Houtu is infatuated with me, so I made her lean against the wall.

Bodhi and the others entered the Zixiao Palace, looked around, and then focused their attention on the seven prayer mats at the front.

The three futons in front represent Taiqing Laozi, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian.

The fourth futon is for Nuwa, the fifth for Kunpeng, and the sixth and seventh for Jieyin and Zhunti.

This scene is very different from the original timeline.

After all, in the original timeline, besides the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, Qin Ming's disciple Hongyun, with the help of Zhen Yuanzi, managed to seize a place.

Afterwards, Jieyin and Zhunti, having arrived late, staged a tragic scene to secure Hongyun's seat. Later, they joined forces with Yuqing and Yuanshi to seize Kunpeng's seat.

This angered Hongjun, who then suspended the seventh prayer mat in mid-air and decreed that the seating arrangement for subsequent sermons would be fixed.

But now, all seven prayer mats are full, and Kunpeng, who shouldn't have received one, has been given one.

Hongjun, who was observing this scene from the shadows, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

This prayer cushion can represent a divinely ordained holy position.

Under the laws of Heaven, nine is the ultimate number.

Besides Hongjun himself, there were eight other saints.

The seven prayer cushions represent the seven holy positions, with the Lord of Heaven being the eighth.

Together, that makes nine holy positions.

But now, the Kunpeng has become a variable.

Although Kunpeng had good foundation and talent, his fortune, luck, and destiny did not meet Hongjun's requirements.

If he were to occupy the fifth prayer mat, would he accept disciples or not?

After pondering for a while, Hongjun unleashed a divine light.

The next moment, Di Jun, who had been sitting quietly in the back, suddenly felt a tremor in his spiritual sense.

"Second brother!"

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Taiyi looked at Dijun with confusion.

"Second brother, I have a feeling that the seven prayer mats in front are definitely not simple. We must find a way to seize them."

Di Jun looked at Taiyi meaningfully.

"Brother, this is where the Dao Ancestor preaches. If we act rashly, we might anger the Dao Ancestor."

Taiyi was startled upon hearing this and cautiously transmitted his voice.

"The Dao Ancestor once said that all those with affinity can hear the Dao. The sermon has not yet begun, so I suppose the Dao Ancestor will not blame us!"

Di Jun spoke slowly.

"So, who is Big Brother planning to target?"

Seeing this, Taiyi also decided to take a gamble.

In fact, when he entered Zixiao Palace earlier, he sensed that there was a great opportunity on the futon in front of him.

However, they were a step behind and could only be placed in the second row.

Now that Dijun is determined to seize a futon, he, as the younger brother, will naturally not stand in his way.

"The Three Pure Ones are powerful and united as one, making them difficult to deal with."

"Nuwa has Fuxi's help, and Jieyin and Zhunti are both Western beings who are mutually supportive. There's not enough time now. If a conflict breaks out with them and a great battle ensues, there won't be enough time!"

"Kunpeng is all alone, without any cultivators to help him, so let's start with him!"

"In that case, I will use the Hetu and Luoshu to knock him down, and you, my second brother, can take the opportunity to seize his prayer mat."

After thinking for a while, Di Jun looked at Taiyi and said.

"No, elder brother, if we're talking about taking action, it should be me. My Eastern Emperor Bell has the power to suppress space and time; if I were to act, I could more effectively knock him down. Elder brother, occupy that futon!"

Upon hearing this, Taiyi shook his head and offered his suggestion.

"Very well, we brothers are all one family, so let's do as you say and get started."

Upon seeing this, Di Jun did not hesitate.

After all, the time for preaching is approaching, and if they continue to decline, they will miss the opportunity.

Upon hearing Di Jun's soft shout, Taiyi did not hesitate at all. He summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell, channeled his magic power, and a bell rang out.

A powerful suppressive force descended upon Kunpeng.

