Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

When Ming He saw it, he was immediately furious: "Zhunti, what's the matter with you? Most of these people are Jinxian cultivation, not even Taiyi Jinxian.

Zhunti's face turned red, and he defended: "Maybe it's because of his willpower, or because he is outstanding in other aspects, so he passed the test?"

"How is that possible? Don't try to tease me, or else my senior brother will teach you to be a human being today." Ming He shouted meticulously.

Zhunti opened his mouth, but he could only lead the people down in grievance and let these people officially climb the mountain once. This time, only five people were able to come up.

Afterwards, the receptionist also came. With Zhunti's lessons learned, the receptionist cleverly let people rush into the array, and did not continue to go through the back door.

In the end, there was only one more person than Zhun mentioned.

Seeing that the time was almost up, and everyone came up, Wang Shuo said, "Go down and let everyone enter the hall, and the sermon will begin."

"Yes!"

A group of people rushed out and shouted: "Today, Master is preaching on Taishan, Qinglian Road. Anyone who has reached the top of the mountain can enter the main hall to listen to the lecture."

Afterwards, they returned to the temple and took their seats.

The other people who came in looked at the seats in front of them and saw that they had already been assigned, so they could only sit happily in the second and third rows.

If you come in late, you can only do four rows, five rows, or even six rows...

There were more than [-] people in total, and those who didn't have a jade group found a place to sit in the corner of the main hall.

Just when everyone was getting ready, an untimely voice resounded in the hall.

"What the hell is this? Preaching and preaching, there is not even a place to preach, what kind of sermons are you talking about?" It was the man with the tendon and flesh again, snorted coldly, and stood up.

It turned out that these people came in late, and the jade group was gone, so they could only find an open space next to them and sit down and listen to the lecture.

But the open space is the farthest from the Taoist platform, and everyone knows that the farther away, the less benefits you get.

Who knows that after the first two sermons of Saint Hongjun, the six people in the first few jade groups made rapid progress and directly entered the ranks of beheading corpses?

In addition, he himself is here to make trouble, how can he miss this opportunity?

He hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoists who came in behind, what does this kind of talk mean? It is said that this Taoist Qinglian, but the cultivation level of the quasi-sage peak, is not even a corpse, and the Hongjun sage sits down. Several of his disciples have stepped into the point of beheading three corpses, only one and a half points away, they can prove the Tao and become holy, this Qinglian Taoist, even a disciple of others, is still preaching?"

"Not bad! Looking at the outside world, there are not a few quasi-sage masters, a group of quasi-sages, come to listen to a quasi-sage of the same level, don't you think it's funny?"

The shouting became louder and louder. Many people pondered subconsciously when they heard this, and looked at Wang Shuo on the Taoist platform.

This breath is indeed only a quasi-sacred peak.

As for the people present, many of them were about to be beheaded, but they listened to someone who was weaker than themselves preaching.

Even if this is the first person in the flood...

Chapter 241 I don't want to listen to you preach (two more)

The first person in Honghuang.

What a supreme glory?

Once this name, resounded throughout the prehistoric land.

Daoist Qinglian, who does not know, who does not know?

But now?People Hongjun preached sanctification, sat down, Sanqing, Nuwa, Yinyang, Qiankun and these people have all stepped into the beheading of three corpses.

Above the three thousand jade groups, there are countless quasi-sages, and there are many people all over the place, look here again...

The master of preaching is only a quasi-sacred peak.

"Who else thinks like this?" Wang Shuo's eyes swept over and fell on the faces of many monks present.

These people had different expressions, and there were many quasi-sage peaks, and even a few corpses, all stood up and stepped aside.

One of the blue-robed, mustachioed old men said, "Taoist Qinglian, I have already cultivated to kill two corpses. Listening to your preaching, it seems a bit inappropriate."

He and Qinglian Daoist were both figures from the same period. Back then, when this man who swept across the world, swept all races, and even evaded the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect with one punch, he was present. The former Qinglian Daoist, who had infinite beauty and was incomparably domineering, was present. What admiration?

This time it was the same person, so he couldn't wait to come to hear the sermon, but now, after the blood in his mind passed, thinking about it carefully, it seems... that something is really wrong.

A cultivator who cut off two corpses, came to listen to the preaching of the quasi-sage peak...

Say it, not afraid of other people's jokes?

If you really listen, I'm afraid that you will become a laughing stock for the rest of your life.

As the old man with the blue-clothed goatee stood up, many monks also stood up one after another, stepped aside, and kept their mouths shut...

Some of these people are at the level of cultivation, some are beheading a corpse, some are at the peak of the quasi-sage, and more are at the late stage of the quasi-sage.

In their own opinion, their level is the same as that of Taoist Qinglian, so why should they listen to his sermons?

"Qinglian Daozu, I'm really sorry, this time... we really didn't think about it carefully." The blue-clothed goatee smiled bitterly.

This time they came, sat down, and stood up again. This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of this Taoist ancestor. How to say this is a person who once saved the flood, and all beings owe him.

Although this person is now relying on the old and selling the old, forcibly preaching to gain fame and merit, but after all, he is also a savior, and they should not be like this.

"Hmph, don't say it. I didn't expect much when I came here this time. I mainly wanted to meet. What does this Qinglian Daozu, who used to be extremely powerful, look like, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that." The tendon monk stood up again.

This time, behind him was already densely packed, with more than two hundred people standing, watching from a distance and sneering.

They don't believe any sermon.