Daochen became Hongjun's personal disciple. Not only did they not feel a little jealous, but they were excited about Daochen.

After all, compared to others, they can better understand the benefits of becoming a Hongjun personal disciple.

That's simply indescribable!

There is a saint-level teacher who teaches with his own hands.

Why worry about the unsuccessful way?

"Daochen, what exactly are you thinking?"

Nuwa also had some anxiety in her eyes.

The disciple who was personally passed on, even Nuwa had no choice!

"The teacher wants to accept you Daochen as your personal disciple. Can you still refuse?"

Yuanshi looked at Daochen coldly.

Sorry, Daochen really refused.

"The teacher is kind, and the disciple understands it, but the disciple is used to being free and easy, and he really doesn't want to be a teacher and sit down."

Daochen suddenly spoke at this moment.

"What Daochen refused?"

"The saint wanted to accept his own disciples, but he actually refused?"

"It's simply ignorant!"

For a moment, many powerful people in the entire Zixiao Palace became full of righteous indignation.

The eyes that looked at Dao Chen could spew out fire.

They long for unattainable opportunities.
Chapter completed!