Chapter nine hundred and ninety-two saints preaching
Hundreds of years passed slowly by.
Of course, this is in the prehistoric world.
Biyou Palace.
Xiao Yun finally refined that drop of ancestral witch essence and blood, and his "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills" were greatly improved, reaching the fourth level of the sixth level.
As a result, Xiao Yun's cultivation level was promoted from the early stage of Daluo Jinxian to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.
The improvement of his cultivation level made Xiao Yun's combat power even stronger.
Coupled with the perfection of cosmic swordsmanship.
Now Xiao Yun can definitely kill the evil corpse of King Asura with one sword.
"With such strength, when I enter the battlefield of gods and demons, I should be among the strongest.
"The corners of Xiao Yun's mouth raised slightly.
The Donghuang Bell must belong to him.
After getting up, Xiao Yun put away the Sword of Time and Space and walked towards the outside of the palace.
Today is a special day, because the seal on the list of gods has finally been loosened, and Fairy Yunxiao, who is in the quasi-sage realm, is the first to escape from the trap and is returning from heaven.
This is an exciting day for Jie Jiao.
Fairy Yunxiao is such a famous existence that even the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao have a psychological shadow.
The fairy's escape from trouble is of great significance.
Our Lady of Wudang had already sent Bai Suzhen to inform Xiao Yun that they were going to meet Fairy Yunxiao outside Biyou Palace.
Welcome with the highest standards of etiquette.
Except for Lingbao Tianzun, all the Jiejiao disciples who were staying in Biyou Palace appeared outside Biyou Palace at this moment, staring in the direction of the heaven, waiting for Fairy Yunxiao's return.
"I heard that this great uncle of Yunxiao Master deployed the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and swept across the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao. He was simply invincible.
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"That's not true. I heard that the battle forced the two saints to take action themselves.
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Some juniors from Jiejiao were talking in low voices, and everyone's eyes were filled with admiration, which was the admiration for the strong.
Although Fairy Yunxiao finally made it to the list of gods, no one thought she was the loser.
After all, it was the two saints who took action personally, and they were completely bullying the smaller ones.
Fairy Yunxiao's defeat was not a crime of war.
"Whoa!"
Suddenly, a white cloud floated from the sky.
Standing on the white clouds is a slim, graceful and peerless fairy. Her long white dress sets off her ethereal aura.
In his deep eyes, the colors of thousands of stars were projected, making the heaven and earth eclipse.
"Sister!"
"Junior Sister Yunxiao!"
Mother Wudang's face was filled with joy and she was the first to greet him. The two sisters held each other's hands and were very excited.
Xiao Yun and the others did not go up to disturb them.
"It has been hundreds of millions of years, Junior Sister Yunxiao, I have suffered so much for you, alas!" Our Lady of Wudang looked at Fairy Yunxiao in front of her excitedly, with tears flashing in her eyes.
Xiao Yun also felt a little emotional in his heart, who said gods are heartless?
"Senior Sister, everything has passed, and we, Jiejiao, have once again experienced the grand occasion of thousands of immortals coming to court.
Fairy Yunxiao looked at the juniors behind her with a look of relief.
In these years, although she was in heaven, her heart was always in the church.
She was also very happy to learn that Jiejiao had resumed the grand occasion of the Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court.
"Sister Yunxiao!"
After the Madonna of Wudang and Fairy Yunxiao reminisced about old times, Xiao Yun also went up to say hello and returned the Hunyuan Golden Dou to Fairy Yunxiao. With the Sword of Time and Space, he no longer needed this innate spiritual treasure.
"It's great to congratulate my junior brother that his cultivation has reached a higher level.
"Fairy Yunxiao's eyes were shining brightly, and she could see through Xiao Yun's cultivation level at a glance.
Xiao Yun quickly thanked him: "Thanks to my senior sister for helping me get a drop of ancestral witch essence blood from the Jade Emperor.
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"Haha, the essence and blood of the ancestral witch contains the violent will of the ancestral witch, and it would be difficult to refine it unless my junior brother is determined.
"Fairy Yunxiao admired Xiao Yun very much. This young junior brother's talent is too strong and he will definitely become the strongest among their Jiejiao disciples in the future.
