Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

The door of the Palace of Purple Firmament slowly opened.

In the square, everyone heard Dao Ancestor Hongjun's words and all reacted.

Knowing that the lecture was about to begin, they did not dare to waste time. They filed into the hall one after another, found their own seats and sat down.

“The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage and make up for the deficiency.

The way of the Saint......"

When the time came, all the immortals took their seats, and Hongjun on the high platform also slowly spoke.

Suddenly, visions appeared.

The rays are shining brightly, and the ground is filled with golden lotuses.

The sound of the Tao resounded in the void.

Heavenly Dao felt it and sent down the magic.

It seems that there is a sage holding a scroll in his hand, a long book that lasts forever, and the three thousand laws are all contained in it.

There is also a fairy carrying a basket, scattering flower petals, and the fragrance is fragrant.

In the main hall, the sound of Taoism sounded, and all the immortals fell into a mysterious and mysterious realm for an instant.

I am intoxicated and unable to extricate myself.

The sound of Dao is constantly floating in the hall.

But while all the fairies in the hall were listening intoxicated, Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms was staring at him.

Depression was written all over his chubby face.

"This is a scam!"

Listening to the Taoist sounds in his ears, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

What makes Zhou Yuan so depressed is nothing else.

I originally thought that when I came to the Palace of Purple Firmament, I could listen to Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s sermon, and then after the sermon was over, I would be able to fish in troubled waters by dividing the treasure.

But after actually listening to the sermon started.

Zhou Yuan found that his idea was wrong, and he was very wrong.

The other powerful people were fascinated by the mysterious sutras coming out of Hongjun's mouth.

But when Zhou Yuan heard it, he felt it was obscure and could not understand a single word.

Squeaky squeaky~!

Are you really listening to Book of Heaven?

Lying in Houtu's arms, Zhou Yuan held his little face.

"I wouldn't have come here if I had known this. In the tribe, Di Jiang and the others can prepare spiritual fruits for me. I don't have anything to eat here. It's a waste of time."

Zhou Yuan felt depressed and couldn't help but complain a few more words.

I couldn't understand what I heard.

The time of preaching is very long, a full 30,000 years.

Zhou Yuan, who was bored, could only choose to sleep.

Fortunately, although Hongjun's voice is clear, it doesn't make people feel noisy.

It doesn't affect Zhou Yuan's sleep, but it actually helps him sleep.

Time passed little by little.

Although he has been preaching for 30,000 years, he has not stopped for a moment.

From time to time, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would pause for a while to let the fairies in the hall digest what he said.

During this time, the powerful ones in the hall will wake up.

There were many sharp-eyed among them, and they happened to see Zhou Yuan sleeping soundly in Houtu's arms.

All the powerful people who saw this scene shook their heads.

"After all, you are a lowly person who has no luck. Dao Ancestor preached that such a great opportunity can actually fall asleep."

"I was born to be an ant. Even with the blessing of the Houtu Ancestral Witch, I still find it difficult to become a noble person."

"It's a pity. Although the appearance is cute, it is just like that. A child cannot be taught."

When the powerful men in the palace saw Zhou Yuan in Dameng Chunqiu, they all looked at him with contempt, then turned away and stopped looking.

Houtu looked at the sleeping Zhou Yuan in his arms, but could only smile bitterly.

"You little guy, you are too sleepy."

Compared to others, Houtu does not feel that Zhou Yuan missed the opportunity.

After all, Zhou Yuan himself is extremely talented.

In this hall, there is really no one who can compare with Zhou Yuan in terms of cultivation speed.

Since Zhou Yuan couldn't listen to Dao Ancestor's sermon, he naturally had his own reasons.

Besides, this little guy is only in the Golden Immortal of Supreme Unity realm, and this time Dao Ancestor’s sermon seemed a bit obscure even to himself.

Isn't it normal to not understand?

Houtu did not disturb Zhou Yuan, but let Zhou Yuan sleep soundly in his arms.

Seeing Houtu's appearance, all the powerful officials in the hall were astonished and stopped thinking about it.

The owner doesn't care, so why should I, an outsider, worry about it?

Maybe I changed Houtu just because I wanted a cute pet that looks well-behaved.

If that's the case, it doesn't matter whether you listen to the sermon or not.

Soon, Dao Ancestor's voice sounded again in the hall.

The great masters had no time to think about Zhou Yuan, so they hurriedly entered meditation again and listened carefully to Hongjun's Sermon in order to improve their realm.

But every time Hongjun stopped preaching and started preaching again, the content would be a little more profound.

As time went by, the expressions on the faces of the powerful men who were sitting in the hall and listening intoxicatedly were no longer as relaxed as before.

Instead, it began to gradually become painful.

Some even had red skin and green smoke coming out of their heads, as if they were about to burn.

But even so, these powerful people are still unwilling to quit listening to the sermon, and are still holding on with gritted teeth.

I was afraid that I would miss any word in it.

On both sides of the Taoist platform, Hao Tian and Yaochi, as the servants of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, were naturally listening to the sermon.

On the right side, Yaochi, who was as cute as a porcelain doll, slowly opened her big, smart eyes.

There was a trace of annoyance in his eyes.

As a boy of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Yao Chi's realm is similar to that of Hao Tian, ​​but it is not particularly high, and it is incomparable to the three thousand powerful beings present.

After this break, Dao Ancestor Hongjun has begun to explain the way of Saint.

The way of Saint is obscure and difficult to understand. Although Yaochi wanted to hear it, he couldn't understand it.

Compared to Hao Tian's insistence, Yaochi just gave it a try and then gave up.

Saint, that is not a position that I can covet.

Master Hongjun once taught that you can’t force anything, otherwise going too far is not enough.

Yaochi actually took these words to heart.

Hao Tian obviously failed to do this.

Most of the fairies present were still holding on, wanting to record this so-called Saint's way.

On the Taoist platform, Yaochi looked at the monks below in boredom.

It was still early, and I couldn't leave, so I could only pass the time.

"Huh?"

Suddenly Yaochi seemed to see something interesting, and his big watery eyes showed curiosity.

At this time, Yaochi's eyes happened to be looking at Zhou Yuan in Houtu's arms.

"This little guy is so cute!

Mr. Dao Ancestor said that the little thing dared to sleep, and he was very courageous. "

Looking at the cute sleeping Zhou Yuan, Yaochi couldn't help but smile.

There was also a hint of interest in Zhou Yuan's eyes.

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