After Qi Fang sat down, he looked around and silently observed the situation in the main hall.

There was no one on the high platform, and when the lecture began, Hongjun Daozu would not appear.

Sitting in the first row were naturally the six Heavenly Saints.

Sanqing had already broken through to the quasi-saint realm at the end of the last sermon, and after three thousand years of cultivation, he had stabilized his cultivation at the early stage of quasi-sainthood.

The last time they met, Nuwa and the Western duo were still at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and they stepped into the realm of quasi-saints with one foot. Now, they have crossed that chasm and reached the realm of quasi-holiness. Although their realm is not yet stable, it is not the same as before.

Sometimes, one step away can make a world of difference.

There were more than a dozen people sitting in the second row, all of them were the top powers in the Flood Wilderness, and half of them had also stepped into the realm of quasi-saints, and their cultivation was comparable to that of Nuwa, the Daoist who received the Dao, and the Quasi-Daoist.

Before the second lecture, the quasi-saints in Zixiao Palace had already exceeded the number of hands.

Starting from the third row, all the people in the back were Da Luo Jin Immortals, and their cultivation had made a very obvious improvement compared to three thousand years ago.

Not long after Qi Fang sat down, the door of Zixiao Palace suddenly "creaked" shut, and then a crisp bell rang, and Hongjun Dao Ancestor appeared on the high platform silently, just like the last time he preached, mysterious and mysterious, making it impossible to speculate.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of the nameless world; The mother of all things. Therefore, there is always nothing, and I want to see its wonders; Often, I want to see it. These two have the same name and the same name, and they are the same mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. ”

After Hongjun Dao Ancestor appeared, he seemed to completely ignore everyone in the hall, and he didn't say a single superfluous word, and started preaching. For a while, the sky was in full swing, the ground was surging with golden lotus, and the laws of heaven were transformed into various rare and exotic beasts, and purple qi was born.

"When the sergeant heard the word, he acted diligently; When the sergeant heard this, if he survived, he died; When the corporal heard this, he laughed. It's not enough not to laugh. Therefore, there are suggestions: if the way is ambiguous; If you retreat; Yidao Ruo; Upper Dejo Valley; Great white and humiliating; If Guangde is insufficient; Jiande if he steals; The quality is true; Generous; Late bloomer; Loud voice; Elephants are invisible; The road is nameless. The husband is the only way, and the loan is good. ”

"The three corpses are things, and the real souls and ghosts are also the genus. If you want to cause people to die early, this corpse should be a ghost, indulge in parades, and eat people for worship. Every time it comes to the poor day of Liujia, the heavens are white and the life is white, the Taoist is guilty, the too big one takes the discipline, and the too small one takes the people. ”

"The three corpses, a young girl, cut people's eyes, make people's eyes wrinkled, bad breath and teeth; The second is said to be Baigu, which makes the abdomen chakra full of annoyance, the bones are dry and the flesh is burnt, the will does not rise, and the person who can't think about it, so the person who seeks immortals, first goes to the three corpses, is tranquil and desireless, the spirit is quiet, and the accumulation of goodness is effective, and it is to become an immortal. ”

This time, Hongjun Dao Ancestor preached the path of quasi-saints, which was obscure and difficult to understand, and most of them behaved in a daze, frowning and shaking their heads constantly. Although he didn't understand it very well, he forcibly restrained his mind and memorized the teachings of Hongjun Dao Ancestor in his heart, and then slowly understood it in the future.

Only the people sitting in the first two rows can barely understand some, among them, Sanqing is owned by Pangu Yuanshen, and has the merit of opening the heavens, plus they are already in the realm of quasi-saints, and Hongjun can understand three or four percent of the Taoism he preached.

Quasi-Daoists, Daoists and Nuwa are saints of heaven, each with their own fate, and they can understand two or three out of ten.

Donghuang Taiyi, Emperor Jun, Fu Xi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, Styx and others are innate powers, with deep roots, and have a quasi-saint-level realm, Hongjun can barely understand one or two percent of the Taoism, and the rest can only be forcibly memorized in his heart.

The remaining 3,000 Hongchen guests, there are very few who can understand Yicheng, and most of them are not one, even if they rely on the powerful Yuan Shen to forcibly memorize, they can only remember a few words. But even these few words will have a great effect on their future practice.

The three of Qi Fang have chaotic-level exercises, and when Hongjun Dao Ancestor expounded the Dao Zhili, he compared the content of what he said with his own exercises, and they were able to understand five or sixty percent out of ten, and the Yuan Shen and the realm were rapidly improving, and they were the three people who gained the most in the entire Zixiao Palace.

I don't know how long it took, Hongjun Dao Ancestor's voice suddenly stopped, and everyone in Zixiao Palace woke up one after another from the confusion.

"This is the end of this sermon, and the next sermon will be in 3,000 years, so let's go back." Hongjun's voice was ethereal and natural.

"Thank you, Hongjun Daozu."

Everyone saluted respectfully, and when they got up, Hongjun Daozu had disappeared, and everyone couldn't help but sigh, three thousand years passed too quickly, and many people had just entered the state, and they had a half-claw understanding of Hongjun Avenue, and the time was over.

Qi Fang noticed that Sanqing had a look of joy on his face, and he had obviously gained a lot. The quasi-saint path that Hongjun Dao Ancestor said was extremely mysterious, although they only understood three or four percent, it was enough to raise their realm to a level and reach the middle stage of quasi-sainthood.

Nuwa and the Western duo were expressionless, although there was no wrong gain, but compared to Sanqing, they were much inferior, but they only stabilized the realm of the early stage of the quasi-saint, and vaguely touched the threshold of the middle stage of the quasi-saint.

Most of the dozen or so powerful people sitting in the second row frowned deeply, muttering to themselves, as if they were reminiscing about the avenue that Hongjun said. All of them have been promoted to the quasi-saint realm, but the depth of cultivation is slightly different.

Most of the rest of the people were at a loss, still wandering in the realm of Daluo, and only a small number of people had touched the threshold of the quasi-saint, faintly breaking through.

The three of Qi Fang gained the most, and they all broke through the original realm.

"The Nine Turns Golden Body Technique has reached the sixth turn, and the Immortal Golden Body has been achieved, even the chaotic qi cannot wear out my physical body. Every move has the potential to collapse the heavens and the earth, and Da Luo Jinxian is like an ant in my eyes, which can be killed with one punch. "Qi Fang is very satisfied with the harvest this time.

"Xianggong, Kunpeng is out." Su Quan reminded beside him.

"Go, keep up, it's time to break up with him." Qi Fang said immediately.

The three of them followed behind the Kunpeng Dao people, left Zixiao Palace, and entered the Chaos World.

Although the Kunpeng Dao people have the fastest speed in the world, they dare not let go of their hands and feet in the chaos, and they still need to leave three points of strength to resist the erosion of the chaotic qi. As a result, they can calmly keep up with the speed of Kunpeng.

After traveling some distance in the chaotic world, the Kunpeng Daoist noticed that the chaotic qi in front of him suddenly surged violently, and then a pitch-black spear shadow emerged from the chaos, stabbing at him like lightning.

"Not good!"

The Kunpeng Dao people recognized at a glance that this black shadow was the Demon Dao Killing Treasure Killing Divine Spear, and their hearts couldn't help but froze, and they hurriedly flapped their wings and moved sideways.

"Brush!"

The godkiller spear grazed Kunpeng's wings, creating an undercurrent in the chaos.