Time passed, and I don't know how long it took, the sound of the Tao stopped, and everyone woke up from enlightenment.

When I woke up, everyone was sorry, and they wanted to listen to it again, but Hongjun didn't talk about it.

This is the end of the sermon, and the next one will be in a thousand years. Wait until you go away, and come back in a thousand years. The seat is set, and there is no further competition for a seat. After that, Hongjun Daoist saluted Lin Fan slightly and disappeared into the hall.

"Congratulations to Dao Ancestor!" All the people in the hall said in unison.

At the end of the sermon, the Hongjun Taoist left, and the strong people in the temple began to leave one after another.

Many strong people walked fast, for fear of being attacked and killed by the enemy if they walked slowly.

As soon as he listened to Hongjun Daozu's preaching, his perception had not yet turned into strength, and he was attacked and killed.

Everyone left, Lin Fan also left with Nuwa, and as soon as he left Zixiao Palace, he saw Kunpeng and Hongyun Ancestor fighting in the galaxy, and the aftermath spread, impacting the stars, and making a large number of strong people detour.

Some strong people couldn't make a detour, and their strength was not as good, and they were shocked to death by the aftermath. He will not be blind until he dies.

The way of the saint is close at hand, as long as you live, you can hear it, and if you are lucky, you may even be able to become holy. But they did not live that time.

Fighting broke out elsewhere in the galaxy. However, some strong people are worried that after listening to Daozu's preaching, their strength will increase greatly after they go back, so they will attack in advance and strangle the opponent before they rise.

"Your Majesty, do you need to lead the troops to suppress it?" Seeing many strong people fighting in the galaxy, the pig-headed quasi-saint asked.

Dijun nodded.

Immediately, the pig-headed quasi-saint led his troops to suppress the battle.

As soon as the Heavenly Court soldiers and horses came out, the strong men who made the move fled one after another, because they found that the suppression of Heavenly Court was more inclined to kill.

"Let's go!" Seeing this, the Red Cloud Ancestor, who was fighting with Kunpeng, flew away.

Kunpeng is a Heavenly Court Demon Master, and if he continues to fight, the Red Cloud Ancestor is worried that the Heavenly Court powerhouse will interfere in the battle.

He was not Kunpeng's opponent in the first place, once the Heavenly Court Quasi-Saint intervened in the battle, what awaited him could only be a fall.

As soon as the Red Cloud Ancestor left, Zhen Yuanzi also left.

After a while, the galaxy, which had been full of battles, returned to calm.

Only the fragments of the divine weapons remained, and the corpses of immortal-level powerhouses told that there had been many battles here.

"Let people listen to the sermon, but don't stop the people from fighting, is the choice of heaven a natural selection?" Lin Fan looked at Zixiao Palace, not understanding why Hongjun Dao Ancestor didn't make a move to stop the battle.

"It seems that you have to be careful to let Nuwa be a disciple of Dao Ancestor. Judging by his demeanor, he seemed to be dissatisfied with me. When Nuwa approaches me, she will most likely be implicated......"

"Senior, what do you want?" Seeing that Lin Fan was distracted, Nuwa shook her hand in front of Lin Fan.

"Didn't think about anything, let's go back."

The sword realm opened, and Lin Fan took Nuwa and Fuxi back to Buzhou Mountain.

A thousand years are fleeting.

When the time for the second sermon came, many strong people gathered in Zixiao Palace.

There are fewer strong people, and there are more new faces.

The door of Zixiao Palace opened, and all the powerhouses entered Zixiao Palace one after another.

They saluted Lin Fan as usual, and when they saw that Lin Fan's cultivation had not changed, the respect in their hearts was much less than when they preached for the first time.

The strong men sat down one by one.

Some of the seats were empty because the original seat owner died.

Seeing that no one was left behind, the new strong man filled the empty seat.

After the newcomer was seated, there were still many empty seats in the hall.

