Hongjun Daozu's voice was so grand that it echoed slowly on the prehistoric continent.

It is another three thousand years since the last sermon, and now the Zixiao Palace is open again.

Between the heaven and earth, a group of powerful people, after hearing the sound of Taoism, used their own means and quickly went to Zixiao Palace.

For a moment, thousands of rainbow lights broke through the sky on the prehistoric continent, heading straight for thirty-three days away, and heading towards Zixiao Palace.

Zhen Yuanzi put away the golden flame and flew to Zixiao Palace with the golden dragon transformed by Ao Lie.

On Jinao Island, after hearing the Daoyin, Tongtian ordered his disciples to practice on their own and flew to Zixiao Palace into rainbow light.

On Shouyang Mountain, Lao Tzu's preaching stopped abruptly and his body disappeared.

On Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Zu laughed loudly and headed straight for Zixiao Palace.

In the Worm Palace, Nuwa and Fuxi went to Zixiao Palace together.

In the West, Jing Yin Zhunti and the others looked at each other and smiled, heading straight to Zixiao Palace.

Tens of millions of miles, fleeting.

A group of powerful people used their magical powers to rush to Zixiao Palace. Although Zhen Yuanzi was traveling abroad, he still arrived at Zixiao Palace first.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was wide open, and two boys stood at the highest point when they saw Zhen Yuanzi coming, and hurriedly bowed to him.

Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and brought Daji and Ao Lie to enter together.

There were still seven cushions in the hall. Zhen Yuanzi just glanced at him and stood quietly where he was standing last time, waiting for the preaching to begin without saying a word.

They have long lost doubts about whether their masters will fall.

——The first master to break through to the quasi-saint is, and his talent is so strong, why should he prove himself by sitting down in exchange for the identity of the disciple of the ancestor Hongjun?

Daji and Ao Lie thought so, so they stood behind Zhen Yuanzi, looking at their noses and their noses.

What came afterwards was the Sanqing, which had already been separated.

First, Tongtian stepped into the hall and saw Zhen Yuanzi standing in front and looking at him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then Tongtian sat down on the previous futon.

Then I and Yuanshi arrived one after another.

After hundreds of years, the Three Qings reunited again, but they didn't even say hello to each other, just sat on their own cushions, waiting for Hongjun's arrival.

Then Hongyun arrived, looked at Zhen Yuanzi and showed a look of joy.

The two nodded and Hongyun also sat on the futon in front.

Not long after, Nuwa and Fuxi arrived.

Nuwa had seen everyone, paused on Zhen Yuanzi, and then smiled and said, "I've seen you brothers."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "I have met my junior sister."

Hongyun and Sanqing also replied one after another: "I have met my junior sister."

After Nuwa took her seat, Fuxi sat behind Nuwa.

Everyone exchanged greetings for a moment, and Western Jie Yin and Zhunti also rushed over.

At this time, the two of them no longer had to act for the cunt. When they saw everyone, they took the lead and said, "I have met my senior brother and sister."

"I've met my junior brother."

After the few responded, the two Westerners sat down on their own cushions, and then fell into silence again.

Afterward.

The demon master Kunpeng rushed over and saw the two Western people sitting in front of him, his face a little gloomy.

Feeling the gaze behind him, the two of the West looked at each other, sneered at the corners of their mouths, and did not look back and say anything.

Seeing that the two of them had no reaction, the demon master Kunpeng had almost dripped with water on his face. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You two are so at ease?"

When everyone heard Kunpeng's voice with a hint of anger, they turned their heads and looked over.

Jie Yin and Zhunti also turned around and smiled and said, "What else? One cushion and one disciple, the last time I preached was only three thousand years. Did you forget it? "

The two Westerners naturally mentioned this matter on purpose, but pretended to be kind to remind them.

Thinking of the scene when the two had to give up their seats and lost their disciples due to the quarrel between the two, Kunpeng's eyes seemed to be about to erupt.

"You are despicable villains!"

"Ha, if you can get the teacher's wishes, what's the point of giving the cushion to you?"

Asking the light, Zhunti and the others sneered.

Who is Hongjun Zu?

That is the number one saint in the prehistoric world!

You will follow the laws of nature when speaking and doing things, and you will not change your promises at will.

What's more, Kunpeng, who is not a quasi-saint, can he win the favor of the ancestor Hongjun?

Although Kunpeng knew the difficulty, he still couldn't swallow his breath: "It's clearly you and the other two, let's add a plan to me!"

"Is it my fault? If it weren't for your unstable intentions, why would you give up?"

"you!"

Di Jun and Tai Yi and the other two also rushed from the heavenly court at this time.

Seeing this, Donghuang Taiyi grabbed Kunpeng, who was about to attack, and said, "These two are already quasi-saints, so let's avoid their sharp edge for the time being!"

"But I'm not willing to give up!"

Taiyi looked at the disdainful expressions of the two Westerners, and his heart was also filled with anger, and he suppressed himself: "There will always be a chance."

Seeing that Kunpeng stopped talking under the comfort of Donghuang Taiyi, the two of them looked at each other and turned around.

Now the two are quasi-saints, what are you afraid of this powerful demon clan?

Then the Dragon King of the East China Sea also rushed over and saw Zhen Yuanzi, silently sitting behind Daji and the others.

The ancestor witch Houtu also arrived. Similarly, she was still the only one among the twelve ancestor witches who came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermons.

The rest of the three thousand powerful people also came from all over the place.

It was not until the listeners came that everyone heard the two boys under Hongjun's seat whispered: "Welcome to Master."

Seeing this, the powerful people below also shouted, "Welcome to the teacher."

When everyone raised their heads again, an old man appeared on the seat in the middle, with kind eyes and smiling faces, but seemed to have boundless majesty.

It is the saint Hongjun.

"When I first preached, I said that after I became a saint, I should have three sermons, each three thousand years, and each sermon was three thousand years apart. This is the third sermon."

The powerful people below were silent when they heard it.

Every time when the ancestor Hongjun preaches, the speed of everyone's practice can be said to be a thousand miles a day, and it cannot be compared with the usual ones.

Although I knew that there would be today when I first heard the sermon, when Hongjun said this, it was the last time that the ancestor Hongjun preached.

Everyone felt a little reluctant and even regretful at this moment.

Everyone's expressions were as expected by Hongjun, and he saw his eyes sweeping over the seven disciples on the cushion ahead and nodding secretly.

Suddenly, when he saw Zhen Yuanzi standing beside him, the old ancestor Hongjun looked even more satisfied.

"After I preached, you all gained something, which is so good."

When Zhen Yuanzi and everyone heard this, they bowed quickly and thanked each other in unison: "Xie Hongjun's support!"

Seeing this, the ancestor Hongjun smiled and then began his last preaching.

"Hongmeng is opened, chaos is first opened, things are mixed, and they are born before heaven and earth. They are silent, independent but not changed, and they move around without danger. They can be the mother of the world."

"I don't know its name. Qiang is called Tao, and Qiang is called Da. Qiang is called Da. Da is called Da, dead is called far, far is called far, far is called back."
Chapter completed!