This portal seems to separate two worlds. The inside and outside of the door are completely different.

Yang Lin guessed right. There were many masters who surpassed him, too many to count.

He just stood in front of the gate of Zixiao Palace for a moment, and there were several lights and shadows, and he couldn't wait to rush in...

I don't know how many people have entered earlier.

Two boys and girls carved in pink and jade stood at the door to welcome the guests, their faces a little ugly.

Because they greeted guests politely, but the strange monks who rushed in didn't pay any attention to them.

"Fellow Taoist, please come in..."

The young man smiled and bowed his head. A gust of wind blew by, but the bird with wings ignored it. The strong wind blew, causing the young man to take three steps back and his face turned dark.

"Brother Taoist, go in quickly and find a place to listen to the sermon..."

The girl laughed so hard that two delicate dimples appeared. A monk with an animal head and sharp claws, who was covered in the smell of blood, grunted, flicked his sleeves, and went in, scaring the girl into hurriedly dodging.

"Grass……"

"This is the boy of Taoist Hongjun. I dare to treat you like this. I admire you."

Yang Lin's eyebrows jumped wildly when he saw it, thinking that it actually made sense for the two clans of demons and witches to disappear in the long river of history, leaving the human race to catch up and become the protagonists of the world.

These guys don't know what etiquette is at all. They don't understand the world, they only know how to be strong, bully the weak and fear the strong. If they don't destroy the clan, who will destroy the clan?

A seventh-grade official in front of a prime minister, let alone a boy in front of a Taoist ancestor.

Yang Lin knew that these two boys should be the future Jade Emperor of Haotian and the Golden Mother of Yaochi... Now they are just two little carrot heads, and their cultivation level is still low.

Who would have thought? Now these two little Taoist boys, who are inconspicuous at all, will become the nine-nine supreme beings who control the three realms and rule the heaven and the human world in the future.

Therefore, it is very reasonable to say that young people should not be bullied into poverty.

He stretched out his hand to brush his robe and moved forward slowly.

The two Taoist boys forced smiles again, and the little girl from Yaochi said with a voice like silver bells, "Brother Taoist, please come in, and please find a place to listen to the sermon by yourself. Don't make noises and make trouble, which will displease Taoist ancestors."

It’s not very nice.”

"Thank you for reminding me, junior sister. I don't have much to offer. I have nothing to do on weekdays. I collected some snacks for you to try."

As soon as Yang Lin's eyes moved, he remembered that when he traveled to the world in the west, in order to coax the newly born baby, he spent a lot of effort to collect some snacks in the prosperous land of the Tang Dynasty and placed them in the cave world.

Because there is enough spiritual energy in the cave world, there are no bacteria to contaminate the food, and the preservation function is extremely powerful. The candied haws at this time are bright in color, sweet and fragrant, and they look delicious, just like when they were bought.

The little girl from Yaochi looked stunned for a moment, then her face became very happy.

How often had she seen snacks in the mortal world? When she stayed in Zixiao Palace, she only ate wind and drank dew. She couldn't tell the difference between sweet, sour, bitter and spicy. Even the cheapest things were still precious treasures in her opinion.

"Thank you, Brother Dao."

Yaochi took the candied haws and figured out at a glance how to eat it. She bit off one and sipped it, her eyes narrowed in happiness.

"Come on, you have some too, and this one, it's sugar granules. You need to peel off the colored paper outside..."

Seeing the Haotian child next to him, his eyes full of envy and anticipation, Yang Lin smiled and handed him a few candied haws, and distributed a handful of delicious candies to the two children.

After Haotian and Yaochi took the gifts and tasted them, they became very cheerful and stopped guarding the door. They led Yang Lin directly into Zixiao Palace and took him to a seat near the front.

Reluctantly, after talking to Yang Lin for a long time, the two little guys ran back to the door, looking very different from before.

'Now Haotian and Yaochi are still two very innocent children. Who would have thought that they would have the last laugh, and as they grow up, they will slowly become cruel and ruthless.'

Yang Lin chuckled and turned his attention to the huge space of Zixiao Palace.

As expected, Taoist Hongjun has not appeared yet. On the high Taoist platform, there is a purple futon, which should be the seat Taozu reserved for himself.

Under the high platform, there were six futons in the first row, which were already filled with six people.

The first one from the left looks like an old man, with a clumsy face and a calm expression. His eyes seem to be closed but not closed. He sits there and waits quietly, not paying attention to the noise around him.

This man's Qi is mysterious and obscure. He obviously looks like an ordinary person and there is nothing unusual about him. But for some reason, he doesn't dare to look down upon him. It's like seeing the lofty mountains in the ancient world. The mountains are silent and majestic.

The second one is a person with a majestic face and powerful Qi, just like the movement of heaven and earth. People respect him at the first sight and dare not be presumptuous.

