Chapter 9 Start Preaching!

Looking at the smug Zhunti, the great powers were unwilling, but they were powerless.

It would be fine if the saints tacitly allowed such means of competition, such as blocking the crowd.

They would never dare to take action in the saint's Taoist temple like Zixiao Palace.

Not every Daluo has the courage to take action directly like the twelve ancestors.

The great powers could only look unwilling, but they could only sit on the second row of cushions.

It's a long story.

But from the three pure ones sitting down, to Jie Yin and Zhunti sitting down, the competition and confrontation among the great powers was completed in just a moment.

After all the Daluo sat down one by one, bursts of Tao sound came from the void.

"Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I have realized the truth of Taoism."

"Beyond the universe, I shall be the master of the sect."

"Pangu gave birth to Taiji, and the two yin and yang and four images follow."

"The leader of Xuanmen, one qi transforms into Hongjun."

On the high platform in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's figure appeared out of thin air without disturbing anyone.

The Daluo present were all shocked, just this move was enough to amaze them.

Even the twelve arrogant witch ancestors, facing the saint who far surpassed them, stood up and saluted with respect.

"Welcome to the saint!"

On the high platform, looking at the seats below, Hongjun just glanced at them lightly and said, "From now on, you will sit in this order, and it cannot be changed."

"Yes!"

The Daluo who did not grab the first row of seats were unwilling to accept it.

"I hold the divine tool of creation. I became a saint in the prehistoric world. I should preach for ten thousand years and educate the prehistoric world. Therefore, I preached three times in Zixiao Palace. You need to listen carefully."

Hongjun's voice reached the ears of all the great powers, and then, waves of mysterious Taoist sounds reached the ears of all the great powers.

The great powers did not even have time to thank him, and they were directly immersed in the sound of Taoism, and they all showed fascination.

The saint preached, and the law followed his words.

The sky was scattered, and the golden lotus emerged from the ground. The many strange phenomena were not worth mentioning.

The thick Taoist rhyme was pervasive, and the sound of immortal Taoism echoed in Zixiao Palace. All the great powers in the prehistoric world were intoxicated.

And the magic power in their bodies kept soaring with Hongjun's preaching.

This scene lasted for a full three thousand years.

When the time came, Hongjun simply shut up, and the Dao sound and immortal sound between heaven and earth suddenly stopped. The powerful people who were immersed in the thick Dao rhyme woke up one after another.

They looked at Hongjun on the high platform with a look of affinity.

Although the highest thing Hongjun talked about this time was only the Daluo Dao.

But for these Daluo Jinxians who were groping forward by themselves, it was like a bright moon, illuminating their next path.

Even those Daluo perfect cultivators were not unhappy at this time.

Hongjun's exquisite immortal way and immortal method made them see the mistakes and omissions in the past cultivation that seemed perfect but actually lacked a lot.

For them, this kind of thing of making up for the foundation and strengthening the foothold, even if it took another ten thousand years, they would never be disgusted.

......

"Three thousand years have passed. This time I will preach the way of immortality and the realm of Daluo. Ten thousand years later, I will preach the way of attaining the way above Daluo!"

Hongjun said calmly to the resentful eyes of the Daluo.

"We thank Daozu for preaching!"

Even though the Daluo were reluctant, they could only bow and thank Daozu for his words.

At this moment.

In the crowd, the ancestor witch Hou Tu stood up directly under the surprised eyes of the powerful people around.

"Daozu is merciful and spreads the immortal way of Honghuang, but my witch clan has a weak fate with the immortal way. I ask Daozu to guide my witch clan on how to practice."

When these words came out, even the other eleven ancestor witches were surprised.

"Sister Hou Tu..." The hot-tempered Zhu Rong just wanted to speak, but was pulled by Zhu Jiuyin beside him.

But Hou Tu looked straight at Daozu Hongjun above.

Hou Tu listened to and remembered all the mysteries of Hongjun's immortal way, which lasted for three thousand years.

But it was precisely because of this that she was surprised.

This Hongjun immortal way is indeed the immortal way that Hongjun, the ancestor of Taoism, realized and passed down. Its practice difficulty is so low that almost all prehistoric creatures can practice it.

And the upper limit is high, but it points directly to Daluo!

And the next two lectures will even involve the path to enlightenment above Daluo.

But... the witch clan is not within the scope of practice.

Their witch clan is the combination of Pangu's blood and the turbid air of heaven and earth.

If you practice Hongjun's immortal way and absorb the pure air of heaven and earth for practice, you are damaging your own witch clan blood in disguise.

Maybe other witch ancestors don't care much. For them, they have their own father god inheritance.

What Hongjun immortal way, if you can't practice it, you can't practice it. What's the big deal.

But Hou Tu is straightforward.

When she thought that other people could practice, but their witch clan couldn't, she felt uncomfortable.

Why can they practice, but my Wu clan can't? Thinking of this, he simply stood up and asked Hongjun.

On the high platform, Hongjun looked at Houtu below and pondered for a while.

This era is the era of the Wu and Lich clans. The strength of the Wu and Lich clans does need to be balanced.

But he has been perfecting his Hongjun Immortal Dao since he started practicing. Even the secret method of beheading the three corpses that will be passed down later is based on the Hongjun Immortal Dao.

This is his path, and it is also the path that most creatures in the prehistoric world can take.

But the Wu Clan is not suitable for his path. The Wu Clan is more suitable for the Hunyuan Road that many other great powers took during his time.

But he is not proficient in the practice of the Hunyuan Road. If it were in the past, he might only give some guidance and let the Wu Clan find it themselves.

But now...

Hongjun thought of Ao Changsheng in the East China Sea.

Perhaps, the Wu Clan can test this Hunyuan Daluo.

Hongjun thought so in his heart, but his face remained calm. After a pause, he spoke.

"A few days ago, I went to the coast of the East China Sea to visit a friend and came across a hidden Taoist temple. There was a great master of the prehistoric world living in seclusion. Maybe your Wu Clan's opportunity is there."

After saying this, without waiting for the reaction of the great masters of the prehistoric world, he disappeared directly under the gaze of everyone.

As soon as this was said, not only the ancestor witch Hou Tu, but also many other great masters of the prehistoric world were also thinking.

That was the great master of the prehistoric world that the Taoist ancestor called a Taoist friend.

If they can find him, even if they don't have the chance to become his disciple, it would be a good thing if they can get his guidance!