The blood of the heavens

When entering the Zixiao Palace for the first time, Zhang Yuzhu felt that something was wrong, but he didn't care about it at the beginning.

After Hongjun became a saint, Styx came to Zixiao Palace here, and finally saw some ways.

He really didn't expect that the Zixiao Palace in front of him turned out to be a growing innate spiritual treasure.

The growth of Zixiao Palace is not energy such as aura and evil spirit, but the understanding of the law and the way.

Every discussion in Zixiao Palace is an excellent growth opportunity for Zixiao Palace.

Think about how many great supernatural beings there are, and those who enter the Tao discuss the Tao in the Zixiao Palace.

No wonder Hongjun became a saint so soon after he got the fortune jade plate.

With the help of Zixiao Palace, who can improve his strength faster?
Thinking of this, Ming He secretly sighed: Fortunately, he has a mind, even when discussing the Dao, he did not show all the Dao that he has comprehended, that is, using the Dao of Slaughter to discuss the Dao with those great supernatural beings.

Otherwise, Hongjun would have figured out his details long ago.

"I just don't know if I raise my eyebrows to know about it!"

Styx, who was sitting on the futon, thought secretly.

Maybe know, maybe not!

However, whether he knew it or not, it was already too late, Hongjun was already the number one saint in the prehistoric, and his strength overwhelmed the entire prehistoric.

Even if he raised his eyebrows and found out, what could he do?
Could it be possible to come to Hongjun to settle accounts?
Styx sat on the futon and shook his head.

Then, he looked around and found that the [-] guests in Zixiao Palace had almost arrived, and there were only two seats left.

"Unexpectedly, the two of them are still late!"

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene, the corners of Styx's mouth turned up slightly.

At this moment, the two boys guarding the gate of Zixiao Palace were closing the gate of Zixiao Palace.

"Wait, wait!"

When the gate was about to close, two streaks of spiritual light came towards Zixiao Palace from the inner chaos.

This voice also caught the attention of the guests in Zixiao Palace, and they all looked behind.

These Zixiao Palace guests want to see who it is, and they can come late when listening to the sermon.

Two slightly embarrassed figures squeezed in from the gap in the gate, and Zixiao Palace was completely closed.

After the two figures entered it, they felt even more miserable when they saw the scene in front of them.

They really didn't come late on purpose, but encountered a chaotic storm in the inner chaos, and they didn't have any treasures to protect themselves, so they came late.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that when they arrived, there would be only the last seat left in Zixiao Palace.

The seats in front were already filled.

"Brother!"

At this moment, the figure whose sleeve was destroyed by the chaotic storm said, "Our west is already barren, and now we come here to listen to the sermon, and we are sitting at the end! Really."

"Ah~"

After the other figure heard it, it also sighed.

Following the voices of the two of them, there was a trace of sadness in Zixiao Palace.

Minghe glanced at the two in front of him with a little deep meaning: I really didn't expect that these two would have received some inheritance from the demon ancestor Luohu?
Regarding the inheritance of the magic way, apart from Hongjun, Styx is the most familiar with these great supernatural beings at the scene.

He had a lot of discussions with Luo Hu.

Feeling this sadness, Styx immediately felt the inheritance of the magic way!

such a pity!
What kind of creatures are there in Zixiao Palace?
Those are all existences with an extremely solid Dao heart, so how can such a trivial trick be able to shake them.

What's more, for these great supernatural beings present, what does the poverty of the West matter to them?Since you knew you came to listen to the sermon, why didn’t you come earlier?If you are late and sit in the back, who can you blame?
Seeing that none of the great supernatural beings present spoke words of comfort, the pain emanating from the two figures became even more intense.

This meaning of suffering is not some supernatural power, or a great way of understanding, but it comes from the depths of their hearts.

The meaning of suffering follows them.

And Hong Yun, who was sitting at the front, seemed to be moved by the pain, and he actually stood up.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you sit here with me?"

Hearing these words, the two suffering figures turned out to be a little unwilling to believe their ears, "Then I would like to thank fellow Daoist Zhunti!"

