The doors of the Purple Cloud Palace slowly opened.
On the square, the mighty figures all reacted when they heard Dao Ancestor Hongjun's words.
Knowing that the lecture was about to begin, they did not dare to delay any longer. They entered the hall one after another and found their seats to sit down.
"The Dao of Heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency.
The path of a Saint."
When the time was up, the immortal spirits sat down, and Hongjun on the high platform slowly spoke.
In an instant, a strange phenomenon occurred.
Rays of multicolored light shone brightly, and golden lotuses surged on the ground.
The Dao voice resounded in the void.
The Heavenly Dao sensed it and sent down a divine power.
It was as if there was a saint holding a scroll in his hand. It was a long book that had been written for thousands of years. All three thousand laws were contained in it.
There were also fairies carrying baskets and scattering flower petals.
In the hall, Dao voices sounded, and the immortal spirits instantly fell into a mysterious realm.
He was intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.
The spiraling Dao sound continuously floated in the hall.
However, just as the Immortal Spirits in the hall were engrossed in listening, Zhou Yuan, who was in Houtu's arms, was staring at each other.
Her round face was filled with depression.
"This is a scam!"
Zhou Yuan could not help but complain in his heart as he listened to the Dao voice beside his ear.
The reason why Zhou Yuan was so depressed was none other than this.
He originally thought that he could listen to Dao Ancestor Hongjun's sermon when he came to the Purple Cloud Palace. After the sermon ended, he could still fish in troubled waters when the treasures were distributed.
However, after listening to the sermon.
However, Zhou Yuan realized that his thoughts were wrong.
The other Almighties were mesmerized by the mysterious Dao scriptures that came out of Hongjun's mouth.
However, Zhou Yuan felt that it was difficult to understand and could not understand a single word.
Squeak squeak ~!
Was he really listening to the Heavenly Book?
Lying in Houtu's arms, Zhou Yuan's face was downcast.
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have come. In the tribe, Emperor Jiang and the others could have prepared spirit fruits for me. There's nothing to eat here.”
Zhou Yuan was depressed and could not help but complain.
He couldn't understand.
The preaching time was very long, a total of 30,000 years.
Zhou Yuan, who was bored to death, could only choose to sleep.
Fortunately, although Hongjun's Dao voice was clear, it did not make people feel noisy.
It did not affect Zhou Yuan's sleep. Instead, it had the effect of helping him sleep.
Time slowly passed.
Although he had been preaching for 30,000 years, it wasn't non-stop.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun would often take a break to let the immortal spirits in the hall digest what he said.
During this period of time, the Almighties in the hall would wake up.
Some of them had sharp eyes and saw Zhou Yuan sleeping soundly in Houtu's arms.
All the major powers shook their heads when they saw this scene.
"In the end, he's just a lowly person with no good fortune. He's actually able to fall asleep at such a great opportunity like the Daofather's Dao lecture.”
"I was born to be an ant. Even with the protection of the Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu, it's still difficult for me to reach the hall of elegance.”
"It's a pity. Although he's cute, that's all he can do. He can't be taught.”
When the mighty figures in the hall saw Zhou Yuan in Great Dream of Spring and Autumn, they looked at him with disdain before turning their heads away.
Houtu looked at the sleeping Zhou Yuan in her arms and could only smile bitterly.
"You little fellow, aren't you too fond of sleeping?”
Compared to the others, Houtu did not think that Zhou Yuan had missed out on an opportunity.
After all, Zhou Yuan was extremely talented.
In this hall, there was no one who could compare to Zhou Yuan in terms of cultivation speed.
Since Zhou Yuan could not listen to Dao Ancestor's preaching, he naturally had his own reasons.
Moreover, this little fellow was only at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm. Even he felt that the Dao Ancestor's lecture this time was somewhat obscure and difficult to understand.
Wasn't it normal that he didn't understand?
Houtu did not disturb Zhou Yuan and allowed him to sleep in her arms.
When the Almighties in the hall saw Houtu's appearance, they were surprised and stopped thinking.
If the owner didn't care, why should an outsider like him worry?
Perhaps Gaihoutu wanted a cute pet that looked obedient.
If that was really the case, it didn't matter if he listened to the Dao or not.
Soon, the Dao Ancestor's voice rang out once more.
The mighty figures did not have the time to consider Zhou Yuan. They hurriedly entered a meditative state again and listened carefully to Hongjun's lecture in order to increase their realm.
However, every time Hongjun stopped preaching and started again, the content would be more profound.
As time passed, the Almighties who were sitting in the hall and listening to the story were no longer as relaxed as before.
Instead, it began to gradually become painful.
Some of them even had red skin and green smoke coming out of their heads, as if they were about to burn.
But even so, these powerful existences were still unwilling to withdraw from listening to the Dao. They gritted their teeth and continued to persevere.
He was afraid that he would miss a single word.
On both sides of the platform, Haotian and Yaochi, as the disciples of Hongjun, were also listening to the sermon.
On the right, Yaochi, who was as cute as a porcelain doll, slowly opened her big, lively eyes.
A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
As the boy of Hongjun, Yaochi's realm was similar to Haotian's, but it was not particularly high. Compared to the 3,000 Almighties present, it was incomparable.
After this break, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had already begun to explain the Dao of the Sage.
The way of the Sage was obscure and difficult to understand. Although the Jade Lake wanted to hear it, it could not understand it.
Compared to Haotian's insistence, the Jade Lake only tried and then gave up.
The Sage was not a position that he could covet.
Master Hongjun had once taught that one could not force anything, or else it would be as bad as not having enough.
The Jade Lake remembered this.
Hao Tian obviously didn't do that.
Like most of the immortal spirits present, they were still holding on, wanting to record this so-called Sage Dao.
On the platform, Yaochi looked at the cultivators below with boredom.
It was still early, and he could not leave. He could only kill time.
"Eh?"
Suddenly, the Jade Lake seemed to have seen something interesting. Its big watery eyes revealed curiosity.
At this moment, Yaochi's gaze was on Zhou Yuan, who was in Houtu's arms.
"This little guy is so cute!
The old Dao Ancestor said that this little thing actually dared to sleep. It was quite bold.”
Looking at the cute sleeping Zhou Yuan, Jade Pool could not help but smile.
He looked at Zhou Yuan with interest.
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