As Duke Dongwang sat down, people arrived in the palace one after another, and soon Emperor Juntaiyi, two people, and the two moon gods also arrived.
Seeing Dong Wanggong sitting there, Taiyi's eyes turned cold, and he felt hatred in his heart, but he did not dare to break out in the Zixiao Palace. In addition, due to the disgraceful face that Dong Wanggong had just punished, Taiyi was actually a little wary and did not dare to start a fight easily.
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Naturally, Duke Dong Wang would not take the initiative to tease Tai Yi. He had plenty of opportunities to deal with him. There was no need to provoke a dispute in such an obviously inappropriate occasion and offend Dao Zu and all the great gods for no reason.
As the number of great gods increased, the empty hall was gradually filled up. Except for the more than one hundred Luo Jinxian at the head, the rest were basically Taiyi Golden Immortal and monks from the Golden Immortal Realm.
After all, not long after the world was opened, the older generation of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn tribes retired, and the new generation had not yet grown up. Such strength was already very powerful compared to the early days of the Long-Han Tribulation.
Prince Dong and his generation are the first batch of innate saints in the true sense of the world. Before that, whether it was the great catastrophe of the ferocious beasts or the great catastrophe of the Dragon-Han Dynasty, their essence was to clean up the remaining power of the Chaos Demon God. Only a very small part was the prehistoric one.
Born from the origin of heaven and earth.
Therefore, Duke Dong and his generation are the most powerful and blessed generation since Hongmeng opened up until the end of the world. They are like the biological sons of the ancient world. The creatures born after them are either not biological, or they are separated generations.
, how can you compare with them?
In the original time and space, no matter how the heaven and earth evolved, or how prosperous the cultivation of later generations was, the ones who held the power of the heaven and earth were always the first batch of creatures. They firmly controlled the general trend of the world and were the real protagonists from the beginning to the end. No matter what else they were.
Liches and humans are just the protagonists on the surface, but in fact they have never enjoyed the treatment of the protagonists.
Duke Dong Wang sighed in his heart, his birth in this life was indeed good, he could be said to be a standard second generation. If he traveled through time and was born into a little monster, or was born a calamity later, he wanted to become the supreme chess player who controls his own destiny.
It can be said to be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
I was thinking in my heart, and saw that the three thousand people in the hall were about to be filled. At this time, two Taoists suddenly rushed in from outside the hall. The two were led by a Taoist with a painful face, exuding fraternity and compassion.
His face had a withered yellow color, and his eyes had both a desire for salvation and a sharpness.
Dongwang Gong's heart moved, and he immediately understood that these two people were the two Western powerful men who were invited to lead. They didn't come in until the end, which showed that Daozu had also gone through a lot of struggle.
This may be the last bit of selfishness of Taoist Hongjun. In addition, he has always been working silently for the development of the ancient world and hundreds of millions of living beings.
It also makes up for the lack of heaven and the incompleteness of the world.
Such a selfless, philanthropic, and well-educated senior master is indeed worthy of the honorable position of Master of All Saints. Prince Dong asked himself that under the same circumstances, he would not be able to achieve the level of Taoist Hongjun, so
He also truly respects and admires Patriarch Hongjun.
Prince Dong was sitting there watching the show. When Zhunti saw that the hall was full of people, especially the six futons in front of him, there were no empty seats, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.
I don’t know whether he really felt it or was acting deliberately, but Zhunti burst into tears on the spot: “Brother, my senior brother has gone through a lot of hardships to get here. I thought I could accept the teachings of my predecessors and help all sentient beings.
But now there are no seats in the hall, and I can't listen to the teachings of my seniors, so I might as well die." After saying that, he actually hit the big pillar in the hall.
Patriarch Hongyun, who was sitting next to him on the sixth futon, hurriedly stepped forward to grab Zhunti and persuaded: "Fellow Taoist, it's just a seat, why is it like this? If you like it, Pindao will give you this seat.
Yes, we are listening to sermons anyway, so it doesn’t matter where we sit?”
Zhunti was startled, but he didn't expect that someone would actually give up his seat. He said, "In that case, I'd like to thank you fellow Taoist." After saying that, he sat down directly in Patriarch Hongyun's seat.
Ancestor Hongyun shook his head indifferently and went straight to sit on the open space on the side, completely ignoring the glances from his friend Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal.
After Zhunti sat down, he looked around and saw that he was sitting and his senior brother was standing there to greet him. He felt sorry for himself. He originally wanted to give up his seat to him, but halfway through, he saw that among the five people sitting on his left, only Mr. Kunpeng was the one.
Zu was alone with no outside help. He rolled his eyes and said: "Fellow Taoist, my senior brother has worked hard for coming from afar. Can you please let my senior brother sit down for a rest first, and then return the seat to me after the sermon begins?"
Fellow."
Ancestor Kunpeng glared with blue eyes and snorted coldly: "Your senior brother has worked hard, isn't it my ancestor who has worked hard? Your senior brother deceived one position and it was not enough, and you want to deceive the second one?"
Zhunti pretended to be furious and took the opportunity to get angry and said: "Why do fellow Taoists say this? This seat was voluntarily given up by fellow Taoist Hongyun to Pindao, but fellow Taoist said it was cheated by Pindao. This is clearly an insult.
