Primordial Era: I, the Spiritual Stone Monkey, was born ahead of schedule to seize the throne.

Chapter 2 Send Your Sister to Sainthood

However, no one said anything sarcastic; they all formally bowed in return.

They had all witnessed the exchange between the three of them. Two early-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortals joined forces, but were both repelled by this person with a single blow.

Although they were not afraid, they were all old monsters who had survived the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han Dynasty.

No one will create karma without a reason.

"Swish" "Swish"

At this moment, Xihe and Changxi also arrived. They glared at Qitian, but did not shout for battle again.

Instead, they stood quietly to the side, waiting for the Zixiao Palace to open.

Qi Tian didn't pay any attention, and while looking around Zixiao Palace, he secretly observed the strength of the many powerful figures.

If you intend to seize the throne, then you must know yourself and your enemy.

You can't just blindly rush in and grab it.

The Three Pure Ones, Fuxi and Nuwa, Dijun and Taiyi, Hongyun Zhenyuanzi, Xihe and Changxi...

After looking around, I found that most of them were at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Only Taiqing, Fuxi, and Taiyi represent the middle period.

Qi Tian felt a slight sense of relief, realizing that his strength wasn't too far behind the others.

He had previously worried that he started cultivating too late and would fall far behind.

After all, the Chaos Demon Ape, one of the four origins, is still somewhat inferior to the Three Pure Ones.

Looking back now, it seems that my background and talent are quite strong, although it may also be related to my transmigration.

Although some people haven't arrived yet, it's unlikely that there will be any extraordinary individuals among them.

Before long, Kunpeng and Styx arrived.

Qi Tian noticed that they were all in the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the Daoist aura above the gate of Zixiao Palace trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

Two children, a boy and a girl, who looked to be around ten years old, walked out from there.

Qi Tian's eyes flashed with a sharp light. This is... Haotian Yaochi!

Good heavens, he's actually at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

No wonder he was someone close to the Dao Ancestor.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Haotian did not show any fear, and clasped his hands in greeting:

"The master is already in the palace. Please, fellow disciples!"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Haotian finished speaking, a streak of azure light flashed and disappeared, rushing directly into the Zixiao Palace.

"Shameless!"

The other powerful figures were stunned for a moment before they realized what was happening, and cursed under their breath.

He immediately used his supernatural powers and rushed towards the Purple Cloud Palace.

The Zixiao Palace is a vast space, like a small world.

Qi Tian was the first to rush in and immediately saw the thousands of prayer cushions in the center of the hall.

Especially the very front row—

Seven futons with shimmering, mysterious Taoist inscriptions.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Qi Tian was so excited that his face turned red.

Its speed increased dramatically again, and it rushed directly towards the first futon on the left.

Just as he was about to sit on the prayer mat, a flash of clear light suddenly appeared beside him.

next moment,

Three figures appeared directly on the three prayer mats in front.

"The Three Pure Ones!"

Qi Tian cursed under his breath, and without thinking, turned around and rushed towards the fourth prayer mat.

However, a formation suddenly appeared out of thin air on the futon.

With a flash of mysterious light, a slender figure appeared directly on the futon.

"Damn, Fuxi, you're ruthless! You sent your sister to sainthood!"

Qi Tian's lips twitched violently, and he cursed inwardly.

With a flash, he appeared directly on the sixth prayer mat.

Because the fifth prayer cushion is already occupied.

Kunpeng!

As expected of the world's fastest, even being one step ahead couldn't beat him.

As for the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, the former relied on the combined efforts of the three, while the latter relied on Fuxi's formation.

Neither of them relied solely on speed.

At this moment, someone also sat on the last prayer cushion!

A kind-faced old man in a red robe—Hongyun!

After all, it was the first red cloud to appear in the primordial world, and its speed was among the best!

Taiyi, who was a step behind, wanted to snatch it, but Dijun stopped him.

This is a sacred place. Relying on speed or supernatural powers is fine, but if you make a move and the sage punishes you, then you're finished!

Although Taiyi was unwilling, he could only sit down on the second row of prayer mats with Dijun.

However, he knew that his brother must have missed something!

After all, a sage wouldn't randomly create seven prayer cushions and place them in the first row for no reason.

