The sermon had already begun, and the listeners gathered in the land of China before seeing the immortal temple had already gathered all their minds and waited for the sermon. Qing Songzi and the other Green Sword Sect were looking at the dozens of people brought by Zhang Fangfang, and before they could see who they were, a strange feeling suddenly came to their hearts.

The surrounding aura frantically poured into the body, and it was more than ten times richer than the aura that was absorbed into the body by cultivation at ordinary times. Not only that, but from the first word of the sermon, it is as if you have entered a state of concentration and enlightenment.

At this moment, all the troubles are left behind. In a moment, what the future will be, no longer imaginable.

As soon as the scenery in front of me changed, a large net appeared in front of me, and countless laws and rules appeared in my mind. The places that were not understood before were solved in an instant, and the places that were not understood were suddenly realized.

There is no thought, but there is your own thinking, your own perception, and your own thoughts. Contradictory feelings, which make people want to stop. At this moment, Qing Songzi's heart is unwavering, and she wants to immerse herself in this feeling and never wants to wake up.

Zhang Yifang led dozens of cultivators into the Immortal Temple, and without thinking about it, one of them shook himself and sat on his futon. His eyes were closed, and he began to immerse himself in the mood of the sermon. Zhang Fangfang's cultivation is my way, Zhang Daoran does not talk about the law of the Heavenly Dao today, does not talk about the laws of the Heavenly Dao, but explains the way of my Dao, which is a more rare opportunity for Zhang Yifang......

Countless feelings entered the mind, feeling that the mind was about to explode, but there was also a mysterious power that helped me sort out the rules and rules that were difficult to sort out in my mind.

However, the dozens of cultivators who followed Zhang Yifang into the Taoist temple strangely did not enter the artistic conception of the sermon for the first time. I wanted to bow and show my respect, but Zhang Daoran's sermon had already begun.

I didn't have time to watch everything in the immortal view, but I saw a flash of light above Zhang Daoran's head, and a colorful light wheel appeared behind him. In the colorful light wheel, a chaotic world seems to emerge. In the chaotic world, the chaotic qi is raging, impacting a small heaven and earth. In this small world, a divine dragon cruises between heaven and earth.

"Holy Wheel!"

"Shenlong!"

These cultivators were inexplicably shocked in their hearts: "Zhang Daoran is not an immortal, but a saint!"

As an orthodox cultivator, the sect has all the records since the ancient flood. These cultivators know very well that there is a great difference in the condensation of the Holy Wheel. Immortals can later condense the Holy Wheel through shortcuts, but at most it is a color, and the color will change depending on the change of mood. The Holy Wheel condensed by the immortals will definitely not appear in seven colors at the same time......

No, there are more than seven colors of the light wheel behind Zhang Daoran, and it seems that the colors that the world has are all present in this light wheel.

And the only one who can condense this kind of light wheel and call it a holy wheel by the Daomen is the legendary saint!

Suddenly, a large net appeared in the sky, and this large net showed a different regular weaving. It is the condensation of countless laws, and the interweaving of countless laws: "Heavenly Dao!"

Even if they hadn't seen the Heavenly Dao, these cultivators could still recognize it for the first time, and this vast net was a manifestation of the will of the Heavenly Dao. This feeling is inexplicable, this feeling directly pours into the mind, and a feeling emerges in the mind, this is the way of heaven!

"Zhang Daoran preached, why did the Heavenly Dao appear?"

The Heavenly Dao, in the minds of cultivators, is indifferent and ruthless, and it is incomparably just.

The appearance of the Heavenly Dao is not the time when the heavens and the earth are in danger, or when someone rebels against the sky.

"And now, the Heavenly Dao appears, it seems to be very peaceful, and the aura of the exudation seems to carry a kind of joy?"

"Not to punish Zhang Daoran, but to listen to the sermon?"

When this kind of thought appeared, these dozens of cultivators shook in their hearts, and they were taken aback by this thought: "Heavenly Dao, come to listen to Zhang Daoran's preaching?"

How ridiculous is this!

Hongmeng opened up, and the Tao no longer exists.

Chaos opens up, and the avenue is hidden.

The flood is opened, and the heavens are clear.

In all the current cultivation realms, the heavens and all the worlds, and all the thinking of living beings, the Heavenly Dao is supreme and supreme. How incredible it is that the Heavenly Dao came to hear the sermon.

"This ......"

Before he could come back to his senses in the shock of the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, purple light appeared on the earth. The purple light spread horizontally to the sky, spreading into the lake outside the Taoist temple. The light crisscrosses the ground, in the lake, forming a large net.

This big net is different from the big net in the sky, but it is almost the same: "Authentic!"

Whether the tunnels exist or not has always been a mystery. Because of the tunnel, it has never been manifested. Just like the Heavenly Dao, the Authentic Dao is even more mysterious After the information of the Authentic Dao surfaced in his mind, dozens of cultivators, who were immersed in the artistic conception of the Dao, shook in their hearts.

The tunnel appeared, and the purple rays in the air were flourishing. In the air, above the great net of Heavenly Dao manifestation, nine figures appeared. Jiudao's figure was blurry, but there was a strange feeling that he could see clearly.

"Shinto, humanity?"

Dozens of cultivators have become numb, and the four realms of heaven, earth, man, and god have all appeared to see the immortal view. Moreover, it showed a posture of listening to the sermon, which made dozens of cultivators feel that their heads could not be turned.

The appearance of the four realms of heaven, earth, man, and god is only in an instant, even a thousandth of an instant.

Dozens of cultivators were shocked inexplicably, and thousands of thoughts came to their minds, and they were only one thousandth of a moment. When they came back from their shock, Zhang Daoran spoke, but the third word just came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, my thoughts drifted for a while, and I didn't know how to walk to the futon and sit down. The futon, which was originally empty, was filled in an instant.

Thinking wandering, thoughtless, it feels very wonderful and mysterious.

Thousands of feelings came to mind, and the exercises in the body were running wildly. At this moment, the soul floated out of the body, stepping on the laws of the earth, and the laws of heaven on his head. There are two human and divine beings, and the nine figures form a circle array, surrounding themselves in the middle.

It is impossible to perceive the changes in the world outside the body, it is impossible to see the changes in the world outside the body at this moment.

This kind of perception seems to be eternal, and this kind of realization seems to be fleeting. As if he had just entered this mood, the voice of the sermon suddenly disappeared. In front of him, the will of the two great nets of heaven and earth suddenly shattered, turning into points of light and disappearing in front of him. Blend into the starry sky, blend into the earth.

There are two paths of people and gods, and nine figures, turning into a mist and disappearing from front of their eyes, floating in the world, and floating in thousands of gods.

When the eyes opened, it seemed that thousands of years had passed, and the world in front of me was somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.

"The sermon is over?"

The wonderful feeling is gone, and the feeling is gone. The people who listened to the sermon felt a burst of reluctance and felt very uncomfortable. It seems that a heart is descending from a terrifying speed in the sky, and the psychological change is indescribable.

"I don't want to wake up......"

Dozens of cultivators, the Green Songzi and the Green Sword Sect, seem to have a feeling. If they keep listening to this sermon and Zhang Daoran will never stop preaching, they will be able to become immortals the next time they wake up!

"Thank you!"

No matter how reluctant they were, the sermon was over. On the high platform of the sermon, Zhang Daoran had disappeared.

It was not until this time, dozens of cultivators, Qing Songzi really realized, a real understanding: "The rumors are true, and they are even excessive." Zhang Zhenren preached, where is this immortal teaching, it is obviously the manifestation of the Tao!"