As Hongjun spoke, he announced the end of the battle for positions. Everyone's positions no longer changed.
No one had any more ideas about the purple futon. Zhunti and Jieyin sat on the purple futon contentedly, feeling high-spirited.
Xuan Qing yawned and felt that it was normal. The positions changed so many times, and the ones who could sit on it were the six Heavenly Sages.
However, because Xuan Qing was now equivalent to the Three Pure Ones, the number of people ranked above her had dropped from six to four.
After everyone sat down, Hongjun said leisurely,"
"The beginning of the nameless world, the mother of all things. Therefore, we should always have no desire to see its beauty, but we should always have desire to see its pride."
"The reason why the heavens and earth can last for so long is because they don't grow on their own, so they can live forever.”
"At the beginning of the chaos, there was a spirit in heaven and earth. If the Tao is used, it may not be full."
Hongjun began to preach, and the qi of heaven and earth became clear.
Xuan Qing ignored Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun and began to listen quietly. His transformation time was too short, and although his legs were thick, his foundation was not deep.
Once he transformed, he was already at the peak of the Zenith Heaven Realm. He was still unable to control his own strength as if it was his arm.
Hongjun's preaching helped to stabilize his realm.
This lecture would be divided into three sessions, and each session would last for three thousand years, for a total of nine thousand years.
To a Perfected Golden Immortal, 9,000 years was just a drop in the ocean. Anyone who went into seclusion here would be in seclusion for more than 10,000 years, so 9,000 years was nothing.
At this moment, the Heavenly Dao was incomplete, and the cultivation method was full of flaws. Without Hongjun's preaching, one could only fumble by themselves. If one wanted to step into the Sage-to-be by relying on their own fumbling, not to mention 9,000 years, 9,000 Yuanhui would not be enough.
Therefore, none of the three thousand listeners present would miss this rare opportunity.
They closed their eyes and did not care if they understood or not. They seriously pondered the Great Dao and opportunities contained in Hongjun's words.
As the strength and realm of the 3,000 listeners were uneven, and it was Hongjun's first time preaching on the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, those Primordial Immortals were confused and confused.
Forcefully listening to the lecture would instead give him a splitting headache and make him feel dizzy.
Correspondingly, Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals were everywhere. It was as if they had fallen into a dream. They were immersed in it, crying and laughing at the same time. It was extremely exciting.
What Hongjun said was that there were all kinds of things, like the sea accepting rivers, perfect.
Xuan Qing did not understand everything because the cultivation methods contained in it included early-stage and mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. Xuan Qing was at the peak of the Zenith Heaven when she first transformed.
It was like asking a university student to solve a primary school math problem. The problem required detailed steps to solve the problem, but in fact, it was enough to do it verbally.
However, Hongjun's preaching still benefited Xuan Qing greatly and solved many doubts.
Xuan Qing realized that there was only a thin barrier between her and the Quasi-Saint Realm. It seemed that she could easily break through with a little bit of strength.
But in reality, Xuan Qing knew that even though it seemed as if she was within reach of the Saint Realm, it was actually difficult to break through.
Moreover, Xuan Qing was the combination of the Three Pure Ones and One. In the future, he would probably establish the Three Sects of Humanity, Enlightenment, and Interception. He could refer to Hongjun's teachings to teach his disciples.
Xuan Qing couldn't understand it, but he wouldn't force himself to remember it. He was already a peak Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, and most of the Dharmic powers of the current Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Dao Fruit were useless.
But someone was different, and that was Cundi.
This fellow actually planned to forcefully memorize everything Hongjun said. After all, in their Western Sect, the living beings were shallow and the cultivation methods were scarce. Everyone was as if they were malnourished.
And Hongjun's Dao preaching was supreme spiritual food.
He had no choice. There were many creatures in his family who were crying for food. Zhunti gritted his teeth and was really going to swallow Hongjun's teachings.
"Hahahaha!"
"Wuuu
"Sob, sob!"
Then, a strange scene appeared. Zhunti cried, laughed, went crazy, and became demented. It was as if he had schizophrenia.
He was just short of jumping off the praying mat and pulling Jieyin to dance.
Xuan Qing also raised her eyebrows. Although Zhunti was shameless, he was really dedicated to the Western Sect. No wonder he could secretly expand the Western Sect under the Three Pure Ones 'eyes.
Unfortunately, the Three Pure Ones no longer existed, so there was no possibility of internal friction. No matter how the Western Religious Sect developed in the future, it would be suppressed by Xuan Qing.
As for the others, they had a big opinion. You, Cundi, were so excited that you affected our class.
However, Hongjun's lecture did not stop. Everyone could only endure it while concentrating on extracting the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.
Finally, 3,000 years had passed and Hongjun stopped preaching.
Many people had broken through during the 3,000 years that Hongjun had been preaching.
Hongjun's preaching could quickly increase the overall combat strength of the Untainted Land.
Most people felt that the time was too short. If they were to speak for a period of time, their cultivation would definitely advance by leaps and bounds, many times faster than their own cultivation.。
Unfortunately, he could only wait for the next sermon.
"Zhunti!"
Hongjun spoke. The breath of the Great Dao spread, and golden lotuses surged on the ground.
With a quiver, Zhunti immediately broke out of the state of being angry and delusional.
"Teacher!"
Hongjun was about to say something.
Xuan Qing knew that Hongjun was going to start accepting disciples.
As long as he was taken in as a disciple by Hongjun, he would not lack Spiritual Treasures and Primordial Purple Qi. Becoming a Saint would be as easy as eating and drinking.
"Hu lu lu"
However, a strange sound echoed throughout the Purple Cloud Palace.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Emperor Jiang, one of the Ancestral Magi, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed on an ordinary futon.
The Sorcerer Tribe only cultivated their physical bodies and not their primordial spirits. Hongjun's preaching was like a heavenly book to them. While the others listened with their eyes closed, Ancestral Magus Di Jiang slept for three thousand years.
Houtu looked at Emperor Jiang speechlessly.
In the eyes of the Ancestors of Sorcery, even if Hongjun was a Saint, he was still miles away from God Father.
Pangu was the heavens, and everyone else was trash. Hongjun was no exception.
However, Hongjun was a Saint after all.
After hearing that Hongjun had become a Saint and was preaching in the Purple Cloud Palace, the Ancestral Wizard had been shocked. Di Jiang and Houtu came to the Zixiao Palace to gather intelligence to see if Hongjun had become a saint. They also wanted to see how powerful their old enemies, Donghuang and Emperor Jun, were.
However, no matter what, this was someone else's territory. Sleeping for three thousand years was too much.
As expected, Emperor Jiang, who was in his sleep, suddenly felt an irresistible force. In the next moment, he was already blasted out of the Purple Cloud Palace.
Outside the palace, Lolita and Zheng Tai both looked at Emperor Jiang strangely. This was the first person to be chased out of the Purple Cloud Palace in 3,000 years.
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