Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there are still a hundred years left before Zixiao Palace Hongjun's second sermon.

On this day, the palace door of the Uji Palace finally opened, Bai Ze walked out of it, after all these years of retreat, Bai Ze perfectly controlled his quasi-saint ability, and also strengthened his own heritage again, and the middle thousand worlds took a step forward, contaminated with a trace of chaotic aura, and naturally strengthened his potential.

Bai Ze looked at the abbot island in front of him, all kinds of elixirs were turning into shapes and jumping on the ground, and the creatures on the island were doing their best to take care of these elixirs, and the spiritual roots and the underworld were flying in the island with big wings, Bai Ze felt a little relieved inexplicably.

Bai Ze smiled slightly, walked out of Abbot Island, and walked towards the Zixiao Palace in the chaos, as the so-called one is born and two times matured, the first time you may need to look for it in the chaos, but this time you came to the door of Zixiao Palace with a big space move. Looking at the power of the three major divine texts of Zixiao Palace, if it is placed on the Honghuang Continent, any divine text can create a Daluo Jinxian monk who comprehends the law.

Bai Ze walked into Zixiao Palace, there were two boys fighting next to the door, it was Na Haotian and Yaochi, Bai Ze glanced at his eyes, and then stepped into Zixiao Palace.

At this time, there were already people in Zixiao Palace, but most of them closed their eyes and were silent, as if they were comprehending some magical powers, and they didn't dare to make a loud noise. Bai Ze looked at these people, most of whom were those who came to hear the sermon for the first time, and some of them were newcomers, and those who came to hear the sermon for the first time, in addition to the group of people who were subdued, there were also some Daluo Jinxian monks who did not come, so there was no need to think that these people would never be seen again.

In the midst of the desolation, there are constant battles, and they will be in the midst of a struggle all the time, and these people have not even come to such a major event as preaching and breaking through, I am afraid that they will already die or be subdued.

When Bai Ze arrived, everyone looked at Bai Ze who was still so unfathomable, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and they all avoided the place where Bai Ze was.

Among them, Sanqing Laozi looked at Bai Ze expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, Yuan was angry and annoyed, as if he was not convinced by Bai Ze, and Tongtian looked at Bai Ze with a fighting spirit. The Emperor Juntai and the two looked at Bai Ze with complicated eyes, wanting to approach but hesitating, while Fu Xi walked towards Bai Ze happily and greeted Bai Ze.

Bai Ze looked at everyone, looked at the gods with a pair of eyes, or sat down in which corner last time, closed his eyes and ignored the gods.

"Hmph"

Nuwa snorted coldly at Bai Ze, expressing her dissatisfaction with Bai Ze, she was looked down upon by Bai Ze last time, which made her angry, and now Bai Ze is even more ignorant of her, which makes her even more angry, if it weren't for Zixiao Palace, and Fuxi pulling her and constantly comforting her, I'm afraid she would have gone up to fight with Bai Ze a long time ago!

Bai Ze heard this cold snort, and his snow-white eyes swept over Nuwa with indifferent and ruthless eyes for a while, and then withdrew his eyes and ignored her.

Nuwa was taken aback by this indifferent gaze, and then she became even more annoyed, what does this mean, is it threatening, or does she look down on herself? She wanted to have a seizure, thinking of Bai Ze's violent and terrifying murderous aura, she couldn't speak for a while, her eyes were closed and she was silent, but she could see that her face was getting more and more ugly.

With Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Kunpeng and other monks coming, sitting behind Sanqing, finally, the two great gods of the West and Zhun Ti came, and sat on the last two futons.

After a short time, the two boys and virgins Haotian and Yaochi closed the palace gate, walked to the cloud platform together, and said loudly to the monks:

"The teacher's second sermon is about to begin, and everyone is in an uproar!"

Some of the people who were talking heard the voices of Haotian and Yaochi, and they all quieted down, and for a while, there was silence in Zixiao Palace, and the people who were closing their eyes and thinking deeply before also opened their eyes and looked at the place of the cloud platform in front of them.

At this moment, a bell rang, but everyone saw an old Taoist figure, walking out of the void of a dream, slowly emerging on the platform.

"Meet the saints!"

Like a dream, the figure of Hongjun Dao Ancestor emerged, the power of the magnificent saint, as if the way of heaven was overpowering, all living beings surrendered, and a kind of monks spoke respectfully, and saluted in unison.

"Sit down and listen to the poor sermon. Hongjun saw that everyone was coming, so he didn't talk nonsense, and spoke directly:

"All things are based on people, people are based on the heart, and if there is no master, the law will not be born, and if there is no heart, the body will not stand. There are many ways to use the mind, and there are no two bodies. ……”

"But the way of the world, dredge and return together, all considerations and consistency, from the hall into the wonderful, the power is actually the second order, always in line with the truth, right and wrong are the same......"

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Hongjun preached, as always, heaven and earth celebrated. The golden flowers are falling, the ground is surging with golden lotus, the stars are shining in the sky, the dragon is flying and the phoenix is dancing, the fairy sound is curling, and the Daomen is revealed...... All kinds of visions appeared.

The laws of the avenue are intertwined, and the Tao is mysterious, mysterious and mysterious. The monks were soon immersed in the beauty of the avenue and could not extricate themselves.