Then, Zhunti said to Jieyin,

"Brother, sit down first!"

Without being polite at all, Zhunti brought Jieyin to Hong Yun's side, and directly asked Jieyin to sit down.

"Thank you buddy!"

Jieyin looked at the red cloud beside him, and thanked again and again.

And Zhunti saw that his senior brother had already sat down to receive him, but turned his gaze to Kunpeng beside him.

"Fellow."

Zhunti said to Kunpeng, "Why don't you give way, I happen to be sitting with my brother!"

Kunpeng just gave Zhunti a cold look, but he didn't intend to answer at all.

Seeing this scene, a coldness flashed in Zhunti's eyes.

"Water-born eggs and the like, people with fur and horns,"

At this moment, a voice rang out, and Kunpeng who was sitting there was pushed out, "How can you sit in the same seat as me?"

Zhunti saw that Kunpeng had been pushed out, and sat on it directly.

"Yuqing,"

Dijun and Taiyi immediately stood up when they heard this, "Do you want to bully my demon clan?"

"A bully is a bully,"

Yuqing's face was full of indifference, he had long been unhappy with the Lich clan, "What are you waiting for?"

"you"

Di Jun was about to make a move, and Shangqing and Taiqing over there also opened their eyes.

Even though they didn't know why their brother helped Zhunti, their second brother (second brother) couldn't be bullied by the Yaozu!
"Big brother,"

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi pulled La Dijun, "This is Zixiao Palace!"

Thinking of the horror of the first saint in the wild, Di Jun sat down angrily.

And what about Kunpeng?Looking at Zhunti, and then at the reception of the same enemy, he still didn't say anything in the end.

He can't beat it!

You can't even beat the connection quotation, let alone Yuqing?
Yuqing is not alone, but he has an older brother, Taiqing, and his third younger brother, Shangqing!
Kunpeng could only look at them bitterly, and walked towards the back.

Sitting at the back, looking at the red cloud beside him, a killing intent flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

If it wasn't for Hong Yun's meddling, he would still be sitting in front now!
Just when he was about to speak, a figure quietly appeared on the high platform.

It was Hongjun.

Beside the high platform stood two boys, they were the two who were greeted at the door just now.

Kunpeng could only sit down. As for this matter, we will talk about it later!

Sitting on the high platform, Hongjun looked at the three thousand people with great supernatural powers below, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

This is especially true when you see Styx sitting below.

He is a fellow Taoist who sits and talks about Taoism. Now he is sitting on a high platform, but what about Styx?

It can only be heard!

Looking at Styx, a trace of doubt flashed in Hongjun's eyes: The strength of Styx seems to be much weaker!

And what about Styx?

He sat there peacefully, not afraid of Hongjun's observation at all.

The origin of Styx and Zhang Yuzhu is the same, but it is divided into two parts, one part is for Zhang Yuzhu; the other part is fused with the sea of ​​blood and is for Styx.

The origin is the same, even if there is a difference in strength, it is not that big.

No matter who looks at it, what is in front of you is Styx!

"This seat is Hongjun!"

At this time, Hongjun, who was sitting on the high platform, had already adjusted his mentality, "He has been sanctified!"

"Preach on behalf of the heavens today!"

After all, without waiting for the great supernatural being below to make any preparations, he directly started talking about the Dao.

Hongjun directly began to narrate the Three Thousand Ways recorded in the good fortune jade plate, basically following the scriptures, without any detailed description at all.

Preaching is not what Hongjun wants to say. This is his duty as the number one saint in the wild, and it is also his philosophy.

What he was fighting with Luo Hu was an idea. Now that Luo Hu has been suppressed by him, he has become a saint again. Of course, he wants to turn the whole prehistoric world into a place where his ideas are followed.

Countless words of great wisdom spit out from Hongjun's mouth.

Along with the sermon, many visions appeared in the hall.

What kind of golden lotus springs from the ground, celestial maidens scatter flowers, etc., what kind of grand vision emerges, what kind of vision emerges.

