The fifth lotus seat is occupied by Hongyun, and the sixth one by Ku Peng.
Hongyun not only engaged in conversation with the Zhenyuanzi behind him but also wanted to invite Nvwa and Fuxi next to him into this chat group.
Nvwa is so aloof that she seems almost like a man, and she ignores Hongyun's friendly gestures. Fuxi, on the other hand, didn't let the atmosphere become awkward. He continued to respond to her in a half-hearted manner.
Hongyun didn't mind and instead wanted to divert the conversation to the Three Purity on the left of Nuwa.
The Taiqing and the Yuan Shi Tianzun were both extremely silent, gazing straight ahead without a sidelong glance. They seemed to have not heard Hongyun's greeting. The Celestial Teacher wasn't looking down on Hongyun's cultivation, but rather disliked his personality. He sat on the lotus seat by himself, stroking his beard and deep in thought.
Hongyun doesn't seem to be interested in listening to teachings, rather he is here to make friends.
This guy is really good at making conversation. It only took him less than a cup of tea to welcome the Jieshi and Deng Chan Yu into the room. Then, he was seen chatting with dozens of listeners, each with no interference. As the "group leader", Hongyun occasionally threw out some ideas, which would earn the praise of all immortals.
Kunpeng is the complete opposite. The future Demon Saint holds the most audacious attitude, glancing around as if believing that seizing a front-row lotus seat is an extremely glorious feat.
Jieshi looked at Deng Chan Yu and meant to ask, "What do we do? The good seats in front are all taken!"
What else can we do? We can only resort to the famous scene!
Deng Chan Yu looked melancholic and pitiful, bowing to Hongyun with folded hands, "Esteemed immortal, may I offer my respects."
Hongyun was busy chatting with several immortals, including Zhenyuanzi, when suddenly he saw her bowing to him. Used to being the kind-hearted one, Hongyun wanted to stand up and return the greeting. However, Zhenyuanzi held him down tightly. Hongyun suddenly realized what had happened and could only sit on the lotus seat, awkwardly nodding in response.
"Very well, esteemed sir. I will return your greetings."
Deng Chan Yu saw that the strategy of evading the situation was not working, and she immediately used her second move.
She began to act pitiful, her voice even sounding a bit hoarse, "My disciples and I have spent countless eons in the cold and barren western region for our cultivation. It is truly painful in the western world! While you all live in the rich eastern world, you have no idea how poor the western world is."
Seeing her speak so pitifully, Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi also showed sympathetic expressions.
Deng Chan Yu continued, "My disciples and I have diligently studied day and night, beginning our prayers for the western world's sentient beings at sunrise and continuing until sunset. We have built bridges and roads, relieved disasters, and believe we have never done anything wrong. Now, because the journey to the west is so distant, we are just a bit late. In such a grand assembly hall, why is there not even one seat for my disciples and me?"
Deng Chan Yu bowed particularly reverently as she spoke, her tears flowing. "Wu, Wu, Wu... My disciples are not doing this for ourselves, but out of concern that if we can't hear the Great Dao Ancestor's teachings due to the distance, how will we teach the billions of sentient beings in the west? Please, honored immortal, give the billions of sentient beings in the west a chance at life!"
The emotion-infused sound of the Great Dao, combined with a touch of Buddhist sentiment, immediately created a mood of profound sorrow that left Hongyun so uncomfortable that he couldn't even sit still. Despite Zhenyuanzi's firm grip, he could no longer stay seated when he saw "ZhenTi" tears streaming down her face and Jieshi looking bitter.
He quickly stood up and said, "Your disciples are all wise and resolute seekers of the Dao, whose steadfastness in their hearts exceeds mine. Don't be sad for the sentient beings in the west. I will go to the back, and let this seat be for you two."
Seeing Hongyun stand up, Deng Chan Yu didn't hesitate and her tears vanished immediately. She quickly pushed Jieshi onto the lotus seat.
Jieshi hesitated for a moment, as if wanting her to sit on this seat.
Deng Chan Yu shook her head repeatedly, laughing it off. "Don't joke around, you have Nuwa right next to you! Do you want me to sit next to Nuwa?"
I call you my teacher, and you call me your disciple? That would be too embarrassing!
She doesn't feel much moral pressure to deceive Hongjun, but lying to Nuwa? She simply cannot do it.
Moreover, the current Nuwa is not the one who has given up and is lying around in the Palace of Nüwa. Her three ghosts have not been subdued, and she exudes a fierce aura with cold eyes, a sharpness that is startling. She is almost like an upgraded version of Yun Xiao. Deng Chan Yu would rather be a gatekeeper than sit next to such a Nuwa. Let you sit next to her instead.
"Brother, don't be shy! Opportunity doesn't come by often, so quickly take the seat!" She pushed Jieshi onto the lotus seat forcefully before switching to another expression for Ku Peng.
"In the presence of all, who possesses great merit, what kind of demeanor do you have, filled with malevolence? Your auspiciousness is low, and your foundation is poor. How dare you sit here? Have you not heard that those who follow heaven will prosper, while those who defy heaven will perish? A creature that wears fur and has an ovum for birth, get out of here at once!"
The Yuan Shi Tianzun agreed with that remark, nodding slightly with minimal movement. However, it was impossible to get him to speak up for the "Zhen Ti" and demand a seat for her.
Tao Tianjiao was somewhat dissatisfied. Is being furry and horned a problem? Furry and horned creatures are also part of the Honguang world. Just like Yuan Shi Tianzun, he wouldn't speak up impulsively at this time.
The "ZhenTi"'s scolding of KuPeng was loud, almost drawing the attention of all the listeners.
Kun Peng was so angry that his mouth twisted. You acted pitiful with Hongyun, but you start to curse me directly? Don't you think less of evil people?
He dared not leave the seat, only awkwardly turning his head, preparing for a heated argument.
He had already made up his mind. It's not long until the lecture starts, and he'll stall a bit. Once Hongjun arrives, this seat will be his, let go? A joke!
He twisted his waist and turned his head, ready to counter with some words. But before he could open his mouth, he saw "Zhen Ti" suddenly shout out and leap up with a powerful kick, landing directly on his face.
Kun Peng never expected the Westerners to be so rude. No manners at all? He was caught off guard and rolled away like a cucumber, more than three zhang (an ancient Chinese unit of length) away, with his hooked nose broken. By the time he covered his nose, wanting to take revenge, he found that "Zhen Ti" had already casually sat down on the lotus seat.
"Ancestors want to kill you!" He was so angry he exploded, not caring where he was. With his fingers forming claws, they were dark with Qi, and his figure shot out like an arrow, aiming to grab "Zhen Ti's" throat.
As soon as he started to move, he felt something was wrong. Although his internal Qi was operating normally, when he externally released it, it disappeared without a trace, leaving him with only physical power.
Whether it's Kun or Peng, they are both incredibly strong aboriginal beings in Hongwu. However, the core body of Kun Peng is not strong enough. Without Qi support, he is a thin old man who can have much strength?
The thousands of guests in the Zixiao Palace, regardless of their cultivation level, were all new to the Zixiao Palace. Deng Chan Yu wasn't like that; she had been here several times before, knew the characteristics of the place, and this was her confidence in seizing power.
