The three clear faces are plain, and when they have cultivated to their level, only the enlightenment and sanctification can make them go further.

This time, they only wanted to help them enter the holy path, and nothing else.

Void and chaos, Nuwa's mount Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jin Ning is responsible for welcoming guests.

The Xuantian Fire Phoenix is also a desolate species, with a superb.

After the three lectures of Zixiao Palace, he was subdued by Nuwa and used as a mount, and he also had the cultivation of the peak of Da Luo Jinxian, and was responsible for welcoming guests, which was more than enough.

"Jin Ning has seen the predecessors of the Sanqing, fellow Daoists, Niangniang is already waiting for you inside."

Jin Ning is a woman in a fiery red robe, with a heroic posture and an indescribable heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

"Okay." Sanqing bowed slightly to Jin Ning, and led hundreds of disciples under his door to step into the chaotic and Nuwa's temporary dojo.

Sanqing and the others stepped into the dojo, and at first glance they saw Nuwa who was on top of the first seat.

Nuwa's aura of the Holy Dao was even stronger than when she first preached three thousand years ago.

With a gesture, the avenue is guarded, and people unconsciously have to exude awe in their hearts, and the holy air is exuded, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

In addition to Nuwa on the first seat, there are also seven futons, which are guarded in front of them, and they are in the best position, which is obviously deliberately left.

Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing stepped forward and saluted Nuwa in unison, "I'll wait to see the saint." ”

The saint can be said to have transcended the entire flood and famine, survived thousands of calamities without grinding, stained with cause and effect without staining, always present with the sky, and coexist with the Tao.

There is a clear distinction with the quasi-saints, and the monks under the quasi-saints, and there is a huge gap like a moat, which cannot be crossed.

Even if Sanqing is the senior brother and Nuwa is the younger sister in the Xuanmen, Sanqing still has to bow when he sees Nuwa, not to Nuwa, but to the saint.

"Senior Brother Sanqing has tormented Nuwa, please get up quickly."

Nuwa waved her hand, and her strength moved at will, and a supreme mana instantly lifted Sanqing and the others up.

"I've seen a saint later."

After the Three Qings, Zhao Gongming and others stepped forward again and saluted Nuwa.

Nuwa bowed slightly, let everyone get up, and glanced at Zhao Gongming with a smile in her eyes.

She is the Terran Virgin, although for the sake of the future of the Terrans, she cannot show special concern for the Terrans.

But secretly, he is still paying attention to the human race, the land of the East China Sea, the human race has multiplied, and it has a huge scale, even Nuwa is a little shocked.

With such a terrifying ability to reproduce, looking at the heavens and all the races, none of them can compete with it, and given time, it is impossible to imagine how much the human race will achieve.

Nuwa is more confident, and the human race can overcome all the obstacles and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

Following the Sanqing, the Western duo Zhun Ti led two auspicious clouds to fly over.

Behind him, on an auspicious cloud, there are four people, who are their disciples, Medicine Master, Maitreya, Dashi Zhi, and Jizang.

On the faces of the two, there was no longer the sad face of the past, and a little smile was revealed.

The preaching of saints, even for them, is a rare opportunity to make them further on the path.

"Styx Ancestor to, Town Patriarch to."

As the voice of Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jinning sounded, Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and the great power of Honghuang with names and surnames entered one after another.

The temporary dojo opened by Nuwa suddenly became full of people.

Countless ancient powers, reminiscing about each other, are very lively.

"This time the sage preached, the Wu clan has no primordial gods, but they are going to suffer a big loss."

"I don't think the Wu clan should come, they don't have a primordial god, how can they understand the sage's preaching, this time, the demon clan is going to dominate."

"The contradictions between the lichs are getting deeper and deeper, I don't know when the decisive battle will break out, and the two lich clans, who can have the last laugh."

"The demon clan is domineering, the witch clan is arrogant, I think the last one, maybe it's a lose-lose end."

