The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 788 Hongjun's sanctification, chance

The catastrophe of the Dragon and Han Dynasty came to an end, and the resentment that filled the world dissipated due to the fall of the three clans, and most of the ghosts returned to the underworld.

The quasi-holy ghosts who did not return to the underworld and left on the Great Desolate Continent were also dismissed by Lin Fan casually.

The avenue of heaven and earth has changed, and the strength of most strong people has become weaker, but Lin Fan's strength has not changed.

What Lin Fan followed was not the path of a saint entrusting the way of heaven.

His strength cannot be shaken by changes in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The world shook, but Lin Fan didn't move.

The Heavenly Court was established, and the various ethnic groups were still in turmoil. Emperor Jun sent people to invite Lin Fan to come out of the mountain many times on the grounds of quelling the turmoil, but Lin Fan refused.

As dusk approached, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Tianjian Peak, reflecting the silhouettes of Lin Fan and the Empress.

The Empress stood behind Lin Fan like a maid.

Under the afterglow, another wave of heavenly messengers left Buzhou Mountain.

"Master Di, if you refuse Di Jun's invitation again and again, you don't have to worry about Di Jun's dissatisfaction."

"Dissatisfied? Go out to assist Dijun? Just kidding, does he have the qualifications?"

What Lin Fan said was the truth, but it sounded a bit arrogant to the empress, and at the same time, the empress was secretly delighted, would he only come out to help me when I was the emperor?

If Lin Fan knew what the empress was thinking, he would definitely say that you think too much.

"How are your people doing now?" Lin Fan asked the empress.

The destruction of the three clans does not mean that all the members of the three clans have fallen and disappeared completely.

Both the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan have people who submit to the Heavenly Court and become part of the Heavenly Court.

"It's not bad, they have adapted to the harsh living environment of the devil world." The empress replied.

When the Dragon Han catastrophe broke out, Lin Fan sent all the Empress' subordinates to the Demon Realm to prevent them from being damaged in the Dragon Han battle.

"That's good. Nowadays, most quasi-sages are hidden from the world, and they should come out. You can't keep them in absolute safety for a lifetime. You are their emperor, not their nanny."

"I see"

Suddenly, the empress looked up at the sky.

I saw that the sky dyed red by the afterglow of the setting sun was full of holy light, and the holy flower was dazzling.

The avenue of heaven and earth resonates, and the lotus blossoms descend from the sky.

"What's the situation?" The empress didn't know why.

"Taoist Hongjun has been sanctified." Lin Fan replied.

"The saint fits the Tao with his body, the heaven and the earth resonate, and the vision of sanctification."

"The vision is too big."

"It's not big, but the entire Great Desolation is shrouded in visions."

In the Heavenly Court of the Monster Race, Di Jun felt something and looked towards nothingness.

The avenue of heaven and earth resonates, and the fallen golden lotus also falls in the heaven.

Di Jun took a lotus flower with his hand, and the lotus flower was shattering and turning into light rain.

"Taoist Hongjun, let you take that step first."

Di Jun looked at Di Zuo.

"I regret why I didn't kill you earlier and take away your chance. Since I killed the ancestors of the three clans, the world has changed, and I am farther and farther away from the realm of saints. How can I become a saint?"

Before the avenue of heaven and earth changed, Di Jun knew how to become a saint.

After the change of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, Di Jun couldn't see the way of a saint.

"How to be holy?" Jun asked himself, but couldn't find the answer.

"Perhaps, I can find a chance to ask Hongjun. But will Taoist Hongjun tell me without reservation?" Di Jun frowned.

The golden lotus descended from the sky, and the vision lasted for three days and three nights.

Three days later, the vision disappeared, the aura of heaven and earth gathered, and the purple aura spread across thousands of miles. The clear and bright poem was transmitted from the nine heavens, and spread to the ears of every prehistoric and spiritual being.

"Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is Daozhen, and the world is dark and yellow, I will be the head teacher."

"I am Hongjun, who proved the Dao Hunyuan and achieved the status of a saint. After a hundred years, I will teach the way of becoming a saint in the Zixiao Palace in Tianwaitian. Those who are destined can go to the Zixiao Palace to listen to the lecture."

When the words fell, the vision disappeared.

The agitation in the heart of the prehistoric strongman was hard to suppress.

