Great Antiquity: Complementing the Fifty Avenues

It was the first time that these Golden Immortals had seen the power of a saint with their own eyes.

They all felt extremely unfathomable, and they were all energized and ready to listen to Daozu's sermon.

Before Hongjun opened his mouth, he had already sent out bursts of visions.

A blossoming green lotus appeared out of thin air.

From budding, to blooming, to dying.

"This green lotus... contains such a powerful spiritual energy..."

"I can't even see how it appeared!"

"Is this the power of a saint?"

"Experience carefully, flowers bloom and fall with their own avenues!"

Just the scene of Qinglian blooming and demise, many Daluo Jinxian have realized, and the realm has improved a lot.

Hongjun began to preach, and just as he spoke, the three thousand Zixiao guests entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, as if they did not know where they were.

Then a stream of obscure Dao rhyme poured into everyone's mind.

Everyone was shocked, knowing that this was a rare opportunity to realize the Tao of Heaven.

Everyone let go of their minds and realized it carefully.

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When Hongjun began to preach, Zhou Xuan was pleasantly surprised to find that the way of heaven had changed.

In the eyes of Zhou Xuan at this moment, the three thousand Luo Jinxian in the Zixiao Palace formed a collective, and suddenly burst into the sky with an aura.

This momentum directly rushed out of the thirty-three days and blended with the heaven.

Tiandao got this momentum, just like a baby got enough nutrients and grew up quickly.

Zhou Xuan estimated that at this speed, after Hongjun preached three times, he would be able to transform himself.

Hongjun's sermon lasted for a thousand years.

For Daluo Jinxian, a thousand years is usually the time to be in seclusion.

"This is the end of the sermon, you understand it with your heart, and don't disappoint the great virtue of heaven!"

After Hongjun said this, it represented the end of the sermon.

Three thousand Zixiao guests all expressed their thanks to Hongjun.

"Thank you for the grace of Daozu's preaching!"

Everyone is sincere, nothing is false.

Their harvest is really great.

If you only rely on your own enlightenment, it might take millions or even tens of millions of years.

"We deeply appreciate the great virtue of Daozu, and want to serve Daozu in Zixiao Palace and listen to Daozu's teachings!"

Suddenly a voice came out.

After everyone realized Dao, they all planned to leave Zixiao Palace.Hearing this, he stopped immediately.

"Yes! It would be great if I could stay in Zixiao Palace and listen to Daozu's sermons every day!"

"Who said this just now? So clever?"

"Can Daozu agree?"

Each of the three thousand Zi Xiaoke looked at Hongjun eagerly, hoping that he would agree.

Even if you can't keep all of them, then Daozu can you choose a few?

Maybe I will be selected?

Hongjun has preached for a thousand years, and everyone has gained a lot.

But they still have another feeling, that is, the gap between Da Luo Jinxian and the saint is really too big!

Every Daluo Jinxian is eager to prove the Tao and become sanctified.

And there is such a living saint in front of you, of course you have to hug your thighs!

Everyone held their breaths and waited for Hongjun to reply.

Hongjun spoke slowly.

"A thousand years from now, I will preach again."

After speaking, Hongjun kept his mouth shut, and his figure gradually faded away, until finally he completely disappeared!

Everyone was disappointed at first, and then extremely ecstatic.

There is actually a second sermon!

Now everyone was satisfied, and they all said goodbye and left, and quickly found a place to understand it carefully.

The content of Hongjun's preaching, the "Tao" contained in it is too profound and too obscure!

And there are many truths, even as a saint, it is impossible to understand.

You can only experience it yourself.

The whole flood returned to peace.

A thousand years later, the sage Hongjun opened the Zixiao Palace again and began to preach for the second time.

This time, there were only about [-] people in Daluo Jinxian.

As for those who didn't come, some are still in retreat, still comprehending the content of Hongjun's last sermon, and have simply forgotten the time.

There are also some people who have been wiped out in the past thousand years because of lack of comprehension and opportunity.

The first sermon, preached for a thousand years.

The second sermon, but it continued to preach for three thousand years before it ended.

And by the third sermon, it lasted a full [-] years.

In these ten thousand years, Zhou Xuan has been waiting for the successful transformation in chaos.

The prehistoric times have also grown from nothing at the very beginning to a hundred flowers blooming.

Among them, also experienced various calamities.

From the original Dragon and Han Dynasty robbery, to the Lich War.

Then go to Nuwa to create people.

Zhou Xuan watched silently.

Happy for the birth of the human race.

I also feel heartache for the damage to the flood caused by the calamity.

However, he was powerless to stop it.

The only time Zhou Xuan took the initiative to influence Honghuang was when he raised Hongjun and issued a decree.

This is because he used the power of gathering an unknown amount of Yuan to exchange for this shot.

And he also delayed a lot of transformation time.

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Zixiao Palace.

The end of Hongjun's third sermon.

The original three thousand Zixiao guests are now less than one thousand.

But these thousand people, almost every cultivation base has reached the realm of Da Luojin fairyland or even quasi-sage.

However, Hongjun's eyes were mainly focused on the six quasi-sages.

Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jie Yin, Zhun Ti.

Hongjun believes that the six of them are most likely to have the opportunity to become saints.

No matter who it is, as long as the opportunity comes, it can be sanctified at any time!

Just now.

A vision suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Hong Jun felt something in his heart and sighed: The opportunity has come!

Auspiciousness was born everywhere in the wild land.

Auspicious clouds fluttered in the sky.

Purple air rose on the ground.

Thirty-three days later, a huge and unparalleled Hongmeng Purple Qi descended on Zixiao Palace.

Then, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was divided into six paths.

Drop onto the people sitting on the front six futons.

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Chapter 4. 004. Chaos transformed into Hongjun to accept disciples (seeking flowers for collection)

In Zixiao Palace.

Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti.

Everyone got a piece of Hongmeng Purple Qi.