Li Hongjun Daozu's second preaching was only a hundred years, and Haotian and Yao had to return to the chaotic space in advance and prepare early.

It was too time-consuming and laborious to break through the sky and tear the universe barrier directly, so the two planned to go through the Buzhou Mountain Qiyun Long Bridge.

Buzhou Mountain is still majestic and vigorous, but it is more kind and tolerant, and Pangu's power is much weakened. Both of them are Daluo, and they are flying, and they will soon reach the middle of the mountain. The long bridge of luck has already spread out and winds into the clouds.

Haotian and his two men pinched the Creation Imperial Arts with their hands, and within a few breaths, they returned to the outer periphery of the chaotic space.

At this time, several monks had already stood at the end of the long bridge, but the Zixiao Palace had not yet appeared. They did not have the ability to wander into the chaos, so they had to stand quietly on the long bridge and wait.

When everyone saw Haotian and Yao coming together, they bowed their heads to see each other.

"Good good luck as fellow Taoists!" Haotian and Yao also gave a gift with smiles.

After slowly approaching the bridge, Haotian and the others silently recited the mysterious technique and bowed far away to the depths of the chaos.

Buzz ~ Buzz ~

A whirlpool suddenly appeared in the chaos, and then a black hole formed, and a palace slowly appeared. The moment when Zixiao Palace appeared, the violent chaotic aura around him instantly subsided, and everyone left the bridge of luck with peace of mind.

"The auspicious mist is everywhere in the sky, and the rainbow light holds the supreme position. The Taoist ancestor has no form, and the universe respects my teacher! It is not destroyed, nor is it growing, nor is it increasing or decreasing. The misty clouds and clouds are ethereal, and the cold and heat are invincible and the year is remembered. It is indeed a blessing land of Taoist ancestors!" At this moment, a bell came from afar, and two young Taoists came singing.

At this time, one of the Taoists praised: "The golden light rolls red and red, and thousands of auspicious air sprays purple mist. The purple sky gate is green and dark, made of glazed glass; the bright guitar is made of precious jade. The corridor of Fudao is exquisite and transparent everywhere; three eaves and four clusters, and the dragon and phoenix are soaring layer by layer. The fragrance of jade lingers around the immortals gathers, and the universe is peaceful and peaceful to celebrate the Holy Dynasties. The heart of the Lotus Terrace Zen is called the four directions, and the immortal Dharma shines with each other in the eight wildernesses!"

However, the two Western sages arrived early. The Taoist Zhunti looked yellow and looked at the Taoist withered and bitter. After careful observation, his spirit was unstable and his energy was consumed too much. It was thought that it was caused by the efforts to revitalize the Western Regions Immortality and repair the spiritual veins.

Hearing the singing of the two, Haotian frowned and sent a message to Yao: "What does junior sister look like when watching Zixiao Palace?"

Yao looked puzzled and said for granted: "Of course, the mysterious ape presents fruits, the deer holds flowers; the green phoenix dances, the colorful phoenix sings; the spiritual turtle holds longevity, and the immortal crane captures zhi. The atmosphere of a fairy family."

"The great way is simple. In my eyes, the blue bricks and gray walls of Zixiao Palace are simple and contain the meaning of Tao." Haotian's eyes lit up and he praised: "Preface is born from the heart, and the master's fault is extraordinary!"

For a period of time, the Nuwa brothers and sisters, the Sanqing Taoist, Zhenyuanzi, Nanjiang Panwang, Blood Sea and the Styx River and other powerful people arrived one after another, but the Zixiao Palace Gate was still open, as if they were waiting for some distinguished guests.

Ten years before the preaching, ripples suddenly arose in the chaotic space, and several simple old men came together.

All the cultivators, including Haotian, took a breath and were almost surprised to lose their voices: "The Chaos Ancestor, the Ancestor Yang Mei, the Ancestor Xuan Turtle, and other quasi-saintly powerful people actually came!"

At this moment, auspicious light came from the sky, and the rules in the chaos changed. The Zixiao Palace Gate was quietly opened, and the cultivators did not say much and quickly entered.

