Great Antiquity: I Became Emperor Taiyi

Tai Yi also smiled and said, "Sit and watch you rise from a tall building, sit and watch your King's Pavilion, sit and watch your building collapse, and watch you get played."

Hearing Taiyi's words, Di Jun thought about it. Although he didn't understand the meaning of it, he could vaguely feel that it was not ridiculing this Prince Dong, what else could he be doing?

However, this move by Prince Dong was just a laughing stock to talk about in the future.

Of course, the voices of the two were not loud, so Prince Dong and others did not hear it. As for the surrounding monks, they all avoided Taiyi and the others early.

The aura on his body is too grand and powerful, and standing in front of Taiyi and Di Jun is simply looking for guilt.

Therefore, Taiyi didn't have the slightest thought or pressure. With Dongwanggong, he didn't need to die when he knew each other. If he didn't know each other, he would die very quickly.

After all, when Hongjun and Tiandao introduced him to be the head of this prehistoric male immortal, they had already arranged for him to return.

Died at the hands of "The One".

At this moment, Taiyi's expression changed, and he was puzzled for a while, how he felt gloomy, as if he was being stared at by some evil spirit.

Thinking of this, Taichi looked back.

When he saw the two figures, Taichi suddenly understood the previous feeling, it was these two guys who sent it.

Just less than a thousand miles behind Taiyi and Dijun, there were two Taoists wearing brown-red Taoist robes with dark skin, sitting cross-legged on a bodhi seed.

Come here.

It was none other than the two who had complained during the first sermon.

Just when Taiyi Consciousness looked at the two of them, Di Jun's voice came from his ears.

"Second brother, the western quan mention and reception are behind you and me, do you want to..."

"Don't worry about them, if they don't know what's wrong, you and I will touch them again!"

Hearing Taiyi's words, Di Jun stopped talking, and the two brothers flew forward together.

At this time, the quasi-promotion and reception are here.

Zhunti and Jieyin sat cross-legged on this Bodhi seed. Although they had been refined, they were incomparably apprehensive.

The two of them were sitting in pain.

Looking at the Sanlong Chenxiang carriage sitting in front of Prince Dong, there was a burst of heat in his eyes, and more of a burst of jealousy and unwillingness.

They are all in the prehistoric land, and they are all monks in the prehistoric wilderness.

The West is barren, lacking in spiritual energy, and it is difficult to cultivate. Most importantly, the treasures unearthed in the West can be counted in one palm. Why are all the good things in the East and only some defective products in the West?

But Daoist Zhunti and Daoyin have not been idle all these years.

With the rank of a strong-mouthed king and a famous saying "I have a relationship with the West", many cultivators in the East have been tricked into the West to work as hard labor, reclaiming wasteland, and the euphemistic name is: benefiting all living beings.

At the same time, many treasures such as spiritual fruit have been moved to the west and planted on their own dojo.

Therefore, over the years, the Daoist Zhunti and the Daoist Receiver have been in the wind and rain, worrying about the West (self), wishing to move all the treasures of the East to the West,

Even so, if you look at the three dragons Chenxiang expelling from the East Prince, and then look at the dry Bodhizi under your own chin, the quasi-ti Daoist and the Receiver-Yin Daoist will be short of breath.

Of course, the two of them can also stand up, but it is too far.

The entire West is extremely large, and it takes a lot of time to travel to Buzhou Mountain.

So the two will sit.

Right at this moment, Jie Yin glanced away and saw Di Jun and Tai Yi in front of him, and a hint of anger flashed in his expression.

The receptionist said: "Look, big brother, isn't that the two brothers on Sunstar, Di Jun and Taiyi!"

Zhunti looked at it: "Yes, it is Dijun and Taiyi. The breath of the sun in the two of them can be felt from afar. It's a shame, why I don't have the power of the sun in the west."

There was a flash of coldness in the corner of Jie Yin's eyes: "Brother, these two birds made my brothers lose face last time, and they almost didn't have a seat. I met them today, why don't I humiliate them?"

Hearing the quote, Zhunti first remembered the blockbuster "Western Duo 1" last time, with a burst of anger on his face, and then became interested.

Zhun mentioned: "Second brother, what should we do?"

Seeing that Zhunti's interest was seduced, he felt happy in his heart, and his eyes rolled.

His eyes were on Di Jun and Taiyi, as well as on Duke Dong who was riding the three dragons Chenxiang not far away.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Then his mouth was next to Zhunti's ear.

"Brother, we should..."

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Chapter 64 The flattering duo, the brain-twitching East Prince

After listening to Xieyin's words, Zhunti had a happy expression on his face, looked at Xieyin and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, although it can't cause too much damage to those two Golden Crows, it can make those two guys suffer a dumb loss. Really good."

Looking at Zhunti's appearance, he said with a smile: "In this case, brother, we..."

"Can!"

After all, Zhunti and Jieyin stood up from the dry Bodhi, and Zhunti made a move, and Bodhi was taken into his arms.

The two stood on top of the cloud.

Holding the magic formula in his hand, he came forward.

The target is the East Prince.

At this time, the East Prince was wearing a cyan robe and a crown on his head, but it was not a simple style, but a spiritual power contained in it.

It can be seen that whether it is the crown on the top of the head, or the cyan robe on the body, it is not an ordinary item.

