Chenxing and a few people still appeared on the high platform, and this time the fat man in Zixiao Palace looked a little depressed, which made everyone below a little confused What this guy was depressed about?

The second sermon in Zixiao Palace officially began when Hongjun's voice was issued.

This sermon is different from the last time, in the roar of the sound of the avenue, the rhyme of the Tao flows, as if the Tao is going to stay here, so that the monks below instantly enter the realm of enlightenment, and their minds seem to be wandering in the sea of the avenue, so that everyone feels that they are close to the 'Dao', as if they are within reach.

What everyone in the audience didn't see was that before Hongjun preached, a gray round object flew out of Hongjun's hand and turned into countless rhymes, filling the Zixiao Palace.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Xing sighed secretly: In order to save a person from the robbery, you have paid so much, is it worth it? After thinking about it, he was also relieved, with his own presence, how could he let his own apprentice suffer, so he stopped thinking about it.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed since this sermon, Hongjun stopped preaching, looked at the people below who were still intoxicated with enlightenment, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Chenxing and said: "Why did Daoyou give such treasures to these people, is it necessary?"

When Chenxing handed over this Dao Yun Fruit to him before, Hongjun also asked this question, but Chenxing has been talking about him left and right, and now seeing Hongjun asking again, it is not good to hide it anymore, anyway, the cause and effect have already been settled, so it doesn't matter.

So he said half-truthfully: "Daoist friends should recognize this fruit harmony, right?"

Hongjun nodded, but there were a lot of doubts in his heart, this Dao Yun Fruit transformed by the Great Dao Law would inevitably be a saint, torn apart his own Dao Fruit and condensed, and even had irreversible damage to himself, even if he would not do such a thankless thing.

But even with the addition of Chenxing, there are only four saints in the chaos of this place, and he has just fought with Yangmei, and it is clear that no one has done this kind of thing to harm themselves and others, so where did this bead come from?

"This bead was obtained by me from a foreign land, and today I let Taoist friends inspire it, and it is just to make a good relationship for a friend. Chenxing replied, but his eyes were complicated to look at one place.

"Friend, good fate?" Hongjun looked in the direction of Chenxing with some puzzlement, and saw a woman in white sitting upright, closing her eyes and in an epiphany at the moment, it was Houtu.

Hongjun was instantly shocked! The people of the Wu clan could not cultivate the Yuan Shen, obviously preaching before, and Houtu only seemed to understand it, why was he able to touch the Tao rhyme this time, which made Hongjun extremely surprised, and he was busy sinking his mind into the Tao, but he couldn't calculate a trace of cause and effect.

Hongjun knew it in his heart, and said to Chenxing with a wry smile: "The matter of Houtu is done by Daoyou, although Daoyou is not afraid of cause and effect, but is it too much?"

"I'm just changing the trajectory of his fate, and it won't be too much of a problem. Chenxing said noncommittally.

Hongjun naturally understood what Chen Xing meant, and said with a wry smile: "It's just trapped in the underworld to change your identity, is it worth paying such a big price?"

"It's not worth it, it's just whether you're willing or not!" Chenxing said with emotion.

This Dao Yun Fruit transformed by the Law of the Great Dao is naturally not obtained by Chenxing from a foreign land, but is condensed by Pangu with his own Dao Fruit, as the Ancestral Witch Father God, Pangu does not want the last Ancestral Witch of the Wu Clan to become another person in the future.

Originally, Pangu could ask Chenxing to help with this, but he was unwilling, thinking that he should have supported the operation of the Flood Desolate Dao, and since he wanted to change some things, he would have to pay some price. Only then did he sacrifice a layer of Dao Fruit, condensing this Dao Rhyme Fruit, helping the people who listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace to understand the Dao more quickly, and to form a great cause and effect with everyone.

Pangu is the father god of the Wu clan, and compared with the three Qings transformed by a trace of the primordial god, he is naturally closer to the Wu clan in blood.

Therefore, as early as the beginning of this Zixiao Palace sermon, Pangu had already handed over a trace of essence blood to Chenxing before Chenxing came here, and secretly penetrated Houtu, making him a veritable descendant of Pangu.

This trace of essence blood not only allows him to comprehend the Dao Zhizhi, but also reverses the cultivation of the Yuan Shen. Since these people have formed a cause and effect with Pangu, it is equivalent to a cause and effect with Houtu, then these people will not embarrass her too much in the future.

