Hongjun appeared out of thin air, as if he had been there, and it was like he was there, and he was standing there. He was stepping on a chaotic and colorful auspicious cloud. With his appearance, spiritual flowers appeared in the sky out of thin air. As Hongjun descended, they slowly fell down. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but curse: "Pretend 13." But the expression on his face was as good as he was.

After Hongjun landed, several people hurriedly bowed and said, "Teacher."

Hongjun sighed and said, "You guys are really messing around. Just a small spiritual root and a few gourds can do such a thing. Can't we get along well?" In secret, he sent a message to Zhuang Xiong and threatened: "I don't know what you know, and I don't want to ask you why, but don't forget what I said to you back then. Just help me. Don't interfere in the key areas."

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's rare that I'm passionate, but it still won't work. I felt that Hongjun had dispersed the surrounding imprisonment, Zhuang Xiong did not struggle, but stood up, lowered his eyebrows and stopped talking. Nuwa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw this and let go of Zhuang Xiong. She was really afraid that this fool would rush forward recklessly, that was the saint Hongjun.

When Di Jun saw Hongjun coming, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that the fight could not be fought. He hurriedly bowed and said, "It's all our brother's fault, but Daozu is a big boss, and we are ashamed. Since Daozu is here, it's better for Daozu to allocate this gourd, so we have no objection." Sanqing and others also hurriedly said, "It depends on the teacher."

Hongjun glanced at the gourd vine, and his eyes seemed to flash disdain, but his face remained unchanged, saying, "This thing is also one of the ten great spiritual roots in nature. One vine and seven fruits, but it should be destined to be with the seven people. Three Qings can take three, one Hongyun, one Taiyi, and one Nuwa. In the end, I should have taken this, but it is useless for me to take it. Even if Di Jun’s fault, I will give it to Fuxi. Oh, there is another vine, so I will take it by Han Xiong. If there is no objection, let it be divided like this." As he said that, he turned around and drove the clouds to fly for several breaths, but suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

When Hongjun left, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The atmosphere that seemed to have frozen just now became a little lively. Although Hongjun did not release his saint's pressure, the inadvertent momentum and psychological pressure still put a lot of pressure on everyone. Especially Zhuang Xiong, this guy made Hongjun have to appear because of a few small matters of broken gourds, but he was under greater pressure. At this time, Hongjun left, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his body, and looked at Di Jun Taiyi coldly.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the few people was not so tense, Di Jun smiled and said, "Since the Taoist Ancestor has been assigned properly, otherwise we will take it like this, right?"

Although Hongyun saw that the Taoist Ancestor left, there was an evil star Zhuang Xiong next to him, and hurriedly said, "What the Taoist said is that I have something urgent, so I'm not polite. Take one first, I hope you don't blame me." As he said that, he accompanied the gifts and hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the lowest red gourd, turned around and left. Speaking of which, although Hongyun got the lowest one or the worst one, it still offended several people. Whether from the perspective of qualification or the theory of cultivation, Hongyun can be said to be the most inconspicuous one, especially the primitive who pays the most attention to rules, his face turned a little black. As for what Hongyun said, there was no one who believed it. Even if it was really urgent, could he still wait for the time when several people took the gourd?

Di Jun also saw the primitive black-faced look, and he understood a little in his heart. He smiled and said, "The three are Pangu, who have great merits. They are the first to discover this place and use formations to protect it. Should we take it first."

I nodded slightly, as if I appreciated it. I stepped forward to get the purple gold gourd. My original thoughts were moved. Anyway, this thing was of no use to him. I only took a green gourd, which was considered a favor. Tongtian couldn't get one better than his brother, so he immediately took a blue one and came back.

Di Jun said again: "Miss Nuwa and fellow Taoist Fuxi live in this Buzhou Mountain. They are considered landlords, so they should take it first."

Nuwa nodded and thanked her, stepped forward to take the orange gourd, but she couldn't help but feel a little fond of Di Jun, but she was even more confused about Zhuang Xiong's actions. Di Jun knew etiquette and knew how to advance and retreat. She was also a demon clan. The two had never met each other before. They were not grudges. With Brother Han's generous and generous personality, they should be able to make friends. Why did Brother Han be full of murderous intent for the two? However, she also knew that Zhuang Xiong seemed to know many secret things, and could not speak to others, but did her own reasons. Therefore, although she was confused, she did not ask much.