But it's too late to say anything now! Unless he's willing to risk being punished by the saint by actually stealing it!

"Sigh~"

The other powerful figures, seeing that there was nothing left to fight over, also sighed.

I randomly found a futon in the back and sat down.

Although Qi Tian managed to snatch the prayer mat, he did not let his guard down.

He knew this was just the beginning. Even though everyone was sitting quietly now, as long as someone took the lead in grabbing, the others would definitely follow suit.

As for whether anyone would dare to make a move, Qi Tian had no doubt at all.

Leaving aside others, those two in the West are not people who are afraid of trouble.

Otherwise, they wouldn't dare to betray the Xuanmen sect and establish their own Buddhist sect in the future.

Therefore, as long as Hongjun doesn't speak, this position is not yet secure.

"This humble Taoist priest, Hongyun, has yet to request your honorable name, fellow Daoist!"

Just as Qi Tian was pondering, Hong Yun, who was sitting to his right, looked over with a kind expression.

Qi Tian immediately snapped out of his daze and smiled as he spoke:

"Qi Tian, ​​Fellow Daoist Hongyun was incredibly fast just now!"

"Haha, it's nothing to mention, not even close to your divine abilities, fellow Daoist!"

Hongyun immediately shook her head modestly, then looked curious:

"By the way, I wonder where you cultivate, fellow Daoist? I have spent millions of years traveling throughout the primordial world, but I have never met you!"

Upon hearing this, all the other powerful figures in Zixiao Palace turned to look.

They were curious too!

After all, Qi Tian seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"I come from Oriental Flower..."

Qi Tian had nothing to hide, and just as he was about to speak, three figures suddenly rushed in.

"Sorry we're late!"

Everyone immediately turned to look.

Two Taoist priests in gray robes, one smiling broadly, the other with a pained expression.

Behind him was a pretty female cultivator.

Qi Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he became secretly on guard.

It's Zhunti and Jieyin, and the one after that is... Houtu.

Houtu entered without speaking, glanced at Dijun and Taiyi, and then sat down on the three empty futons at the back.

After Zhunti led the Tu to sit down, he looked at the two empty prayer cushions that remained.

He glanced at the seven prayer cushions at the very front, his expression conflicted.

Seeing this, no one spoke, but there was a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

I'm looking forward to these two unwilling people making a move. Then they'll know whether they can actually do it or not.

However, Zhunti and Jieyin were not stupid. They also knew that this was a sacred place, and that taking action would not end well.

However, they were unwilling to give up, as the seven prayer mats ahead clearly held great secrets and opportunities.

At this moment, Zhunti's eyes darted around, his face immediately turning sorrowful, and he cried out:

"Senior brother, we two are so unlucky! We've traveled thousands of miles from the most bitter land in the West to listen to the Dharma, only to find we don't even have a seat!"

Jieyin was taken aback at first, then put on a mournful face, his expression of suffering becoming even more pronounced!

As Zhunti wiped away his tears, he frequently glanced at the seven Qitians in front of him.

The other powerful figures, though they scoffed or even scorned, also looked over.

just,

The Three Pure Ones closed their eyes to rest, showing no reaction.

Nuwa is communicating with Fuxi behind her.

Kunpeng observed coldly from the sidelines, giving off an air of "keep away, strangers."

Qi Tian looked at Hong Yun with curiosity, and when he saw that Hong Yun did not intend to give way, he was surprised.

This prehistoric world is a bit different; the number one kind-hearted person in the prehistoric world actually didn't offer his seat!

But then he immediately cursed himself as an idiot.

You've read too many novels about past lives and made yourself stupid; you've actually taken them seriously!

Hongyun is a kind-hearted person, but he's not stupid! If he could believe such a fake crying scene, he wouldn't be alive now.

What do you mean there are no seats? There are two empty cushions here.

Besides,

Even without a futon, can't I listen while sitting on the ground?

While Qi Tian was lost in thought, Hong Yun felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.

"Why do you see me that way, fellow Daoist?"

"Oh? Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing!"

Qi Tian was startled awake, immediately shook his head, and said seriously:

"It's just because you're handsome, fellow Daoist!"

"Well……"

(End of this chapter)