Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Hongjun's eyes.

Immediately, I glanced at everyone and said quietly: "I am in charge of the jade plate of creation, and I have the responsibility to educate sentient beings. So Zixiao Palace started to talk about the great way. The great way is fifty, the heavenly way is forty-nine, and all sentient beings are seeking for that glimmer of chance.

Nine is the ultimate number. There are eight holy thrones under the way of heaven, and seven under my seat. Now I want to accept disciples, and there must be six disciples."

As he said, he suddenly said without waiting for everyone to react.

"The Three Pure Ones, are transformed by Pangu's soul, and are carved with the merits of opening the heavens. They can become saints. Can you please join me?"

"Meet the teacher."

Upon hearing this, Sanqing was also ecstatic and bowed.

"good."

Seeing this, Hongjun nodded slightly and waved his sleeves.

Three purple airflows with inexplicable aura flew out from the sleeves and fell into the soul of the Three Qingshen.

The three of them immediately realized that this thing was the key to the enlightenment of the saint - Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The saint is beloved by the way of heaven, and can entrust the soul and blend into the void. From then on, no one can capture his own destiny in the long river of luck. He is not afraid of calculations, but can count tomorrow and calculate good fortune and misfortune. From then on, there will be no disaster or disaster, and he will enjoy countless disasters and freedom.

Later, Hongjun said again: "Nuwa has profound virtues and will have great merits in the future. Can she become a saint? Can she be willing to join my disciple?"

Nuwa smiled sweetly and kowtowed, "Disciple is willing, I wish the teacher a long life!"

"good."

As the sound fell, another ray of Hongmeng purple aura flew out and fell into Nuwa's primordial spirit.

At this moment, everyone had already understood.

Hongjun's move was to divide the saint position. Only by worshiping the other party's disciples could they have the possibility of becoming a saint...

"Please be kind to the teacher..."

Suddenly, there were a series of shouts in the hall, including Cundi and Guiyin.

After a while, Hongjun suddenly spoke, looked at the two of them and said quietly, "Well, although you two are not as lucky as him, you are also very wise and perseverant. In the future, you will realize that you can become a saint. Are you willing to be a registered disciple?"

The registered disciple... is more than one difference compared to Sanqing and others.

But Zhunti and Jie Yin also understood that this was their only chance at the moment. If they refused, they would not even have the last chance to obtain the Hongmeng purple aura.

"Meet the teacher."

Although he is a registered disciple, it is undoubtedly much better than others who have been begging below but have not received any response.

After reciting this, Cundi and Wei Yin felt much better.

Hongjun on the high platform smiled slightly when he saw the two of them nodding.

With a swing of his sleeve, two more rays of Hongmeng purple aura flew out, falling into the souls of Jie Yin and Zhunti respectively.

It makes all the people both envious and jealous.

I wish I could replace myself with my body.

But at this time, some people with agility discovered that the six people were sitting there, which were the special cushions before.

Now that the six people have been taken over by Hongjun, Ye Fan seems to have been forgotten by Hongjun intentionally or unintentionally.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

Although they were full of doubts, these people did not dare to speak out. They asked Hongjun about this matter and had to silently pay attention to the development of the situation.

At this time, Hongjun also smiled as if he had just noticed Ye Fan in the audience.

"The origin of my friend is extraordinary."

"The Taoist ancestor is too famous."

Ye Fan smiled faintly and bowed.

"I wonder if you are willing to come to my sect and sit in my sect disciples. After I meet the Tao, I will take over this Zixiao Palace?" Hongjun said.

As soon as this said, a stone suddenly stirred up a thousand waves. The originally silent Zixiao Palace was like boiling water, and suddenly it became boiling.

What kind of character is Hongjun?

It can be said that the other party is the strongest person in the prehistoric world.

Such a person actually wanted to accept Ye Fan as his closed disciple, and also left all the Zixiao Palace to the other party...

Such treatment is beyond the reach of the Three Pure Ones.

As the person involved, Ye Fan, seeing that he was at the forefront of Hongjun's words, he also smiled bitterly.

Being cheated...

This is the only thought in Ye Fan's mind.

In fact, from the first day he entered Zixiao Palace, Ye Fan had no intention of hiding his origin.

After all, as early as the star transformation plane, he had discovered that his origin was naturally impossible to see through the existence below the saints.

But for existences like Hongmeng, Lin Lei, and Hongjun, it is really not too obvious...

Therefore, over the years, seeing Hongjun turned a blind eye to his existence, Ye Fan gradually felt relieved.

After all, he came to this prehistoric plane just to obtain Pangu's essence and blood, and to use it to perfectly practice the Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique and achieve the realm of Hunyuan.

As for the so-called holy position and Hongmeng purple qi, I don’t want it at all.

Even to avoid it.

At present, Hongjun's move is like exposing him naked to everyone. No matter whether Ye Fan agrees or not, he will inevitably cause a lot of trouble in the future.

"Why."

Ye Fan sighed lightly and shook his head and said, "Why is this for the Taoist Ancestor?"

"Is it my friend unwilling?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Seeing this, everyone present held their breath and focused, fearing that they would miss any word.

Even Sanqing and others turned their heads slightly at this moment and looked at the somewhat mysterious "Xuantian Taoist" beside them, with curiosity in their eyes.

"Thank you for your love, it's a pity that my way... is not here."

A faint voice sounded.

Suddenly, there was a silence in Zixiao Palace.

After a while, there were waves of breathing sounds one after another.

"Hiss, is this guy crazy?"

"That's the Taoist Ancestor. Not to mention the closed disciple, even if it's a registered disciple, we would be extremely willing."

"The burial of heavenly things, the burial of heavenly things... Such a good opportunity has ruined this son for nothing!"

Hearing the discussion in Zixiao Palace, Ye Fan shook his head slightly.

Taking Hongjun as his teacher seems to have endless benefits, and he can get a saintly gift package in the other party afterwards, with a Hongmeng purple qi and several innate spiritual treasures...

Plus one Zixiao Palace.

But will pies really fall from the sky?

A person like Hongjun who is in line with the laws of heaven has profound meanings every step, and every move is considered for the order of this world.

And as the biggest anomaly in the world.

Ye Fan's existence is an unstable factor for the way of heaven.

In this case, the way of heaven can do it.

One is to erase, and the other is to comfort.

The latter is undoubtedly more secure in these two options.

That's why Hongjun asked this question in Zixiao Palace today, even using the holy position as a temptation.

But the question is, will Ye Fan accept this saint position?

The answer is obvious, no.
Chapter completed!