And while they were stunned, three thousand avenue chains had already dismembered the big tree.
The seven most important leaves fluttered and fell like the wild land.
When the great monks saw this scene, demons suddenly arose in their hearts, and greedy thoughts emerged from their minds one after another, eating away at their sanity bit by bit.
This is seven gestating worlds!!
As long as they can get it and successfully recognize their master, they will be the master of a realm.
Lord of a Realm!!
That was an existence whose status was not inferior to that of Hongjun.
It can be said that as long as they pass by, they will have a chance to reach the sky in one step.
Will they give up?
Will they not go?
Won't!!
The brave ones will be starved to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death.
The worst that can happen is that he will be a good man again twenty years later.
What are you afraid of!!
They all flew towards the direction where the leaves fell.
But before they could get closer, these monks were pushed away by an invisible force.
At the same time, a solemn voice sounded in the sky.
"Today, a foreign land invades the Great Wilderness. Fortunately, all the saints work together to contain it. I defeat it. This tree drops seven leaves, which are distributed among the saints, so that they can evolve their own world and integrate it into the Great Wasteland system."
Hongjun had thought of this before.
A big tree can transform into thousands and evolve into multiple worlds.
Of course he wanted to too.
It's just that we can't do it for the time being.
Now that he has swallowed this tree and collected these seven leaves of the world, he can imbue it with the power of the world, let the saints refine and control it, and finally integrate it into the ancient system and transform it into a brand new world.
The profound heritage of ancient times is far beyond what this tree can compare with.
Although there was some loss this time, the long-term benefits are immeasurable.
When the great monks heard this, they were naturally disappointed, but they did not dare to disobey Hongjun's will.
The Second Saint from the West looked confused when he heard this.
All the saints work together to contain it?
Divide it among the saints?
It turns out that they disappeared not because they ran away, but because they went out to fight in a foreign land.
But now that we win, we naturally have to divide the spoils.
In an instant, the hearts of the two saints moved.
They are also saints, does that mean they are also qualified to share a world?
And seven leaves, exactly seven saints.
They felt that they should be divided into two because of their feelings and reasons.
After Hongjun finished speaking, he returned to Zixiao Palace with all the loot.
In the Zixiao Palace, the tree had been dismembered into firewood, and the Three Thousand Avenues had been pulled out by Hongjun and stored separately.
Lin Fang quietly collected a piece of wood.
"Ding! The universal point is 200 million."
The system prompt sounds.
Lin Fang's eyes widened instantly, with an expression of disbelief.
This thing is too valuable.
Hongjun noticed this detail, but he didn't point it out.
He smiled and said: "Seven worlds, there are exactly seven people here, you can each take one point."
Everyone looked excited and impatient.
But at this moment, Lin Fang suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, I have something to say."
Everyone stopped and looked at him with puzzled expressions.
What does he want to do at this time?
Lin Fang chuckled and said: "Ancestor, could you please bring Brother Monkey over? I want him to help me choose."
Ancestor Hongjun's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood what Lin Fang meant.
"You kid is a thief."
Sun Wukong is the son of destiny, and his luck is astonishing.
Let him come over and pick the baby, and he can pick out the best one with his eyes closed.
Taishang Laojun and the others also figured this out at this time.
But they didn't panic at all.
After all, with their level, luck and the like can no longer affect them.
Although Sun Wukong will pick good things, they will still pick good things. It depends on whether they are at a high level or whether Sun Wukong has strong air luck.
Only Subhuti had a sad look on his face.
Without becoming a saint, you will ultimately be unable to transcend and be at ease.
I'm afraid his gains this time will be the smallest.
Hongjun casually looked around, and a confused Sun Wukong appeared in Zixiao Palace.
He first looked around cautiously.
After seeing everyone present clearly, my vigilance became slightly lessened.
"I have met all the saints, and I have met the Master. The Master is well."
Taishang Laojun and others all responded with smiles.
Only Subhuti had a sad face and ignored Brother Monkey.
Brother Monkey looked puzzled.
Master, what's going on?
Menopause early?
But in this situation, it was hard for him to ask anything.
Lin Fang pulled him to the seven leaves and said with a smile: "Brother Monkey, help me choose one. I want to blend into the turtle shell behind me."
Brother Monkey has fiery eyes and golden eyes, so he can naturally see the details of the things in front of him.
He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is an immature world. This is the first time I have seen it. Brother Lin Fang, you have been away for several months and you have brought back such a treasure. It is really amazing."
Lin Fang chuckled and said, "Brother Monkey, stop boasting and choose quickly."
Brother Monkey knows that this thing is precious, so naturally he doesn't dare to choose it easily.
He looked at the seven leaves with fiery eyes, and finally selected a leaf that was all blue.
"That's it."
Lin Fang happily accepted the leaf.
The four saints also selected their favorite leaves.
In the end there were only two pieces left.
Subhuti put away the yellow piece.
Hongjun happily put away the last piece. He didn't care about the quality of his choice. Anyway, they all had to be built together in the end to form a collective. No matter how he chose, he would not lose.
After allocating seven leaves, they hurriedly left.
Lin Fang also ran away with Nuwa.
Brother Monkey also followed this time.
Now that Beiju Luzhou is on the right track, he doesn't need to worry too much.
In a moment, the huge Zixiao Palace was empty.
Hongjun picked up the leaves on the ground and was about to go back to refine them when two more figures quickly ran over from a distance.
If not the Two Saints of the West, who else could it be?
They both rushed here non-stop.
But I don’t know why, I just couldn’t get there, and I didn’t arrive until now.
Hongjun had already packed everything up at this time.
Zhunti asked with a smile: "Teacher, are you back?"
Hongjun nodded.
The lead then asked: "Then did the teacher gain anything this time?"
Hongjun nodded again.
After receiving the invitation, Zhunti was very happy.
"Teacher, can we share in the harvest?"
Hongjun stopped nodding and shook his head instead.
After receiving the invitation, Zhuntina's mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
Jie Yin asked cautiously: "Teacher, didn't you say that we should share it with all the saints? Besides, there are seven leaves in total. How come there are not two of us? Did someone take more?"
Hongjun then shook his head.
"It's true that one person is one person, but there are two more Subhuti and Lin Fang."
After receiving the invitation, Zhunti immediately fell into the well.
Subhuti, Lin Fang, how come these two people are there?
Hongjun seemed to have read their thoughts and said: "These two have contributed equally, so naturally they have to share."