Glancing at Xiaoyu, Tang Quan said, Xiaoyu knelt behind Tang Quan, gently tapped him on the shoulder, and said:

"Let the master worry, the light rain has condensed the seeds of heavenly flames, and then I have to retreat, I don't know how long it will take to wake up, and then the woods and grass here will be left unattended. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tang Quan glanced at the small mountains here, smiled and said:

"If you don't take care of it, let him grow it by himself, anyway, there is a formation adjustment around this small lake, as long as those flowers, plants and trees don't grow around the house, it's not bad that you can condense the seeds of Tianyan so quickly, go to retreat, maybe you can help me with something in the future, go ......"

Xiaoyu hammered Tang Quan's back again, and then returned to the hut to start retreating, Tang Quan walked into his room, and in it, Yang Mei, Vermilion Bird and Tianmei were still recovering, and they couldn't see the next excitement and the future excitement of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

Tang Quan looked at the three Honghuang gods who were all going to be his women and smiled, he sat aside and sorted out his affairs, and at this time, in the chaos of Zixiao Palace, the remaining less than a hundred Zixiao guests entered the last moment of Hongjun's preaching.

Hongjun's sermon is divided into three thousand years each time, with an interval of 20 million years in between.

But is it really what Hongjun thinks for these listeners? According to Tang Quan's guess, this Hongjun is just to let these 3,000 listeners survive the fittest, and the last person is the elite among them, and there are very few elites left after the battle.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun is still talking eloquently, in the first row in front of him from left to right sit the three Qings of Taishang, Yuanshi and Tongtian, and then to the right are Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhun Ti;

In the second row, the emperor's majesty is increasing day by day, Taiyi's fierce aura is getting stronger, Kunpeng is as deep as the North Underworld, Fu Xi's eyes are misty but full of wisdom, the Styx is murderous and full of terror, Zhen Yuanzi is expressionless, but Hongyun always has a polite smile, and he doesn't know what he is calculating in his heart;

After a few people, the prince of the east squinted his eyes and looked very proud, as the head of the male immortals appointed by Hongjun, theoretically all the male cultivators in the flood should submit to him, but none of the strong people in the big forces bird him.

The Queen Mother of the West smiled beside the Eastern Prince, but the suspicion she occasionally showed when she glanced at the people around her seemed to indicate that she had seen through something.

After that, he was the strongest of the major forces, Ji Meng, Bai Ze, Jiuying, Fei Dan, Qin Yuan and Ghost Che under Di Jun, Shang Yang, Yi Tie, Fei Lian, and Ying Zhao under Tai Yi, and Nuwa Fuxi's Lie Bug, Mocking Wind, Jianxi, Zangtu, Jiaotu, Kiss, Pu Lao, Qiang, Prison Niu, Raccoon, Pixiu, and Gluttony, which are strong with dragon blood, as well as the fox clan's strong nine-tailed sky fox and the beast king's nine-headed lion are also among them;

However, Nuwa Fuxi has a lot of Zixiao guests under him, but they are much worse than the strong ones in front, as for Kunpeng, because he is located in an extremely cold place, there are no strong people under his command who can enter Zixiao Palace, and at the end there are two handsome female cultivators, their names are Chang Xi and Xi He.

These two women live in Taiyin Star, because they are located in the starry sky, and there are no forces to attack them, but at this time, it is Hongjun's third round of preaching, and the two of them are obviously uneasy, especially when they see the leaders of the four major forces, they are constantly looking at each other and being extremely depressed.

In a blink of an eye, it has been nine hundred years since the third round of preaching, Hongjun has already talked about the beheading of corpses and sanctification, and when he finished talking about how to behead corpses and how to unite, Taiqing Taishang, who was sitting in the first place, frowned and asked:

"Dare to ask Dao Ancestor, what Dao Ancestor said Dao Fruit Golden Immortal Corpse needs to be treasured above the innate spirit treasure to entrust the true spirit cultivation, but the supreme treasure is the best, and how many desolate spirit treasures are there? How much does Arcana have? If you can't kill the three corpses, how can you preach? ”

What Taishang asked was the key, and all the people gave up the crankiness in their hearts for the time being and looked at Hongjun, who nodded expressionlessly and said:

"The number of the Innate Spiritual Treasure and the Innate Supreme Treasure of the Flood Desolation is three hundred and sixty-five, and the Innate Spiritual Treasure that can be used to behead the corpse to become enlightened requires at least a high level, and its number is not more than ten, as for the Innate Supreme Treasure, there are only three pieces: the Chaos Bell, the Pangu Banner and the Taiji Diagram.

Therefore, although there are many innate spirit treasures that can be used to behead corpses, there are very few truly powerful ones, and it is difficult to behead corpses with treasures to become holy;

In addition to beheading corpses to become enlightened, there is also a way to become a saint, that is, to make contributions to heaven and earth, to achieve immeasurable merits and complete the laws that oneself has cultivated to become holy, which is the acquired merit of saints. ”

There are a number of treasures, but merit is even more difficult to find, so everyone present began to think about those people who had the Supreme Treasure Spirit Treasure in their hands, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who had the First Innate Treasure Chaos Bell in his hands, felt that countless pairs of eyes were looking at him, but he was warlike and fearless by nature, and he looked at Hongjun without changing his face and asked:

"Is it absolutely possible to unite the three corpses and become an Innate Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit Golden Immortal?"

The innate mixed yuan dao fruit golden immortal, that is, the congenital saint, the acquired merit saint is much worse than the congenital saint when he hears it, and he wants to become a strong person like Hongjun in his dreams, so he has this question.

Hongjun shook his head and said:

"I am beheading the three corpses, but the unity of the Tao requires extremely strong innate merit qi, so cutting off the three corpses is the most difficult way to preach."

Since the battle of the Mandate of Heaven, the flood desolation has no innate merit qi, and the reason why there is no way to break through the innate saint in the desolation world according to the guidance of Hongjun is theoretically impossible to break through the innate saint.

"Are there many saints?" The shriveled guide suddenly asked.

Hongjun replied:

"Under the way of heaven, there are nine ...... saints"

When Hongjun said this, he remembered the person who carried a knife and threatened the Heavenly Dao of the Hong Desolation, domineering, ignoring the existence of the will of the Hong Desolation, if the Hong Desolate dared to continue to eat him, he dared to directly destroy the whole world, such a person is a strong man who is truly at ease.

Saint, congenital saint, Hongjun can now sense Tang Quan's cultivation when he held the Xiaoyao Sword and roared at the flood wilderness, but he is not an innate saint like him who is subject to the way of heaven.

Hongjun was a little envious, and then knew that Tang Quan would be his biggest enemy, if the Heavenly Dao was to be consummated, there could not be a strong man in the desolate world who dared to destroy the heavens and the earth at any time, and if he wanted to destroy an innate saint, he first had to perfect the Heavenly Dao, so that he could use the power of the Heavenly Dao to fight with it.

“...... And I am a congenital saint, there are eight saints to rule the world, and Sanqing has Pangu Yuanshen to condense great merits, and I can be holy when I draw it out, and now I can be my disciple. ”

Hongjun sighed with emotion in his heart and looked at Sanqing, Taishang, Yuan Shi and Tongtian immediately got up and knelt down and leaned over when they heard that they had a play, and said:

"The disciple is willing to serve the teacher."