The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 282 Want to be in harmony with the way of heaven, the majestic purple energy

Hongjun preached, every word is pearls, and every sentence is very reasonable.

Mingyu listened to the words of her ancestors quietly, only to feel the clearness of the Lingtai and the trembling of the soul; the five qi in the chest are always there, and the three flowers on the top are gorgeous;

All the enlightenment in the Kunlun mirror and under the flat peach tree has gradually been consolidated as the Taoist ancestor preached. The clouds above his head are boundless and endless, the light of life shines thousands of times, and the wheel of the avenue is prominent in all directions.

However, when you climb to the extreme, you will know that the world is endless and chaos is boundless.

Mingyu initially entered the Taoist realm consciously and easily, but the further she went, the more difficult it became.

The avenue is endless, and the chaos is infinite.

Mingyu can correct the avenue of life and anchor the right path in the future, but it is hard to know if you don't walk this path.

If you can't know, how can you practice the way?
"I have no choice but to write it down first!" Mingyu gritted her teeth fiercely.

Take out the Yin-Yang sword and engrave the Taoist words.

Where is it inscribed?Lingtai Tree of Life and Death!
In the world of Lingtai, the tree of life is full of branches and leaves, the crown of the tree is overlapping, and the whole body is filled with spiritual energy.

One leaf is one world, one leaf is one floating life.

The primordial spirit in white clothes stands with a sword in hand, uses yin and yang to describe life and death, uses life and death to act out the avenue, and uses the avenue to lead to the infinite. Between silver hooks and iron paintings, what falls is the boundless Tao.

Lao Tzu, who was in the first row, closed his eyes lightly, his face was as calm as water, and no one knew how much he felt in his heart;
At the beginning, Yuan Shi was sitting steadily, and he didn't see any movement, but as the sermon deepened, a cloud of Qingyun appeared above his head, and there was a blurry figure between the Qingyun. Knowing its height and insignificance.

Daoist Tongtian's starry eyes are bright, sometimes his brows are slightly furrowed, and sometimes they are relaxed.

From the beginning to the end, Nüwa has a calm look. The clouds above her head are not visible, and the three flowers are not in bloom. Only one world is evolving.

Mountains, rivers, mountains, sun, moon, stars, flowers, plants, trees, birds and beasts, grotesques... everything, boundless spiritual energy breeds billions of lives, but billions of lives seem to be in the midst of birth and death.

There was no pain on Jieyin's face, looking closely, it turned out that he did not know when he had fallen into a dream leisurely, the Taoist ancestor preached three thousand times, and the great dream of Jieyin three thousand times, it is a supreme magic method.

Zhunti Taoist holds flowers and smiles, the enlightenment of the Dao lies in thousands of bodhi leaves, and the truth of heaven and earth lies in the bodhi mind!

Fuxi built a world of rhythm for himself, between the five-color strings, there are the admonitions of the great way; Zhenyuanzi nods and shakes his head from time to time, and writes down with the ground when he encounters any doubts, he is always so down-to-earth;
Hong Yun's intention is to be free, so his way is out of the cage and eclectic; Emperor Jun is too brilliant, Hetu Luoshu interprets thousands of interpretations, and the chaotic bell engraves ten thousand dharmas.

As for the back soil...

She said: "I'm dying of laughter, I have been to Zixiao Palace three times, and I have never understood it."

She has no soul, and it is very hard for her to listen to the sermons.

Regarding this, the Houtu Ancestral Witch did not panic at all.

Still the same sentence, as long as the heart is not dead, what can't be done?
Congenital deficiencies, the day after tomorrow make up for it.

If you can't comprehend it now, can't you understand it in the future?
Isn't it just that there is no primordial spirit? Houtu Zuwu said that the future will be endless for thousands of years, and I am on the road with this.

Roll you guys to death!

In the Zixiao Palace, all the saints try their best to understand the Tao, and how much they can gain depends on their own abilities.

Unknowingly, nine thousand years passed, the sound of Dao stopped, most of the Taoists woke up from the profound realm, and most of them looked at Dao Ancestor with longing eyes.

There is no way, the Dao this time is too lofty and incomprehensible!
Houtu looked around and saw that most of the people in Zixiao Palace looked confused, he was immediately happy, and a smile appeared on his beautiful face.

For some reason, she suddenly felt better.

Next, there is the questioning part.

Three thousand Taoists asked questions, and one Taoist ancestor answered.

Hongjun is definitely a good teacher. The Taoists asked a lot, and he answered them very patiently. Every word can be thought-provoking and enlightening. The doubts of the Taoists were solved one by one. The perception of Tao is getting deeper and deeper.

However, the avenue is endless and time is limited.

When the Taoist ancestor sat firmly on the high platform and stopped answering questions, the Taoists realized that the sermon was coming to an end.

I only heard the Taoist ancestor say: "I am in charge of teaching and transforming the holy weapon, and I gave three lectures in Zixiao Palace, about the three thousand ways, and now it can be said to be complete.

However, the way of heaven is not complete, only my way is lacking. Now I want to join the way with my body. From then on, Hongjun will return to the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is not Hongjun, it is not the catastrophe of heaven and earth, Zixiao will not open, Hongjun will not come out, etc. Do it yourself. "

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

They were about to say something when Hongjun said again: "After my body conforms to the way of heaven, a saint will be born in Honghuang. Nine is the extreme number, so there are nine holy places in Honghuang, and there are seven holy places under the way of heaven. I understood in the early years The opportunity of the Great Dao, get the seven primordial purple energy, give it today!"

After finishing speaking, Hongjun waved his sleeves, and six streams of purple energy fell in front of the six Taoists in the first row.

The six major disciples bowed down and said: "I thank the teacher, my disciples!"

The rest of the Taoists once again looked at the Taoist ancestor eagerly.

There is nothing wrong with dividing the seven primordial purple qi into six for the precious apprentices, and they had already expected it.

But what about another one?

Take it out quickly!

At this moment, even the ancestors sitting in the last row were a little uneasy.

The Dao is in front, and the sage of heaven is also a sage!

Hongjun was not in a hurry, and said: "The rest of this one depends on your fate."

With a flick of his sleeves, the last streak of primordial purple air swirled around in Zixiao Palace.

During this period, the Taoists tried their best to pull it. If the Taoist ancestor was not present, they would have to fight.

The Primordial Purple Qi went round and round, walking forward from the back, skipping the Taoist Xiaoyao, skipping the Four Extremes Sacred Beast, skipping the Daoist Taihua...

It skipped over the heads of the saints, and finally landed on Zhen Yuanzi in the second row...Hong Yun beside him.

The sky was overjoyed, Hong Yun was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to the Taoist ancestor, "Thank you, teacher!"

Hongjun nodded slightly.

All Taoists are jealous.

"This red cloud is really lucky." An ancestor said sourly.

(End of this chapter)