After Fuxi also stepped forward to take the blue gourd, Di Jun asked Taiyi to take the yellow gourd. Zhuang Xiong saw that everyone had taken the gourds, so he stepped forward to pull the gourd vine. He turned around and smiled at Nuwa, "Sister Nuwa, this vine is a good thing. It will be of great use to you in the future. Why don't I change it with you?" This guy thought that although he could not kill Di Jun Taiyi, he did not want Nuwa to participate in the affairs of the demon clan, so he wanted to exchange Nuwa's future demon gourd. Unexpectedly, Nuwa smiled at him and said, "If I don't use this gourd for you, will you not use it for me when I need to use the vine in the future?"

Zhuang Xiong was speechless, and Sister Nuwa was getting harder to deceive. Fuxi also came over to tease him and said, "I don't really need to use your broken vine. It's better to change it when I need it in the future. Why change it now? Is Han Xiong really wrong this time?" Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Tongtian leaned over from the side and said, "Big Bear, do you want a gourd to play with? This is useless to me. Why don't I change it with you? Turn around and use that vine to refine a belt, but it's good."

Zhuang Xiong gave him a angrily glance and said, "I didn't listen to what I said just now. This thing is useful to my sister Nuwa in the future. How could I give it to you? You can stay wherever you cool down. Otherwise, you can give me your gourd for free."

Tongtian couldn't help but glance at him with contempt, and turned around and ignored him.

Fuxi looked at the gourd and couldn't help but feel depressed: "No wonder Daozu doesn't want this gourd, it makes me useless. It turns out that it's useless."

Zhuang Xiong said strangely: "But what's the use?"

Fuxi said, "But there is a lot of space. Adding things like spiritual fruits can also automatically brew something called wine. It has no other effect except to fill your stomach." As soon as he said this, he felt that Zhuang Xiong kept pulling his sleeves. He looked up and saw Zhuang Xiong looking at him with light in his eyes. He couldn't help but realize it in an instant, and almost forgot that this naive bear is definitely a foodie, but his appetite is exactly what he likes the most. So he laughed jokingly and said, "It's not impossible to give you this gourd, but it's not so easy to get it. You used to bully me, but this time you have to think about how to make me willingly take it out. Don't think about robbing it, this is given by the Taoist ancestor."

Zhuang Xiong frowned, thought for a moment, turned his eyes and set up an isolation barrier. He smiled and went forward to Fuxi's ear and said a few words. Looking at Fuxi's shocked eyes, he smiled and said, "Now you know? You are useless to take this gourd, so it's better to give it to me."

Fuxi came to his senses for a while and said solemnly: "What you said is true?"

Zhuang Xiong shook his head, removed the barrier casually, and said with a smile: "Don't ask too much, don't say too much. Since you are proficient in arithmetic, you know the result."

Fuxi was already open-minded, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard this, throwing the gourd to Zhuang Xiong, and said, "I'll give it to you like this. This thing will be useful to you. Who else is like you, a foodie."

Nuwa then leaned over and said, "What did you say just now? I seemed shocked to see my brother?"

Fuxi smiled and said, "He said that if I don't give him the gourd, he would give me a big betrothal gift or ask me for a big dowry. If I don't agree, he will rob the kiss. How can I bear to give him the gourd and let him talk a few years later, so that we brothers and sisters can spend more time together."

Nuwa couldn't help but blush, spat and buried her head in her chest, but she didn't notice the strong reluctance, helplessness and sadness in Fuxi's eyes.

While the few people were talking, I Yuanshi and Taiyi also checked the gourd first. However, Di Jun came over and smiled at Nuwa and Fuxi, "Three fellow Taoists have invited me. Recently, my brother saw that there were more demon clans in the prehistoric world, but there were many battles. Many demon clan heroes died of misfortune before they could grow up. So he wanted to contact some demon clan masters and set some rules to let my demon clan help and love each other. Moreover, there was a witch clan in the prehistoric world, and they even wanted to kill my demon clan compatriots to be full of things, which made people feel sad and angry. If we don't unite, we will inevitably be devastated. Moreover, our compatriots who have not yet grown up need our support. My brother is determined to find a way out for the demon clan. Today, he passed by the treasure land. Several of them are also the best-selling masters in the world, but they are shameless and ask for help from you."

