In the boundless chaos, the Purple Cloud Palace was like a bright lamp, shining brightly.
When the most violent and chaotic gales arrived here, it was like the turbulent sea returning to the harbor, becoming gentle and quiet.
Three thousand Purple Cloud guests had already entered the main hall.
Minghe took the opportunity to strike it rich.
In addition, they had all been gifted to him by major powers and Xiantian lifeforms.
Especially people like Donghua and Kunpeng, who had once been enemies with Haotian, were forced to pay a lot of money and give double gifts.
No one was stupid. They had to lower their heads under the eaves.
After harvesting a wave of leeks, Minghe was so excited that his face turned red. He secretly transmitted his voice to Haotian,"
"Young Master! What should we do with these cultivation resources?"
"Do as you see fit. It's not something of great value anyway. Just use it to develop the forces of the Netherworld Blood Sea.”
Hao Tian replied calmly.
Among these gifts, the best one was a superior-grade innate spiritual root. With Haotian's current taste, he did not care about it at all.
However, to Minghe, it was a valuable fortune that could strengthen his subordinates. It was in Heavenly Court's interest to develop this place.
Next, it was the segment that the fans of the prehistoric times were familiar with, the fight for the position of Saint.
Under Hongjun, there were already six praying mats in the front row. The other listeners could only sit on the floor.
The Three Pure Ones were the first to enter and took up the top three positions.
The fourth seat was Kun Peng, the fifth seat was Hong Yun, and the sixth seat was Goddess Nvywa, an old acquaintance of Haotian who came from Fengqi Mountain.
Hao Tian had already seen this scene, but he did not do anything.
The Heavenly Dao had set the Six Sages, and he didn't want to interfere. That would be meaningless.
With the help of the System, Haotian was sure that he would surpass the Sages and crush the Way of Heaven in Untainted Land. Therefore, he was not interested in fighting for the position of Sages at all.
Moreover, the method of becoming a saint taught by Hongjun required one to entrust their primordial spirit to the Heavenly Dao and become a chess piece and puppet of the Heavenly Dao. Their life and death were not in their own control.
Haotian would never allow him to walk down this path.
Wasn't it good to prove the Dao with strength?
Me! Haotian! He would never be a puppet!
He and Yaochi walked forward and stood beside Hongjun.
Then, he witnessed a farce.
First, Jieyin and Zhunti arrived at the last moment. They pretended to be pitiful and begged Hongyun and Kunpeng to give up their seats.
Hongyun was really kind. She gave up her seat and sat beside Zhenyuanzi.
Jie Yin quickly occupied the fifth praying mat.
Then, Zhunti also set his eyes on Kunpeng.
After failing to persuade the other party to give up his position, Zhunti deliberately stirred up trouble and scolded Kunpeng as a wet egg, a feathered beast, and not qualified to sit with Pangu.
This time, Primordial Origin had indeed fallen into a trap.
After all, he was the one who placed the most importance on his foundation among the Three Pure Ones. If he faced an ordinary cultivator, if he did not have enough foundation, the Origin would not even look at him.
The Origin immediately shouted at Kunpeng. Laozi and Tongtian had no choice but to stand on the same side as the Origin.
Although Kunpeng also had great supernatural powers and was born with an extraordinary fate, he could not resist the Three Pure Ones. He had no choice but to abdicate and let Zhunti sit in the fourth place.
"Everyone, silence! Master Hongjun has arrived!"
Yaochi shouted.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Nine-Headed Holy Voice rang out, resounding through the entire hall and shaking the boundless chaos.
The three thousand purple cloud guests 'hearts tightened, and they all sat upright.
Hongjun appeared again.
Everyone immediately realized that the difference between this big shot and the battle between Daoists and Demons was like heaven and earth. His aura became more and more profound and unfathomable, as if it was connected to the endless void, emitting a natural aura.
An invisible saintly might permeated the air. The cultivators all felt as if they were being suppressed by the 33 heavens. They couldn't lift their heads or even move. Their bodies and souls seemed to be suffocating.
