Naturally, the treatment of the two western people can not be compared with that of Sanqing and Nuwa.

On that day, when Taoist Hongjun divided the treasure, four disciples handed it down, each with a congenital treasure.

For the two westerners, they gave them two best congenital treasures and sent them away.

Its eccentricity can be seen in general!

"Get up and talk!"

Waving his hand, he picked up zhunti Taoist priest, and Hongjun Taoist priest said.

Saints are the spokesmen of the way of heaven in the wilderness. They patrol hunting on behalf of heaven, symbolizing the majesty of the way of heaven. They always speak with courtesy.

Therefore, although Taoist Hongjun was unhappy in his heart, he would not let the quasi Taoist bend down to speak.

"I don't know if the teacher's holy driving is coming. The disciple is far away. I hope the teacher will forgive me!"

Seeing Taoist Hongjun's unhappy face, zhunti suddenly asked for forgiveness.

"You Taoist priest, are already the respect of saints and the model of all souls in the wilderness. How can you make such a move without face and personally fight a small generation?"

"Aren't you afraid of losing the dignity of saints and being ridiculed by a group of congenital gods and demons?"

Considering the actions of Taoist zhunti, Taoist Hongjun said angrily.

"Calm down, teacher. I know I'm wrong!"

"The disciple just saw that he was extremely qualified and had a love for talent in his heart. Then he couldn't help taking him down and wanted to be a disciple. He stayed around and taught me personally to inherit my western legal system!"

"I didn't worry about it. I'll lose the dignity of a saint. I hope the teacher will forgive me!"

Knowing the reason, the quasi Taoist quickly explained. However, in front of Taoist Hongjun, he did not dare to talk about his fate with me in the West. Instead, he said that he was eager for talent and had to do it.

"Don't argue!"

"That man is clearly of human origin and has Nuwa's discipline. You don't need to teach him!"

"Moreover, you know that he is Nuwa's disciple, and you have to forcibly take him to Xumi mountain. In your eyes, there is still the slightest Xuanmen friendship. Have you ever put Nuwa and poverty in your eyes?"

Seeing zhunti Taoist, he not only didn't have the slightest intention of admitting his mistake, but there, he forced himself to sophistry. Taoist Hongjun became more and more angry and scolded him severely.

"Teacher, calm down!"

"I dare not!"

Right and left are their own mistakes first. They don't worry about Nu Wa's face. The quasi Taoist dare to continue to argue. They can't help lowering their heads and even dare not speak.

"Hum!"

"And remember this lesson. You can't do it again in the future. Saints should look like saints, set an example for all souls in the wilderness, and be cautious in words and deeds!"

With a cold hum, Taoist Hongjun said.

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

"Yes, disciple!"

Seeing that the matter was over, the quasi Taoist was relieved, waved his sleeve to Feng Zichen and cancelled the spell imposed on him.

"Hoo!"

Suddenly, before Feng Zichen thought about his own changes, he felt that the surrounding atmosphere was wrong. He looked around and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

I don't know when, in front of him, a purple figure suddenly appeared, detached.

The quasi Taoist, who frightened him, was standing next to the figure, and there was no more domineering posture.

The reason why he was called human shadow was that Feng Zichen couldn't see his face clearly. Clearly this person is in front of him, but it seems that he is separated by a layer of fog and can't see it clearly.

"He..."

"Who is it?"

At the first sight of this figure, Feng Zichen's heart gave birth to the feeling of high mountains.

I just feel that this popularity is hidden, as lofty as a mountain, as vast as the sea, as deep as the starry sky and as vast as the way of heaven.

Taoist Hongjun just stood in the air. The breeze made his purple clothes flutter, showing his outstanding appearance, but his appearance was not true.

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

Feng Zichen only felt the inexplicable beating of her heart, Dong! Dong! Dong! He even heard his own huge heartbeat, as if he had seen the Avenue!

Feng Zichen has been on the road for so long and has seen many earth shaking figures, but no one has ever given himself such a strong impact and oppressed people like him!

This person is the incarnation of the Tao of heaven, the Tao!

"He is the Grand Master of Taoism!"

A very strong feeling rushed into the heart of Zichen, and instantly let him understand the origin of the man in front of him.

"Yes..."

The wind Zichen was about to come forward to meet him. A breeze blew past, and the figure of Taoist Hongjun dispersed with the wind. Halfway through the conversation, he couldn't speak.

"Little friend, it seems that the fate between you and me in the West has not come yet. I won't leave you today. When the fate comes in the future, it's not too late for me to go to the East again?"

With a little pity, he shook his head, and the quasi Taoist said to Feng Zichen.

"Saint, I have no chance with the West!

"The sage of the Taiqing Dynasty once said that I was destined to him and wanted to accept me as a disciple."

"How can I count, I have no chance with the West. There are countless gods and demons in the East. Why do saints stare at me and never let go?"

Taoist zhunti was so obsessed that Feng Zichen had no choice but to continue pulling out a tiger skin to frighten him and let him put out the idea of crossing himself to the West.

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

"Is there anything else?"

"Your background is more complicated than I thought."

"However, these are not important. The more popular you are, the more excellent you are. It's right for you to join our western teaching!"

"This method is for you to compensate for what you do today. It can also let you understand the breadth and depth of my Western magic method!"

"You are also good at cultivating. I hope that when we meet again next time, you have become an immortal golden body and willingly join our western sect."

Then, without giving Feng Zichen the chance to refuse, zhunti Taoist priest put a golden light into his eyebrows and disappeared.

"This..."

Feeling that she knew more skills in the sea, Feng Zichen shook her head with a bitter smile.

"Next time?"

"There won't be another time!"

Looking at the direction in which zhunti Taoist left, Feng Zichen murmured.

In a short time, he will become a guest of honor of the Lich family; he will be a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the eye of the Lich family. At that time, if the zhunti Taoist brings him to the west, he will offend the Lich family and the Lich family at the same time.

In the view of the witch family, this is to ignore them and dare to rob the witch family wizards;

In the view of the demon family, zhunti Taoist's move undoubtedly showed his attitude to protect Feng Zichen. How can they not be angry.

At this time, it was the time when the Lich and the Lich were at the height of the sun. If the quasi Taoist dared to take the risk of offending the two families and forcibly plunder him to the west, Feng Zichen would admit it.