One step first, every step first, everyone understands this.
A group of powerful men entered the Zixiao Palace, and their respective body-protecting immortal essences secretly bloomed, ready to deal with sneak attacks at any time.
Even in the saint's dojo, they did not forget to be careful. Those who were not careful enough died.
"Hey, there are two more boys?" After entering the palace gate, Yuan Sanqing saw two boys greeting them. They were the future God Haotian and Queen Mother of the West.
"I've met two fellow Taoists." Sanqing took the initiative to greet the two boys.
The two boys quickly returned the gift.
"I wonder if you two have met Zhunti and Jieyin?"
Taoist Tongtian looked around, but didn't see Zhunti and Jieyin, who were supposed to be there long ago, so he asked the boy how they looked like Zhunti and Jieyin had transformed into immortals.
The two of them walked the fastest and walked at the front. Logically speaking, the first ones to arrive at Zixiao Palace were Zhunti and Qingyin.
But when they arrived outside Zixiao Palace, Sanqing didn't see Zhunti and Jingyin.
"I haven't seen them since. Maybe they were lost in the starry sky." Haotian Boy replied.
When Zhunti and Jieyin didn't arrive, Tongtian couldn't help but said: "I hope these two Taoist brothers will have their own destiny."
The three of them entered the palace.
I saw that the main hall of Zixiao Palace looked small from the outside, but in fact the space inside was larger than the stars in the sky.
Most of the people present were also powerful immortals. Such a large space did not affect listening to the sermon at all. They all found their own good positions and either stood or sat down.
As for putting six futons in the palace?
joke.
The hall was empty, but six futons were placed so conspicuously that even a fool would sit on them.
If opportunity were so easy, everyone would have it.
"Brother, where should we sit?" Taoist Tongtian asked Taoist Yuanshi and Taoist Taishang.
There are three seats in the direction he pointed, which is just right.
The three of them were about to go over and sit down when a burst of noise came from outside, and then it became quiet.
The solemn atmosphere spread from outside the temple to the inside.
"The Emperor of Heaven has arrived." A strong man whispered.
"I didn't expect that His Majesty the Emperor would also come."
"Yes! When His Majesty the Emperor came to listen to the sermon, did he acquiesce that he was under a saint?"
There are people who want to die and talk openly.
People around him kept their distance from him, so as not to die without knowing how.
The atmosphere of solemnity spread, and the chaotic sounds in the hall stopped one after another, and some powerful quasi-sages had solemn expressions on their faces.
These quasi-sage masters can be said to be masters of the martial arts world, while Di Jun and the others are masters of the imperial court. Masters of the martial arts world have to be dignified when facing masters of the imperial court.
Focusing on Di Jun's strength.
Just as the silence spread further, a loud voice came from outside, destroying the solemnity brought by the arrival of Emperor Jun.
The ancestral witch of the witch clan has arrived.
"Your Majesty, please!"
The Heavenly Court people and the Wu Clan people entered the palace one after another.
The two forces each found a seat and sat down.
A quick look revealed that the original location was gone.
"What should we do?" Taoist Tongtian was a little anxious. There were no seats in the hall. Where should they sit?
Doesn’t having a seat mean there is no opportunity?
They were almost the last ones to be seated.
"Let's wait and see." The Supreme Being said calmly, "We are not the latest."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of a sea of blood.
"Haha, Lin Fan, you can't seal me. My ancestor, Styx, finally broke the seal and came out. Today I came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the saint's teachings. I will become a saint in the future and avenge you for sealing me...
...Holy crap, why did you come to Zixiao Palace?"
Everyone looked towards the palace door, and saw Ancestor Minghe looking at Lin Fan as if he had seen a ghost.
Lin Fan was followed by two people, namely Nuwa and Fuxi.
"You can come to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, why can't I come?"
Lin Fan smiled and asked, "Why, do you have any objections to my coming?"
"No, no, I have no objection at all." Ancestor Styx said quickly like a mouse meeting a cat.
Be as cowardly as you want.
It wasn't that the ancestor of Minghe was cowardly, but that he was worried about not being cowardly. If Lin Fan took action and sent him directly back to the sea of blood, he would lose the opportunity to listen to the saint's sermons, which would be a huge loss.
"It's fine if you don't have any objection."
Seeing Lin Fan let him go, Ancestor Minghe quickly entered the palace.
No seats, simple.
With the look from Patriarch Styx, someone naturally gave up their seat obediently.
"You bastard, slap my ancestor in the face in front of so many people. After I become a saint, I will pay you back a thousand times."
After sitting down, Ancestor Styx secretly swore.
"I've met Senior Lin Fan."
Everyone in the hall greeted Lin Fan and called him "Senior".
Even Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi had to call Lin Fan senior.
Even if you feel dissatisfied in your heart, you don't dare to show it in front of everyone easily.
After all, Lin Fan was the first to defeat Luo Hu.
Without Lin Fan, most of today's powerful people would not exist.
"Senior Lin Fan, what should I do if there is no seat?" Nuwa pulled Lin Fan's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
The sound was very low, but everyone in the hall could hear it.
At this time, the reality of the strong man in ancient times came to light.
Calling Lin Fan senior, many of them were truly grateful to Lin Fan, but no one was willing to give up their seat.
“It’s simple, there are no seats, just add one.”
Lin Fan moved his hand, and an extra futon appeared in front of the preacher's seat.
The futon is very close to the main seat, not like a guest seat but more like a disciple's seat.
