Ancestor Hongjun's voice was calm, his tone was gentle, and every line of Taoist maxims spewed out of his mouth. His direct words were so direct that flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and he could make an iron man enlighten and make a stubborn man nod his head.
The great gods below were all concentrating, trying hard to understand and digest every word spoken by Patriarch Hongjun, and then corresponding with their own Tao to learn from each other's strengths and form the most suitable way of cultivation for the current world.
Ancestor Hongjun preached from the Earth Immortal to the Golden Immortal, and from the Golden Immortal to the Great Luo. A group of top innate saints such as Dong Wanggong suddenly became energetic. Although the sermons at lower realms were also very helpful and enlightening for them, After all, the effect is limited and enlightenment cannot be obtained directly.
At this level, the powerful masters of the Golden Immortal and Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm behind them are no longer able to understand, and they can only accept the indoctrination as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
Listening to the Tao is different from listening to a lecture. Once you understand it, you are enlightened. It is like enlightenment and sudden enlightenment. If you cannot understand the essence of the Tao, it will be like two worlds. The sound of the Tao will disappear once it passes your ears, without even a ripple appearing. , it is even less possible to memorize by rote.
Tao can be Tao but is not Tao. Tao is everywhere, elusive and indescribable. Without the corresponding realm, it is impossible to capture the traces of Tao, and naturally there is no record.
Only the more than one hundred powerful people in the Luojin Fairyland in the front row listened intoxicatedly, with various expressions on their faces, including those who were crazy and returning to their original nature; some who wept with joy, and shed tears in the great joy; and some with angry Vajra eyes. , majestic and solemn; more peaceful and comfortable, with a compassionate look...
The minds of the gods were silent in the motto of the great road, and the three flowers bloomed naturally on the top. The clouds, the light, and the lotus flowers complemented each other, interpreting the three thousand great roads in the Zixiao Palace.
But I saw that the Zixiao Palace was full of strange phenomena, with endless auspicious glow, smallpox scattered like rain, golden lotus surging like waves, turning into white elephants, lions, peacocks, and parrots in the west, and a whirling pure land looming, with eight The Hundred Merit River divides into 84,000 tributaries and surrounds Mount Sumeru.
In the east, the shapes of green dragon, white tiger, basalt, and red bird evolved, all of which together guard a lotus flower that emits green light. The lotus flower is also surrounded by three treasures in the shape of "pin", a fly whisk, a wishful thinking, and a sword floating up and down, as if at a moment's notice. Above the lotus petals are Three thousand clear lights soar into the sky, illuminating the heavens and the universe. Wherever there are living beings, there will be clear lights permeating the air, showing the aura of supreme prosperity.
The golden lotus, smallpox, and colorful clouds evolved into the unicorn, flying fish, and bullfighting elephants in the south. A purple jade ruler exuding the power of tearing through chaos stirred up the clear turbidity and turned into a mighty long river of purple energy connecting the sky and the earth. There is a vague fire of humanity swimming in the river, and the sound of reciting beautiful chapters shakes the mountains and rivers.
The long river of purple air in the south, the three treasures of the green lotus in the east, and the whirling world in the west stand in a tripod, jointly suppressing the ancient universe and evolving boundless phenomena.
The resonance of the three thousand avenues is the first sermon given by a saint since the beginning of the world. He teaches without distinction, preaches to all living beings, guides the three thousand sons of heaven and earth to the right path, and opens up the era of immortality that runs through the beginning of time.
This meritorious deed is immeasurable, second only to the creation of the heaven and the earth. It stirs up the long river of time, reveals the vast and unpredictable scenery, plays out the phenomena of the past and the future, and glimpses the secrets of the ancient world.
Ancestor Hongjun's eyes seemed to be open and closed, his lips opened and closed, and the boundless vision was even more magnificent and infinite, mysterious and unpredictable under the manifestation of the Tao sound. However, the ancestor seemed unaware and just preached.
The three thousand guests in the hall were immersed in the Tao. The Tao fruits on their heads were spinning, the Tao flowers were blooming and closing, and they were in harmony with the Tao. In the sea of consciousness in their eyes, there was only the diffuse rhyme of the Tao and the manifested mottos. It was as if the six senses had been lost, and there was nothing else but the Tao.
Objects, unable to see the slightest bit of anything in the outside world.