Before Kunpeng could react, he was suppressed on the spot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Di Jun unleashed his full power, and the Hetu Luoshu shone with dazzling divine light, knocking the Kunpeng down with a single blow. He then took advantage of the situation to sit down on the futon.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi, how dare you act like this?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Kunpeng unleashed its full magical power, devouring the laws to shatter all the suppressing forces around it. Then, it stared at Dijun and Taiyi with eyes wide with fury.

"Opportunities are prepared for the strong. If you can't hold onto your own opportunities, who can you blame?"

Di Jun stared at Kunpeng expressionlessly.

"you........"

"Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones, please uphold justice for this humble Daoist."

Kunpeng was speechless with anger.

However, he knew that Di Jun and Tai Yi were powerful, especially Tai Yi, who possessed a supreme innate treasure. He was no match for them and could only look to the Three Pure Ones for help.

"What right do those creatures in fur and armor have to call themselves fellow Daoists with us?"

Taiqing Laozi seemed not to hear Kunpeng's words, keeping his eyes down and his mind focused.

Shangqing Tongtian, however, hesitated to speak.

Before Shangqing Tongtian could speak, Yuqing Yuanshi mocked first.

"you......."

Upon seeing this, Kunpeng's anger intensified.

However, since the Three Pure Ones are a unified entity, he could not afford to offend them, so he could only look to Nuwa for help: "Fellow Daoist Nuwa..."

"I dislike fighting, and your affairs are none of my concern."

Before Kunpeng could finish speaking, Nuwa said calmly.

At this moment, all she wanted to do was improve her cultivation as soon as possible so as to complete the task of opening the tunnel.

Therefore, Nuwa did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

Seeing that even Nuwa was unwilling to help him, Kunpeng's eyes showed a hint of helplessness, and he stopped asking Zhunti and Jieyin.

After all, in his view, even if Jieyin and Zhunti were willing to help him, the combined strength of the three of them would not be enough to contend with Dijun and Taiyi.

Just then, Hongjun arrived at the scene without anyone knowing when.

"Dao Ancestor, Di Jun and Tai Yi are vying for my position as a listener of the Dao! Please, Dao Ancestor, do justice for me!"

Upon seeing Hongjun arrive, Kunpeng immediately began to weep.

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Dijun and Taiyi felt a chill run down their spines and nervously watched Hongjun, fearing that Hongjun would intervene to seek justice for Kunpeng.

However, they were mistaken; this was all part of Hongjun's scheme.

After all, compared to Kunpeng, Dijun was at least destined to become the Demon Emperor, with a noble destiny.

Moreover, the lich must wage war.

However, in addition to the eleven ancestral witches, the witch clan also has Houtu, a powerful cultivator.

So, if a conflict breaks out between the witches and demons, how will the demons fight against the witches?

Given that Houtu and Qinming are Daoist partners, if the strength of the demon race is not increased, the Wu race could easily defeat the demon race and dominate the prehistoric world.

That's why Hongjun designed it this way.

"Opportunities are determined by fate. As I have said, those who are destined can hear the teachings. Before I begin my sermon, the seating arrangements are arbitrary."

"Thereafter, the position for listening to the sermon remains unchanged."

"I have opened up a new path, attained sainthood, and am destined to preach the Dao to all living beings in the primordial world for nine thousand years."

"This is the first time I have preached, and this preaching will last for three thousand years. Listen carefully to what I have said."

"The way of Heaven is to take from those who have too much and give to those who have too little; the way that can be told is the way..."

As Hongjun began his sermon, flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and a rich Daoist aura permeated the entire Zixiao Palace.

Seeing that Hongjun wouldn't stand up for him, Kunpeng could only find a quiet place to listen to the teachings in peace.

For a time, all the cultivators in Zixiao Palace were immersed in Hongjun's sermon.

However, what they didn't realize was that as they immersed themselves in Hongjun's Daoist aura, their own fortune began to slowly flow towards Hongjun.

Within the entire Zixiao Palace, apart from Qin Ming's disciples, only Nuwa's fortune remained as stable as Mount Tai.

Upon noticing this, Hongjun paused for a moment, his expression turning ashen once more.