Not only at the foot of Qinglian Daotai Mountain, the monks who couldn't get in were verbally abusive and taunting, but there were also many troublemakers on Qinglian Daotai Mountain.
You don't need to think about it to know that these people have some inexplicable connection with the Tiandao Alliance.
"Where is the Taoist Patriarch? If he hasn't come out to preach yet, doesn't it mean ten years?" In the square of Qinglian Taotai Mountain, a monk who was covered in tendons and cultivated his physical body let out a loud shout.
Someone immediately came out and echoed: "Yes, Qinglian Taoist. I think he is just pretending. He doesn't care about his identity and dares to preach after Saint Hongjun."
The two seemed to have premeditated the situation, sneered constantly, and even wanted to encourage others to cause trouble together.
The monk with a fleshy body pulled an old Taoist from Honghuang next to him: "You don't know, a hundred years after Taoist Hongjun preached, some people got insights and made breakthroughs on the spot. Five hundred years later, even more so
There is the Great Luo Jinxian, and the true meaning of the law turns into a torrent, breaking the mirror and entering the quasi-sage."
"In a thousand years, many monks have benefited a lot. The auspicious colors descended from the sky and traveled fifty thousand miles away." The person next to him also spoke.
It seems that he wants to bewitch the old Taoist in front of him and make trouble with him.
Unexpectedly, this old Taoist was unmoved. He shook his head and said with a smile: "You are still too young. He was the one who saved Luo during the chaos. Without him, whether you would have been born is a question."
"How can it be?"
The two people were stunned. They didn't expect that the preacher had such a big background?
Back then, when Luo controlled the ancient times, was it this guy who did it?
This old man...
Isn't it also a stooge?
Thinking of what had been arranged by the Tiandao Alliance, their eyes flashed and they shouted angrily: "Okay, old man, are you arranged by the Qinglian Taoist to say good things? We won't believe it."
After saying that, he turned around and went to bewitch other people. After a while, he pulled over twenty people and sneered on the side.
In the main hall, Ming He was furious when he saw this scene and said: "Master, these people are so abominable. They are obviously here to cause trouble. Let my disciples drive them down the mountain."
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush out angrily to show these people some color, but was stopped by Wang Shuo.
"Don't worry, I have my own plan." Wang Shuo sneered, looked at the time, and saw that it was almost there, so he asked: "Styx, you Asura clan, are you coming soon?"
Speaking of the Asura clan, Luo's face turned red: "Master, the Asura clan is here, but a large part of them were blocked by the formation. They were afraid of being embarrassed, so I asked them to go back first."
"A part of it was blocked outside?" Wang Shuo was also stunned, thinking to himself that this Styx River is really honest, why not just put it up? Will his subordinates still have to test it?
Shaking his head, he looked at Kunpeng again and asked, "Where are your demon clan's men?"
"This...only more than ten people came up..." Kunpeng also blushed, lowering his head and not daring to look at Wang Shuo.
Wang Shuo was also speechless for these two disciples who were not flexible at all.
But he didn't say anything. Since they had set their own rules and would not go beyond them, Wang Shuo couldn't let them destroy the Great Wall, right?
"Okay, where are Zhunti and Jieyin? How are the people from the West they brought here doing?"
"Master...he's here, he's here."
During this time, Zhunti, Jie Yin, Kunpeng, Hongyun and others all joined Daoshan and became part of Qinglian Daotai Mountain. Everyone and Ming He also became brothers.
Zhunti ran over first, followed by more than thirty Western monks, smiling happily.
The cultivation of these people is uneven, and it is obvious that Zhunti deliberately put them here through the back door.
As a result, when Ming He saw it, he became furious: "Zhunti, what's wrong with you? Most of these people are Golden Immortals, not even Taiyi Golden Immortals. How can such people survive the Grand Formation?"
Zhunti's face turned red and he defended: "Maybe it's because of his extraordinary willpower or outstanding performance in other aspects that he passed the test?"
"How is that possible? Don't lie to me, otherwise senior brother will teach you how to behave today." Ming He shouted angrily and meticulously.
Zhunti opened his mouth, but he could only reluctantly lead the people down and let them officially climb the mountain. This time, only five people were able to come up.
Later, Jie Yin also arrived. Taking advantage of Zhunti's previous experience, Jie Yin cleverly asked people to rush into the formation and did not continue to use the back door.
In the end, there was only one more person than Zhunti who could come up.
Seeing that the time was almost up and everyone was coming up, Wang Shuo said: "Give us the order to go down and let everyone enter the hall, and the sermon will begin."
"yes!"
A group of people rushed out and shouted: "Today, Master will give a lecture at Qinglian Daotai Mountain. Anyone who reaches the top of the mountain can enter the main hall to listen to the lecture."
Afterwards, they returned to the palace and sat down in their seats.
Other people who came in looked at the seats in front and saw that people had already been assigned to them, so they could only happily sit in the second and third rows.
Those who come in late can only do four rows, five rows, or even six rows...
A total of more than 5,000 people came in. Those who didn't have jade balls found a place to sit down in the corner of the hall.
Just when everyone was getting ready, an untimely voice resounded through the hall.
"What the hell is this? You're preaching, you're preaching, you don't even have a seat, what's the point of preaching?" It was the man with tendons all over again, snorted coldly, and stood up.
It turned out that these people came in late and the jade ball was gone, so they had to find an open space nearby and sit down to listen to the lecture.
However, the open space is the farthest from the Taoist platform. Everyone knows that the further away, the less benefits you will get.
Who doesn't know that after the first two sermons of Saint Hongjun, six people on the jade balls in front made rapid progress and directly entered the ranks of beheading corpses?
In addition, he was here to cause trouble, so how could he let go of this opportunity?
He quickly shouted: "Fellow Taoists who came in behind, what does this kind of Tao mean? It is said that Qinglian Taoist is only at the pinnacle of quasi-sage cultivation and cannot even behead corpses. Saint Hongjun sat down
Several of my disciples have reached the stage of beheading three corpses, and are only a little bit short of attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint. This Qinglian Taoist is not even as good as one of his disciples, how can he still preach?"
"That's right! Looking at the situation, there are quite a few quasi-sage masters. A group of quasi-sages came to listen to a quasi-sage of the same level preaching. Don't you think it's funny?"
The shouting became louder and louder. Many people subconsciously groaned when they heard this and looked at Wang Shuo on the platform.
This aura is indeed just the pinnacle of quasi-sage.
And many of the people present were about to behead their corpses, but they were listening to a sermon from a person who was weaker than themselves. This indeed felt a bit ridiculous.
Even if this person is the number one person in history...