Fuxi couldn't help but act very much, so he looked at Nuwa again. Nuwa was a woman after all, soft-hearted. When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad for the dead demon clan, and was angry at the witch clan. His impression of Di Jun was a little better. This person not only knew etiquette and knew how to advance and retreat, but also had such kindness and great ambition. Seeing Fuxi also acted in his mind, he smiled and said, "It's a big event for my demon clan, but my brother and sister dare not stay out of it. I also asked fellow Taoists to come to the snail residence to talk."

Although Zhuang Xiong and Fuxi and Nuwa were close, they could not help them make decisions. Therefore, he was just paying attention to the conversation between the three people but did not express his opinions. At this time, when Nuwa heard Nuwa's decision, he couldn't help but wonder why Nuwa had just agreed. Zhuang Xiong felt a stinging pain in his heart, as if a sharp weapon had been cut open, and tears seemed to be about to overflow from his eyes. He seemed to have an invisible and irreparable crack between him and Nuwa. Zhuang Xiong held back his tears, his face turned cold and said, "I have disappeared from the Sanqing Taoist fellow, but I suddenly thought of visiting Kunlun Mountain, let's separate here for the time being. See you again in Zixiao Palace." As he said that, he didn't wait for a few people to reply, he called me and others to leave.

The three of me saw Zhuang Xiong's ugly face, but knew that it was not the time to ask. I just nodded, and the original eyes also revealed the inquiry, but Tongtian's eyes were only full of concern. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, nodding and showing a bitter smile to Sanqing. Sanqing didn't care, and bowed with Nuwa and others, and then drove away with Zhuang Xiong.

Di Jun was a little embarrassed and asked, "Did I say something wrong just now?"

Taiyi saw that everyone was almost gone, and the few people in front of him were all demon clans, but he couldn't help it and shouted: "I think that Taoist is not a good bird. The first time he met, he had a bad face as if we owe him something. He was so slight, it was not like a big deal. If he offended, he would offend him. He would not recognize such a person who could even ignore the dangers of the demon clan. "

Fuxi couldn't help but look at Taiyi. Di Jun hurriedly grabbed Taiyi and said with a smile: "Taiyi is just a quick-talking person. Please don't blame me, if you offend me, I will apologize to both of you on his behalf."

Nuwa shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It's not about fellow Taoists' business, let's go to the snail residence to talk about the affairs of the demon clan. You can't miss the entire demon clan just because of a little private matter." Fuxi heard this from the side, but couldn't help but shake his head and sighed inwardly.

In fact, how could Nuwa feel good? She knew Zhuang Xiong's attitude towards Di Juntai and two, and knew that Zhuang Xiong must have his own reasons. However, she believed that no matter what, the few people were still demon clans after all, and when it comes to major affairs of the entire demon clan, they naturally needed to put all personal grievances and entanglements and put official affairs first. But she didn't know that what Zhuang Xiong hated the two the most was the so-called racial affairs in the two of them. Because of this different understanding in her heart, the gap between the two was destined to grow bigger and bigger.

The strong wind swept over, rolling up the sky and flying indiscriminately, and the clothes rustled, fluttering with the wind, pulling their indifferent body desperately, as if comforting him. The tears that had already overflowed in their eyes finally slid down and drifted away with the wind.

Sanqing followed Zhuang Xiong, watching Zhuang Xiong not using magic power to protect him, and flew wildly in the wind. Seeing that Zhuang Xiong was already crying, Tongtian could no longer help him and rushed over and asked, "I said Lao Xiong, you have always been the most optimistic one. You smirked foolishly and made us laugh. What happened? Why did you make you look like this? I don't believe it. If my three brothers help you, is there anything else that can't be done in this world? You and I combined up to account for 40% of the merits of Kaitian. I think who dares to provoke us?"

When I saw Tongtian coming forward, I followed him quickly. After hearing Tongtian's words, I couldn't help but give Zhuang Xiong a positive look.
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