When Wang Quan was busy preparing the manuscript of the Fa speech, in a hidden cave thousands of miles away from Kongsang Mountain, two black-clothed men suddenly appeared.

These two people are very similar to the two black-clothed people who appeared in the Yang tribe in terms of temperament and dress.

"So, that Ghost Axe Daoist not only returned to Taixuanmen, but also soared to become an immortal?" the black-clothed man with a condensed body asked.

"That's right, as early as two months ago, my subordinates found out about the news, but the Holy Land suddenly sent a task, and that Yun Lingzi Lao Dao assigned the task to his subordinates, so his subordinates have never had a chance to report to the adults. The phantom bowed to the first man in black and answered honestly. Listening to this person's words, it seems that he has entered the Taixuan Sect, and he is still a disciple with a relatively high status.

"Well, it's a very important matter, but don't ask too much. The clan uses earth-shattering methods to tamper with the past for you, even the heavens, the earth, ghosts and gods cannot know, but you must be extremely careful when you act, so as not to make people feel unusual. ”

"Lord, please rest assured, except for reporting information to the Lord, his subordinates are no different from other disciples of Taixuanmen, and they will not make their own decisions!"

"You go back first! The longer the Thousand Miles Soul Restraint Dafa in this seat is applied, the more powerful it becomes, and now it just detains your divine sense, and after a while, your primordial spirit will be sucked out, in that case, you will be in danger!"

"No!" the phantom shook and turned into a particle of dust and dissipated in the cave.

After the phantom left completely, the man in black called the adult looked in the direction of the Taixuanmen, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes. His eyes were slightly closed, and a faint wave emanated from his body in all directions.

After a long time, his body was shaken, and he suddenly fell to his knees, and his breath became weak.

"Lord Dharma Protector..."

Faintly, these four words came out of his mouth, and then fell silent.

The royal power was making all kinds of preparations in his ashram, unaware of what was happening thousands of miles away. In fact, with his current divine thoughts, it is impossible to hide the wind and grass within a radius of thousands of miles, but for some reason, he knows nothing about the actions of the man in black.

It's no wonder that he, the forces to which the men in black belong can even catch the wind and wash the dust in their dreams, which shows that their communication methods have reached a very high level, and it is impossible for Wang Quan, an immortal in the internship period, to discover their movements.

Of course, although this group of people is huge, it seems that they are afraid of being detected for some reason, otherwise the royal power would have been removed long ago.

Time flies, and the three-month deadline is coming in a blink of an eye, and during this period, Taixuanzong has been a lot more lively. Not only did the disciples of this sect return one after another, but some scattered cultivators from other sects and even tribes also came to Kongsang Mountain.

Although the cultivation of the royal power is not enough to see in the entire flood wilderness, the cultivation of these guests is worse than the royal power, and it is normal for someone to come to the class. The Kongsang fairy couldn't stop it, so she had to let these people in.

Outside the mountain gate, two streamers took the lead in front of the sect.

"Sister Zhuang Chun, it's you!" a bearded guest shook his lion's head, his eyes widened.

"What's the matter?, Brother Jianren thinks that only he can come?" A beautiful woman in palace clothes who was as clean as a white lotus smiled back, her mouth pursed, and she was very pure and beautiful.

"Haha, where is it, Zhuang Chun's sister is the second elder of the Luan Sect, who is disrespectful?" Jianren heard that Zhuang Chun's language was not good, and he didn't dare to offend again, so he rushed forward with the magic weapon and shook off Zhuang Chun.

"Whew!"

A tornado dozens of feet high swept over, the wind howled, and the air surged, but it did not cause any damage to things outside the storm.

A young Taoist sat cross-legged on the tornado, and the whole person circled with the tornado, and rolled into the mountain gate in a circle, which caused the receiving disciples to be dumbfounded.

"That person just now is called Yang Peak, and his wind system spell is superb!" At this time, a sloppy old Taoist walked in with a chicken leg gnawed, and the Taoist robe on his body was like wax, shining brightly.

When the disciples guarding the door saw this, their hearts were devastated: Who are these people?

But the two had no choice but to continue to receive them.

After a while, a few streamers landed in front of the mountain gate and turned into several figures.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, finally some normal people came, if all the strange people came in front, the Elder Chuangong would definitely be furious.