"Okay, you can talk to me later. Come and follow me to meet the Master. He has been waiting for you for a long time.
"Our Lady of Wudang said.
Fairy Yunxiao looked solemn, but also felt a little excited. She had not seen Lingbao Tianzun for a long time.
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The main hall of Biyou Palace.
Lingbao Tianzun's eyes had already turned to the familiar figure slowly approaching outside the hall.
That was the disciple who surprised him the most.
Before the Great Tribulation of the Gods, he actually didn't pay much attention to Sanxiao. At that time, he only cared about the four major disciples: Taoist Duobao, Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Holy Mother of Wudang, and Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit.
At that time, Sanxiao was very low-key, practicing in seclusion in the cave all year round, and not fighting with others. Even Lingbao Tianzun didn't know that Fairy Yunxiao had taken the lead in being promoted to quasi-sage.
It wasn't until the Great Tribulation of the Gods came and Fairy Yunxiao set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation that Lingbao Tianzun realized that this previously low-key disciple had been at the forefront of all disciples, causing the entire prehistoric world to be shaken.
"Disciple Yunxiao pays homage to the master!" Outside the hall, Fairy Yunxiao walked slowly and respectfully knelt on the ground to salute Lingbao Tianzun.
"Get up quickly, no need to be too polite!" Lingbao Tianzun left his seat and personally helped up Fairy Yunxiao. His eyes were filled with regret and self-blame, and he said: "Good disciple, it's all my fault that I'm useless as a teacher, so that you are trapped by that list of gods.
So many years.
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"Master, there is no need to be like this. It is my disciple who has let you down.
"Fairy Yunxiao is also a little excited at this moment.
"There is no disappointment in being a teacher. You are the pride of being a teacher. You are all proud of being a teacher.
" Lingbao Tianzun showed his emotions. This aloof heavenly saint looked like a kind old grandfather at this moment.
Mother Wudang and Xiao Yun stood aside, both with smiles on their faces.
Xiao Yun sighed in his heart, among all the saints, I am afraid that only Lingbao Tianzun has such a true temperament.
After reminiscing about old times, Lingbao Tianzun said to Our Lady Wudang: "Gather all the disciples, starting today I will preach for a hundred years.
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"Yes!" Our Lady of Wudang responded happily, and the saint preached that this is a great event and will definitely enhance the strength of Jiejiao.
Our Lady of Wudang went out to announce the good news with a happy face.
The Jie Jiao disciples were really excited and came to find a place to sit cross-legged outside Biyou Palace. Even some Jie Jiao disciples nearby were rushing back quickly.
Soon after, the saint's voice came from the main hall.
Various visions appeared frequently during the saint's sermons, such as purple energy coming from the east, strange fragrance assailing the nostrils, happy clouds appearing above the sky, golden lotuses blooming in the sky, etc. In short, the special effects were maximized.
Xiao Yun said it was an eye-opener.
However, Lingbao Tianzun's sermons had no effect on him, because they only talked about Tao below Daluo Jinxian, but not above Daluo Jinxian. It was probably for the sake of those low-level disciples.
It was not until thirty years later that Daluo Jinxian was mentioned.
At this moment, Xiao Yun felt like he had entered a state of enlightenment. No, it should be regarded as a semi-enlightenment state. It was not as natural as entering the state of enlightenment himself. It felt like sitting on Brother Monkey's futon. This was infinitely close to the state of enlightenment.
"So that's it, is this the effect of the saint's preaching? No wonder there are so many strong people under the saint's sect. With such a plug-in, you can't even think about it. The saint is a walking enlightenment system.
"Xiao Yun sighed in his heart.
However, saints do not often preach.
After all, to saints, quasi-sages are just ants, so cultivating more quasi-sages has no effect, not to mention that they have to practice themselves, so how can they have time to preach to their disciples every day.
In addition, Xiao Yun felt that this sermon would probably consume some "something" that made the saint feel sad.
"Huh? Kill three corpses!"
Several decades later, Xiao Yun's expression changed.
Finally, he talked about the Quasi-Saint Avenue, and talked about the killing of three corpses that he cared about most.