Chapter 276: Desire to unite with the Way of Heaven, Hongmeng Purple Qi
Hongjun's sermons are precise and precise.
Mingyu listened quietly to the words of Taoist ancestors, only to feel that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, and the soul was trembling; the five qi in the chest were everlasting, and the three flowers on the top were gorgeous; the Dao was confused, and today it suddenly opened; the limbs and limbs felt extremely comfortable.
In the Kunlun Mirror, everything under the peach tree was gradually consolidated as Taoist preached. The clouds above his head were boundless and endless, the light of life shone thousands, and the wheel of the great road was prominent in all directions.
However, when you reach the highest level, you will realize that the world is endless and chaos is boundless.
Mingyu felt relaxed when he first entered the Taoist realm, but the further he went, the more difficult it became.
The avenue is endless and the chaos is endless.
Mingyu can correct the path of life and anchor the right path for the future, but it is difficult to know without walking on this path.
If you don’t know, how can you practice the Way?
"I have no choice but to write it down first!" Mingyu gritted his teeth.
Take out the Yin Yang sword and inscribe the words of Taoist ancestors.
Where is the inscription? The tree of life and death on the spiritual platform!
In the world of Lingtai, the branches of life are lush and leafy, the branches and leaves of the tree crown overlap one another, the whole body is surrounded by dense spiritual energy, and the halos of thousands of branches and leaves combine to form a holy brilliance.
One leaf, one world, one leaf, one floating life.
The soul in white stands with a sword, using the yin and yang to write life and death, using life and death to represent the great road, and using the great road to reach the infinite. What falls between the silver hooks and iron paintings is the boundless Tao.
Lao Tzu, who was in the first row, closed his eyes lightly, his face as calm as water, and no one knew what he was feeling in his heart;
Yuan Shi sat steadily at first, and no movement could be seen from him. But as the sermon progressed, a cloud of heaven appeared above his head, and between the clouds there was a figure that resembled a lake, and his face was indistinguishable.
All I know is that it is extremely high and insignificant.
Tongtian Taoist's starry eyes are bright, sometimes his brows are slightly frowned and sometimes relaxed, and his body is as straight as a sword. You don't have to look closely to feel the endless sharpness in him.
Nuwa had a calm look from beginning to end. The clouds above her head were not visible, the three flowers had not bloomed, and only one side of the world was undergoing great development.
Mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars, flowers, trees, birds and animals, all kinds of strange things... everything is there. The boundless aura nurtures billions of lives, but billions of lives seem to be in the middle of birth and death.
There was no sign of pain on Jie Yin's face. If you look carefully, you will see that he had fallen into a dream at some point. Taoist preached three thousand sermons and Jie Yin had three thousand dreams. It was a supremely wonderful method.
Taoist Zhunti is holding flowers with a smile, his insights on the great path are all in thousands of bodhi leaves, and all the principles of heaven and earth are in bodhicitta!
Fuxi built a world of music for himself, and among the five-color strings played were the mottos of the great road; Zhen Yuanzi sometimes nodded and sometimes shook his head, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he wrote it down with his hands. He was always so down-to-earth;
Hongyun means freedom, so his Tao transcends the cage and is eclectic; the Emperor Jun Taiyi is magnificent, the river map and Luoshu interpret thousands of things, and the chaos bell inscribes all kinds of laws.
As for the back soil...
She said: "It's so funny. I've been to Zixiao Palace three times and I've never understood it."
Without her soul, it was very difficult for her to listen to the sermon.
Regarding this, Hou Tuzu Wu did not panic at all.
As the saying goes, as long as your heart doesn't die, there's nothing you can't do?
If you are deficient in nature, you will make up for it the day after tomorrow.
If you can’t understand it now, will you not be able to understand it in the future?
Isn’t it because I don’t have the soul? Hou Tu Zusha said that the eternal future will be endless, and I am at odds with this avenue.
Fuck you guys to death!
In the Zixiao Palace, all the saints are trying their best to understand the Tao. How much they can gain depends on their own abilities.
Unknowingly, nine thousand years passed, the sound of Taoism stopped, and all the Taoists woke up from the mysterious realm, and most of them looked at Taoist Ancestor eagerly.
There is no way, this time the Dao Dao is too high and incomprehensible, I can’t understand it!
Hou Tu looked around and saw that most of the people in Zixiao Palace looked confused, and his heart suddenly felt happy, and his beautiful face showed a hint of smile.
Somehow, her mood suddenly felt much better.
Next, is the question and answer session.
Three thousand Taoists asked, and one Taoist answered.
Hongjun is definitely a very good teacher. The Taoists asked a lot of questions, and he answered them very patiently. Every word he said was thought-provoking and enlightening. He solved all the Taoists' doubts one by one.
My understanding of Tao is getting deeper and deeper.
However, the avenue is endless and time is limited.
When Taoist Patriarch sat firmly on the high platform and stopped answering questions, all the Taoists realized that the sermon was coming to an end.
I only heard the Taoist Patriarch say: "I am in charge of teaching and transforming the holy weapon. I have given lectures three times in the Zixiao Palace and talked about the Three Thousand Great Dao. Now it can be said to be complete.
However, the way of heaven is incomplete, only one of my ways is missing. Now I intend to use my body to match the way. From then on, Hongjun returns to the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is not Hongjun. It is not the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. The purple sky cannot open, and Hongjun cannot come out. You guys.
Take care of yourself."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Just as they were about to say something, Hongjun said again: "After I join the way of heaven, a saint will be born in the ancient world. Nine is the ultimate number, so there are nine holy places in the ancient world, and under the way of heaven, there are seven holy places. I understood this in my early years
The opportunity of the Great Dao is to obtain seven Hongmeng Purple Qi, please give it to me today!"
After saying that, Hongjun waved his sleeves, and six purple qi fell in front of the six Taoists in the first row.
The six major disciples leaned over and said, "Disciple, thank you, teacher!"
The remaining Taoists once again looked at Tao Ancestor eagerly.
It is understandable that the seven rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi are divided into six rays for the precious disciples, and they have already expected it.
But what about the other one?
Please take it out quickly!
At this moment, even the ancestors sitting in the last row were a little uneasy.
The great road is ahead, and the saints of heaven are also saints!
Hongjun was not in a hurry and said, "The rest of this depends on your fate."
With a flick of his sleeve, the last drop of Hongmeng Purple Air circled around the Zixiao Palace.
During this period, the Taoists tried their best to pull it away. If Taoist ancestors were not present, they would have to fight.
Hongmeng Ziqi went around in circles, walking forward from the back, passing Taoist Xiaoyao, passing the Four Extremes Sacred Beast, passing Master Taihua...
It passed over the heads of each of the saints, and finally landed on Zhen Yuanzi in the second row... Hongyun next to him.
Overjoyed, Hongyun was stunned for a moment, then bowed to Taoist Ancestor, "Thank you very much, teacher!"
Hongjun nodded lightly.
All the Taoists are so jealous.
"This Hongyun is so lucky." An ancestor said in a sour tone.