"Thank you, teacher!" said the three thousand Hongchen guests in the Zixiao Palace, at this time, no one in the flood wilderness preached, and the cultivation method was unknown to others except for some innate gods.

Even if the innate gods know, but the inheritance obtained is not very complete, which is like the Hongjun sage, who has achieved the saint fruition, immortal and immortal, and is clear about the many realms in the cultivation.

The innate gods can also learn from the sermons of the saints to confirm themselves.

Such a great kindness, the achievement of chance, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, it is not unheard of to be called a teacher.

With an expressionless face, Hongjun bowed slightly, and began to preach.

Hongjun's Tao is derived from the creation of the jade disc, which is transformed by the petals of the thirty-six grades of chaotic blue lotus, which records the avenue of the three thousand innate demon gods in Hongmeng and the perception of Pangu opening the sky.

The sage preached, the sky was falling, the ground was surging with golden lotus, and there seemed to be an invisible Taoist rhyme circulating in the whole hall, which made people fascinated.

Zhang Ling calmed down and listened carefully, the killing machine from Hongjun made him startled, but since Hongjun did not kill him on the spot, then he escaped a catastrophe, and as a saint, he naturally couldn't do anything to settle accounts after the autumn.

Or Hongjun can't be sure that the Chaos Bead is in Zhang Ling's body, after all, as the only remaining Hongmeng Spirit Treasure, the Chaos Bead is good at covering up the heavens, as long as Zhang Ling doesn't take the initiative to use the Chaos Bead, Hongjun's cultivation at this time has not yet been combined, but he can't know.

However, the non-life-and-death juncture that sprouted in Zhang Ling's heart, and the idea of not using the Chaos Bead anymore, became more and more intense.

"Dao, born from chaos, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, and four elephants gossip follow the ......" Hongjun's voice was not stunned, without the slightest fluctuation, but the way of heaven was expounded in his words.

In Zixiao Palace, there is a vast and imperceptible Dao rhyme circulating.

A trace of chaotic aura, innate aura, sun true fire, kui water elite, and the essence of the earth condensed into pieces of petals, falling in the main hall, these are the essence of various aura, which can be directly absorbed without refining, and one piece is worth a hundred years of penance.

What's even more amazing is that the aura condensed in this petal is actually in line with the attributes of the monks who listened to the Tao, for example, when entering Zhang Ling's body, what he absorbed was the purest chaotic aura, but what entered the emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was the tyrannical and scorching sun true fire......

In the main hall, the three thousand Hongchen guests listened to it as if they were fascinated, or their eyebrows fluttered, or their ears and cheeks were scratched, or their faces were miserable.

Zhang Ling is also intoxicated, after all, he is from the next generation, although he was born with spiritual wisdom, but he does not have any cultivation techniques, unlike Kong Xuan, an innate god born with a supreme inheritance, but a halfway monk, a blind man touching an elephant.

He can only rely on instinct to absorb the aura, although the aura in the body has been massive, but he still can't transform for a long time, which he regrets.

Hongjun talked about the ancient opening of the sky, the secret news of the flood, and talked about the vitality of transporting, reconciling yin and yang, and forming the law of dragon and tiger Jindan, with the step-by-step preaching of Hongjun sage, Zhang Ling also has a certain understanding of the method and realm of practice.

Introducing qi into the body, the monk leads the free vitality between heaven and earth into the body, opens up the meridians, and the dense aura is contained in the sea of dantian qi, which can be described as the beginning of practice.

Refining gas and transforming gods, turning the vitality of heaven and earth into their own true qi, eating and drinking dew, cultivating in the valley, and using magic weapons.

At this time, the monk majored in the Yin God, and he was able to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth, open up the mustard seed space, and use the Yin God to control the magic weapon.

At this time, the monk majored in the yang god, taking himself as the furnace, yin and yang as the charcoal, creating and transforming as the work, refining himself, achieving the yang god, and laying the foundation of the golden pill Dao.

Earth immortals, at this time, yin and yang are intertwined, yang gods and yin gods are combined into one, and the original gods have been achieved, which can be called land immortals.

Heavenly immortals, open up the Purple Mansion, reconcile the dragon and tiger, meet to achieve the golden pill, have all kinds of magical powers, the fugue is too empty, driving the clouds and free, the life span is 10,000 years, almost immortal.

Golden Immortal, the achievement of immortal golden body, the original god turned into a pure baby, cultivating the five elements of heaven and earth, immeasurable supernatural powers, moving mountains and seas, picking stars and catching the moon.

Taiyi Golden Immortal, the five qi dynasty yuan, the five elements are perfect, there are five white waves on the top of the head that rotate endlessly, becoming the world by itself, which can be called great power.

Da Luo Jin Xian, majoring in the Great Road, three flowers gather at the top, cultivating to this realm, he has been in harmony with heaven and earth, he can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth for his own use, and there is supreme power in every move.

The tongue is bright with golden flowers, the mouth is like a hanging river, and the endless mysterious avenue is displayed in front of all creatures in the flood and wilderness under the simple explanation of the sage.

This time, Hongjun only talked about the realm of Da Luo and stopped, and explained again and again, although the content of each explanation is the same, but the listener's perception is different every time, and each time there is a new understanding.

Zhang Ling's mind was concentrated, and Hongjun's words were like a clear stream slowly injected into his heart, engraved in his mind, and could not be forgotten.

The endless chaotic aura entered Zhang Ling's stubborn body with the petals falling from the air, making him feel that he had become bulging, and as soon as the seven orifices opened and closed, there was a sound of wind, like breathing.

I don't know how long it has been, or in an instant, or a hundred years have passed, Zhang Ling suddenly felt that the chaotic aura in his body had reached a terrifying limit, and if he absorbed it again, he would explode and die.

Blessed to the soul, Zhang Ling mobilized the aura in his body, and then gathered in the dantian, and the endless aura was compressed to a limit.

In the dantian, the gray aura is tumbling endlessly, like a giant python spirit snake, and like a mess, pulling constantly, and the reason is still chaotic.

Zhang Ling felt that he had been burst by the endless aura, just like a balloon, it was filled with too much air, and he was irritable, and the next moment it would not be able to contain it, so it would explode.

The soul consciousness was horrified, but to no avail, there was still a huge aura entering the stubborn stone, and in an instant, it was already following the aperture of the stubborn stone, flowing through the meridians, and entering the dantian.

At this moment, a loud shout rang out in Zixiao Palace, "If you don't transform at this time, when will you wait!"

Like a spring thunder with a bright tongue, when the head is drunk, the stubborn stone suddenly beats and stops, and there is a chaotic aura flowing out and entering from the seven orifices, bursting into a gray silk thread.

A clear stream shrouded Zhang Ling's body, making him feel a little cool, and the irritability in his heart also dissipated invisibly.

The stubborn stone jumped and turned into the appearance of a young man, and suddenly it jumped again, and it was still a stubborn stone.

Nine times, the gray boulder finally took the form of a young man, sitting upright on a futon.

is vaguely the appearance of the previous life, with a delicate complexion, the appearance of being in his twenties, tall and thin, not very handsome, but very pleasing to the eye, without the frivolity and flashiness of the previous life, but with a little more dusty temperament.

Zhang Ling stood up, bowed down to the Hongjun Sage on the platform, and said, "Teacher Xie!"