Chapter 225: Second Sermon, the Saint's Opportunity Comes

As soon as Qi and others entered the chaos, they felt the location of Zixiao Palace in their hearts. They brushed away the storm of chaos and opened a path, and the five of them went straight away.

When we left the palace, the Three Purities had arrived, and there were many gods there. Three of the six futons had been removed, and the rest were empty and no one was involved.

In the chaos, there was no time to count. It was not until the prayer platform in the main hall was still empty and Hongjun had not returned yet that he began to calculate the time. Seeing that it was still a thousand years before the lecture started, he found a place to sit quietly and wait.

Not long after, a breeze came through the hall and landed beside Nuwa. The person who came was none other than Kunpeng. He looked around and saw that Qi, Dijun and others were there. He immediately saluted and said:

"Your Majesty Kunpeng, I would like to pay my respects to the five emperors. May the emperor's path live forever, and may you be blessed with good health!"

This move undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone in the venue, making them look here one after another.

Di Jun opened his eyes and spoke without getting up:

"There is no need to be too polite. This is not a heavenly palace, but a place to listen to the Tao and learn. You and I are here to seek the Tao. There is no difference in status. Please take a seat quickly."

Kunpeng immediately replied:

"No! Your Majesty's devotion to the Tao has impressed me greatly. Kunpeng will be taught."

"It's just that your majesties are the masters of heaven and earth, and I am a member of the heaven. Although this is a place for listening, my status is well-established and cannot be forgotten."

As he spoke, Kunpeng took out four futons, woven them with spiritual roots, branches and leaves, and embellished them with beads and jade. Seeing the spread of incense on them, he knew that they had been diligently worshiping them every day, and placed them in front of the four people praying to Emperor Jun Taiyi Fuxi and said:

"His Majesty Emperor Wa has a seat now, so Kunpeng has not made any preparations. I hope your majesty will forgive me."

Then he turned to Qi and others and said:

"Everyone, Your Majesty is the Supreme Being of Heaven and Earth. Now that you are here to listen, how can you do nothing? Your Majesty is above me and I am below. If Your Majesty does not have a seat, how can Kunpeng dare to precede Your Majesty?"

Everyone was shocked by Kunpeng's words and actions. They were all innately sacred. They never thought that Kunpeng would be so shameless and put himself in such a humble place.

Qi, Di Jun and others were equally astonished. Seeing the appearance of the futon, they knew how hard Kunpeng had put it in these years. It seemed that he had been prepared for it. Although they didn't know what the purpose was, everyone was greatly benefited from it, and Qi was no exception.

Emperor Jun couldn't hide the smile on his face. Kunpeng's actions undoubtedly greatly satisfied everyone's feelings. After he sat down happily, he praised:

"You are able to disregard yourself and your face. In this way, I think you are the humerus of heaven."

Even Qi, who had rarely communicated with Kunpeng, couldn't help but praise:

"You are interested."

If it were just a simple futon, Qi and the others would naturally not care. The main reason was that the scent of incense permeating the futon given by Kunpeng was directed at Kunpeng himself.

This shows that since the last mention, Kunpeng has begun to prepare these futons, and he personally worships them every day, which shows his sincerity and perseverance.

Sanqing was also extremely shocked by what Kunpeng did. Seeing him like this, he felt very ashamed to sit at the same table with him.

Even the people present had extremely strange looks in their eyes, and some of the Star Gods who came to hear it even scolded him for being shameless.

What Kunpeng did was undoubtedly to put them on fire. They all served in the heavenly court and were ministers in the same palace. Kunpeng's move showed his loyalty, but it showed that they were not respecting his superiors.

You should know that when Qi and others first arrived, they also came forward to salute, but no one could prepare in advance like Kunpeng, without being shy.

At present, Kunpeng can sit safely beside Emperor Wa, but the rest of the people in the heaven feel like they are on pins and needles, unable to sit still.

It wasn't until Jie Yin Zhunti was stuck before the sermon started like last time that he rushed over and apologized everywhere, then the awkward atmosphere eased.

Qi and Emperor Jun Fuxi naturally knew their mentality, but they also deliberately let it go. After all, it would have been nothing without Kunpeng, but Kunpeng was so filial, and there was undoubtedly a gap between them when compared to them.

Although Qi and others didn't care, it made them feel a sense of crisis internally, and they knew it was good in terms of respect.

After Jie Yin expressed his apology, he sat down between Kunpeng and Taoist Shangqing Lingbao. Zhunti took out a futon behind Jie Yin and sat down happily.

Sanqing and the gods looked at it and felt that these two people from the west were no different from Kunpeng. They were both shameless and shameless people.

Because of Kunpeng, Taoist Master Shangqing Lingbao hesitated a little, then got up from the futon and moved his position between Taoist Taoist Taiqing Daode and Taoist Yuqing Yuanshi.

The moral Taoist frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. Taoist Yuanshi looked unhappy and felt that Lingbao was a bit rude, but he also did not speak.