Seeing Lin Fan take out the futon, Nuwa happily sat down and didn't care at all that she was sitting in the wrong position, too close to the main seat.
"Sister." Fuxi reminded her several times, but Nuwa ignored her, and finally had no choice but to stand behind her.
Fuxi was a loyal and honest person, a little too honest, and he didn't even know how to get a futon to sit down on.
Lin Fan saw it and shook his head inwardly, but did not remind him.
The opportunity is right in front of you. If you don't grasp it, if you remind it, it won't be an opportunity.
Over there, Sanqing saw Nuwa sitting down, so he followed suit and took out a futon and sat down next to her.
Where there were no seats originally, they added three seats.
"Senior Lin Fan, why don't you sit down?" Taoist Tongtian couldn't help but ask when he saw Lin Fan standing.
"Haha, standing is enough!" Lin Fan laughed.
Taoist Tongtian didn't know why, and was about to ask again when three more quasi-sages entered the temple.
The demon master Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.
As they entered, the palace door slammed shut.
"Wait for us! We finally caught up. Pindao Zhunti, this is my senior brother who has met all of you fellow Taoists."
"Hey, isn't this fellow Taoist Zhunti who is walking in front of all of us, to guide fellow Taoist people? Didn't you say that you wanted to be the first to arrive, and that you wanted to get the opportunity to become a saint before us, but why did you end up being the last to arrive?
"Ancestor Baiyun said with a smile.
"Looking at your disgraced looks, you are probably lost in the starry sky, right?"
As soon as these words came out, all the powerful men in the palace looked at Zhunti and Jie Yin with disdain.
How can a powerful quasi-holy man still get lost? How can he practice Taoism?
Zhunti's face turned red for a rare occasion.
"How can we call ourselves lost as cultivators? My senior brother and I discovered a new world and went to explore it."
After Zhunti finished speaking, he quickly came to Lin Fan without waiting for anyone to say more.
"I've met Senior Lin Fan."
The Taoist who received the greeting also followed suit.
After the ceremony, Zhunti glanced around but couldn't find the location. He shamelessly said to the Tongtian Taoist next to him:
"Senior Brother Tongtian, see if you can support us with two futons. In the bitter cold land of the West, we can't afford futons."
Taoist Tongtian looked speechlessly at Taoist Zhunti, who was armed to the teeth with magic weapons, and took out two futons.
"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Tongtian. I will definitely repay you for this kindness one day. If you lose this kindness, you will surely fall into the hands of those who are not as good as me."
After taking the oath, Master Zhunti happily took the futon and sat down: I made a profit!
"Haha, I have never seen such a shameless person. If you break this oath and fall into the hands of someone who is not as good as you? How can you fall into the hands of someone who is weaker than you? All Taoist brothers present,
Can you give me some answers?"
Demon Master Kunpengdao.
"In order to deceive two futons and make such an oath, do you still have the shame?"
"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, what you said is wrong. It is still possible to fall into the hands of someone who is not as good as yourself. Such as kindness, such as sneak attack..." Taoist Hongyun said about various possibilities.
Zhen Yuanzi pulled him several times but couldn't hold him back.
Taoist Hongyun, who was still chatting casually, did not know what he said, but Kunpeng and Zhunti remembered it.
Kunpeng glanced at Hongyun coldly, withdrew his gaze, and took out the futon.
The futon landed on the ground, in front of Nuwa, closer to the main seat.
Before Kunpeng could sit down, the futon was sent behind Zhunti and the two of them by a gentle force.
Seeing this, Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi knew that no one could sit in front of them, so they each took out their futons and sat behind Zhunti and Qieyin, in line with Kunpeng.
As soon as the two of them sat down, something changed on the main seat.
Hongmeng purple energy comes from the void, and the energy of chaos curls around.
The highest and most majestic voice sounded between heaven and earth.
Taoist Hongjun appeared above the main seat, lying high on nine layers of clouds.
"I've seen the saint!" Everyone hurriedly bowed.
Hongjun was very satisfied, but when he saw Lin Fan, he had to bow to Lin Fan.
Hongjun, who has become a saint, salutes Lin Fan, who is not yet a saint.
"I have met senior Lin Fan. The younger generation has achieved enlightenment as the Hunyuan Sage. Today I am here to teach the way of the Hunyuan Sage. I am encouraged by the senior to come here and have a lifetime of brilliance."
On the surface he was polite, but in reality his heart was exploding.
Taoist Hongjun did not expect Lin Fan to come.
If you had expected it, you would have taken action earlier.
"I have met Saint Hongjun." Lin Fan replied, lowering his attitude.
"Here, I am not a senior, but a seeker."
Seeker?
Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Taoist Hongjun does not believe it at all.
Lin Fan's attitude was not like a seeker at all, but like a detached person, transcending everyone, including saints.
"What I'm talking about this time is the Daluo Jinxian's way. Quasi-sages can also gain insights from it. After the changes in the way of heaven and earth, they can make up for the inconsistency between themselves and the way of heaven and earth, and strengthen their foundation."
After the ceremony, Taoist Hongjun began to preach.
Lying high above the nine layers of clouds, he distanced himself from everyone who heard him.
As he narrates, every syllable is a great way of heaven and earth, representing various principles, from which various methods of practice can be understood.
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but fall into the ocean of Tao.
Even quasi-sage level powerhouses such as Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have gained, and the ninth level barrier of quasi-sage may be loosened at any time.
Lin Fan, on the other hand, was indifferent even if Taoist Hongjun preached.