There are countless creatures in the wild, and those who have no chance to hear the message in Zixiao Palace can hardly catch a glimpse of it. They only know that the avenue is roaring, the rain is colorful, the sky and the earth are shining with rays of light on the mountains and rivers, and the eight-note fairy music resounds throughout the sky, but they don’t know what is happening.
I can vaguely feel that it is related to the lectures in Zixiao Palace.
Prince Dong was immersed in the great principles taught by ancestor Hongjun, especially the mysteries of Daluo Realm, which made him gain a lot.
Even if the Tao is at the same level, its mysteries are very different in the eyes of people in different realms. This is called the undetermined law. As a rare great god in the late Daluo period, Dongwanggong can be said to have understood the Tao of the Daluo realm.
It is very thorough, but Patriarch Hongjun has cultivated the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, and the Dao in the Da Luo realm has no secrets in his eyes. A simple sentence can describe the simplicity and mystery of the Dao.
The Tai Chi Diagram in the Sea of Consciousness of the East Prince transformed into two yin and yang fishes, connected head to tail, evolving into the image of clear and turbid rites. The Jingyang Bell emits the sound of the great road, and the true meaning of pure yang rises from the true spirit, conveying his understanding
The power was raised to the limit, surpassing any great power in the temple. Another huge mass of merit formed a colorful golden wheel of merit, appearing behind the head, showing a solemn appearance.
The three flowers above his head rotated alternately, and the lead flowers, silver flowers, and gold flowers transformed by the spirit and energy bloomed and gradually intertwined and merged together.
In the center of the three flowers, a gleaming orb rises from the suffocating glow. The three colors flow and the light shines. A little spiritual light is too weak, reflecting a Xuanxuan fruit, jumping out of the long river of destiny.
The fruit of Taoism appearing in the East Prince and the fruit of energy and spirit produced by Sanhua are like two magnets attracting each other, blending into one without any barrier. A five-color light flows, exuding perfection, immortality, and freedom.
Luo Daoguo reappeared and descended from the Dongwanggong Niwan.
A sense of perfection arose in Duke Dong's heart, and his mind became clear. It was as if he had taken a big step closer to the great road to heaven. In an instant, a surge of great joy rose up in his heart, causing him to wake up from his addiction.
The moment he opened his eyes, Taoist Hongjun finished speaking the last word and remained silent. The visions between heaven and earth dissipated and peace gradually returned.
All the great gods suddenly felt as if they were lost, and their hearts were filled with indescribable sadness and joy. There was the joy of hearing the Tao in the morning and dying in the evening, and the regret that the charm of the Tao had disappeared and the proverbs were no longer there.
Seeing that all the three thousand guests in the palace had returned to normal, Patriarch Hongjun said slowly: "This sermon lasted for three thousand years. The time has come. You can leave. Ten thousand years later, the poor Taoist will once again preach on Daluo.
Regarding the method of cultivation, you can come back if you are interested."
Everyone stood up, bowed and said: "The Taoist ancestor is merciful, and my disciples are resigning."
Ancestor Hongjun waved his fly whisk and disappeared on the cloud bed. The two boys, Haotian and Yaochi, opened the door and sent the great gods off at once.
The Duke of the East and the Queen Mother of the West walked side by side, followed by four people including Qingtong Jun, Jin Hongshi, Ji Meng, and Yingzhao, as well as Madam Ziguang, Fuxi, Nuwa, Sanqing and other close friends walking in front, back and left, making a grand journey.
Swinging out of Zixiao Palace.
Haotian boy's face was full of envy, hoping that one day he would be able to be surrounded by people like this and enjoy endless glory.
Although he is a boy under the sage, he is just a servant after all. Compared with these innate gods who are born from heaven and earth, he is really insignificant. Although everyone is not rude to him, he knows very well that those who really put him in their eyes are
Not many.
A group of innate gods walked down the 3,000 steps, turned around in the chaos, and unknowingly returned to the ancient world. Prince Dong asked Yuanshi Tianzun for a pot of three-light divine water. He originally wanted to give Ji Meng Ye Ying two people.
Healing their wounds, they did not expect that their two injuries would have naturally healed long ago when the three thousand avenues were manifested in the Zixiao Palace.
Prince Dong gave the Three Lights Divine Water to the Queen Mother of the West and asked her to take it back and plant a peach tree to help her completely refine the spiritual root as soon as possible.
After the gods returned to the ancient world, they dispersed and left in twos and threes. Prince Dong also said goodbye to the Queen Mother of the West, Madam Ziguang and others, and then the group returned directly to Zifu Continent.