Seeing this, Zhunti's face suddenly darkened. The sorrowful look is even more obvious. Nuwa hid her face slightly, Kun and Pengzhi had insulted several emperors before, and they actually laughed out loud if they wanted to show off.

The gods were in an uproar, each guessing in their minds why Kunpeng was so shameless and Sanqing had not taken any action before, so why did he lead Lingbao to behave like this when he led Zhunti to his seat.

You must know that Sanqing has a clear reputation. Kunpeng and the others can tolerate it, but they lead Jie Yin Zhunti alone like this. The gods are a little more wary of Jie Yin Zhunti.

Yuanshi simply closed his eyes and said nothing, and Daode sighed softly. He knew that everyone had misunderstood, but he was not the person involved and it was difficult to speak.

Lingbao didn't take it seriously. If he didn't like it, he didn't like it. Kunpeng still had a bit of face. He was Taiyi's minister. Although he didn't want to be shy, he could explain it loyally.

Such is the case of Jie Yin Zhunti, a poor man from the West who has been wandering in the East all year round, acquired some spiritual objects, and then happily returned to the West without leaving any trace behind. His reputation has long been ruined, and now he behaves like this again, how can he be allowed to sit at the same table?

Although Jie Yin and Zhunti felt uncomfortable, the Three Purities have always been integrated into one body, and they still had to walk in the East, so they did not dare to say anything more. They could only endure it and record this humiliation in their hearts.

When everyone was looking forward to the follow-up, they saw the purple energy coming from the east. Ancestor Hongjun sat on the pulpit. He glanced at it and felt a little strange, but he did not say anything. He just tapped the measuring ruler in his hand, and six The seats are back to their original shape.

Jie Yin Zhunti's face relaxed, but when he looked closely, he realized that the person at the table had changed. The person next to them was actually Yuanshi Taoist.

Sanqing looked shocked. Before they noticed it, their position had been moved. They couldn't help but admire the power of ancestor Hongjun.

"The table has been set and cannot be changed later, and the sermon begins."

The sky-measuring ruler was gently tapped, and as soon as the invisible sound wave spread and encompassed everyone, everyone's hearts were clear and their minds were clear, and then the sound of the word resounded throughout the Zixiao Palace.

Countless golden lotuses emerged from the ground, strange phenomena were everywhere in Zixiao Palace, smallpox was scattered, and the great road appeared.

Just listen to what he said:

"All the ways are invisible, and the great Luotian is powerful. Where can I find the immortal way? It is the mystery in the way."

Countless secrets of the immortal way, accompanied by Hongjun's mouth, combined with the three thousand avenues, come one by one. The content is all-encompassing, both related to life practice, and the essence of Daluo practice, so that everyone can Soak it up.

Even though he is praying, his spiritual practice is far beyond that of Tongji, and he has entered Hunyuan Dao, he still feels that his words are very subtle, and the immortal path is not as easy as previously thought.

Everyone in the field was silent, except for one person who was still awake.

Hou Tu looked around at the people around him and saw that they were all immersed in it. He couldn't help but look carefully, and was shocked to realize that less than half of the people who listened to the sermon together last time were now present.

During this sermon, she was the only one of the twelve ancestral witches present. Now that she saw the great changes, she couldn't help but feel relieved and thought to herself:

"Nowadays, the people in the palace have changed a lot. There will be many people listening to the sermon in the future. I think no one will care about my brother and his absence. I was a little worried before, but now I am finally relieved."

Hongjun was on the high platform, watching everyone's expressions quietly, while he kept preaching, and everyone's expressions were different.

Qi Zai constantly used his teachings and his words to argue against each other and explore the shortcomings. Taiyi, with his divine power flowing through his body, completely regarded this listening session as a reference for the study of magic.

Di Jun was addicted to it, and the Tao charm was flowing around his body, like the sun rising in the sky, but it was separated by an invisible barrier and could not affect others.

The great path of creation was revealed in Nuwa's body, and the breath of life spread out majesticly. Hongjun nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

Fuxi seemed to be immersed in the Tao, as if he was far away from him, but all the changes in the sermon were caught by him, and he followed the good like a stream. Hongjun saw it and smiled slightly.

The Taoist rhymes on Sanqing's body are connected together, and the vision appears, showing the appearance of the rising Qi when the sky is opened. When Hongjun saw this, he stroked his beard with his hands, and his eyes were quite satisfied.

The two people of Jie Yin and Zhunti are also the flow of luck and the appearance of Jie Yin. There is golden light in them, and the meaning of clarity comes out. There is wisdom in compassion and suffering, and the meaning of universal salvation appears on the outside.

Zhunti's body shows the vision of Bodhi, with eight treasures hanging on it, like a dream, like a dream, like a cocoon, like sleeping, the cause and effect are entangled, but extremely clear.

Seeing the two of them like this, Hongjun frowned, as if he saw something dirty, but he forced himself to endure it and carefully watched the changes.