When everyone was talking, they could only hear the crisp voice of Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jinning sounding again.

"Heavenly Court Demon Emperor Jun, Demon Emperor Eastern Emperor Taiyi, come with all the demon saints."

"The Demon Emperors are here?"

Everyone was startled, and quickly closed their mouths, not daring to gossip anymore.

Donghuang Taiyi was super fierce, which angered him, and he really dared to make a move.

The cultivation of the Quasi-Saint Great Perfection, coupled with the Innate Treasure Chaos Bell, was powerful and fearful.

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi walked in front, and they were wearing a luxurious Golden Crow Emperor robe.

The nine demon saints, Kunpeng, and Fu Xi followed on both sides, and walked in directly, their eyes swept over the powers of the people who came to listen to the lecture, and finally fell on Nuwa's body.

"I've seen the Wa Emperor Sage."

"The Demon Emperor is exempt."

Nuwa's face was flat, and she waved her hand to let Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor stand together.

Her eyes fell on Fu Xi, and she felt a trace of guilt in her heart.

It's all because of himself, otherwise my brother wouldn't have to join the Heavenly Court and get involved in the calamity for no reason.

However, now that he has preached, he will try his best to plan for his brother and get out.

It didn't take long for the voice of Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jin Ning to sound again, "Pangu Hall Ancestor Wu Emperor Jiang, bring nine Ancestral Witches here. ”

The crisp sound spread throughout the chaos, making countless powerful and monks stunned for a moment.

No, the twelve ancestors of Zhoushan are also here?

You must know that the Wu clan only cultivates the physical body, and has no primordial spirit, so even if they come to listen to the lecture, it is useless.

They still remembered that the Dao Ancestor preached in the Zixiao Palace three times, and the Twelve Ancestor Witches listened back and forth three times, dozed off three times, and still found nothing.

"Why are they here!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, and felt a little bad in his heart.

At this time, a wild and immortal, thick and deep aura came to his face.

Di Jiang, led the other nine ancestral witches, stepped forward, and bowed his hands to the great powers along the way, and his face was very happy.

Passing by Di Jun, the Eastern Emperor suddenly stopped and said with a smile.

"Yo, it turns out that the two Demon Emperors are also here, I didn't see them just now, and I thought that the Demon Emperor was busy with government affairs and couldn't come."

Donghuang Taiyi smiled faintly, "The sage preached, expounding the mysteries of the Supreme Dao, how can we be absent, but the Wu Clan's Taoist friends are very good at practicing the body, but without the Yuan Shen, do you want to doze off like when the Dao Ancestor preached?" ”

If Di Jiang is secretly mocking and not putting Heavenly Court in his eyes, then Donghuang Taiyi is a blatant disdain for the Wu clan.

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Rong suddenly became angry, opened his mouth, and the fire gushed out, smelting the heaven and earth, and a scorching breath came to his face.

"Three-legged old bird, I'll wait to listen to the lecture, get in the way of your, and you can't go to war?"

Donghuang Taiyi's face also turned cold all of a sudden, and the phantom of the Chaos Bell loomed behind him, and the power of the innate treasure shocked the desolate universe.

"If you start a war, you will go to war, is the emperor afraid that you will not succeed?"

Many powerful people around looked at this scene, and their faces did not show surprise.

The two lich clans, natural rivals, are not at all uncommon to quarrel in three sentences when they meet.

Fu Xi rubbed his eyebrows, flashed a touch of helplessness, and had to stand up and make peace.

"The sage's preaching is a first-class event for me, and I ask you to restrain your temper and don't delay the opportunity of other Taoist friends."

With Fuxi present to say peace, the Wu clan and the demon clan finally stopped talking about it.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one was coming, on the first seat, Nuwa said slowly, "Please sit down." ”

Sanqing, Zhun Ti, Lead, and Fuxi, sit down according to the words,

In an instant, everyone's eyes were on the remaining futon next to Nuwa.

(End of chapter)