I, two brothers, hope that fellow Taoist monks will give up their seats to my senior brother as an apology, otherwise I will not blame my senior brother for being rude."
Kunpeng was furious and said sullenly: "It seems that you think that my ancestor is easy to bully, so you are not good at literature and want to be a martial artist. You openly and secretly faced the futon that my ancestor sat on."
The crowd of listeners behind them had nothing to do with themselves and just watched the excitement. Even those who had not been able to compete with Kunpeng just now felt very happy when they saw the Kunpeng ancestor being targeted. In the spirit of "I can't get you", I can't even think about it.
After getting the idea, he started to boo loudly, yelling at Kunpeng Ancestor to give up his seat to apologize.
Di Jun and Donghuang Tai looked at each other. Although they were not sure what the mystery of those six futons was, they couldn't even sit on their own brothers, but Kunpeng was sitting on them openly. How could he bear it?
What if this futon really has a mysterious opportunity? After Kunpeng gets it, wouldn't it increase his strength greatly, threaten his brother's position in the demon clan, and hinder his brother's unification of the demon clan?
Donghuang Taiyi said: "Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, it is indeed your fault in this matter. This Taoist talks to you kindly, how can you say something out of thin air and accuse someone of his innocence out of thin air?"
Patriarch Hongyun intervened at the right moment: "Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, this seat was indeed given to this fellow Taoist by my own will. It was not that this fellow Taoist deceived me. I hope fellow Taoist Kunpeng will not tell lies with his eyes open."
"You, you guys..." Kunpeng's heart was filled with rage. Seeing the angry crowd behind him, more and more people were being led to join in the crusade against him. He suddenly felt a huge amount of pressure, as if his seat was on fire, and he could no longer sit still.
He glared at Donghuang Taiyi and Hongyun Patriarch hatefully, stood up and sat in the back.
Zhunti bowed his head, thanked Patriarch Hongyun and other supportive people, and happily pulled Jie Yin onto the futon. Jie Yin sighed and sat cross-legged on the futon, feeling that everything was going to happen as it happened.
As he sat down, the Zixiao Palace's three thousand guests were full, and the door slowly closed. Haotian boy appeared in front of the cloud bed and shouted: "Quiet. The master is coming soon."
As expected, everyone did not dare to speak anymore, and they all waited silently for Dao Ancestor to arrive.
After a while, Patriarch Hongjun appeared naturally on the cloud bed. Although he appeared suddenly, it did not make everyone feel awkward at all, as if he should have been sitting there.
Patriarch Hongjun glanced at the three thousand Hongchen guests below, let out an inaudible sigh, and said: "You will sit in your current position from now on, and you cannot change it without authorization."
Everyone didn't know why, but they still said respectfully, "Follow the decree of the Taoist ancestors."
Ancestor Hongjun nodded and began to preach the Tao to himself: "What Pindao is talking about is the Immortal Tao created by himself. The lowest level of the Immortal Tao is called Earth Immortal, and the ones above are Heavenly Immortal, Xuan Immortal, Golden Immortal, and Taiyi.
Golden Immortal, Daluo Golden Immortal, and the realms above Daluo. However, this time I will talk about the path from earthly immortal to Daluo consummation. Next time I will talk about the great road above Daluo."
After everyone listened to their ancestor's classification of cultivation strength, they began to silently respond to their own realm.
Patriarch Hongjun ignored the crowd and continued: "The Earth Immortal is a real person who knows everything. He is also a yang god. A little bit of true yang can turn the whole body into yin, and the mind can wander under the sun. But this realm is the beginning of the immortal path.
You have to go through three disasters and nine disasters. Every five hundred years, you will be struck by thunder from the sky, scorched by dark fire, and extinguished by the wind.
"The lifespan of a heavenly immortal is as long as that of heaven, and he is also the superior vehicle among immortals. The yin and yang of the Yuan Shen are integrated into one, and their achievements are accomplished in the three vehicles. Their traces are beyond the three vehicles. They are not bound by the law or the mud of Tao. They have their own existence in heaven and earth.
With great merit, those with great virtues in the present and ancient times can become immortals. However, although immortals can live forever, they have to go through five tribulations of decline of heaven and humans every one yuan. They can survive another 129,600 years of freedom, but they cannot survive the same physical death.
The Tao disappears.”
"Xuanxian, the immortal true spirit is born from the soul, and he is truly immortal and free. If you have merit and virtue, you will have no disasters, no disasters, and endless life."
"The Golden Immortal has an immortal spirit. He is in a desperate situation, and his body can be destroyed. He can live forever, return to the original infinity, and achieve the ultimate perfection."
"The Taiyi Golden Immortal refines the five qi in his chest, and when the five qi move toward the Yuan and bloom the three flowers of essence, energy, and spirit, he becomes the Da Luo Jin Immortal. The Da Luo Jin Immortal transcends the long river of destiny, and is eternal in all time and space. He is immortal and has no trace of his good deeds.
, shining in the clear and pure realm of nothingness, able to rise and fall, change at will, and be rounded at will, which is the end of the immortal path."