The words were divided into two ends, Sanqing and the others flew all the way, crossed the stars, passed through the layers of Gangfeng, and crossed the sea of thunder.

After decades, Sanqing entered a chaotic void, the earth, water, fire, and wind raged everywhere, the light was bizarre, the void was shattered and reorganized, and the breath of destruction and creation was pervasive.

In the chaos, Lao Tzu and the three of them also had serious faces, Lao Tzu hung a golden exquisite pagoda on his head, and the aura of Xuanhuang hung down like a waterfall to protect everyone; Block all the earth, water, fire, and wind that are approaching everyone three feet away.

Sanqing and the others carefully avoided the void that was shattering everywhere.

Although Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Tongtian and others were also shocked under the protection of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of the Heavenly Treasure Heaven and Earth.

After several years, he finally crossed the daunting area and came to a void filled with light, which was extremely calm, and there was nothing but the uncertain glow.

Floating in this void, I don't know how long it took, suddenly, a grand aura came to my face, and a huge palace appeared in the void in the distance, showing mystery and mystery in the void.

This is Zixiao Palace! When Hongjun preached, he said that those who are destined can go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, but what is this fateful person? How many cultivators of the Flood Desolation have the strength to come to this Zixiao Palace? Alas, without the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, it would be difficult to survive the chaotic turbulence. This destined person should be a powerful person!

When I arrived in front of me, I really felt the shock of this Zixiao Palace, and there was an extremely grand atmosphere, which was terrifying. On the huge plaque at the door, the three big characters of 'Zixiao Palace' are like road marks, which are mysterious and moving. The palace door is wide open, and there is a mysterious atmosphere rippling.

The three of Lao Tzu entered the main hall of Zixiao Palace, but there were not many people in the main hall, and the three of Lao Tzu went straight to the first three futons and sat down, without saying a word. Quietly close your eyes and recuperate.

I don't know how much time has passed, people in the hall have come in one after another, most of them have silently sat down and waited after coming in, and a few people also went to Lao Tzu to meet the three of them, and after seeing the ceremony, they also sat down and waited silently.

Then a few more people came in one after another, among them was Taiyi, who Yun Zhongzi had seen, still looking arrogant, holding the bright bronze bell, and walking with him was also a man in a bright yellow robe, quite dignified, but at the moment he was smiling, nodding to everyone he saw. That person was Di Jun, who was born in the Sun Star with Taiyi, and the Lord of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court who possessed the innate spirit treasure 'River Tuluo Book'.

Coming in behind the two of them was a Taoist man with a huge hooked nose, sharp eyes, and a green robe.

A man and a woman came in, the woman was peerless, graceful and luxurious, with a warm atmosphere, and the man was handsome and smiling. These two are Nuwa and Fuxi

The two nodded and saluted the people they saw all the way, and after coming to Lao Tzu and the three of them, Nuwa sat down on a futon next to Tongtian, and the man sat behind Nuwa.

At this time, another person came in from outside the hall, wearing a green robe, carrying a double sword, his face was a little gloomy, he entered the main hall, looked at it, leaned against a pillar with both hands, closed his eyes and looked at himself.

After that, a lot of people entered, including the introduction and the Zhun Ti, the two of them entered the hall together, and walked straight to the front row, the front one had a three-inch short beard, a bun on the top of his head, a gray robe, and his eyes were shining; The latter was particularly tall, with curly hair, with ears hanging down his shoulders, two pieces of earthy yellow cloth obliquely on his shoulders, and a bundle of silk thread tied around his waist.

After the two came to the front row to greet Lao Tzu, the tall man sat down next to Nuwa, and the other sat on the last futon.

A woman came in after a while, dressed in goose yellow palace clothes, bright and pleasant, entered the main hall, and did not talk to anyone, so she wanted to find a place to sit down, but at this time, there was a sound in her ears, and Kunpeng, who came in behind the Donghuang and Dijun, shouted: "Wu clan child, you have no primordial god congenitally, why did you come to Zixiao Palace, do you want to join the Xuanmen lineage?" It's ridiculous! ”

"Hongjun Dao Ancestor has a word, but anyone who is destined can come to listen to the Tao, since Ben Wu came to Zixiao Palace, he is the person who is destined in Hongjun Dao Ancestor's words, why can't he come to Zixiao Palace?"

"As for whether Ben Wu wants to join the Xuanmen lineage, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the people in the demon clan such as you." A faint crisp sound sounded in the Zixiao Palace, and this person dressed in the goose yellow palace costume was one of the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan, the Houtu Ancestor Witch.

Hou Tu didn't pay much attention to Kunpeng's words, but walked to a corner and sat down cross-legged, looking at the cloud bed in the palace and falling into deep thought.

Di Jun's face turned angry, and he stopped the demon master Kunpeng, no matter what grudges the two lich clans had, they couldn't give birth to right and wrong in Zixiao Palace.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch can naturally come to Zixiao Palace, but the Wu Clan does not have a primordial god, and this emperor is afraid that Ancestral Witch will come for nothing, so it is better to return to the desolate world immediately."

Hearing this, many Hongchen guests in the palace couldn't help laughing, Hongjun Dao Ancestor is immeasurable, and the divine channel method is even more mysterious, but the Wu clan has no original god, and can't comprehend the wonders, so what can you do!

Hou Tu ignored this and just sat quietly aside.

Seeing this, Di Jun did not continue to speak, after all, he was in Zixiao Palace, and he couldn't really give birth to right and wrong.

The innate gods of the desolation in the palace showed a hint of strangeness on their faces, the people in the demon clan were aggressive, and the ancestors of the Wu clan seemed very calm, which was a little interesting.

After a while, Haotian and Yaochi walked to the cloud bed together, and when they saw that the palace was noisy, they couldn't help but shout softly: "Wait for Hugh to be noisy, the teacher will come immediately!" ”

Hearing this, whether it was the innate god of the flood wilderness or the people of the demon clan in the palace, they almost all quieted down.

For a while, there was peace and silence in Zixiao Palace, and everyone sat down in their own rules, their eyes looking closely at the cloud bed in front of them

As the last monk sat down, all the three thousand Hongchen guests came to this Zixiao Palace, and after sitting down according to their respective positions, there was a bang, a bell rang, and they saw Haotian Yao Chi standing on a three-foot high platform, holding a dust whisk in one hand and a bowl in the other, Tong Yin shouted: "Welcome to Hongjun Patriarch!" Everyone didn't dare to slack off, they all prostrated on the ground, and greeted: "Welcome Daozu, I wish Daozu a long life, and enjoy an immeasurable amount of pure and leisurely!" ”

An old man in a purple robe appeared on the high platform silently as if emerging from the void, no lips opened, no tongue moved, and the rolling sound swept through everyone, "Wait until you get up, the third sermon begins!" ”

"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.

Hearing this, everyone held their breath and listened carefully, and the power of the two sermons knew that this time, what the Dao Ancestor wanted to talk about was the way of the saint, the method of enlightenment.

Thinking that the quasi-holy way is as vast as a sea of smoke, making it difficult to extricate oneself, and the way of this saint should be so immeasurable that it makes people fascinated.

No, Dao Ancestor was about to speak, suddenly, a purple light flashed in his eyes, and then, an extremely indifferent voice sounded between heaven and earth, "The law does not spread six ears!" ”

With this extremely indifferent sound, all the powers were stunned, and then they pinched their fingers and understood what had happened.