Where was the person you promised?
Hongjun felt very uncomfortable at this moment.
He kept feeling that his Dao Ancestor preaching was a little too shabby.
It was a huge change from what he thought.
Looking carefully, the hall was still more than half empty.
This made Hongjun somewhat unable to tolerate it.
It was impossible for him to wait forever.
No way.
He had to ask the Heavenly Dao.
Hongjun was the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao. He was naturally able to understand the will of the heavens.
He tried to communicate with the Heavenly Dao to see what was going on.
"Where's the fated person?"
"Why is one of the Three Pure Ones of Pangu missing?”
"This is too wrong."
The consciousness of the Heavenly Dao appeared and seemed to be communicating with Yu Hongjun.
The conclusion he obtained almost made Hongjun curse.
Me? Him?
He had no intentions.
God, he had no intention.
In this Primordial World, was there anyone with a higher cultivation than him?
He was the first Saint in this world.
The people of the future were just walking the path he had walked.
He didn't have any intentions, so he didn't like the old Daoist?
This old Daoist's mentality.
Because he had asked the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun did not have any hope for those people.
He stared at the few people in the field, and his face ached.
He was afraid that after this sermon, his face would be gone.
Do I, Hongjun, have to be so sarcastic?
Forget it.
The most important thing now was to preach the Dao first.
Otherwise, he would lose even more face.
However, before he preached the Dao, he wanted to ask Laozi and Primordial Origin where Tongtian had gone.
Laozi was the first to reach the sky.
Pangu Sanqing.
He had long heard of it.
There would definitely be three spots for his chosen disciples.
Tongtian's absence would have a huge impact and would definitely interfere with a series of plans in the future.
There must be something wrong with this.
"Laozi, the Three Pure Ones are one. Why do I only see you and the Origin today and not Tongtian?”
Weng weng weng weng!
As soon as Hongjun said that, his face turned pale as if it had lost all color.
Primordial Origin's face turned black.
It seemed like they still couldn't escape this calamity!
He thought that no one would care.
Now, the reputation of the Three Pure Ones as one seemed to be gone. The rumors of their discord were about to spread throughout the world!
Daofathers!
Why do you want to harm us!
Primordial Origin roared in his heart and almost cursed.
As for Laozi's expression, there was something wrong.
However, his face was used to being cold, so it was difficult for others to tell if he was a little pale.
However, it was better to answer the question now.
"Third brother has already found a good teacher and won't be coming to listen to the lecture.”
Hongjun: "???"
Everyone from the Purple Cloud Palace: "???"
F * ck.
This Penniless Priest was shooting himself in the foot.
What a sin!
Why was this happening?
It turned out that the old Daoist's opportunity had been stolen.
Why did I, as a Heavenly Dao Saint, not know anything about it?
Could it be that you, Heavenly Dao, have also betrayed us?
Great!
He was no longer in the mood.
Hongjun braced himself and could only do it.
"Time's up. The Purple Cloud Palace is closed."
With Hongjun's voice, the huge Purple Cloud Palace closed.
This made everyone curious.
Could it be that the Dao Ancestor had placed so many praying mats for decoration?
Otherwise, why would the palace gate be closed?
He understood.
Because the sermon was about to begin, everyone was in high spirits.
They had heard of Patriarch Hongjun.
Because his reputation was too big, it was difficult not to know.
During the Dragon Han Great Calamity, the three races fought for hegemony, and Ancestor Devil instigated the three races, causing the Boundless Calamity.
Billions of living beings died.
After the three races fought for hegemony, Daoists and Demons fought again.
The battle between immortals and demons began.
Yin Yang, Heaven and Earth, and Yang Mei were the main forces back then.
Together, they would encircle and annihilate the demon army in the west.
However, after that battle, the west was destroyed and the Demon Rahu fell.
There was basically no more news from the main force.
Until now, the news of Hongjun becoming a Saint had spread throughout the world.
This was enough to explain the problem.
It was said that the Fiend Ancestor's schemes were unparalleled in the world, and he almost exterminated the three races without using a single soldier.
However, how could Dao Ancestor Hongjun be inferior?
As the final victor, he had an endless reputation.
History was ultimately written by the victors.
"The Great Dao is formless and gives birth to heaven and earth. The Great Way has no name, but it nurtures all things for a long time. I don't know its name, but I insist on calling it Tao.”
"The Tao is clear and turbid, dynamic and static. The sky was clear and the earth was turbid. The sky moved and the earth was still. Men are pure and women are turbid, men are active and women are quiet. Subduing the root and flowing the tail, all things are born."
"Pure is the source of turbid, and movement is the foundation of stillness. If people can always be quiet, heaven and earth will return. People like to be quiet, but their hearts are disturbed; People like to be quiet, but they want to be disturbed.”
"You can often let go of your desires, and your heart will be calm, and your mind will be clear. Naturally, the six desires will not be born, and the three poisons will be eliminated."
On the stage, a golden jade butterfly hovered above Dao Ancestor Hongjun's head, scattering five-colored light.
Golden lotuses covered the ground, spitting out endless light and spraying endless spiritual rain.
The Great Dao inscriptions formed golden flowers and auspicious qi that floated down to the dojo.
His way of self-improvement, can be said to be around the beam.
The sound of the Great Dao transformed into all kinds of mysterious images, illusory and illusory. Talismans circulated and flickered.
He used various methods to manifest thousands of things here.
In an instant, endless creation was born, all things were born, the four seasons rotated, the spring spread, and all things shone.
For a time, it evolved into the Daoist Holy Realm. The Great Dao was different. The Dao rose and the Dao disappeared. It was fate that led to life and death. The solitary Yang did not live.
It was truly a magnificent sight!
The voice of the Ethereal Immortal lingered in his ears.
This was really a boundless opportunity!
Laozi and Primordial Origin, who were below the stage, became excited.
After waiting for so long, had it finally started?
This time, he had to make good use of the opportunity to teach Tongtian a lesson and make him regret it.
Laozi sat with his eyes closed, quiet and without any expression.
There are three flowers on the top of the mountain, and there are five qi in the chest.
As the sound of the Great Dao swayed, Yin and Yang Qi blended and circulated, occasionally forming the Tai Chi form.
Heavenly Lord Yuanshi sat upright. There were tens of thousands of golden lamps around him. From time to time, the Qi of Three Talents would condense.
"Tongtian, one day, you will understand your mistake.”
"You can't run away from this mistake."
While comprehending the Dao, Primordial Origin could not help but think of Tongtian.
Tongtian said that he had a teacher and had learned some sword technique.
She had just given him face.
Actually, the best way was to make him regret it.
He believed that this day would not be too far away.
Jie Yin's face was bitter and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was somewhat puzzled.
"Junior Brother, something's wrong. Why is Hongjun's Dao so mysterious?”
"Could it be that our aptitude is too poor and we can't comprehend a thing or two?”
Taoist Cundi scratched his ears and cheeks as he looked at Hongjun suspiciously.
However, looking at Laozi, who was in the midst of the Great Dao, he felt that something was wrong.
If it's difficult for him, why can't I?
The difference between humans couldn't be that big.
After all, the western duo was famous for their talent in the west.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning exploded in his mind. He seemed to have understood something.
This must be Hongjun's doing!
Damn it.
This whole thing.
He must still be holding a grudge against them for what they had just said.
"Senior Brother, it's hard to understand. We'll just memorize it by heart.”
"Hongjun is very petty!”
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