The words are divided into two sides. Outside the chaotic world, inside Zixiao Palace, the gate of the palace is wide open. The vast purple air poured out like a sea of king yang. Endless Wang Yang purple energy, visions are born. Two Taoist boys from Hao Tian Yaochi greeted them at the gate of the palace. Three thousand guests walked towards the main hall of Zixiao Palace with reverence in their hearts, and no one dared to do anything wrong. The Three Pure Ones were at the forefront, taking the lead and claiming the three purple Meditation Mats. Then came Nuwa fourth, Kunpeng fifth and Hongyun sixth. The two Taoist boys looked away, and saw that there were still two people missing. At this time, a voice sounded from a distance.
"Sorry sorry! I'm a little late!" "It's a long way from the west, no wonder!" Everyone turned their heads and saw Jie Yin Zhǔntí in a mess. Daoist Jie Yin and Daoist Zhunti arrived last. The two of them swept their eyes and saw that the purple Meditation Mat in the front row was already full, leaving only two seats in the back row. The two of them were naturally unwilling to sit in such an inconspicuous position. Daoist Jie Yin's eyes changed, his eyes flicked to Three Pure Ones, then to Nuwa, and he quickly came to a conclusion. None of these four people can be messed with. Immediately afterwards, he looked at Kunpeng and Hongyun beside Nuwa. Daoist Jie Yin and Daoist Zhunti looked at each other, made a decision in their hearts, and chose to walk directly towards Hongyun. Hongyun looked at Jie Yin Zhǔntí and his face slightly stunned. But then they saw Jie Yin Zhǔntí crying and crying loudly. "Brother, we are really suffering!" "I came in a hurry, but was robbed halfway, so I almost missed it." "Now, this good position is gone!" "I waited so hard to seek the way, and came from the far west, why is my life so hard..." "ah……" The two wailed loudly, not shying away from the eyes of others. Hongyun looked embarrassed for a while, he has always been gentle and a man of righteousness.
Hearing Jie Yin Zhǔntí's tragic condition, he could only sigh. "Don't cry, you two, come and sit here." Just like the original Zi Xiaogong seat turmoil, Hongyun gave up his seat. After all, there is no Lu Fan influence here, and it is normal that the plot does not change. Of course, Lu Fan is not without a little influence on this matter. For example, after Hongyun gave up his seat, Jie Yin Zhǔntí only had one seat, which was not enough. So, they looked at Kunpeng, and shamelessly asked Kunpeng to give up his seat. Of course Kunpeng didn't give up his seat, but The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi saw that Kunpeng was full of ambition before, so he didn't think he was robbed by Lu Fan. Let’s look at Jie Yin Zhǔntí, who just said that he was robbed by Lu Fan. The so-called Tianya is also a fallen person, he will not help Jie Yin Zhǔntí help anyone. "Hongyun Daoist Friend is high-spirited and honest, and he is really a role model for us." "It's not like some people who hatched with wet bodies and wear fur and horns, who have no self-knowledge!" The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi immediately became angry, pointing and cursing, insinuating, and hitting Kunpeng. Coupled with Lao'zi and others echoing from the side, Kunpeng's face was gloomy, and everyone was angry, so he had to give up his seat. The seats in Zi Xiao Palace were set, and the guests who didn't have a seat also found a seat and sat cross-legged on the spot. Zi Xiaogong fell silent. Seeing that the time was ripe, Hongjun immediately appeared from the apse. I can only see a series of mysterious and extremely purple energy slowly condensing, containing Heavenly Dao principles, and endless Dao Rhyme rolling in, and the pressure of Saint is scattered in all directions. bye. Everyone quickly transferred all the mana in their bodies to resist, and they barely bent over just now. Under the condensed purple air, a cloud bed slowly emerged. On the cloud bed, Hongjun was dressed in sackcloth, with white hair all over his head, and an old but resolute face full of coercion. Three Pure Ones looked up, only to feel that the truth Dao Rhyme is like a mist, unfathomable and mysterious. Is this Saint? Just the breath it emits makes the primordial spirit tremble. The three thousand visitors also knew the difference between Hongjun and Hongjun, as if separated by a chasm, no matter how hard they practiced, they couldn't catch up. The Three Pure Ones felt that Hongjun's mana was unfathomable, which should be comparable to Lu Fan's. The Three Pure Ones look at each other, and their hearts are connected. With Hongjun as their support, they will be able to find their way back!
The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi can also get the Three Treasured Jade Scepter of Wishes back. The rest of the innate talents who were robbed can also seek justice. It's just that Hongjun is about to give a speech, and this is not the time. The three of them decided to wait until after the sermon before talking about it. At the same time, Hongjun's majestic voice sounded like thunder from the distant river of time. Hongjun's body is full of golden light, and the Milky Way is flying. The purple air is dense, and it is a peaceful scene of Saint. "I am Hongjun." "Adhering to the meaning of Heavenly Dao today, we are here to preach and educate souls." "You guys follow this seating order and cannot be changed." After finishing speaking, Hongjun was surrounded by stars, and the endless universe was destroyed and sunk. Hongjun sat still, golden rays of light poured down like torrents. Accompanied by the golden brilliance, the thunderous voice of preaching came along with it. Endless Heavenly Dao profound meanings, cultivation methods, and Dao and Dao, Dao Method naturally... all kinds of golden runes poured out. Wang Yang's sea-like morality rushed towards the three thousand guests and quickly wrapped them up. Everyone goes into an epiphany state instantly. In Zixiao Palace, only the sound of thunder could be heard. After the golden brilliance, there was a multicolored divine light, mixed with countless runes. According to each person's innate understanding and bloodline level, the content that each person can absorb is also different, and the speed at which they can comprehend is also different. And Hongjun is still eloquent. Endless multicolored divine light gushed out from his mouth, and the dense runes were like a sea of king yang. Colorful Lotus Flowers grow everywhere in Zi Xiao Palace. Blossoming golden lotuses hang down on the sky. Surrounded by endless purple air, the spirit of the fairy is constantly condensing. Among the three thousand visitors, the Three Pure Ones had already formed a cocoon of dao in a sudden enlightenment. Immediately afterwards, Nuwa also formed a cocoon. Hongjun continued to preach without stopping. Endless brilliance flowed from his mouth.
Hongjun first talked about the evolution of life, then good and evil, beauty and ugliness, and then he talked about Heavenly Dao cause and effect, Three Thousand Grand Dao. Slowly talk about the good fortune of heaven and earth, yin and yang and five elements. Let's talk about moral order, Karmic Merit Good Fortune. Let's talk about three disasters and five calamities.