Because there are quasi-saint powerful men, no one dares to sit in the first row. Old Ancestor Yang Mei smiled and said softly: "We are just later generations. Just find a seat, don't worry about it."

After saying that, he sat in the empty seat in the back row with a smile. After the other quasi-saints nodded at each other, he also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

The ancestor Yang Mei looked at the crisp willow trees beside the square from afar, with complex eyes full of vicissitudes. After a moment, he sighed slightly and closed his eyes to rest.

Haotian, outside the Zixiao Palace Gate, inspected the people in the room from behind, but his face was flattened, "I didn't expect that there were so many cultivators who were promoted to Daluo Juexian this time. In addition to the Three Qings and Two Sages, Nuwa brothers and sisters, Di Jun Taiyi, etc., also took this critical step."

In the following years, the old man Tianyuan, Taoist Tiancheng, the leader of the Xuanwu clan, the elder of the Phoenix clan, the elder of the Dragon clan and other Daluo Juexian also came to the wind. This time, the ancestor taught the way of quasi-saints, was crucial to them.

Haotian made a careful analysis of the phenomenon of appearance and different artistic conceptions, but unfortunately he could only understand the essence. This kind of magical power of heaven has exceeded the scope that immortals and gods can master. According to his estimate, even the quasi-saints present could not break this illusory secret technique of controlling the mind and spirit.

At some point, the power of heaven appeared, and the Zixiao Palace Gate closed with a "clang" and a kind old man appeared on the main cushion with expressionless face. He sat cross-legged, the mysterious power of the law entangled around him, and the jade plate of creation above his head hung a regular breath, with a solemn appearance.

The Jade Book of Creation is the ultimate treasure of chaos. Even if it is slightly incomplete, it is also the supreme magic weapon. In the rotation, it stimulates supreme power. The entire world and all kinds of magic weapons want to break away from the master's control and worship in the direction of the master's position!!

At this moment, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with boiling and trembling. An inexplicable fear spread in Zhu Qiang's heart. Even the quasi-saint powerful man frowned and vigorously suppressed the beating and restless natal magic weapon.

Taoist ancestor raised his hand and slowly pressed it down. His eyes were filled with the light of billions of reincarnation. His unparalleled will filled the square in an instant. The cultivators felt that their bodies were being pressed violently. Those with poor strength fell to the ground, and those with strong strength gritted their teeth to resist.

This is what the ancestor did, and if he could persist until the end, it would prove that his qualifications and understanding were outstanding and he still had unlimited potential, otherwise he would not be able to make progress in this life.

The "plop" sound continued, and the monks fell to the ground one after another. Fewer could sit upright, and in the end, only a few dozen people were heard!

After the ancestor nodded without any sorrow or joy, he asked everyone to sit down and then officially began the sermon.

"Hongmeng is chaotic, the universe is vast, the great way is nameless and formless. We understand the heaven and earth, strengthen ourselves in order to achieve enlightenment. The so-called Tao should be the immortal body of Hunyuan. I see that all the spirits of heaven and earth have different conditions, but they all need to rely on rules to achieve enlightenment. The way of quasi-saints is the way of rules..."

"Everything is complicated, and the meaning of Tao is vague, but in the end, it is nothing more than the ten rules. Creation controls survival and death, balances and harmonizes the strength of yin and yang,..., each has its own wonderful uses."

The ancestor Hongjun has a wide range of knowledge and is proficient in the rules of creation, balance rules and the rules of heaven and earth. In addition, he also has high attainments in elemental rules and chaos rules, so he explains it in accordance with examples and is fascinating.

This way is quite difficult for the Daluo Jin system. Most of them have been drowsy after listening to the sermons for hundreds of years, and only a few special existences still work hard to support them. However, the strong men above the Immortal nodded and shook their heads from time to time, and were very enchanted.

When the ancestor explained the rules of creation, Haotian's body was full of Taoism and purple air was filled with mist, and the natural laws were naturally approaching the limit. The crystals of nature differentiated, and mysterious rules began to appear around them.

