"Alas!"

Hongyun shook his head and waved, spilling out a spiritual light, which fell into Liu Yi's palm, and said, "Liu Daoyou, look." ”

Liu Yi didn't say much, only probed his divine thoughts into the aura, and suddenly saw a scene......

In the picture, the heavens and the earth are beginning to open, and all things are growing.

At that time, there were no heavens and worlds, and there were no enemy worlds, only a vast and boundless desolate world.

There are many living beings in the flood wilderness, and there are even many innate supernatural spells that are earth-shattering, such as Kunpeng who is a Kunpeng in the water and a peng in the sky.

There is a red cloud, which was born not long after the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and has more and more spiritual wisdom, born as an immortal, with extraordinary roots and outstanding qualifications, even if he is idle all day long, never retreats and cultivates, and only cares about wandering around. The cultivation of this red cloud has also gradually improved with age, and before he knew it, he reached the level of an innate god, and he became a sage in a daze.

This is the Red Cloud Dao people.

He was originally manifested by clouds, had a long life, could live a long time and be at ease, lying under the blue sky when he had nothing to do on weekdays, wandering east and west, aimlessly.

Hongyun Dao people also like to make friends, but their personalities are frank and straightforward, straightforward, but they are not likable, there is only one monk named Zhen Yuanzi, who has an excellent relationship with Hongyun and has a good relationship.

On this day, a voice suddenly came from the air......

"My Tao is Hongjun, and today I will speak in the chaos, and anyone who is destined can come to listen to it. ”

The voice was fluttering, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and spread throughout the entire desolate world.

From east to west, from south to north, countless monks, all looking up at the sky.

The Red Cloud Daoist was playing on the shore of the North Sea, when he suddenly heard Hongjun's voice, and he immediately flew up and sped towards the place where the sound came from in the void.

There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun!

When the Red Cloud Dao people flew up, a big fish jumped out of the water and flew towards the depths of the void.

The void is vast, and the distance to listen to the lecture is so far!

The people of Hongyun Dao are born with a cloud and are extremely fast, while Kunpeng Tian has above wings, and his wings hang 90,000 miles in the sky, and his natural speed is extremely fast.

Many monks in heaven and earth were left behind by the two.

In ancient times, there were no scriptures and books, let alone the so-called Taoist inheritance, and there were no sects, and the vast majority of monks relied on their innate instincts to collect the essence of heaven and earth, aura, sun and moon. This incident just confirms the saying: There is no secret book of exercises in the world, and after someone has achieved success, he writes out the secret book of exercises, so he has a secret book.

The era of Hongyun and Kunpeng is an era when there are no cheats for exercises.

Hongjun Ancestor is willing to preach in the chaos, and who in the world does not want to go.

It's a pity that at that time, Hongyun was still far away from Daoist cultivation, and Kunpeng was not a demon master, let alone a Daoist cultivator.

It took many years to cross the void.

Then he flew from the void into the chaos, to the place of Hongjun's preaching, and flew for many years.

At this time, Hongyun, and even the Nian Jiujiu Scattered Soul Gourd were not yet in control, and the Demon Master Kunpeng's Demon Master Palace and the Northern Halberd were not even known where they were.

Hongyun and Kunpeng were only more than a hundred miles apart, and they flew all the way to the place of preaching along the voice of Hongjun Ancestor who appeared in the void and chaos from time to time.

Although the two had never had a deep friendship before, they knew each other along the way, and they had a bit of friendship.

It took more than a thousand years for the two to fly to the place of preaching.

Zixiao Palace!

A large hall, chosen in the depths of chaos.

There is a plaque hanging on the door of the main hall, which reads the words "Zixiao Palace".

There is a lantern hanging under the plaque, which is the Zixiao Palace lamp.

Hongyun and Demon Master Kunpeng stopped at the door of the main hall one after the other.

The main hall is more than ten miles in circumference, up to a thousand meters!