At this moment, people immediately experienced what it meant to have a saintly might as deep as the ocean.
Compared to Hongjun, all the cultivators present had a huge gap.
In short, everyone below the Saint Realm was an ant.
Even Haotian felt his heart palpitate.
He knew better than anyone that Hongjun would be a supreme and invincible existence for a long time in the future. He could not be profaned or resisted.
Even if the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Goddess Nvywa became Saints, they were still insignificant in front of Hongjun.
Such a super expert was the target that Haotian wanted to surpass.
"Greetings, Saint Hongjun!"
The three thousand purple cloud guests roused their spirits and bowed respectfully.
"Good!" Hongjun scanned the crowd and nodded slightly." Everyone is fated to come to the Purple Cloud Palace. "Next, I will preach three times, each time for three thousand years, with an interval of one thousand years.”
" The first time, he talked about the Dao of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal," Hongjun said." The second time, he talked about the Dao of Sage-to-be, and the third time, he talked about the Dao of Sage. In addition, the seating arrangement will be the same as before and cannot be changed without permission.”
Hearing Hongjun's words, the cultivators had different expressions.
Hongyun and Kun Peng were so regretful that their intestines turned green.
Obviously, there was a great mystery in the six positions at the front. It was not that simple.
"There is something mixed, born from heaven and earth. Lonely ah, lonely ah, independent and not change, walking around without danger, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, but it's called Dao…"
Then, Hongjun said slowly.
Immortal music sounded, and the entire Purple Cloud Palace was filled with Dao runes. The Great Dao laws surged and flowed, and all kinds of phenomena appeared.
Billions of heavenly flowers fell, golden lotuses bloomed, the sun and moon rose and fell, and the universe reversed.
For a moment, in the sky above the Purple Cloud Palace, there was sometimes a torrential rain, sometimes a raging flame, sometimes the world was split apart, and sometimes everything was destroyed.
When cultivators heard about the Great Dao, their reactions were completely different. Some frowned and pondered, some rejoiced, some hugged their heads and cried, and some looked dull.
"Three thousand years is indeed a little too long.”
Hao Tian secretly yawned.
He was already a Quasi-Sage, so he didn't have to listen to this first lecture.
In for a penny, in for a pound. Hao Tian simply left a clone behind and returned to the Heavenly Emperor Secret Realm.
Hongjun was immersed in preaching. Although he knew that Haotian had made a small mistake, he did not mind.
There were some things that one could just turn a blind eye to.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Haotian sat cross-legged under the Divine Tree of Comprehension, with the Primordial Pearl floating above his head. The voices of billions of gods and devils preaching filled his ears, and the nine-colored divine light surrounded his body.
The nomological profundities of the 3,000 Great Dao appeared, and he immediately entered an extremely comfortable state.
Grasping a few more Great Dao laws and further increasing his strength was the way to go.
It seemed to have happened in the blink of an eye.
Hongjun's first lecture had already ended.
Among the 3,000 purple cloud guests, at least half of the cultivators either had an epiphany or had a breakthrough. They had more or less benefited from it.
The entire Purple Cloud Palace was shining with divine light and auspicious qi.
The boundless spiritual energy was extremely dense, turning into fine drizzles that sprinkled down, making one's mind feel refreshed.
All the cultivators were grateful and respectful to Hongjun.
Even the mighty figures of the Quasi-Saint level had verified and corrected their past mistakes in this sermon and returned to the right track.
Hongjun looked around silently and calculated in his heart.
Ever since he became the controller of the Heavenly Axiom, he had learned some secrets from the Heavenly Axiom. The current trend of the Untainted Land was developing in an uncertain direction.
Therefore, Hongjun was also secretly on guard.
He began to allow the three thousand purple cloud guests to ask questions, hoping to find some clues.
Great Heaven also ended his seclusion and received a system notification.
The refinement rate of the Purple Cloud Palace on Mount Yujing had already broken through fifty percent!
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