At the moment when the rules of creation were formed, thunder clouds suddenly appeared in Tianxu. The ancestor glanced at Tianji lightly, waved his sleeves, and the sky shone brightly again, and countless white and flawless snow lotus descended.

Haotian, who was trapped in deep meditation, naturally didn't know about all this. At this moment, he only felt his whole body unblocked, and his energy and spirit broke through the peak again, as if he had touched a layer of legendary film, which was only half a step away from the quasi-saint realm.

Under the powerful artistic conception and ethereal momentum of Hongjun Daozu, the cultivators successively abandoned life and death, forgot all worries, and wandered in the ocean of the great way. The ocean of the great way seems calm, but it is boundless, and even the saints can only take one of them.

In Haotian's purple and golden eyes, only the boundless Taoist meaning merged with the soul in his body. The three major rules of creation, elements, and chaos were quietly evolving, and the quantity and purity were improved.

Anyone who practices rules can completely master two-tenths of them, and then he can cut off the body and enter the realm of quasi-saints. When he thoroughly masters certain rules, he can combine the three corpses, achieve the Great Perfection of quasi-saints, and become an existence that looks proud of the world. With just a little chance, he can join the ranks of Hunyuan saints who are worshipped by the world.

While Haotian made progress, Yao and other monks also realized their own way. Even several quasi-saint powerful men showed their joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness to show their thoughts and feelings.

Although the twelve ancestor witches have no soul, they are all powerful people. They transformed what the ancestor said into their own way. The demon waves swelled and the evil spirits covered the body, and they gained a lot.

The fastest progress is Du'er True Man. He was originally a casual cultivator of Kunlun, and was born with a Taoist body, and was in line with nature. Later, he learned the rules of the wind system. Now, he heard the words of the Taoist ancestor Jinke and was like a fish in water. Before he knew it, he was about to break through to the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The wind system law in elemental rules is closely related to nature, and is born from light. It belongs to one of the four symbols laws and is not as common as the five elements laws.

"... The way of heaven is the most important, and the way of reward and punishment is not distinguished from the enemy and me, regardless of immortals and demons, and rewards are all in it. Such as spiritual treasures, luck, and merits, which can not only strengthen cultivation, but also eliminate disasters..."

Five thousand years have passed, and Hongjun Daozu's sermon is still ongoing. There are not many people in the field who can still maintain clarity. Most people turn off the six consciousnesses and calm their minds to avoid interference from external demons. What's more, they sleep deeply and do not wake up from human affairs.

Everything is fate. Those who are fate hear the Tao, and those who are not fate cannot listen. The ancestor preached, although there are teachings and no distinctions, there will be prosperity and decline under the laws of heaven. How can everyone be equal and all spirits are the same, and there will always be differences in blessings and virtues.

At some point, the ancestor suddenly stopped and did not wake up the sleeping monk, and asked, "Six thousand years are coming, do you have any questions?"

Donghuang Taiyi sat in the first row, quickly stood up and saluted, and asked, "Dare you ask the teacher, what is luck?"

"The fortune is also fate. The heaven and earth are moving, and all living things are in it. Good and evil are different. The way of heaven is touched and the power of luck of different numbers or attributes is reduced according to personal circumstances. The fortune is invisible, but it can dominate the will of sentient beings and gather fortune. It should be respected!" The ancestor's expression remained unchanged and he answered slowly.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun looked at each other, and a strange light appeared in their eyes, thanking the Taoist ancestor of the auspiciousness.

Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, asked: "The Taoist ancestor often said that there are no advantages and disadvantages in the laws, so why are there any differences in sentient beings?"

After hearing this, the Taoist ancestor was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the always-hot ancestor witch could ask such a wonderful question. He smiled and said, "The moon has its phases, just like the way of heaven. If there are countless today, the general trend is determined, but there are many heresies in small matters. You must have good or bad to have the law of survival. If all living beings are one, how lonely it is!"

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