Kunpeng's side is also extraordinary. Surrounded by the strong wind, Kunpeng's strange phenomenon appears. He moves freely in the strong wind, sometimes as if he has fallen into the dark sky, but the evil spirits of the earth cannot invade him.

Hongjun looked around and saw that he was neither happy nor sad, neither satisfied nor disgusted. He only felt that he was a mediocre person, but being a disciple was enough.

Hongjun focused his gaze on the red cloud again, and saw thousands of red clouds scattered all over the vision. The gods couldn't help but express their love, and then his eyes kept scanning back and forth between the red cloud and Zhunti, as if he was hesitating for something.

The Good Fortune Jade Butterfly appeared in time, standing on Zhunti's head amid flashes of purple light. When Hongjun saw it, his face turned dark. He waved his hand, and the Good Fortune Jade Butterfly disappeared. His eyes fell on the red clouds, with pity in his eyes. The color is obvious.

All this fell into Hou Tu's eyes, and he felt surprised in his heart, but he did not dare to ask questions. Hongjun did not cover up, but a figure walked out of his body and came to Hou Tu's side. He smiled slightly and said:

"Poor idiot, he has such a miserable life. He has such a destiny, and he doesn't know whether it is good or bad."

Then the man put his hand on Hou Tu's head and stroked it gently. Hou Tu felt that there were countless confusions in his heart, but he was still unable to ask questions. He was extremely anxious, but in the end he couldn't move.

However, with just this touch, Hou Tu found that she could vaguely understand what Hongjun said. Although it was a bit vague, it was like hearing fairy music, and she felt that her ears and eyes had never been so clear before.

The separated figure returned to Hongjun's body, and Hou Tu also put the previous events behind him and immersed himself in listening to the sermon. As the sound of the sermon changed, his emotions reversed and turbulent.

Hongjun smiled with satisfaction when he saw this, and another figure walked out of his body and walked to Qi's side. Qi also opened his eyes and looked at Hongjun with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The figure sat down next to Qi and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist, can you chat for a few words?"

Although Qi Qi was puzzled by the situation, he calmed down and said:

"Now that the Great God has spoken, there is nothing he can't say."

Hongjun's clone then smiled and said:

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this. Now in terms of combat power alone, I may not win. You and I are both innate and sacred, so we can judge it as a fellow Taoist."

"My Taoist friend is a good person. Although he is evil in nature, he is not a vicious person. He has great merits in heaven and earth. I also owe a lot of karma to my Taoist friend."

Qi was puzzled as to why Hongjun would talk about these things at this time, but there was no opportunity to ask, so he could only humbly say:

"Qi's merits are far inferior to those of the great gods. The great gods are before the Tao. Although you and I are both innate and sacred, there are differences in Tao, so how can we compare."

"As for some cause and effect, it is not worth mentioning, great god, please don't care."

Hongjun didn't care about Qi's humble words at all. Cause and effect actually do not exist if you don't care. Qi almost suffered a disaster at the beginning, and now he naturally has to pay it back. He only heard Hongjun say:

"The cause and effect that I owe should be repaid. The matter at the beginning was originally calculated by me first, and it is reasonable now."

"Daoyou is now at the same level as me, so don't talk about that These are some humble words. Now I am speaking frankly. Although it is a bit inappropriate, it is also the truth. "

"Daoyou and Yangmei are acquainted. Daoyou also knew the way of the Three Emperors. I follow the way of the Emperor of Heaven. Therefore, I am now born in harmony with the Way of Heaven. There are eight saints under it. I am willing to give one to Daoyou to repay the previous cause and effect. I wonder if it is okay?"

Hongjun thought for a while and added:

"The position of a saint is equivalent to the attainment of the Tao Hunyuan. Although there is a difference, it has no effect."

"Of the eight saints, six of them have their own people to answer the call. One is under the Way of Heaven. I can't make the decision if one escapes. There is still a chance to become one. I can still decide. If Daoyou is willing, I will give it to Daoyou."

Qi was extremely surprised. There are actually eight saints? But before he could say anything, Hongjun continued:

"Of course, the position of a saint is not without drawbacks. If you want to be a saint, you must put the way of heaven first and do good in the wilderness. You must preach and make great contributions to the world. Both are indispensable."

"If you are willing, this opportunity will be given to you. Whether you can achieve the position of a saint depends on how you deal with it. A saint is equal to Hunyuan. There is nothing that must be accomplished in the world. I can only give you one chance."

"Whether you are willing or not depends entirely on your consideration. I know that you have a deep friendship with Yangmei and are determined to practice the way of the gods. You can ask for details before deciding."

"If you are unwilling, if there is something else you need, you can change it. It's just that the opportunity to become a saint is only before the three sermons. If it exceeds this period, I can't do anything about it later."

Hongjun's clone disappeared without waiting for Qi to respond, leaving Qi alone to think about the bottleneck.