Chapter Seventy-Four

The sea is vast, and I don't know its borders, and in the immeasurable sea, there live brute beasts that have been born since the beginning of heaven and earth, and such brute beasts are not allowed to open their minds in their lives, but only act on the instincts of wild beasts.

But this brute beast living in the immeasurable sea is born with great magical powers, a body of supernatural powers, and a powerful physical body is no different from that of Da Luo Jinxian.

In the flood wilderness, no one has ever been able to reach this immeasurable sea, the Gaine desolate world is too big, this immeasurable sea is much wider than the desolate continent, the vast does not know its edge, even if it keeps flying for 10,000 years, it cannot go through one-tenth of the area of the immeasurable sea.

Although the four seas are vast, they are much smaller than the immeasurable seas.

The waters of the four seas emerge from this immeasurable sea, and the four seas flow back into this immeasurable sea.

Above the East China Sea, a fresh breeze blows, with a slightly salty sea breeze and a wave of spray, hitting the layers of golden sand, occasionally a few shells are pushed onto the beach by the waves, and the sun shines on the golden sand, making the beach float with a layer of bright brilliance.

In the Taichu Dojo, Yang Mei sat on the high platform of the cloud bed, and there were a group of monks sitting below. I only heard the voice of the avenue coming out of Yang Mei's mouth: "The Dao rushes and uses it, or it is not profitable." The abyss is like the sect of all things. Solve its disputes, and its light, with its dust, like or exist. I don't know whose son is the first of the emperors. ”

The extremely mysterious sound of the Great Dao echoed in the main hall, and all the monks and creatures were addicted to the Great Dao, intoxicated by the process of the Dao Xing's mana soaring.

"Holding on to the profit is not as good as oneself; It can't be kept for a long time; The house is full of gold and jade, and Mo can keep it; Rich and arrogant, self-blame. Meritorious retreat, the way of heaven. Speaking of this, the sound of the avenue came to an abrupt end.

Listening to the unnatural awakening of all beings from the mysterious and intoxicating avenue, they all felt extremely uncomfortable, and looked at Yang Mei suspiciously.

I saw Yang Mei sitting with his eyes closed, and his right index finger pinched slightly, and said, "Hongjun is going to merge." ”

Hongjun is about to join the way? Hearing the sermon, the creatures were at a loss for a while.

Yang Mei smiled and said, "This sermon ends here, you will wait for the next time." As soon as the words fell, the person had disappeared from the high platform.

"After Hongjun merges, I am going to meet the twelve ancestors." Her silver eyes sparkled brightly in the slightly dim room.

Time flies by, three thousand years pass quietly, and this time is the time for Hongjun's third sermon.

At this time, a vast and thick heavenly power poured out from the sky, and an extremely indifferent voice sounded: "The third sermon begins, you will come to the Chaos Zixiao Palace." As soon as the words fell, the heavenly power in the sky disappeared in an instant.

At this time, all kinds of streamers flew out from all over the flood in an instant, and in an instant, they rushed straight into the chaos, and the degree of three thousand streamers was obviously much faster than the previous thousands of years.

It can be seen that comprehending the Tao from Hongjun, combined with summarizing what he has learned, is also a great progress in the Tao.

After a while, all the three thousand Hongchen guests came to this Zixiao Palace, and after sitting down according to their respective positions, the figure of that Hongjun appeared quietly.

"After this sermon, I will be in line with the Tao, and from then on I will be the way of heaven, but the way of heaven is not Hongjun." After Hongjun finished speaking, he glanced at the three thousand monks in the audience, closed his eyes and talked directly about the avenue.

This time, Hongjun's sermon is about quasi-saints and saints, and he talks about the sky, the golden lotus surging from the ground, and the rich essence of the sun and the moon, and the bright stars falling from the endless void.

Looking at the three thousand Hongchen guests in the Zixiao Palace, all of them showed intoxication.

Indulge in the sound of the avenue and swim in the ocean of the avenue.

What Hongjun said earlier is the path of quasi-sainthood, the natural Dao mana of these three thousand monks has arrived, as long as the opportunity comes, they can successfully cut out the good corpse, and the strength of cultivation can cross the realm of the Da Luo Jin Immortal to become a master of the quasi-saint realm.

For a while, the brilliance flashed in this Zixiao Palace, and a breakthrough aura appeared in this Zixiao Palace.

Seeing this, Hongjun flicked his fingers, blocking the breath generated by everyone's breakthrough so as not to disturb others.

As time passed, there were more and more people breaking through the aura, and more than half of them had successfully slashed out the good corpse with the help of this innate spirit treasure, and cultivated to become the ultimate quasi-saint realm.

In addition, there are some monks who are stuck at the bottleneck of the peak realm of this Da Luo Jin Immortal, and they can't cut out the good corpse to set foot in the quasi-saint realm, but this is not an opportunity, and they can immediately cut out the good corpse when the opportunity comes.

With the passage of Hongjun's sermon, he had already begun to explain the way of the saint by the way of the quasi-saint, and the three thousand monks frowned at this time, obviously the way of the saints below was still incomprehensible with their current cultivation realm, and only a few monks understood some such as the three Qings, Nuwa, Zhun Ti and others.

As time passed, three thousand years passed, and a bell rang, and all three thousand monks woke up from the sound of the Great Dao, and they knew that Hongjun was about to join the Dao at this time.

"I am about to join the way, and make up for the whole heavenly way with my body, and a saint should be born under my door and establish a holy position." Hongjun said.

As soon as these words came out, the three thousand monks in the Zixiao Palace looked at Hongjun with burning eyes, and Taiqing Laozi said: "Dare to ask the teacher, how many holy seats are there?" ”

Hongjun said lightly: "There should be seven holy positions under my gate, and when the saint comes out, he will be in charge of the flood on behalf of the Heavenly Dao." As soon as he said this, the eyes of the three thousand monks were even more scorching, and they looked at Hongjun expectantly, hoping to get the place of the holy throne.

"Dare to ask the teacher, who can be sanctified?" Yuqing Yuan Shi said.

Hongjun glanced at Yuan Shi, turned his hand, took out a ball of purple light, and said: "This is the foundation of the Great Dao, Hongmeng purple qi, and only when you get it can you become holy." ”

When everyone heard this, their eyes were fiery and they looked at the Hongmeng purple qi, if it wasn't for the Hongjun who held this purple qi, I was afraid that everyone would have stepped forward to grab it.

Hongjun ignored the eyes of everyone, looked at Sanqing, Nuwa, and Zhun Ti who were sitting on six futons and said: "Sanqing is incarnated by the Pangu Yuan God, and his body has great merits and can be sanctified. After speaking, he shot the three Hongmeng purple qi into the three clear primordial gods.

When the purple qi entered the body, Sanqing felt that a mysterious thing was revealed in the Yuan Shen, and he knew in his heart that this was the Hongmeng purple qi, and he bowed to Hongjun happily in his heart: "Thank you, teacher, for giving Hongmeng purple qi." ”

Hongjun nodded imperceptibly, then took out a purple qi and looked at Nuwa and said, "Nuwa will have a great merit to do in the future, and she can be sanctified." After speaking, he shot the Hongmeng purple qi into Nuwa's primordial spirit.

Feeling the Hongmeng purple qi in the Yuan Shen, Nuwa was overjoyed and thanked Hongjun: "Thank you, teacher." ”