"No, the mountain god actually opened the altar to preach, and also preached the way of sanctification, I really want to go!"

"Buzhou Mountain God is the strongest person I worship the most, if I can worship under him, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Or we'll slip away quietly!"

......

Many cultivators were discussing, and some even retreated, ready to leave, ready to leave the Jade Void Palace.

But at this moment, Yuan Shi Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes and snorted angrily, "Are you unwilling to listen?"

Hearing this, some of the cultivators who stood up were stunned and hurriedly sat down cross-legged again.

Although they really wanted to worship under the Zhou Mountain Gate to listen to the sermon, they couldn't offend Yuan Shi Tianzun, after all, their lives were the most important.

Under the shock of Yuan Shi Tianzun, many cultivators pressed down one after another.

However, some cultivators who were at the foot of Kunlun Mountain or were about to rush to Kunlun Mountain changed their paths.

Yuan Shi Tianzun frowned deeply, eager to break Zhou Shan's body into pieces, but in the end, he could only swallow it in his stomach.

Not only the Yuan Shi Tianzun, but also the Tongtian Sect Master and the Western Two Buddhas all had riots of varying degrees.

In particular, on Mount Meru, although those who had already been present to listen to the sermon did not dare to leave because of their feelings, some of the cultivators who were about to go there returned one after another, and none of them stayed.

This made the two saints of the West hate the root of their teeth, their disciples were already scarce, almost one by one, not picky eaters at all, but now they have lost a large number of disciples.

In Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Master was calm on the surface, but he was glad in his heart, "Thanks to the late opening of the altar and preaching by the Zhou Mountain God, otherwise, I am afraid that I will wait for the saint to have a lot of doors!"

Penglai Fairy Island.

When Fu Xi heard the news, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, there was the opening of the altar of Brother Shan's preaching, and he chose to be on Penglai Immortal Island, the human race will be more prosperous!

Demon Heavenly Court, Sun Star.

"Brother, what should we do? Shall we go?" asked Emperor Xiang as soon as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi asked.

Di Jun furrowed his brows and did not speak, obviously deep in thought.

"Alas," Donghuang Taiyi sighed, his face full of remorse, "I knew that Zhou Shan could have such an achievement today, and I shouldn't offend him and be an enemy of him when I said anything!"

It's so regretful that my intestines are blue.

Originally, he was full of ambition and swore a poisonous oath in his heart that he would seek revenge on Zhou Mountain in this life.

But as time went by, Zhou Shan became more and more terrifying, and even the saint was not his enemy, and he was knocked down from the holy position, so terrifying that they could only look up.

Now, they are no longer from the same world as Zhou Shan.

No matter how powerful and majestic the Demon Clan Heavenly Court formed by his Demon Emperor Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, it was vulnerable in front of Zhou Shan, and there was no comparison at all.

Donghuang Taiyi deeply understood the gap between him and Zhou Shan, and at the same time longed for Zhou Shan's opening sermon, but because he had a bad relationship with him, he didn't dare to go, so he was entangled in contradictions.

"Taiyi, that Zhou Mountain is really ridiculously strong, beyond our reach. Demon Emperor Jun didn't have a hard mouth, and then his voice suddenly changed, "However, our demon clan is one of the protagonists of the desolate world, and there is an atmosphere shrouded in luck, and he Zhou Shan doesn't dare to do anything to us." ”

"I am also very moved by this sermon, but although we can't go in person, we can make the three corpses go in person. ”

"At that time, Penglai Immortal Island will be shoulder to shoulder, where will he recognize us. ”

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes couldn't help but light up, "This is a good idea." ”

......

A hundred years later.

Penglai Immortal Island, originally here the fairy spirit is strong, colorful, gorgeous and colorful, but now it is a piece of black pressure, at a glance it is full of human heads, and the sky and the earth are full of backlogs.

For no other reason, today is the day when the Holy Father of the human race opens the altar and preaches to the god of the mountain.

The desolate spirits and all the clans had already rushed in advance and were waiting here at all times.

In the center of Penglai Island, there is a mountain called Penglai Mountain, which is a sacred mountain of the human race.

Here, Fu Xi, the leader of the Human Sect, had already prepared everything, arranged the altar, and placed thousands of futons around it.

This is the closest place to Zhoushan, and there is a person sitting on each futon.

This was Fu Xi's arrangement, and he selected the best group of people of the human race in advance, hoping that they would gain something and prosper the human race.

After them, the many races of the Flood and Ten Thousand Souls interspersed with each other, sitting next to each other, all by chance.

At this moment, all the cultivators focused their eyes on the position of the central altar of the Terran Sacred Mountain, looking forward to it, waiting for the arrival of the Buzhou Mountain God.

Woohoo......

After a while, a sharp sound of breaking the air resounded, and several brilliant streamers came through the air.

Zhou Shan arrived as scheduled, along with his mother's daughter Wa Niangniang, Xi and Changxi Goddess, his apprentices Golden-winged Dapeng, Kong Xuan, six-eared macaque, in addition to Yuanhuang, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun Lao Dao, the Twelve Ancestors and some outstanding sons of the Wu clan, such as Dawu Kuafu, Hou Yi, God of War Xingtian, Xiangliu and so on.

Soon, Zhou Shan sat down at the altar, and Nuwa, Xi and Changxi, who were close to Zhou Shan, were naturally seated by Fuxi.

After a while, all the spirits of the Flood Desolation said in unison: "I'll wait to meet the mountain god of Buzhou!"

Whoa......

In the heavens and on the ground, all the spirits of the desolation went down to Zhoushan.

For a time, the sound shook the sky, mighty and magnificent.

Even when Daozu Hongjun preached at the opening altar of Zixiao Palace, it couldn't be compared.

Zhou Shan has never set any restrictions on who will listen to the sermon this time, regardless of whether it is male or female, male or female, and any race can come to listen to the sermon.

As a result, Penglai Xiandao is overcrowded, a piece of black oppression, and there is no end in sight, down to some of the indigenous spirits of Penglai Island who have not yet been transformed, to the quasi-holy power, and the three thousand guests of the former flood are among them.

"You don't need to be polite, hurry up!" Zhou Shan waved his hand lightly.

At the same time, his huge divine sense swept over, and he found many old acquaintances in the crowd.

There are the Queen Mother of the West Kunlun, the younger brother of the Congenital Dragon Clan Patriarch Zu Long, the Styx Ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and the Demon Emperor Jun of the Demon Clan, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Demon Master Kunpeng and the three corpse incarnations of the Ten Demon Gods and so on.

They thought they could hide from the sky and cross the sea, but in fact, Zhou Shan's divine sense swept by, and they came at a thought.

However, Zhou Shan didn't care about anything, with his current ability, even if all these people were combined, they were not his enemies.

"Thank you, Lord Sangami!"

After saying thank you, the flood and ten thousand souls sat down, tidied up a little, and prepared to prick up their ears to listen carefully.

Suddenly, the entire Penglai Immortal Island was quiet, and the needles could be heard.

But at this moment, a somewhat discordant voice suddenly sounded, "Slow, Lord Mountain God, and me, and me, everyone, give me a place for gluttony!"

As the words fell, a huge figure descended from the sky, incomparably strong, as if a hundred thousand divine mountains had descended, smashing thousands of cultivators out of the air before making room for him to sit.