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Hongjun Ancestor disappeared on the platform.

The Jade Emperor and Yaochi were waiting for everyone to leave under the platform.

The more than 3,000 monks sitting on the futon in Zixiao Palace have their own affairs, some of them close their eyes and review the morality that Hongjun has remembered for three thousand years, some are adapting to the changed bodies in their actions, some are talking to each other, and some are gathering in groups.

Behind Wang Ming, Taiyi and Dijun turned around to greet more than a dozen demon monks, and a book in Dijun's hand flipped over, and it seemed that the light of thousands of stars and 120,000 primeval stars appeared in it.

The people around the week stared wide-eyed, contrasting with what they remembered in their hearts.

Di Jun and Tai Yi smiled, and sat with their heads held high, very arrogant.

That Taiyi laughed in a low voice, and a small bell in his hand rang softly, which was also very extraordinary, making people's minds blue, close to ruthless and thoughtless, and fitting the environment of heaven and earth. Tai acted like this, looking around, attracting the attention of the monks.

Even the Sanqing, Nuwa, the Second Sage of the West, the Queen Mother of the West, and several other monks sitting in front of them all glanced back, with all kinds of expressions on their faces.

Sure enough, soon, in the second row, a group of demon monks quickly gathered around the two brothers, and this group of people respectfully watched the mysteries in the book with Di Jun and Tai Yi, and exchanged the sage's preaching experience together.

In the rear, not only the one or two brothers of Di Juntai, but also the others slowly gathered a few small piles, each looking for acquaintances to talk to.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun were together, and a few Taiyi Golden Immortal Demon Monks who followed Hongyun talked and talked together. The three Qing brothers also turned their heads to look at each other, and the top of their heads showed a clear qi colliding with each other, stirring. The two saints of the West also looked gloomy and pinched the seals together, communicating with each other.

The Hongjun Sage didn't drive everyone away anyway, the Sage in this Zixiao Palace has a strong atmosphere, many people and safety, and it is the best place for communication.

The Queen Mother of the West on Wang Ming's side also hummed arrogantly, a treasure mirror appeared above her head, the mirror divine light passed, and there was a faint figure of a saint sitting on the platform in the mirror and speaking slowly, the Queen Mother of the West beckoned to a few female demons who were slightly weaker in the back rows, and these female cultivators happily got together with the Queen Mother of the West, a group of women talked in a low voice from time to time, and the Queen Mother of the West who sat on the top became the leader.

In fact, while communicating, the girl-like Queen Mother of the West was still curious and occasionally glanced at Wang Ming on her side. These women all watched curiously, sitting on the side with their eyes closed.

At this time, Wang Ming, since Hongjun Ancestor left the Dao Palace, he began to close his eyes and cautiously pay attention to the changes in the accompanying spiritual treasure 'Emerald Gourd' in his body.

After listening to the sermon for three thousand years, not only Wang Ming's own realm has been improved to mellow, but the furnace fire youth that has been cultivated in the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, even the 'green gourd' in his body is about to enter another stage completely.

In my mind, the 'green gourd' is small and exquisite, spinning non-stop. The gourd is as good as jasper, crystal clear.

The small gourd is rotating, its gourd mouth shape is like a cow's head, automatically opened, and a drop of blue-white emulsion was revealed from it, which turned into a thin silk thread from the spiritual platform in his mind, and flowed down the dantian along the meridians in front of Wang Ming's court.

The feeling of sublimation all over the body, and the mana also seemed to be condensed, more condensed and mellow.

The internal organs, meridians, skin, muscles and bones, qi and blood in Wang Ming's body are all flashing with a single divine light, and the treasure body is affected by this drop of liquid, and it has made rapid progress, and it has made a little progress in all aspects.

"This is the origin power of the innate spirit treasure, the 'green gourd' has absorbed a high-grade innate spirit treasure embryo, countless weapons on the battlefield of the three clans, corpses, and hundreds of thousands of years of treasures collected by themselves, so many things have actually far exceeded the needs of the gourd, it turns out that the treasure gourd in the past only absorbed and accumulated so many resources but could not fully utilize, just like a fat man, and now finally after three thousand years of saint morality, to lose weight and vomit out so much excess source power. Wang Ming had such a feeling in his heart.

It turned out that the Emerald gourd had evolved completely at the moment, and the excess power absorbed in the gourd for so many years spit out.

Wang Ming and the 'Bicui Gourd' life depended on each other, and this Bicui Gourd began to instinctively supply the excess power to Wang Ming to absorb, so as to reflect the mystery of the natal spirit treasure that promotes and progresses each other.

Just as the first drop of Lingbao origin liquid disappeared in the dantian, the gourd in Wang Ming's mind trembled, and instinctively turned out all kinds of dissatisfaction in Wang Ming's heart.

Wang Ming comprehended the disappearance process of this drop of spiritual liquid in his heart, and felt that it really seemed like a waste to take the treasure liquid to cultivate mana. At this time, after 3,000 years of preaching and accumulation by the Hongjun sage, Wang Ming's own perception is also on the threshold of stepping out of his own path.

The three thousand years of Dao Ancestor's sermons are all about the cultivation path under the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and they are all talking about the foundation of the cultivation of living beings, and the description of clarifying the way of heaven and earth, and the way of cultivation and promotion of living beings themselves.

Wang Ming listened to the foundation and description of these three thousand years, and also regained his own cultivation.

Wang Ming found that at this time, he should make more valuable use of this treasure liquid.

That's why he closed his eyes in a daze at this time, thinking about the process of the treasure liquid just dripping down and absorbing it all over his body, thinking about the power nature of the 'Spirit Treasure Origin Treasure Liquid'.

Wang Ming, the prince of the east, quickly recalled the scene when he passed by some blood vessels next to the meridians when he passed by some blood vessels and absorbed the treasure liquid with his own blood and qi. Those Wang Ming, who were contaminated with the treasure liquid, their cells became more full and crystal clear.

Wang Ming has a concept in his heart, or a concept from later generations.

He seemed to have found the cultivation method that his treasure body had been cultivating for a long time.

Evolve blood cells, refine every cell and dust of oneself into the nature of spiritual treasures, and constantly trace back from the origin of life, sublimation and evolution. In the future, one's own physical body will also be able to cultivate great power, cultivate the mysterious power comparable to chaos and harmony, and immortality and immortality may also be cultivated from it.

The emerald gourd swirls in my mind.

The mouth of the gourd opened, and another drop of treasure liquid fell, falling into the vortex of the spiritual platform of Zhihai.

Wang Ming's soul was in this whirlpool, his soul villain pinched his hand seal, the power of the soul swayed, and the power of the primordial spirit was invisibly pulled and wrapped in this drop of treasure liquid, passing through the layers of barriers from the body and skull, and entering the Dao ventricle.

The scurrying red light blood was like a river tumbling, a small drop of green and white treasure liquid fell into the blood river, the waves rolled, the vortex spontaneously grew bigger and bigger, and the entire heart space was violently affected by the invisible origin power breath, and it was quickly stirred.

Wang Ming's outside world, his heart was beating violently in his chest, his face was flushed, and his body exuded a layer of treasure aura without leaking out, which surprised the more than a dozen women beside him, because the body of Wang Ming, the prince of the East who was sitting upright, was like a big treasure!