As a desolate world,

The first saint since the beginning of the world.

Hongjun Daozu's words and deeds will have an unimaginable impact on ordinary people.

Especially when he was still on the way to the sermon, he stopped preaching and came to Sun Hao to fry dragon steak to eat!

That fried dragon steak ......

What does it look like?

Can Hongjun Daozu even suspend preaching?

At this moment, such a thought flashed in the minds of all the desolate powerhouses who had not eaten the fried dragon steak.

And Hongjun Daozu threw down a sentence after eating the cut fried dragon chops:

"Well, it tastes good, get more next time. ”

Then, his figure flashed.

He returned to the center of the pulpit and continued his sermon.

Sun Hao's mouth opened, and he suddenly reacted:

"Damn!"

"Eating and taking, it's too unsophisticated!"

Hongjun Daozu ate a piece on the spot, and then took a piece away!

The point is, there is not even a word of thanks!

It's completely for nothing!

What a person!

It's too cheeky, it's too shameless!

Sun Hao complained in his heart.

But he could only complain secretly.

No way.

Who made Hongjun Daozu a master and Sun Hao a disciple?

Even if it's unpleasant, what can you do?

Besides.

This is Zixiao Palace.

It is the territory of the ancestors of Hongjun Dao!

And Sun Hao has to stay and continue to listen to the sermon.

Of course, I can only forgive him......

Sighing, Sun Hao hurriedly put away the prisoner beef under him that the Tongtian Sect Master had brought back.

Keep these and go back to Xuantian Sect and eat slowly with your wife!

I guess I can get another four or five pieces.

It's still a little little......

Sun Hao's eyes looked under the pulpit.

Fell on the prison cow.

Shouldn't it be cut a little more?

There is still a lot of flesh and blood on this prisoner cow......

The prison cow is full of spirits!

Sun Hao's gaze was too terrifying, as if two sharp blades were slashing all over his body.

He directly "rubbed" and got up and turned into an innate Dao body.

"Teacher, I'...... I suddenly remembered......"

"I have something very important to do at home......

"I'll hear you preach next time......"

"I'll go first......"

The prisoner looked flustered and slipped to his feet.

Then he arched his hand towards Hongjun Dao Ancestor on the pulpit.

And then.

Don't wait for Hongjun Daozu to reply.

He turned around directly,

escaped from Zixiao Palace in a puff of smoke.

"Escaped?"

Sun Hao blinked a little stunned,

"I just want to get more flesh and blood with him, this guy is too stingy......"

Sun Hao's muttering,

was heard clearly by Sanqing and others.

The corners of each mouth twitched a little.

You're going to cut other people's flesh, of course you're going to run!

Don't you run and stay and be eaten by you?

Can this also be called stingy?

Of course.

Sanqing and the others just secretly slandered in their hearts, and they still had smiles on their faces.

They just ate Sun Hao's fried dragon steak, and they have short mouths!

Pick up the bowl to eat meat, put down the chopsticks and scold your mother, this kind of thing can't be done!

If it's dry, you won't be able to eat the food made by Sun Hao in the future......

Hongjun Daozu's sermon continued.

And all the people returned to their seats, and continued to hear.

Sun Hao studied like Yang Mei Daxian, got a jade futon by himself, sat on it, and felt that his stomach was a little supportive.

Maybe it's because I gnawed two enlightened futons in a row and ate prison beef.

He hurriedly carried the Heaven Devouring Decision.

Absorb and transform the power of the Great Dao Origin in the body.

A faint purple light shone on him.

Hongjun Daozu and Yang Mei Daxian turned their heads at the same time and glanced at him.

In his eyes, a glint flashed in Qiqi.

"Purple Radiant ......"

"This feeling, is it Hongmeng purple qi?"

"It turns out that this kid has already obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi! No wonder he dares to eat the enlightenment futon!"

The corners of Yang Mei Daxian's mouth hooked slightly.

What Hongjun Daozu thought,

It is a deeper layer than the raised eyebrows of the Great Immortal.

He sensed that the Hongmeng purple qi on Sun Hao's body and the eight realms in the Creation Jade Disc were somewhat different.

It seems to be more spiritual, and the grade is higher.

Savor it carefully.

Hongjun Daozu immediately understood.

"Is it the Hongmeng purple qi that has been transformed?"

"Sun Hao, this kid, has amazing luck......"

"That's fine, Hongmeng Purple Qi can be allocated as planned......"

Retract your gaze,

Hongjun Daozu continued to preach with peace of mind.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the three-thousand-year sermon deadline had arrived.

Hongjun Daozu stopped again, as if it was just right.

"Three thousand years have passed. ”

"If you have any doubts, please come one by one. ”

With the voice of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, a group of desolate powers woke up from the state of enlightenment.

Hongjun Daozu's second sermon,

It mainly talks about the way of Daluo.

Although it is very detailed to explain the Dao Zhi of the Daluo realm, how to further break from the Daluo realm to the quasi-saint realm, Hongjun Daozu did not mention a word.

Now it stopped abruptly.

For the great power of the desolation who had reached the peak realm of the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, it was really a little uncomfortable.

There is a feeling of being stuck in the throat, not vomiting and unhappy.

Di Jun was the first to stand up and asked:

"Excuse me, teacher, how can I break through to the quasi-saint realm?"

Di Jun has been reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal for many years, and his progress has been slow.

Listening to the sermon this time, although it allowed him to further promote to the peak of the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But on how to break into the quasi-holy realm,

Still confused.

Actually, it's not just Dijun.

In this hall of hearing the word, there are many powerful people in the wilderness, all of whom are like him, facing the dilemma of communication.

"There are two ways to break through to quasi-sainthood. ”

Hongjun Daozu glanced at everyone and said lightly.

"Dare to ask the teacher, which are the two kinds?"

Dijun asked again.

"The first is to break into the quasi-saint by force. ”

"But among you and the others, except for Sun Hao and the Twelve Ancestors, it is difficult for others to break through with their strength!"

"The second is to behead three corpses and break them into the quasi-saint. ”

"This method is much easier than breaking through with force, but the strength is far inferior to breaking through the quasi-saint with force!"

Hongjun Daozu said so.

Everyone was shocked.

Among them, is it true that only the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sun Hao can break through to the quasi-saint with their strength?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked quite excited.

According to Hongjun Dao Ancestor, they can also break through to the quasi-saint realm with their strength, just like Father God Pangu!

Maybe in the future, I can preach the Tao with my strength,

Achieve the dignity of the saint, and it will not be destroyed!

Sun Hao took in the expressions of the ancestors and witches, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

These are the irons......

Think too simply!

Breaking into the quasi-saint with strength may be simple for their ancestors, and they only need enough merit to help them.

But if you want to truly prove the Tao with your strength and achieve the holy position of the Mixed Yuan Infinite Luo Jin Immortal, it is really difficult to ascend to the sky!

No, it's harder than climbing to the sky!

Almost no one can do it!

Otherwise, after Pangu opened the heavens and became holy that day, he would not have fallen because he couldn't withstand the pressure of backlash.

"Teacher, what is the beheading of three corpses?"

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