Chapter 552 Chen Nianzhi’s Preaching

Lu Wenyuan followed his ancestor. He was very excited along the way, but when he entered the Qinglianzhou Dojo, he couldn't help but look cautious.

A foundation-building monk like him was considered a high-ranking figure in Tianyuan State in the past. Except for the Zifu ancestors of the Zifu Immortal Clan, everyone who met him had to respect him.

But when they arrived here, they were completely ignored by everyone. Foundation-building monks could be seen everywhere in Qinglian Continent.

Even the ancestors of Zi Mansion, who were always aloof in the past, carefully restrained their momentum when they arrived here, for fear of hurting every plant and tree here.

An old man and a young man went to the main hall of the ashram to sign up, each took out a nameplate, and then waited quietly for the opening day of the preaching conference.

Early that morning, when the day of the sermon finally arrived, Lu Wenyuan arrived at the Qinglianzhou Dojo holding the nameplate.

The Qinglianzhou Dojo was located in the center of the lake. Lu Wenyuan raised his head and looked over, and found that the stone platforms resembling lotus flowers were located on the lake surface, and there was a spiritual light hidden in them.

With just a cursory glance, he discovered that there were eighteen thousand stone platforms, and a large number of monks had already found their seats with nameplates.

"How come there are so many people?"

Lu Wenyuan took a breath of cold air. Tianyuan County is one of the thirty-six counties of Chen Kingdom, but together with the Zifu Immortal Clan, there are only more than a hundred foundation builders.

There are only a few thousand foundation-building monks in the entire Chen Kingdom, leaving aside the Chen Clan's Immortal Clan, but now there are tens of thousands of them, far exceeding their expectations.

The ancestor of the Lu family also looked extremely cautious. He shook his head and said, "I heard that this time, not only the monks from our Chen country took action, but also a large number of monks from Yan, Ling, Yan, Chu, Qi and other countries came."

"It is said that even the farthest Wei State in Jizhou and even the vast sea have a large number of monks arriving in teleportation arrays. And among the Chen Clan alone, there are thousands of foundation-building monks."

Lu Wenyuan was deeply shocked again when he heard this, and then he understood the terrifying influence of Nascent Soul Dao Lord.

In fact, Chen Nianzhi was surprised by the number of people who signed up this time, because only less than 3,000 people attended each time Zhenjun Haoran preached in the Tianji Mountains.

But if you think about it carefully, this is also common sense. After all, the Tianji Mountains are sparsely populated, and the countries in the Jizhou Immortal Cultivation World are now connected by teleportation arrays, not to mention that there are also a large number of monks from the Vast Sea Cultivation World.

The ancestor of the Lu family saw Lu Wenyuan's expression and smiled again: "True Lord, this is such a precious opportunity. Monks from all over the world will naturally flock here."

"You must listen carefully. If you have a little understanding, it will benefit you for life."

"Wen Yuan understands."

Lu Wenyuan nodded. After taking a deep breath, he said to his ancestor: "I will sit down and wait for the sermon to begin."

"Let's go."

Lu Wenyuan walked forward with the sign in hand, and soon found his position.

After taking his seat, he found that his position was extremely forward, and he was already at the forefront of the foundation-building monks.

Further ahead are the 1,200 Zifu seats, and in the more than 100 seats at the front are sitting cross-legged ancestors of Jindan who were previously unattainable.

He took a deep breath to suppress his nervousness, and then he found a young man next to him smiling and cupping his hand.

"My Excellency, Chen Fusu, has met fellow Taoist."

Lu Wenyuan's expression was shocked, and he felt that the aura of the man in front of him was unfathomable, and he quickly raised his hands and said: "I'm Lu Wenyuan, I have met Daoist Fellow Chen."

Chen Fusu smiled slightly, and then said: "Fellow Taoist, you are very handsome. I wonder where you are from?"

"I am a descendant of the Lu family in Tianyuan County." Lu Wenyuan looked a little nervous and said with a red face: "My Taoist surname is Chen, could it be..."

Chen Fusu smiled and then said: "Don't be nervous. Since you can sit in the first row, you must be superior. Let's just discuss it as equals."

Lu Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then asked: "Why did fellow Taoist say this?"

"Let me introduce it to you and you will understand."

As Chen Fusu spoke, he casually raised his finger and pointed at the few monks beside him, and then said: "The person on your left is named Cheng Xinan. He is the proud son of Heaven with alien spiritual roots. His father, Qingci Sanren, is a ninth-level golden elixir master." Yes, we are not far from the realm of the true king."

"The girl in green clothes is named Meng Ruyan. She is the first genius in the history of the Meng Clan. She is a monk with water spirit roots. She has been accepted as a direct disciple by Patriarch Lin of the Tianxu Sect."

"The old monk in gray robe is named Chen Zuxuan. Although he looks old, he is actually a monk with four spiritual roots. He can build the foundation by himself at the age of sixty-three, which can be regarded as the creation of our Chen Clan. A first of its kind.”

Chen Fusu eloquently recounted many treasures from his family, and Lu Wenyuan was deeply shocked by every name he mentioned.

After a long time, Lu Wenyuan raised his hands to Chen Fusu and asked, "Fellow Taoist, you must have something special."

Chen Fusu smiled, and then said: "You and I are not much different in age. If you can join this group in the future, you can become a confidant, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Although I am a monk with three spiritual roots, I have a three-yuan Taoist body, and I am the leader of the Chen clan's Fuxi generation."

"Tao body..."

Lu Wenyuan's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but bow down and said: "My fellow Taoist is extremely talented. I only have the qualifications to build a foundation on my own. I'm afraid I'm far inferior to you. I'm disrespectful."

"You and I are side by side, I'm afraid it's more than that." Chen Fusu smiled and shook his head, and then said calmly: "I, the Chen family, are in charge of the vast sea and the Chen country, and I will secretly take care of anyone with good talents in the territory."

"So you don't have to worry. I, the Chen family, have my own tolerance for others. Nowadays, most of the talented people in Jizhou have received favors from my Chen family."

Lu Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered: "I have indeed had abnormal physical condition since childhood, but I have little knowledge and no background, so naturally I dare not expose it rashly."

Chen Fusu smiled and said with a somewhat respectful look: "My ancestor of the Chen family is powerful in the world. I have always hated evil and dealt with justice."

"You have extraordinary talents. You might even be able to catch the eye of an ancestor of my Chen family and join his disciples to practice."

Lu Wenyuan listened quietly, feeling uneasy in his heart, but also felt that an opportunity was coming.

Several Foundation-Building Talents sat together and communicated through sound transmission, and a small circle of contacts was formed.

Time passed by in such a hurry, until an hour later, the monks who came to listen to the sermon finally arrived, and there was finally movement at the core of the Dao Discussion Conference.

I saw a spiritual light falling from the sky, faint green light gathered, and turned into a blue lotus platform that was more than ten feet long. On the green lotus platform, a figure in white as snow sat cross-legged.

"Immortal?"

Lu Wenyuan looked up at the man and felt that the man had an unparalleled handsome appearance. His white clothes were woven like immortal energy, exuding an almost immortal light.