Seeing this, Hongjun sighed and didn't ask any more.

In the blink of an eye, decades passed, and Sanqing and the others in the Zixiao Palace gradually woke up from their cultivation, and when they saw everyone waking up, Hongjun shouted softly: "If you have any questions, you can ask them at this time! I will answer them for you!" The voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, which made everyone sober up.

Everyone glanced at each other, thinking that it was the Dao Ancestor who exerted his great mana to make them contact the Dao Yun, and immediately bowed down and said, "Thank you Dao Ancestor!"

Hongjun smiled faintly and said: "The cause and effect of what you owe this time is not on me, and I will know it in the future! Now that you have accumulated enough, you can break the quasi-saint at any time, why don't you understand it." ”

After a while, seeing that everyone was looking at him with blank eyes, he looked a little incomprehensible, and said with a slight smile: "Actually, you don't need to worry, this time you can realize the Great Dao, you just need to go back and concentrate on cultivation, and you will enter the quasi-holy realm by stabilizing the Dao foundation, and you must not forget this cause and effect." ”

Everyone was a little confused, it was so simple, so why did he have cultivated for many years, but he didn't feel the slightest chance to enter the quasi-saint? What about the good retrograde before? But no one noticed the cause and effect in Hongjun's mouth.

Seeing the suspicious look on everyone's faces, Hongjun sighed and explained: "You have a deep opportunity this time, and thanks to the baptism of Dao Yun, it is only natural that you can enter the quasi-saint with great mana. ”

Lao Tzu asked suspiciously: "Could it be that the teacher's method of achieving quasi-sainthood is to baptize with Taoist rhyme?"

Hongjun shook his head and said: "My method is different from this, this time you have a deep opportunity, and this kind of opportunity may be difficult to have in the future." ”

"Then I don't know what is the difference between the teacher's method of breaking the saint and our chance to break the saint?" asked Yuan Shi on the side.

"You take this opportunity to get a glimpse of the avenue, and then it is a matter of course to break through the quasi-saint, but if you want to obtain the holy soil fruit in the future, you must understand the rules of the avenue, and now the avenue has retreated, if there is no adverse opportunity, in terms of achieving the holy soil fruit, it is still a flower in the mirror, and the moon in the water. Hongjun said indifferently.

Everyone's hearts sank in an instant, who didn't want to achieve the holy fruit, could they only stop at the quasi-sainthood.

Yuan Shi couldn't help but ask, "Then I don't know what is the teacher's method of breaking through the realm, and it is possible to become a saint?"

When everyone heard this, their spirits suddenly burst into a burst of energy, yes, isn't there still a way to go?

Hongjun smiled indifferently and said, "There is naturally a way. It is my self-created jade disc that I have comprehended, and I can become a Taoist saint. ”

Everyone was overjoyed, there was a powerful way to achieve quasi-sainthood, and they could also become holy, how could they be willing to become ordinary, so they saluted in unison: "Ask the teacher to teach!"

Hongjun smiled slightly, and said: "This method requires great perseverance, great perseverance, and great wisdom, and uses the ancestral spirit treasure as the carrier to cut off the three corpses of the human body. Divide the three corpses of good, evil, and hold on to them, and cut off one of them to enter the quasi-holy realm. ”

Just when Hongjun had just finished expounding the method of breaking into the quasi-saint, everyone in the audience was in deep thought, and suddenly everyone suddenly felt that Lao Tzu, who was sitting on the futon, was full of Taoist rhyme, and an inexplicable breath leaked out of his body, and a tower exuding a yellow breath emerged from the back of his head, only to hear Lao Tzu shouting: "Daoist friends will not wait for a long time at this time!"

The tower turned around and turned into a middle-aged Taoist, it was Lao Tzu who cut out the good corpse of the Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, and the middle-aged Taoist saluted Lao Tzu and said: "Poor Dao Taiqing has seen Taoist friends." Lao Tzu also replied with a salute and said: "You and I are one, so why be polite." ”

Taiqing smiled and turned into a clear light and entered Lao Tzu's body.

Seeing that Lao Tzu had achieved quasi-sainthood in a short period of time, everyone was suddenly full of envy and jealousy, and secretly thought to themselves that after returning to the flood wilderness, they must find the first spirit treasure to behead the corpse, and they can't be left behind.

This also created a period of time, every living creature in the desolation was desperately looking for treasures to use to behead corpses.