A wave of fear surged into his heart, and Taiyi's whole body suddenly stood up with chills, as if he was in a life-or-death crisis.
A cool breeze blew above the head, and the huge space crack blade fell vertically, Taiyi was unable to avoid it.
"Okay. The sermon has begun, everyone, come in." A soft voice sounded, and Dijiang's space cracking blade instantly dissipated.
"Boom!"
At the same time as Daozu Hongjun's voice sounded, the huge door of Zixiao Palace slowly opened.
"Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for your mercy!" A group of ancient powerful men thanked them in unison, and then transformed into divine light bee pupae and rushed into the Zixiao Palace.
"Hongjun!" Looking at the powerful people entering the Zixiao Palace, Di Jiang's heart was full of secret anger and gloom. He had hidden his mid-stage quasi-sage cultivation for tens of thousands of years just to produce miraculous effects at the critical moment.
Di Jiang was sure that one strike would definitely kill Taiyi on the spot, but Hongjun was able to resolve it with an understatement.
"Holy Saint? Humph!" Di Jiang snorted in his heart, becoming even more afraid of Hongjun.
"Brother." Gonggong Zhurong and other ancestral wizards came to Di Jiang and said in a deep voice.
"Let's go in." Di Jiang looked at everyone and said directly.
When Di Jiang and others walked into the Zixiao Palace, the entire hall was already filled with a group of powerful people. Sitting on the six futons in the front were clearly Zixiao Palace. The first one was the six people occupying the futons, and the second one was sitting on the futons.
The first to sit upright are Dijun Taiyi, Kunpeng, Hongyun Zhen Yuanzi and other top quasi-sages in the ancient world. The next ones are the monks who have just entered the quasi-sage. As for the Daluo Jinxian monks, they are not qualified to sit cross-legged here at all, so they can only do so now
The end of the temple is quietly waiting for the saint to preach.
Although they were the last to enter the Zixiao Palace, and there was no place to stand in the temple, this was not a problem at all for Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches. In the prehistoric world, the strong were respected, and Di Jiang and the others directly
The people in the original seats pushed aside and walked to the front row of the temple in a swagger.
"You!" The monk who was forcibly pushed away was furious. He was about to explode but was held tightly by his friend beside him.
"Fellow Taoist, calm down! Calm down! That's the ancestral witch! We can't afford to offend him."
"Hmph! Isn't this ancestral witch incapable of cultivating the Dao of the Soul? Why did he come to Zixiao Palace? It's such a waste of natural resources!" A group of monks who suppressed their anger cursed in their hearts.
Di Jiang and others did not care at all about the curses in the hearts of the monks behind them. After all, the dragon never cared about what the ants thought. The ancestor witches directly pulled the quasi-holy monk in the third row down, and Di Jiang, who was sitting in the second row,
Jun waits behind the demon clan.
"You! Di Jiang! Why do you come to Zixiao Palace if you wait for the ancestral witch to not cultivate his soul? Please return my seat quickly!" A powerful early-stage quasi-sage who was pulled out of his seat shouted angrily.
"Pa!"
A clear voice sounded, and Zhu Rong, who was filled with anger, slapped the quasi-sage on the face and knocked him to the ground.
Zhu Rong looked down with disdain and said: "If you keep talking too much, I will take you out."
The quasi-sage said: "You!"
Taiqing Laozi: "..."
In the end, under the majesty of the ancestral witches, the quasi-sage gave in, nodded and silently threw down the peak Daluo Golden Immortal monk next to him, and sat down.
Seeing the fate of those who resisted, other quasi-sages who were also pulled down from their seats also drove away the monks behind them who had lower cultivation levels than themselves, and sat down quietly behind Di Jiang and others, saying nothing, and saying how they cursed in their hearts.
However, Di Jiang and others are unknown.
"Brother, those Wu tribe barbarians are actually sitting behind me!" Taiyi said in a deep voice through Di Jun.
At this time, Di Jun also frowned slightly. He originally wanted to unite with the quasi-sage cultivator behind him to drive away the ancestral witch, but he did not expect that the other party would give in so quickly, and even Di Jiang and others made trouble, Dao Zu Hongjun did not say anything to stop them.
It only proves that Hongjun acquiesced.
"Just be careful." Di Jun looked at Kun Peng, who was also in the second row not far away, and saw that the latter's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't see the ancestral witch and others behind him, and thought of Taiyi fighting the ancestral witch alone just now
, Kunpeng was watching the battle from a distance and did not help, and Di Jun couldn't help but feel even more dissatisfied. But in the saint's dojo, no matter how dissatisfied he was, Di Jun couldn't do anything.
"Okay, brother." Taiyi said. After all, Daozu's sermon this time is a major matter for the demon clan, and there is no room for error.
"Dang!"
Not long after a group of ancestral witches were seated, a distant bell rang deep in the Zixiao Palace. Two handsome Taoist boys walked out and said in unison: "The Taoist has given orders, and the sermon begins."
The next moment, everyone was surprised to find that an old man with white hair had appeared on the cloud bed in the main hall at some point, his eyes slightly closed.
Especially the group of quasi-sage powerful people sitting at the front were even more surprised. Although they could see Dao Zu sitting on the cloud bed with the naked eye, they could not feel the slightest breath of him. If they hadn't seen him, they wouldn't have been able to detect him by perception alone.
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"This sermon is the second sermon after the poor Taoist enlightenment. The same sermon is thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty-three years old. All living beings are sitting here. This sermon is about the Tao of Quasi-Sages."
"There is a mixture of things, born in advance of heaven and earth, lonely and lonely, independent and unchanging, moving around without slackness, which can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, and it is called Tao. The Tao covers all things in the world..." p>
"Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; name can be named, but it is not named. Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, there is name, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire to observe its wonders, and there is always desire to observe its pleasures. These two are the same
They have different names, but they are all called mysterious. The mysterious is mysterious again, and it is the door to all wonders..."
Hongjun's holy mouth opened slightly, and a sentence of the most important principles of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth came out. Above his head, a huge jade dish hung out, scattering thousands of breaths of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. As Hongjun began to preach, countless heavens and earth appeared in the Zixiao Palace.
The spiritual energy turned into a whirlpool and spewed out. During the movement of the spiritual energy, a series of golden bridges and silver lights and other spiritual energy visions emerged. The avenue of heaven and earth merged into the spiritual energy and turned into golden lotuses falling. They randomly fell into the bodies of a group of ancient monks, making the monks powerful.
Constant ups and downs.
However, the golden lotus flowers seemed to be pulled away, and none of them fell into the hands of Di Jiang and other ancestral witches.
"Sure enough, Hongjun's preaching simply avoids our Wu Clan." Di Jiang and others frowned.
Di Jiang and others looked at each other, and they suddenly understood. They gathered around Di Jun and other demon clans, and slowly released their own aura.
"Damn it!" Di Jun Taiyi and his two men, who had just refined a golden lotus flower and made some progress in their own laws, were about to continue refining when they were awakened by the aura of Di Jiang and others. They thought that Di Jiang and others
He wanted to sneak attack on himself, but he found that at some point a group of ancestral witches had surrounded him and others. It can be said that as long as the other party wanted to attack, they could sneak attack on him and others.
"Brother." Taiyi suppressed his anger and looked at Di Jun and asked.