun was unhappy, he would not let Taoist Zhunti bend over and speak.

"I don't know that the teacher's priest has arrived, and my disciples have misunderstood me. I hope the teacher will forgive me!"

Seeing the unhappy face of Taoist Hongjun, Taoist Zhunti suddenly felt a sudden heart and quickly apologized.

"You Taoist man is already the valent of saints and the example of all spirits in the vast world. How could you do such a shameless act and personally take action against a young man?"

"Aren't you afraid of losing the majesty of a saint and being ridiculed by a group of innate gods and demons?"

Thinking of what the Taoist Cunti did, Taoist Hongjun said in a little angered and indifferently.

"Teacher calms down, my disciple knows that he is wrong!"

"I just saw that this person was extremely qualified and had a love for talent in my heart. Then I couldn't help but take him down, wanting to take him as a disciple, stay by my side and teach him personally, so as to inherit my Western tradition!"

"I didn't care about it, and I would lose the majesty of the saint because of this. I hope the teacher will forgive me!"

When he learned the reason, Taoist Zhunti quickly explained. However, in front of Taoist Hongjun, he did not dare to talk about anything else, such as being destined to be with me in the West, but said that he was eager to love and forced him to do it.

"Don't make a quibble!"

"That man is obviously from a human race and has his own discipline. How can you teach me?"

"And, you know that he is a disciple of Nuwa, and you have to force him to Mount Sumeru. In your eyes, there is still a little mysterious friendship. Have you ever taken Nuwa and I, in your eyes?"

Seeing that Taoist Zhunti had no intention of admitting his mistake, he was there, and forced himself to make excuses. Taoist Hongjun became more angry and scolded him sternly.

"Teacher calms down!"

"Disciples dare not do this!"

Their own faults were all the wrongs first, and they did not care about Nuwa's face. Daoist Zhunti dared not continue to argue. He couldn't help but lower his head and said in his mouth that he didn't dare.

"snort!"

"And remember this lesson and never commit it again in the future. A saint should look like a saint, use himself as an example of all spirits in the prehistoric world, be cautious in his words and actions!"

He snorted coldly, Taoist Hongjun said.

Taoist Zhunti is already a saint, and Taoist Hongjun is not easy to punish him. He can only warn him and let him pay attention to his words and deeds.

"Disciple obeys the order!"

Seeing that things were over, Taoist Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, waved his sleeves at Feng Zichen, and canceled the spell imposed on him.

"call!"

Suddenly, Feng Zichen came to his senses. Before he could think of his own changes, he felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. When he looked around, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At some point, a purple figure suddenly appeared in front of him, detached from the world.

The Taoist Zhunti, who made him frightened, was standing obediently beside the figure, and he no longer saw his previous arrogant attitude.

The reason why he is called a figure is that Feng Zichen cannot see the face of this person at all. It is obvious that this person is right in front of him, but it seems like a layer of fog is separated and cannot be seen in detail.

"He..."

"Who is it?"

When Feng Zichen saw this figure for the first time, he felt a feeling of admiration in his heart.

I only feel that this person's aura is hidden and unreleased, as majestic as a mountain, as vast as the sea, as deep as the starry sky, and as vast as the way of heaven.

Taoist Hongjun stood in the air so empty, and the breeze blew the purple clothes fluttering, showing his extraordinary appearance, but his appearance was not real.

But Feng Zichen only felt that the figure was as tall as the world. It was ancient and desolate, like the silence of the ancient times.

Feng Zichen felt his mind beating inexplicably, dong! dong! dong! He even heard his huge heartbeat sound, as if he had seen the great way!

Feng Zichen has been in the industry for so long and has seen many earth-shaking big shots, but no one has ever given himself such a strong sense of impact and oppressed people's hearts like Him!

This person is the incarnation of the way of heaven, and it is the way!

"He is the Taoist ancestor Hongjun!"

An extremely strong feeling surged into Feng Zichen's heart, and instantly made him understand the origin of the person in front of him.

“See…”

Feng Zichen was about to come forward to pay homage. A breeze blew by, and Taoist Hongjun dispersed with the wind, but he couldn't speak halfway.

"My friend, it seems that your fate with me in the West has not yet arrived. I will not keep you today. When the fate comes, it will not be too late for me to go to the East to travel to you again?"

Shaking his head with a slight regret, Taoist Zhunti said to Feng Zichen.

"Sage, I have no fate with the West!

"The saint Taiqing also said that I have a destiny to Him and want to accept me as a disciple."

"However, I have no chance of being with the West. There are countless innate gods and demons in the East, so why should the saints stare at me for a moment of acquired creatures?"

Zhunti Taoist was so concerned that Feng Zichen was a little helpless and had to continue to pull out a piece of tiger skin to scare him and let him extinguish the idea of ​​crossing himself to the West.

After all, being missed by a saint is not a pleasant thing.

"There is still this matter?"

"Your background is more complicated than I think."

"But none of these matters. The more you are popular, the more it means that your excellence is just right for me to join the Western religion!"

"I'll give you this method to compensate you for today's work. It can also let you understand the profoundness of my Western magic!"

"You are good at practicing. I hope that when you meet again next time, you have already become an immortal golden body and willingly join my Western sect."

As he said that, without giving Feng Zichen the chance to refuse, Taoist Zhunti punched a golden light into his eyebrows and disappeared.

"this……"

Sensing the extra skills in the sea of ​​consciousness, Feng Zichen shook his head with a wry smile.

"Next time?"

"There won't be another next time!"

Looking at the direction where Taoist Zhunti left, Feng Zichen murmured.

In the near future, he will become a guest of honor for the witch clan; the demon clan has a thorn in his flesh and a thorn in his eyes. At that time, if Taoist Zhunti crossed him to the West, it would be equivalent to offending the two lich clans at the same time.

In the eyes of the witch clan, this is not taking them seriously and dares to rob the witch clan wizards;

In the eyes of the demon clan, the move of the Zhunti Taoist undoubtedly showed his attitude. To protect Feng Zichen, how could they not be angry?
Chapter completed!