Hearing Hongjun's voice, Teng Yi used the Return City Spell and went directly to the Purple Cloud Palace. He sat on a lower platform and began to cultivate.
Not long after, the Three Pure Ones, Fuxi, and Nuwa arrived. The few of them greeted each other and began to cultivate.
The walls of the Purple Cloud Palace were engraved with the Hongjun Great Dao. It was useless to Old Teng Yi, but for those who had not broken through the Zenith Heaven Realm and transcended the River of Fate, it was a great tonic. His primordial spirit was placed in the wall of the Purple Cloud Palace, quietly waiting for the arrival of others.
Gradually, everyone had arrived. Teng Yi noticed that Houtu was the only one among the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery.
Houtu, who had transformed into a human, looked like a mature woman. She wore an earthen yellow Taoist robe, which further accentuated her gentle temperament.
As Houtu was the last to be born, she had the least Evil Qi. As the representative of the earth, she had a sense of tranquility. It was very warm and wonderful. It made people feel like they couldn't help but be attached to it.
Nüwa sat below. After more people came, she did not continue to cultivate. She looked affectionately at Tengyi on the platform in a daze.
Seeing Teng Yi wake up, she thought that he had discovered her. A blush flashed across her face and she lowered her head.
However, when he raised his head and looked at Teng Yi again, he realized that he was actually staring at Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu, not himself!
Resentment, powerful resentment!
The resentful look in Teng Yi's eyes made him stop thinking about Houtu.）When he saw Nüwa staring at him, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes.
It was said that Teng Yi had faintly accepted Nuwa after breaking through the layer of restraint in his soul when he beat Jieyin up.
On the way back, Nuwa also knew Teng Yi's thoughts.
In summary, looking at other women in front of his girlfriend, especially girls who were as beautiful as Nüwa, was courting death.
Teng Yi recalled a saying that was passed down in his previous life. If you don't do it, you won't die. It was very obvious that Teng Yi was courting death.
The Two Sages of the West were the same as last time. Jieyin was the last to arrive, and he was still dispirited. Teng Yi thought maliciously, did his condition worsen?
It was time. Haotian rang the bell.
Everyone now knew that this Dao Ancestor had to be personally welcomed by them. Otherwise, he would not have come out.
It couldn't be helped. Who asked him to be a saint? Who asked him to listen to the lecture?
"Disciple welcomes teacher."
With that said, Hongjun appeared on the stage. He looked at the dispirited Jieyin and waved a white light. Jieyin's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The auspicious cloud appeared, and the sarira mill on it was reassembled like building blocks.
"Thank you, teacher, for healing me." Hongjun nodded and said, "The content of this lecture is about the Three Separations Realm.”
After saying that, he began to explain.
He had been stuck at the peak of the Zenith Heaven realm for a long time, but he did not know how to cultivate in the future.
As soon as Hongjun explained, it was as if he was enlightened. He quickly cut off the three corpses without any distinction.
(According to the design of this book, no Protocosmic spirit-treasure is needed to kill a corpse.)
The six people sitting on the praying mats also chopped off one corpse at the same time.
The others, such as Dijun Taiyi, were stuck at the last step. Without a hundred years of comprehension, they would not be able to break through at all. As for what Hongjun said later, they did not understand much.
Teng Yi quickly condensed the Three Separations and began to comprehend the Origin by comparing it to the Rules of Fire. However, he could not do it properly. If Hongjun was talking about the Primordial Chaos Dao now, he would definitely be able to break through immediately.
Another 3,000 years passed. It was as if the brakes had been slammed on, and the depressed feeling appeared in everyone's hearts again.
Hongjun did not send everyone back to the Untainted Land like last time. Instead, he closed his eyes and waited for everyone to finish their comprehension.
"Three thousand years have passed. The preaching has come to an end. However, the way of heaven is majestic, and there should be four disciples under my door!”Hongjun raised his eyes slightly and said indifferently.
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