The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery were a little surprised that Wan Li had called Kong Xi, but they did not stop him.
Logically speaking, not everyone could enter the Hall of Pangu.
Kong Xi, as a member of the Phoenix Clan, had no right to enter.
However, since their eldest brother had spoken, they naturally did not say anything.
After all, Kong Xi had been in the Sorcerer Tribe all these years and had a good relationship with the other Ancestors of Sorcery.
Before entering the Hall of Pangu, Wan Li thought for a moment and sent a beam of spiritual light toward Mount Buzhou to inform Goddess Nvywa of his return.
Then, the group walked into the Hall of Pangu and bowed to the statue of Pangu in the hall.
Then, Wan Li sat in the main seat and began to preach.
"God is in the ancient turbid, and Taiyuan is in the one. Qi Ming is the yang of the Tao, and the chaos of the brake follows the qi to cultivate it. Nine turns into one, which is the extreme road. "If the body is like the Dutian God's Fiendish Gui…"
Every word he said was like a heavenly book.
Just as Wan Li opened his mouth, the Pangu statue behind him seemed to move.
He personally evolved what Wan Li said.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery could not understand what Wan Li meant.
However, the Dao that Wan Li spoke of, words were just a carrier of the Dao.
The principles contained in it seemed to be a profound insight. It was directly imprinted into the hearts of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery through words and the evolution of the Pangu statue behind it.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, who were puzzled at first, gradually turned solemn.
They could feel their blood boiling, and every stream of blood in their bodies was like a surging river.
Every stream of blood Qi that overflowed was like a real dragon coiling around their bodies, constantly revolving without any flaws.
Not only the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, but even Kong Xi closed her eyes and focused her mind. She was greatly benefited. As soon as Wan Li opened his mouth, her body began to condense.
In the blink of an eye, more than two thousand years had passed. The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery sat there cross-legged, and their bodies were at least ten percent stronger than before.
Don't underestimate them. They were the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery who had the toughest bodies in the world. In just a thousand years, the bodies of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had become ten percent stronger. It was really terrifying.
As for Kong Xi, he benefited greatly.
Her physique had reached the initial success stage, and with the phoenix physique, it actually had a state of endless growth.
The Dao that Wan Li was talking about was a supreme body-refining Dao called the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art.
This Dao was comprehended in the Hall of Pangu and was born from the True Meaning of Pangu. After his personal deduction, he finally deduced this cultivation technique completely.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art followed its original trajectory and was comprehended by the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery in the Hall of Pangu.
However, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that they comprehended was completely different from the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that Wan Li was preaching.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that Wan Li was talking about was truly complete!
It was a technique that Pangu had once cultivated.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery had comprehended was only a scale and claw. It was not complete at all.
It was impossible to achieve Dao with strength without the complete Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art!
Even the Ancestors of Sorcery, even with his personal explanation, would not be able to fully understand the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art within a thousand years. If he continued to explain, it was very likely that the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery would suffer a backlash.
Even so, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that the Ancestors of Sorcery had mastered was much stronger than in his previous life.
With just a little time to polish it, his strength would increase by a little.
Originally, Wan Li wanted to talk about some other Dao, but he was suddenly stunned as if he had sensed something. He said to the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery and Kong Xi, who were gradually waking up,"Brothers and sisters, Hongjun is about to start preaching. Follow me to the next phase."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the Hall of Pangu, as if he was in a hurry.
"Eldest Brother has already preached the Dao for us. Why are you still listening to that Old Daoist Hongjun?”
"I won't go, I won't go. I've benefited greatly from Big Brother's preaching, so who would listen to others?”
"Extreme, extreme. Eh? Eldest brother, why did you leave in such a hurry?”
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery felt the changes in their bodies and were pleasantly surprised. They looked down on Hongjun's preaching. As they muttered, they realized that their big brother had disappeared.
"Eh?"
Kong Xi's black eyes looked at Wan Li's back curiously.
When Kong Xi and the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery walked out of the Hall of Pangu, they saw Wan Li and a woman standing side by side.
This woman had a beautiful face and a slim figure. Her long hair draped over her shoulders and was gently tied up with a light ribbon. She was dressed in white and floated out of the world.
"Nuwa, you waited outside for over two thousand years?”
"How can you be so polite! If you're here, just come in."
This woman was Nuwa.
Her expression was calm. When she heard Wan Li's reproach, she smiled gently and said,"I've waited for so many years. It's only been two thousand years.”
"Speaking of which, I've never seen Big Brother Shi Chen preach before.”
Hearing Nüwa's voice, Wan Li felt ashamed.
He had been in the Chaos for many years and had been preaching in the Hall of Pangu. He did not expect Goddess Nvywa to wait outside the Hall of Pangu for more than 2,000 years instead of going to the Zixiao Palace.
This kind of affection made him feel a little ashamed.
"If I have the time, I'll give Sister Nuwa a lecture.”
Hearing Wan Li's reply, Nüwa smiled and looked at Wan Li without any intention of leaving.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery, Kong Xi, and the others who came later revealed curious and gossipy expressions.
Although they knew of Nuwa's existence, they were unaware of the relationship between her and their elder brother.
However, looking at the two of them, he could see some clues.
"Hehehe."
A few of the Ancestors of Sorcery, who were as boorish as Gonggong, laughed when they saw this scene.
"What are you so noisy about?”
Wan Li glared at Gong Gong and the others, then held Goddess Nvywa's hand and walked toward the passage that Hongjun had deliberately created in the Wu Tribe.
Instantly, Nuwa's beautiful face turned red under everyone's gaze.
When the other Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery saw this scene, the gossipy look in their eyes intensified.
Only Houtu, Xuan Ming, and Kong Xi pouted when they saw this scene.
"Big brother! I want to hold it too!"
The three girls jumped and chased after Wan Li.
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