A hundred years later, talk about the way to become a saint in Zixiao Palace?
"The way to become a saint? Is Taoist Hongjun sanctified?" A quasi-sage flew out from the place of retreat and flew to the outer sky.

A hundred years after the sermon, he was unwilling to wait for a moment.

The avenue of heaven and earth has changed, and he has been stuck in the current state for too long.

"The Way to Sanctification!"

The big Luo Jinxian who heard the words also flew to the Zixiao Palace in the outer sky.

In the prehistoric world, all the strong who can fly fly to the Zixiao Palace in the outer sky, and no one is willing to wait for hundreds of years.

The journey to Zixiao Palace is long, and the flight also takes time.

If you really wait a hundred years before going there, you will have to fly for more than ten years. After you arrive, the preaching may be over.

Those who are destined can go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

Taoist Hongjun said that every sentient being can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to lectures, however, not everyone can reach Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace is in the sky outside the sky.

Thinking of Zixiao Palace, one must fly across the starry sky and pass through the turbulent flow of space.

Below the fairy level, they can't even fly out of their respective planets, so let's not talk about the Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

Above the fairy level, not every strong person can fly across the starry sky and reach the other shore.

For some people, the road to Zixiao Palace is far away.

Even if he has the strength to fly to Zixiao Palace, there is a possibility of falling in the middle of the journey.

With so many strong men going to Zixiao Palace, wolves and sheep go the same way and tigers go the same way, how can they live in peace all the way.

"Taoist Hongjun is sanctified, and he still teaches the way of sanctification for free, good man!" Zhunti sat under the bodhi tree with tears in his eyes.

"Brother, let's go. I have a hunch that we will be sanctified."

"Just blow it." A white cloud floated in the sky, and a voice came from the white cloud.

A quasi-sage stood on the cloud, with a ferocious face: "So many powerful people have come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, why do you say that you can become a saint, not others?"

"Confidence!" Zhunti replied without hesitation: "My dear friend, who are you?"

"Patriarch Baiyun."

"So it's fellow Taoist Baiyun. You're polite, I'm going to mention it. This is my senior brother's guide, let's go first." The Taoist Zhunti said, urging the immortal essence, and the Taoist guide left Baiyun Patriarch far behind .

"Fellow Daoist Baiyun, do you now know why I said we can become saints? Haha, we are ahead of you, leaving you far behind, and we are the first to reach Zixiao Palace. Practice is about step by step, step by step. First. If we are not sanctified, who can be sanctified?"

Patriarch Baiyun chased after him with all his strength, but he couldn't catch up for a long time. He almost exploded in anger: "Bastard, there are such shameless people in the wild! If such a guy can become a saint, it's a joke!"

Flying all the way, Zhunti and the Taoist guide meet Sanqing who is on his way.

"Hey, isn't this fellow Daoist Yuanshi, fellow Taishang, fellow Daoist Tongtian? What a coincidence! Haha, you guys are so slow!"

"It's not that we are slow, it's that you are fast." Taishang showed an inaction attitude.

Taoist Zhunti just felt so bored: "That is, we will be the first batch to arrive at Zixiao Palace. By the way, tell me, will Senior Lin Fan come to preach this time?"

Everyone was silent and silent at the same time.

They all thought that if Lin Fan appeared in Zixiao Palace, should Saint Hongjun be called Senior Lin Fan?

Time goes by, the vicissitudes of life, and a hundred years will soon pass.

For a hundred years, Emperor Jun's rule over Honghuang became more and more profound, and the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven pervaded the Three Realms, shining on the heavens.

However, there is always darkness that light cannot penetrate.

Although Di Jun is the emperor of heaven, there are many strong people who refuse to accept his rule in the prehistoric world.

In a hundred years, there were more than a dozen waves of strong men who disobeyed the rule of the heavens and caused turmoil.

On this day, the sky is auspicious, and countless masters gather outside Zixiao Palace, waiting for the palace gate to open.

The road to Zixiao Palace is more or less paved with corpses.

"Look, the door is open!"

"Go in, I want to be the first in."

In the prehistoric world, no one is a fool.

Those who can survive are the best of the best.

The opportunity for sanctification lies ahead, and no one wants to fall behind.

(End of this chapter)