The six saints were still carrying the futon and sitting in the same place where they had heard the sermon for the first time.

The futon that was brought to Zhun Ti and the lead was borrowed from the Tongtian Dao people thousands of years ago.

A loan is a thousand years, and there is no mention of repayment.

"There's a vacancy, let's go and sit down. How bad it is to sit here. Fu Xi whispered to Nuwa.

"Don't go!" Nuwa shook him at the back of his head.

My futon was given by Lin Fan's predecessors, so I won't go.

"Shall we go?" Sanqing is also communicating.

"Don't go, Daozu said that the seat will not change." It's too high.

"There were no extra seats at the time. Now that there are seats that do not sit, what if the ancestors are testing us to be flexible? ”

Yuan Shi Dao people speculated.

"Senior brother, why do you want to do so much. Our cultivation is not top-notch among all the quasi-saints in the hall, and our talent is very good, but compared with Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, there is still a gap. With them, Dao Ancestor wants to test them first. Don't think about it so much, just sit on the futon honestly. "Heaven is humane.

"But don't you think we're a head shorter than them when we sit on the futon?" Yuan Shi said again.

"I don't think so."

In the rear, the quasi-mention and the lead also muttered.

"There's a seat and you don't sit, a bunch of idiots." The quasi-Daoist connected to the Daoist and walked towards the two most luxurious chairs.

"Senior brother, Dao Ancestor said that the position remains the same, you come back quickly."

The receiver hurriedly reminded him so as not to make a mistake.

The next scene left the lead speechless.

I saw Zhun Ti walk to the chair, and instead of sitting on the chair, he put the two chairs into the storage ring, put them away, and then returned to the futon to sit down.

"Senior brother, what are you?"

"Everyone has a chair, and if you don't sit down, you have to take it, otherwise you will lose money."

Some people couldn't laugh or cry.

The second sermon begins.

This time, Hongjun Daozu talked about the path of quasi-saints, from the quasi-saint one to the quasi-saint ninefold.

Those who missed the first sermon heard the second sermon and felt more regret at the same time.

I regret why I didn't come when I preached the first sermon.

Hongjun Daozu's preaching is interlocking, and each link is important.

The first time I talked about the way of Da Luo Jin Xian, and the second time I talked about the way of quasi-saints.

The lack of a link seems to have a small impact, but in fact, it is a millimeter difference.

The second sermon ended.

This time, Hongjun Daozu also announced that he would come back after a thousand years.

"A thousand years later, it will be the first time I will preach to you, and I will preach the way of the saints." Hongjun Daozu announced.

"The Way of the Saint?!" All the strong people held their breath, unwilling to miss every syllable that Hongjun Daozu said.

"Yes, the way of the saints. The first time I talked about the way of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, from the beginning of the immortal level to the ninefold of the Da Luo Jin Immortal, the second time I talked about the way of the quasi-saint, from the quasi-saint to the ninefold, and the third time I naturally talked about the way of the saint. ”

Speaking of this, Hongjun Daozu casually looked at Lin Fan, trying to see the change in Lin Fan's expression.

saw that Lin Fan was unmoved.

Even when he said the way of the saints, he was unmoved.

Hongjun Daoist was puzzled, and there were more doubts in his heart.

"Even the expression of the Heavenly Emperor Emperor Jun changed when he heard me mention the way of the saint, why didn't Lin Fan's expression change? Isn't he interested in how to become a saint? Or did he already have the way to become a saint? Could it be that he, like me, also got the opportunity to open the heavens? ”

"For the third sermon, I will select six disciples among you." Hongjun Daozu continued to release heavy news.

All the people in the temple pressed and their hearts boiled.

If it weren't for Hongjun Dao Ancestor's presence, I'm afraid he would have shouted out a long time ago.

Selecting six disciples does not mean that six of them can be sanctified?

The strong people present were not fools, and instantly comprehended the meaning of Hongjun Daozu.

(End of chapter)