Minghe's little tricks could be hidden from others, but not from the four women and the reincarnated Mazingers with obscure vital force. However, these Demon God reincarnations had always kept a low profile, so they naturally wouldn't expose him.
" Big Brother Minghe, you're so bad!"
The four women muttered with smiles on their faces. This was the first time they realized that Acheron had a strange hobby.
"This thick-skinned fellow makes me unhappy. However, you guys have to be careful when you meet him in the future.”
Minghe shook his head and said, but he did not explain the reason. He could not reveal the secrets of heaven. Only he knew.
At the same time, after taking his seat, Zhunti suddenly turned to Kunpeng and said coldly,""What qualifications do you have to sit on this throne? Hurry up and give up your seat to my senior brother!”
"You!"
The Kun Peng was furious when it heard this and was about to flare up. Suddenly, Primordial Origin sneered and said,""This fellow daoist is right. What right do you, a wet, egg-like, flat-haired beast, have to sit with us?”
"Bastard!"
The Kun Peng was furious, but he knew that this was the Purple Cloud Palace, the dojo of a saint. He could not flare up. Thus, he looked at Laozi, Nuwa, and the others. Seeing Laozi and Tongtian's indifferent expressions, it seemed that it had nothing to do with them. Although Nüwa was very uncomfortable, she did not speak up to help him.
Kunpeng snorted and glared at Zhunti and the Origin. Then he looked at Hongyun who was chatting with Zhenyuanzi not far away. Killing intent flashed in the corner of his eyes. He stood up and left, but sat down next to Minghe.
However, when he saw Jieyin sitting in his seat with an indifferent expression, it made him even more furious. His eyes seemed to be spewing fire.
"Fellow Daoist, did you know? You've lost a great opportunity!"
Minghe suddenly laughed and patted Kunpeng's shoulder.
"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist?"
Kun Peng was already in a very bad mood. Being suddenly slapped like this, he wanted to get angry. However, when he saw that it was the Netherworld River, he forcefully held back. The master of the Blood Sea, the ferocious Netherworld River, was now a Sage-to-be Almighty. He was not someone he could afford to offend. However, he still asked curiously.
"Heh, Fellow Daoist will find out soon!”
Minghe ignored Kunpeng after saying that. He did not want to plan anything by reminding Kunpeng. Instead, he wanted to see if he could give the Kun Peng a warning in advance and change anything.
Although he didn't like Kunpeng, he hated Zhunti and Hongyun even more. One was shameless and shameless, while the other was a good person who only knew how to seek death. He wanted Kunpeng to kill these two guys, but he knew that Kunpeng could only kill Hongyun at most. As for Zhunti, it was impossible.
At this moment, a heavenly voice sounded, causing the entire hall to sink into a mysterious atmosphere. The space above twisted, and an old man in a Taoist robe appeared silently. He sat cross-legged on the futon. It was Hongjun.
Although Hongjun did not deliberately release the pressure of a Saint, everyone could still feel great pressure. The old man before him, who seemed to have no aura at all, gave off an unfathomable feeling like the ocean.
"Greetings, Saint!"
Then, everyone stood up and bowed to Hongjun. Even Minghe and the reincarnations of the Demon Gods were no exception. When a saint preaches, he should be able to receive such a great gift.
Hongjun sat high up and looked down. He nodded at everyone and said indifferently,"From now on, you will sit according to this order. This lecture will last for 3,000 years, and it begins now!”
"When the heavens and earth were first created, there were things mixed together and born before the heavens and earth. Lonely ah, lonely ah, stand alone do not change, walk around without danger, can be the mother of the world. The road is wide and wide, and it can be left and right. All things depend on it to be born, and there is no need to refuse it. Success is not called Tao, but there is nothing that does not give birth to Tao. One life gives birth to two, two give birth to three, and three give birth to all things.”
The Sage's voice was profound and contained countless truths of the Great Dao. The sky above the hall was extraordinary. Auspicious clouds descended from the sky, golden lotuses surged on the ground, and spiritual qi surged from the Purple Cloud Palace.
Everyone was entranced by his words. One by one, they closed their eyes and sat cross-legged. They fell into a state of enlightenment, and the great circulation in their bodies involuntarily began to circulate.
The same was true for Minghe. The preaching of the Sage was the Way of Heaven, which was of great use to him. He closed his eyes to comprehend and verify what he had learned. Although Minghe had his own Tao, it did not mean that he would not absorb other people's Tao. The way to go was to verify each other and fuse with one's own body.
What Hongjun started to talk about was not some profound truth, but the cultivation path of living beings. He explained in detail the cultivation system of the immortal path all the way to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Although the lowest cultivation level of everyone present was a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, it did not mean that they were useless. On the contrary, it allowed everyone to verify their own cultivation, guide their bodies, and polish their foundation.
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