"Well, it turned out to be Hongjun Dao Ancestor, no wonder it is so strong, the peaceful flood is about to start to be lively, but unfortunately, I haven't transformed yet, and I can't go anywhere!

In the future, the innate demon gods who are famous in the wilderness should all rush to Zixiao Palace!

I still take advantage of the fact that the Zixiao Palace is now giving a lecture and the Three Thousand Heavenly Dao laws are manifesting, so I should seize the time to cultivate, transform as soon as possible, and go to Kunlun Mountain to apprentice as soon as possible. ”

Guang Chengzi slowly relaxed his mood and analyzed.

Time flies, and countless years have passed, and a quaint Taoist temple suddenly appeared in the endless chaos, and its surface was ordinary and abnormal.

The pattern is probably similar to the small Taoist temple of later generations, but the aura it exudes from time to time makes him full of mystery and mystery.

Zixiao Palace loomed in the chaos. The plaque reads "Zixiao Palace".

"Big brother, it seems that we arrived first. Tongtian looked at the three of them in front of Zixiao Palace, and said with some pride.

"This is thanks to Big Brother, if it weren't for Big Brother's Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, we wouldn't have broken through the chaotic turbulence so quickly", Primordial also said with a smile.

"The two virtuous brothers are polite, let's go to the saint's dojo! Lao Tzu said in a calm tone

When the three of them arrived outside the gate of Zixiao Palace, they all bowed to Zixiao Palace, "We are Pangu Sanqing, and we are here to pay a visit to Hongjun Sage." ”

After speaking, the door of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, and the three of them slowly entered this Zixiao Palace, and at a glance, they felt that the space inside it was extremely open.

In the forefront, there is a cloud bed hanging high, the cloud is nine feet high, and there is an incense case on the cloud, and two handsome men and women serve on both sides.

In the huge space under the high platform, there are only six futons, lined up, and there is nothing else.

The primordial and others glanced at each other, and felt that this seat was fateful, and then Lao Tzu was in the first place, the primordial second, and the third in Tongtian.

The four of them sat on the futon and didn't speak, and it was too empty to close their eyes.

A few months later, at this time, Zixiao Palace was already full of powers! The seats in the front row were already full of people on six yellow futons, from front to back.

Taiqing Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Shangqing Tongtian, Nuwa Niangniang, Kunpeng Dao and Hongyun Dao people.

These are all innate and powerful people who are famous for the flood and famine.

Behind them, there were about 2,000 great gods from all walks of life, each of whom at least had the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Seeing that the gate of Zixiao Palace was about to close, two more people with shabby robes and panting people squeezed in from outside the door.

One of them had a yellow complexion, a thin body like a bamboo, his eyes were peaceful, and from time to time a few rays of great wisdom light came out, making people bathe in the spring breeze, but there was a bitter look on his face.

The other person is relatively rich, the heavenly court is full, the belly is round, and the complexion is ruddy, but from time to time there is a sharp Gengjin aura from his eyes, which is not to be underestimated.

These two are the later two saints of the side door - the introduction and the quasi-mention.

The two of them entered Zixiao Palace, and they were stunned when they saw that there were thousands of great powers sitting inside.

When Zhun Ti saw this scene, his face changed, and he said with a sad face.

"Senior brother, I miss that you and I are located in the West, just because of the lack of spiritual veins, we have worked hard to sort out the Western leylines, and want to find a way for my Western beings to survive.

After a lot of hardships, I finally came to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon. But I don't think about it, I don't even have a seat, if I can't hear the avenue clearly,

If you are ashamed of the Western sentient beings, it is better to be martyred here? Give me an explanation for the Western sentient beings!"

He listened to it on the sidelines, but he didn't answer, but the face on his face became more and more sad, and even his whole body exuded a miserable and miserable atmosphere.

Everyone listened to the words that were accurate, some ridiculed, some sympathized, some disdainful, and all kinds of people had it.

At this time, Hongyun's eyes showed a trace of compassion and golden light.

"Fellow Daoists have worked hard from afar, and if they really have great perseverance and great wisdom, and have the heart to seek the Tao for all sentient beings, it is better for me to sit in my position. ”

After speaking, the Red Cloud Ancestor stood up and let out.

"Red Cloud Daoist, you gave up your seat to Zhun Ti Daoyou, so where are you sitting?"

Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting in the back, asked with a look of surprise.

Hongyun smiled kindly, "Humility is the virtue of etiquette, the way of morality, and the way of diligently seeking in the next. ”

When the gods of the desolation heard this, their eyes also said suddenly, and they couldn't help but express their admiration when they looked at the Red Cloud Ancestor.

Zhun Ti looked at it, ran over in a hurry, sat on it and shook his body.

He waved his hand at the Red Cloud Ancestor and said, "Thank you, Daoyou!"

After Zhun Ti sat down, he didn't want the originally kind Red Cloud Ancestor's face to change suddenly.

After thinking for a moment, with a little jealousy, he looked at Zhun Ti who was sitting in front of him: "Dao Friendship Divine Power."

And Zhun Ti, who was sitting in the seat, also smiled, as if he didn't know anything, and said to Hongyun: "What are you talking about?"

Seeing Zhun Ti's rhetorical question, Hongyun Ancestor didn't answer, and after a cold snort, he walked back.

Zhun Ti didn't care when he heard it, and thought that there was no seat for the senior brother to pick him up, so he looked to the side.

Zhun Ti's left hand side happened to be sitting on the Kunpeng Daoist, Kunpeng saw Zhun Ti looking at him, facing each other coldly, and he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Zhun Ti said, "How can you, an oviparous and humidified flat-haired beast, sit here, I am afraid that it will only pollute the seat of the saint!"

Kunpeng was furious and was about to have a seizure, but the guide behind the person was not idle, and an emerald green bamboo appeared in his hand and poked it lightly at Kunpeng's body.

Kunpeng didn't check for a while, and immediately became dizzy, but it was the six pure bamboos. Zhun Ti pushed it forward, drove Kunpeng down, and helped him up.

Kunpeng's face turned red, and he was about to make a move, when he heard the bell ringing ".........".

Hongjun Daozu appeared on his cloud bed, in front of everyone, with an indifferent face. Staring at Kunpeng with those calm eyes.

Kunpeng couldn't afford to provoke the two brothers Jieyin and Zhun Ti, let alone this Hongjun sage, but he hated Hongyun.

This also laid the groundwork for the later death of Red Cloud.

"From now on, sit like this! and shall turn to ashes.

Now I should preach for 90,000 years, in three times, each for 30,000 years, with an interval of 30,000 years. This 30,000 years starts now!"

"There is a yellow court, there is a guanyuan below, there is a secluded que in the front, and there is a life gate in the back, shush the outside of the house, and enter and exit the dantian.

The trial can last forever, the people in the yellow court are dressed in Zhu Yi, the door is closed and the strong door is covered by two doors, and the high Wei Wei of the ghost is the hero,

The essence of the dantian is slight, the clear water of the jade pond is fattened, the spiritual root is strong and the ambition is not declining, and the middle pond has a scholar to wear red zhu. To the road, do not bother, do not side. ”

I saw Hongjun Daozu speak, and a broken Xuan-colored jade butterfly hovered above his head, spreading immeasurable cold spiritual light.

The five qi in the chest tumbled, transpired upward, forming ten thousand acres of colorless Qingyun, and the three big purple lotus flowers of the three gods took root on its primordial spirit.

The stems and leaves are stretched, the stems are transparent, the lotus leaves are verdant, the petals are as big as wheels, they rotate non-stop, swallowing immeasurable starlight, and sprinkling immeasurable spiritual fluid.

The inscriptions on the avenue formed golden flowers and fell into Zixiao Palace.

This is really a sky of flowers, the earth surging golden lotus, the sound of the big voice, and the elephant is invisible! Everyone in the audience was also fascinated by what they heard, and all living beings were in a variety of ways.

Unconsciously, 30,000 years have passed, and the bell in Zixiao Palace rang: "When 。。。。。。 The sound of the bell woke everyone up from enlightenment.

This concludes the sermon and begins again in 30,000 years. It's all gone. ”

The gate of Zixiao Palace, which was originally closed, suddenly opened, and Hongjun Daozu disappeared without a trace in front of everyone's eyes.

"Saint mercy!" everyone in the audience thanked Hongjun Daozu for preaching, and immediately left Zixiao Palace and returned to the desolate world.

And Zixiao Palace also closed the door after they left, disappeared into the chaos, and disappeared.