Looking inside from the outside of the hall, I saw a platform standing in the depths of the main hall, like a mountain.

There was a monk sitting on the platform, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel that his momentum was as thick as a mountain, and it only made people feel that he was the sky, he was the earth, and he was the reason of the world...... This is Hongjun Ancestor.

In front of the platform, there are five futons placed side by side, which coincides with the number of the five elements.

Among them were three futons, on which monks were already sitting.

One is a gray-haired old man with a peaceful appearance, one is a middle-aged man who is not angry and self-assured, and the other is a young man with a sharp edge, and these three people are the later Taishang Sect Master, the Yuan Shi Sect Master, and the Tongtian Sect Master.

Three of the six seats were already occupied, leaving only the fourth and fifth, still ownerless.

"Please!"

Hongyun nodded at Kunpeng, stepped into the main hall first, and sat on the fourth futon.

"Fellow Daoists, please!"

Kunpeng followed and sat on the fifth futon.

Hongjun Ancestor saw Hongyun and Kunpeng sitting down, and he didn't say much, only raised his eyes to look at the two of them, and then closed his eyes and didn't move.

After a few more years, there were finally cultivators again, and they flew to Zixiao Palace one after another.

With the world, the same monarch Zhen Yuanzi, Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Lu Press, Sangdao people, Guidao people, Burning Lamp Dao people, Blood Sea Styx, East Prince, West Queen Mother, Nuwa......

There are more than 3,000 monks.

Some of these monks were not even accustomed to shrinking their bodies and changing into human beings, so they simply stood in the middle of the main hall in the form of an extremely large body, some hundreds of meters high, some thousands of meters long, and some were crowded with black pressure.

Seeing such a scene, Hongjun Ancestor only waved his arm, and turned all the three thousand guests who listened to the Tao into human forms, sitting in a total of nine hundred and eighty-one rows.

Only in the first row, there were five futons, and the monks in the back sat on the ground.

Hongyun sat on the fourth futon, turning his head from time to time to look at the three thousand monks behind him, and his heart couldn't help but be happy. Not only Hongyun is like this, but Kunpeng is also happy in his heart, only Sanqing, who is sitting in one, two or three, has the same expression, and is not shocked by honor and disgrace.

"The time has come, and listen to ......"

Hongjun Ancestor glanced at the crowd and nodded to the male and female boys guarding the inner side of the palace gate, and the two boys each pushed a door to close the main hall of Zixiao Palace.

"Slow! Slow!"

An urgent cry came from the chaos outside the hall.

But I saw two monks, speeding together, with a shining light on their bodies, one holding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and the other carrying a long sword with a bright white snow, appearing at the door of the main hall.

Two little boys, a man and a woman, heard someone shouting for the door, and hesitated for a moment, slowing down the speed at which the door closed slightly. And the two monks, who seemed to be late, took advantage of the boy's hesitation and flew into the gate.

The monk with the sword on his back was very rich, full of fat, and had a kind attitude, while the monk holding the Seven Treasures Tree had a sad face, as if he had suffered infinite suffering between heaven and earth, as if he was the most miserable person between heaven and earth......

The man with the Seven Treasures Tree shouted and ran to the platform: "I'm so miserable!

This person is Zhun Ti!

The monk who carried the sword was the guide, and countless years later his Dharma name was Amitabha!

Soon, Zhun Ti ran to the first row of five futons, bowed to Hongjun Lao Zuna, a handful of snot and tears, kowtowed his forehead to a blur of flesh and blood, and shouted: "I am so miserable, I was born in the wilderness of the extreme west after the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, I can't eat enough food, I can't cover my body with clothes, and I can't find anyone to discuss the Tao and cultivate the Fa together. This time, I heard that a senior master preached in the chaos, and my brother and I rushed all the way and almost died in the chaos, and now we can't stand steadily, but we almost can't enter the gate of Zixiao Palace......"