The third one is like a long sword that pierces the heaven and the earth. It is so sharp that people don’t want to take a second look at it at the first glance.

Just staring at it brings a sense of disaster to my soul.

This is Sanqing.

It is Lao Tzu, the original and the heaven, and the biological son of this world.

Yang Lin met these three people on the way here. When he took a closer look, he realized that the other party was extremely powerful. Although these three people were also at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, the aura and intimidation of these three people were...

Compared to Kunpeng and Hongyun, I don't know how much better.

Sure enough, realm is not something that can be relied upon at all. Some people are born to stand in Rome and are so powerful that they cannot be measured by common sense.

Sitting on the fourth futon is a woman. This woman is dignified, beautiful, gentle and calm. She is like a symbol of all the good things in the world. Just one look at her makes people unable to look away.

Behind her, there stood a young man with a handsome face and a white robe...

This woman must be Nuwa, and standing quietly behind her is Fuxi.

The fifth one, this one, is very familiar to Yang Lin.

Wearing a bright red Taoist robe, with a beaming look on his brows, this person was restless sitting on a futon. He was talking happily to a middle-aged man with a calm and solemn face behind him, completely ignoring the darkness of the cultivators behind him.

In eyes.

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Yang Lin just looked over, and there was a fierce look in this man's eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone.

That's right, this person is Kunpeng.

It was also the first powerful enemy Yang Lin made after coming to the ancient land.

Yang Lin suspected that if he were not in Zixiao Palace and all these people were in awe, Demon Master Kunpeng would probably stand up and fight against him. He could do such a thing.

Yang Lin was slightly silent when he saw two middle-aged men wearing golden robes not far behind Kunpeng, full of nobility and vaguely familiar auras.

‘This feeling, no need to ask, should be Lu Ya’s father, Emperor Jun Yao Huang, and Dong Huang Taiyi.

Sure enough, the tiger father had a son. Compared to these two, although Lu Ya finally became a quasi-sage, he still couldn't stand out on the stage.

The same Jinwu, these two are at least ten times more powerful than Xiao Liuzi.

Looking at it from a distance, there is a fire that is igniting from the bottom of the heart, making people unable to help but get out of the way.

'Are you really late? Even the Demon Emperor didn't get a seat. How late am I?'

Yang Lin took a glance and found that there were probably nearly two thousand monks in this hall, all of them with powerful auras.

If it were placed outside, even if there was no fight, this powerful pressure would probably collapse the sky.

However, in the Zixiao Palace, they are just like mortals. They cannot even damage the ordinary square bricks on the ground or the grass growing in the cracks of the bricks.

As expected, it is indeed the residence of Taoist ancestors.

Although he didn't grab a seat, Yang Lin didn't accept his fate. Instead, he quietly squeezed forward regardless of other people's eyes.

He even squeezed away Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi and got closer to the six-person futon, not caring about Kunpeng's increasingly fierce gaze.

In fact, he was not the only one pushing forward like this.

There are two more.

The cultivators were quietly waiting for Daozu to appear, when suddenly a loud cry was heard from the crowd.

Everyone was surprised and looked around quickly.

I saw two Taoists who had just come in. One was skinny, with a bitter look on his face, and was dressed in shabby clothes. The other had a delicate face, narrow eyebrows, slightly thin lips, the same simple clothes, and a sad look.

The two people squeezed forward and soon reached the edge of the futon. When they saw that it was full of people, they were immediately dumbfounded, and the delicate Taoist burst into tears.

"Senior brother, our spiritual veins in the west have been completely destroyed and it is barren and desolate. It is also the farthest away from Zixiao Palace. It is really too remote. I came a little late this time, but I can't even sit on a seat. It's really miserable.

What’s the point of our lives? It’s better to crash to death.”

This Taoist would open his mouth and cry at the slightest trivial matter, but his cultivation was extremely powerful, and his words shook everyone's souls. It made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Some of the weaker-minded people also shed tears.

It was as if I had seen the Western world, a scene full of bones and barren of grass. I also saw the determination of the two Taoists to trek through hardships just to survive.

Everyone couldn't help but feel the same way. When they saw the young Taoist, he was about to hit the pillar. One person couldn't help shouting: "Wait a minute."

"Isn't it just a seat? I'm looking for life and death, so I'll just let you sit down."

But it was Hongyun who said this.

With these two Taoists with sad faces standing next to each other, he felt uncomfortable all over. For some reason, he felt compassion in his heart.

The good-guy nature comes into play.

"Kunpeng, these two Taoists are pitiful, let them sit down and forget it."

Kunpeng was furious in his heart, and just as he was about to scream, he accidentally glanced at the two Taoists behind him, and his heart trembled.

He found that the two people on the other side were so powerful that they were far superior to him. For a moment, they didn't even dare to make a mistake. They just kept silent and sat on the futon without moving.
To be continued...