After being stunned for a moment, Haotian didn't think about it, so he ran towards the outside of the palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He had to digest the scene he had just seen, and the amount of information was too great for him to bear alone......

And in the live broadcast room at this time.

"Anchor, Hongjun said that he won't preach until a hundred years later, you don't want us all to watch you sleep and watch for a hundred years, right?"

"yes, in 100 years, most of the people here must be hanging, right? Why don't you give us some benefits? ”

"That's right, the anchor wants welfare, let's have a Chengxian tea, the kind that becomes an immortal after drinking, so that there is no limit to longevity."

"What I said upstairs makes sense, saying that Hongjun's sermons are calculated according to thousands of years, which makes us come to the video for countless generations?"

“......”

Looking at the barrage of everyone in the live broadcast room, Wang Zi nodded slightly.

In fact, he had thought of this situation a long time ago, but before he could implement it, the audience had already asked about it.

"Don't worry, I've been here for a hundred years, and you've only been here for 1 hour, so wait, in an hour, start preaching."

The ideas that appeared in Wang Zi's mind suddenly formed a huge barrage in the live broadcast room, and then the law of time quietly changed.

Wang Zi didn't say anything specific, anyway...... With the intelligence of the earthlings, they must not understand how the law of time has changed.

Why is it that in the past 100 years, the earth has only passed for 1 hour?

Why is the live broadcast screen in front of me still the same as it was?

Why didn't the live broadcast screen speed up, but it was the same as the original?

Why......

Wang Zi didn't bother to explain so much, and the power of words and words was not something they could understand.

So, in order not to waste his saliva, Wang Zi simply closed his eyes.

......

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, everyone on Earth had been waiting for an hour.

And just an hour later.

The gate of Zixiao Palace slowly opened, and countless monks rushed in from the gate.

The first ones must be Sanqing, Nuwa and others.

When I saw that there were already two people sitting on the 6 futons in front of me.

A group of monks who didn't know that the futon in front of them must be a big opportunity.

After Sanqing, who was running fast, directly occupied three positions, Nuwa and Fuxi glanced at each other.

Seeing his sister's hesitation, Fu Xi directly pushed her to the last seat.

Then he sat down behind him.

As for the others?

I wasn't so lucky, looking at the 6 futons in front of me all full.

The rest of the people had to sit on the floor behind the futon.

After a long while, the gate of Zixiao Palace slowly closed.

But from the gate that had just been closed came a cry.

But everyone inside didn't seem to hear it, including Hongjun.

At this time, Hongjun and Wang Zi also slowly opened their eyes.

After lightly glancing at the six people on the futon, Hongjun frowned slightly.

But then, when I saw Wang Zi looking at the people below with interest on the side.

The brow slowly relaxed.

"Since you have entered my Zixiao Palace, you are destined for the poor road."

"Now that I have become holy, under the way of heaven, I should have the responsibility of educating all sentient beings."

"Yes, the poor Tao should be preached three times, this is the first time, and it depends on your own understanding of how much you can understand."

Light words came out of Hongjun's mouth and echoed throughout Zixiao Palace.

Everyone below saluted respectfully.

Seeing that everyone below was like this, Hongjun stroked his beard, and then spoke again.

"In the future, the seat will be like this, and it cannot be changed."

After saying this, after seeing that everyone had no objections, Hongjun looked at the place where Haotian was.

"Knock ......"

Haotian is also clever, and when he saw Hongjun coming, he immediately rang the golden bell beside him.

The golden bell rings, representing the beginning of Hongjun's sermon.

And Hongjun, after seeing Haotian ring the bell, slowly opened his mouth and began his first sermon after his sanctification.

"Before the beginning of heaven and earth, there was a thing, for chaos, before chaos, there was a thing, for Hongmeng, the Taoist, Hongmeng became also."

"There is a mixture of things, born congenitally, lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not slack, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, but the strong word is said. ”

"Chaos gives birth to infinity, non-polarization Taiji, Taiji turns yin and yang, and the two instruments and four images follow the ......"

"Chaotic business, one life is two, two is three, three is all things, all things are negative yin and yang......"

"The avenue takes heaven and earth as the oven, and all things are nourished into the way, so the way is impermanent, and nothing is known."

"The Taoist, the nameless, the mother of all things, and the beginning of heaven and earth are also ......"

“......”

When Hongjun said this, Wang Zi was confused.

What is this talking about?

Not only Wang Zi was confused, but everyone in the audience, and even everyone in the live broadcast room, were all confused.

This Hongjun preached...... How do I feel more than those old gentlemen in ancient times...... People can at least bring up emotions, he ......"

"That's right, the anchor or you translate it, it's all ancient Chinese, we can't understand it."

"Translation? Do you try it in English? Translated, the meaning is completely different, right? Let's just listen to it, I've already recorded it anyway. ”

"Upstairs +1, I've also recorded the video, and I'll save it to the USB flash drive later, this USB flash drive is my family's heirloom, this is Hongjun's preaching, hahaha."

“......”

glanced at the complaints of everyone in the live broadcast room, and then looked at the drowsy appearance of everyone below, Wang Zi looked at Hongjun who was talking a little speechlessly.

Shaking his head, Wang Zi looked at the six people sitting on the futon below.

These six people were listening to Hongjun's sermon energetically at this time, but behind the energetic was deep pain.

Nonsense.

Do you sit on a burning futon and are in pain......

Moreover, he could not move yet, so he could only distract himself by listening to the sermon.

looked at the painful expressions of Li Ye and the cheap man below.

Wang Zi nodded slightly, he suffered hardship, and he was a master......

It turned out that this was understood in this way, and Wang Zi felt that his posture had risen.

When the audience of the earth videos and listens to the sermon, time passes slowly.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zi even just took a nap, and Hongjun's sermon was over.

"Knock ......"

With the ringing of this bell, everyone who was immersed in sleep slowly woke up.

"A thousand years have passed, and this is the end of this sermon, and after a hundred years, it will be preached again."

Seeing that everyone came to their senses, Hongjun's faint voice came from above, and then Hongjun closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

And the people below didn't seem to want to leave, and began to gather together to discuss the issue of cultivation.

Because......

The palace gate of Zixiao Palace did not open.

Everyone couldn't leave, so they had to wait in this Zixiao Palace for a hundred years.