Those who listen to the sermon below are all the top great supernatural beings in the prehistoric world at this time.

From the beginning of their preaching, they immediately fell into the sound of the Great Dao, and they were completely immersed in it.

The foundation of these great supernatural beings is good, and there is no need to talk about any basic things at all. What they lack is the avenue and direction.

This is what Hongjun is talking about right now, how could they not be immersed in it?

There are very few such opportunities.

The faces of many great supernatural beings sitting on the futons were all beaming. They all felt that it would be of great benefit to them when they heard the Dao.

As the avenue explained by Hongjun becomes more and more profound, there are fewer and fewer great supernatural powers that can be continuously received.

Only those who sat in the front row could understand.

And Styx sat there with an expressionless face the whole time.

He was also listening intently.

This is the Three Thousand Dao, and it has a great effect on Zhang Yuzhu.

Especially when he talked about something related to the Dao of Styx's cultivation, Zhang Yuzhu's heart became even more joyful.

He is like a piece of sea surface, constantly absorbing the Dao that Hongjun talked about.

Even those avenues that he has not dabbled in, he has memorized them. It is useless now, but it does not mean that it will be useless in the future.

What's more, Zhang Yuzhu's goal is so ambitious, it is detachment, not sanctification!
The more avenues Styx recorded, the more useful it would be for Zhang Yuzhu.

However, as Hongjun's explanation became more and more in-depth, those great supernatural beings present also frowned tightly.

They found that they could no longer understand.

Now, apart from Styx, only the six sitting in the first row can understand.

Gradually, Jieyin Zhunti also frowned, as if they couldn't understand.

As Jieyin Zhunti frowned, so did Nuwa.

Just from this point of view, one can see how deeply the great supernatural beings present have a deep understanding of the Dao.

This can also know who is stronger.

The deeper the understanding of Dao, the stronger the strength must be.

At this moment, only Styx and Taiqing remained expressionless in the entire hall.

It seems that both of Hongjun's great principles can understand the same.

As for the other great supernatural powers, when listening to the sermon, even if they didn't understand it, they all memorized it.

Even if you don't understand it now, it doesn't mean you won't understand it later!
Time kept passing while Hongjun was preaching, but the many great supernatural beings present seemed to have never felt the passage of time at all.

At some point, Hongjun stopped.

The first sermon is over.

As Hongjun stopped, many great supernatural beings present also woke up.

If you do the math, 1000 years have passed.

"The first sermon is over!"

Hongjun looked at the great supernatural beings present with a blank expression, "The second sermon will be after a thousand years!"

Then he looked at the great supernatural being sitting on the futon, Hongjun said coldly, "Next time you preach, just sit like this!"

"Don't make any changes!"

"is teacher!"

Many great supernatural beings stood up and said respectfully to Hongjun.

At this moment, the three thousand great supernatural beings in Zixiao Palace, whether they like it or not, are all Hongjun's registered disciples.

They have already become a group—the guest of Zixiao Palace!

After saying this, Hong Jun's figure disappeared on the high platform before the great supernatural beings below could ask questions.

And the two boys on the high platform also walked to the gate, and opened the gate directly.

Seeing this scene, there was already a flash of a person with great supernatural powers, and he had already left Zixiao Palace and returned to his dojo.

They want to realize the Dao taught by Hongjun as soon as possible, and after 1000 years, they will start preaching again.

If you don't figure it out quickly, won't they understand it even more when they come next time?

Countless great supernatural powers left here immediately, and Zhang Yuzhu did the same.

Hong Yun walked with Zhen Yuanzi and left Zixiao Palace.

However, what Hong Yun didn't see was that behind him, a gaze full of killing intent was staring at him.

The owner of that gaze was Kunpeng!

Originally, giving up a seat would not make Kunpeng so jealous, but Hongjun's last slightly meaningful words made the scheming Kunpeng perceive a different meaning.

At this moment, how could he not hate Hongyun for having Yingyin, Zhunti, and Yuqing who pushed him out?
Unfortunately, it is too late now.