It contains spiritual power, and it took a little thought to refine it, in order to show his status and identity as the head of the prehistoric male fairy.

Next to it lay the Divine Sword, although it was not sheathed, but just by looking at it, one could feel its sharp edge.

There was a chill on the neck for no reason, as if someone was pointing at him with a sword.

This kind of pomp, this kind of imposing manner, he is the only one in the flood, and only he can enjoy it.

The East Prince thought arrogantly.

However, in the blink of an eye, there was a moment of sadness in my heart, and the depths of my eyes were also a bit dissatisfied and unhappy.

Glancing at the monks around him, Duke Dong was very resentful in his heart. He took a lot of troubles to create such a pomp, and it was not just for the sake of being imposing, and at the same time telling Xie these guests in the Zixiao Palace that he was the leader of the male immortals in the wild.

However, when he started from the Purple Mansion, he traveled through the flood and wasteland with great fanfare, and went to Buzhou Mountain. Along the way, he met many monks, but no one stopped to say hello to him.

Not to mention the admiration one or two, showing the heart of surrender.

The more Prince Dong thought about it, the more angry he became, and his eyes became colder and colder.

"How can it be repaired, this deity is the head of the prehistoric male immortal who was proclaimed by the ancestor Hongjun. He holds the sword of slaughter and has the right to kill. No one has come to visit, it's abominable!"

Just when Prince Dong was angry, a sincere voice drifted into Prince East's ear.

"In front of you is the head of the sage who was proclaimed as a male immortal, the founder of the Zifu, and the Taoist friend Donghua who holds the sword of slaughter?"

Hearing this voice in the heart of Prince East, it was like the warm sun in the three winters, and it was also a clear spring in the desert, which instantly nourished Prince East's heart.

The heart was greatly satisfied.

With a wave of his hand, Sanlong Chenxiang turned his head around, just in time to see Zhunti and Jiyin coming out of breath.

"It turned out to be these two guys from the West? What are they calling me for?" Prince Dong recalled the performance of Zhun Ti in Zixiao Palace, and couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth.

I remembered the news from my subordinates. After the first sermon, these two guys did not stop. They were working hard every day as porters (transporting the spiritual animals from the East to the West).

I didn't want to see each other for a while, but I stopped to see what the two of them meant.

At this moment, Zhun Ti came to him and said with a smile on his face: "Daoist friend Donghua, but let the two Pindao brothers chase after them. As soon as the Zixiao Palace parted, the two of my brothers returned to the west and heard about Donghua again. When I was a friend of Daoist Daoist Hua, I was already the ruler of the Purple Mansion, which is gratifying to congratulate."

Jie Yin also gave full play to his own advantages, "Yes, seeing Daoist Donghua today is indeed divine. It's really a blessing for me to have Daoist Donghua who is a cultivator who has benefited the common people!"

It has to be said that Zhun mentioning and receiving and citing two people, these words are true and beautiful.

Not only did he say that the prince of the east was in the right position, he was personally entrusted by the ancestor Hongjun, and he also said the achievements of the prince of the east, the establishment of the Zifu, and the gathering of monks.

But the most important thing is to stand on the side of the prehistoric people and highly praise the East Prince as a blessing to the prehistoric people.

The Duke of East was greatly satisfied when he was given such a hand by Zhun mentioning and receiving him.

However, there was a refusal on his face: "The two Taoist friends are serious, and Donghua will naturally try his best to do the things that the sage has explained."

Hearing the modest words of Duke Donghua, Zhun made a pretentious gesture and said dissatisfiedly: "Daoyou Donghua, is it because you look down on the two poor brothers, such praise, apart from Daoist Donghua, who else can deserve it? !"

With the previous compliment and this sentence, Donghua, who was a little nervous at the beginning of Zongli and Jieyin, suddenly let go of his heart.

"What the two fellow Daoists said is very true, after this sermon, come to my purple mansion for a talk."

"Can!"

Prince Dong, Zhunti and Xieyin chatted one after another.

The surrounding cultivators all focused their attention on the three duo of Dongwanggong. When they heard the words of Zhunti and Jieyue, they couldn't help but secretly said in their hearts: "It's so skinless and shameless."

However, he didn't pay much attention and continued to go towards Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, Taiyi and Di Jun were less than a thousand miles in front of the East Prince and the three of them, and they could catch up in the blink of an eye.

The previous words were all heard in the ears.

Di Jun was disgusted for a while: "Second brother, this judging and receiving is too disgusting, but Donghua still eats this set, hehe!"

Taiyi said with a smile: "Big brother, things gather together, people are divided into groups, and smells like each other, so don't pay attention."

Hearing Taiyi's words, Di Jun thought for a moment and nodded.

The two continued to drive the clouds towards the front.

At the same time, the East Prince is here.

Zhunti looked at the East Prince's car and his attendants with envy in his eyes, and determined to move everything from the East to the West.

At this time, Ying Yin secretly exchanged glances with Zhun Zizi, and Zhun Ti naturally understood.

Looking at the smug, touted East Prince, with a sad face on his face, he said bitterly: "Daoist friend Donghua worked hard for the welfare of the common people, but no one came to offer condolences, one or two. Pindao really feels sad for fellow Daoist Donghua."