This time, Wang Quan didn't want to alarm people outside the Taixuanmen, but he couldn't stop some disciples from showing off. As soon as he left the sect, he told his friends in other sects the news, and then spread it ten, ten, ten, hundred, and almost everyone knew about it. This is the first time in the human race that the immortals talk about the Fa, and although the cultivation of those immortals is high, their cultivation is piled up with merits, and their understanding of cultivation is very shallow, and they will not guide people at all.

The power of merit can only improve the perception of the Great Dao, and the way it improves cultivation is equivalent to directly using an elevator to hang a person to the top of the mountain, although the cultivation and realm are stable, but the process of climbing the mountain is missing, and the understanding of cultivation is far inferior to that of a person who cultivates on his own. Take the six sages with the strongest mana in the Flood Wilderness as an example, compared to the Hongjun Ancestor who relied on their own enlightenment, they are like the sun and the moon compared to the fluorescent light, and they cannot be compared at all. The realm of the saint is a thousand miles apart, and the six saints lack the process of seeking their own path, and their strength is countless times worse than that of Hongjun Ancestor. On the surface, it was the six of them who refined merit and Hongmeng purple qi, but in fact, it was merit and Hongmeng purple qi that refined them.

Wang Quan walked out of the apse of the palace of autobiography, but the scene in front of him made him stunned.

In the main hall, it was densely packed with people, and the number of people was no less than 10,000. What's even more outrageous is that there are also some people crowded at the entrance of the main hall or by the window. Among these people, those who have cultivated to the highest level have already reached the path of refining the void and merging, and those who are weak can of course only refine and refine the qi cultivation.

When did Taixuanmen have so many people?

"Where did these people come from?" Wang Quan looked at the three Kongsang fairies sitting on the high platform.

The three of them couldn't, so they had to tell him what happened.

After listening to the explanations of the three people, Wang Quan looked at the crowd and found that the disciples of his own sect were sitting at the front, and he felt better. As the saying goes, fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, these disciples do things for Taixuanmen, which is equivalent to paying tuition, and others are completely skipping classes, how can there be a reason for students who have paid tuition fees to sit behind the people who rub classes?

When everyone was looking forward to it, they suddenly saw the light shining, and a blood-red point of light appeared out of thin air, transforming into a purple-robed Taoist. Everyone suddenly realized that the immortal who preached had arrived, and they did not dare to make any loud noises.

"Now that this seat has become an immortal, it will not return to the name of the Taoist in the future, you should call this seat a ghost axe immortal!"

"This immortal has cultivated for a hundred years, from a mortal to the realm of heavenly immortals, which can be described as a great way!"

"The cultivators of my generation only want to become immortals!"

"Today, this Immortal Venerable is here to talk about the Heavenly Immortal Dao, I hope you can comprehend!"

Wang Quan sat on the high platform, swept everyone with a cold gaze, and directly began to speak the Fa.

"Cultivate the true and refine the qi to seize the creation of heaven and earth, seek the true self, and remove the false and retain the true."

"There are three elements in cultivation: essence, qi, and spirit. Jing is the innate essence of the human body, Qi is the innate qi of the human body, and Shen refers to a person's original soul. These three are the foundation of true cultivation. ”

"People are in the sea, the flesh is the ship, and the soul is the person in the ship. The ship was carrying people and kept heading to the other side. Condense the original spirit, and people will learn to swim!"

"Humanity is slim. Immortal Dao is reckless. Hell-witted. When life is the door. Immortal Dao Guisheng. The ghost road is expensive. Immortal Tao is often auspicious. Ghosts often kill themselves. High and beautiful. Tragic Song of Space. May the immortal come to fruition. I don't want to be humanely poor. ”

Balabala...

The king's speech is very monotonous, and the tone is dry and devoid of any emotional color. However, those who came to hear the sermon were deeply intoxicated by the sound of the royal speech.

This is not because Wang Quan's voice contains the subtlety of the Great Dao, but because Wang Quan's explanation is too nuanced, and each paragraph can give them a lot of gains. In fact, if you really tell them about the mysteries of the Great Dao, these people won't understand it. A group of elementary school students can't understand the theory of relativity.

Wang Quan looked at the tiger-headed Taixuanmen disciples in the audience and felt very satisfied.

In his eyes, these disciples are just scalpers, and when they grow up, they can help him realize many ideas in his heart.

In seven days, the royal power itself has also gained a lot. This lecture is also a combing of his practice, and his foundation has been much more solid.