"There is a mixture of things, and Hongmeng is born. Its things are unspeakable, and I forcibly call its name 'Dao'!"

"The Tao is nameless, formless, and shadowless, but it is also famous, traveled, and traced! Therefore, it is said that it is big, and it can be passed away, and it is said that it is gone, and it can be far away, and it can be nothing!"

"Therefore, there is no way, and the way is nothing!"

"The Great Dao takes all things as the oven, and the Heavenly Dao takes all living beings as the refining rule! The Great Dao is pregnant with the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao is pregnant with the Law, the Law is pregnant with the Aura, and the Reiki is pregnant with all beings!

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When a saint preaches, he is naturally different from ordinary people.

I saw that most of the jade disc of creation on the top of Hongjun's head, and his originally illusory face became ethereal.

In the huge Zixiao Palace, golden flowers are dotted and golden lotuses are surging from the ground. Countless small lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, and they were sucked into their bodies by a group of guests in the Zixiao Palace.

The so-called everyone has their own fate, Li Qingming is very entangled at this time. On weekdays, Hongjun preached to Sanqing, and he followed him to listen to the sermon. As far as Hongjun is preaching now, he doesn't know how many times he has heard it. At this time, I was upset and couldn't listen to half a word.

Li Qingming, who was helpless, opened his eyes and swept around.

Sanqing has a serene face, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth. Think about it, Sanqing was originally incarnated by the Pangu Yuan Shen, and he was born with a great fate, plus his perception of Pangu to Fa. No matter how many times you listen to it, it will naturally be relished.

Further down are Nuwa and Fuxi, Nuwa sometimes frowns, sometimes smiles, with that peerless face, it is quite pleasing to the eye.

Fu Xi is different, his frowning brows have never relaxed, and it seems that there will always be something he can't understand.

Then look at the quasi-mention and introduction. I don't know if the two of them really understood, or if they didn't know how to pretend to understand, they both shook their heads and smiled. The face that was extremely painful on weekdays was stretched a little.

This made Li Qingming surprised.

Turning his head here, he inadvertently swept to the corner of the wall, and his expression moved. I actually saw two people who couldn't sit together no matter how they thought about it.

Who are you?

In Naxi Niuhe Prefecture, there is a strange mountain, called Wanshou Mountain. There is a view in the mountain, called Wuzhuang View.

In these five villages, there is a congenital ten spiritual roots, called grass and dan, and also called ginseng fruit.

The ginseng fruit blooms once every 3,000 years, bears fruit once every 3,000 years, and is ripe after another 3,000 years, and it has to be eaten after 10,000 years. It is as if in ten thousand years, only thirty fruits have been brought. The appearance of the fruit is similar to that of a child who has not yet reached the age of three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses. If you are fated to smell the fruit, you will live to be 360 years old, and if you eat one, you will live for 47,000 years.

This ginseng fruit tree was created by heaven and earth and took shape.

This incarnated person, with a long figure, three locks of beautiful hair on his chin, looks like a child, and his name is Zhen Yuanzi.

There is also a strange place in this desolate land. After the fall of the milky Pangu god, his navel was transformed.

After the fall of the Pangu Great God, his navel turned into a sea of blood. The sea of blood is tens of thousands of miles in circumference, where the blood waves are rolling, the smell of fish is smoky, the fish and shrimp are not prosperous, and the birds and insects are not coming. Heaven and earth all gather here, called "Netherworld Blood Sea"!

This sea of blood gave birth to several Yuan Hui, a young man in a blood robe, holding the innate spirit treasure Ah Nose and Yuan Tu in his arms. Self-proclaimed Stygian River Man.

At this moment, in the west corner of the Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi sat next to the Styx. Sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing, but they all gained.

After preaching like this for more than a thousand years, Hongjun stopped abruptly and said: "The law does not spread the six ears, and the Tao does not spread non-people!"

Immediately, a colorful streamer came out of Hongjun's old hand. Go straight to the Flood Continent and go to the mountains.

"Squeak!"

A deafening chirp resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Hongjun glanced at the Flood Desolate Continent and continued to preach.

Sanqing silently calculated for a long time to no avail, glanced at each other, and helplessly fell into the rhyme again.

When Li Qingming arrived, his heart moved, and he remembered a fragment from the novel of the previous life.

"There are five immortals in Zhou Tian: heaven, earth, man, gods, and ghosts, and there are five insects: nai, lin, hair, feather, and kun. There are also four monkeys mixed in the world, and they do not belong to the ten categories! One of them is called the six-eared macaque. If this monkey stands in one place, he can know things thousands of miles away, so the monkey is good at listening to sounds, can perceive reason, know before and after, and everything is clear. Could it be the six-eared macaque?"

Li Qingming had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and suddenly thought that wouldn't it be a happy thing to include all the four monkeys in the mixed world!

Thinking of this, it turned out to be hahadaxiao.

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More than a thousand years have passed.

On this day, Hongjun suddenly stopped preaching.

The people who were indulging in the avenue suddenly woke up. In the past 3,000 years, the first 1,000 years, Hongjun has been talking about some great truths, except for some cultivators who have cultivated to the great Luo Jin Immortal and above, the rest are like falling into the clouds and fog, and they can only memorize it by rote and leave it for later enlightenment.

For the remaining 2,000 years, Hongjun explained the basic avenue. In the past few years, Zuihou has only talked about the Taiyi realm, and even the Taiyi powerhouses in Zixiao Palace all have a feeling of unfinished, which is very uncomfortable.

On the other hand, all the ancestral witches, except for Houtu, Xuanming and Candle Jiuyin, didn't even have the heart to sleep, and they also shouted.

At this time, the silence in Zixiao Palace was extremely quiet, and the sudden call of thought naturally attracted a group of guests in Zixiao Palace to look over.

The three of them felt very embarrassed when they landed.

Hongjun raised his eyelids and forgot to glance at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and said expressionlessly: "Three thousand years have come, and this sermon ends here. And wait until I go back to sort out what I got this time. After a thousand years, Zixiao Palace will open again!

Everyone bowed to the ground and shouted in unison: "Teacher's mercy!"

Then everyone slowly withdrew from Zixiao Palace.

Li Qingming didn't have the time to stay in Zixiao Palace and listen to Hongjun's preaching. After bidding farewell to Yangmei, Sanqing and others, he broke through the chaos and went straight to the Flood Continent.

There is a mountain forest at the southern foot of the Flood Continent.

I saw the murmuring of water in the mountains and forests, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the rich aura covering the entire mountain stream. The grass is fragrant, the garden is full of melons and fruits, and the fragrance of fairy is fragrant; the waterfall is splashing, the stream is murmuring, and the rainbow becomes a bridge; look at the purple glow of the mountain peaks is coherent, the strange peaks are protruding, and the different rocks are craggy, just like drinking the morning dew in the morning light.

It's such a good scenery, even if it's a fairyland on earth!

When Li Qingming traveled to this mountain, he carefully scanned every cave and every giant tree with his original spirit. In order to find the monkey who was injured by Hongjun.

He didn't believe that the six-eared macaque could heal his injuries for more than a thousand years. It is even more unlikely that anyone would dare to take these six-eared macaques as disciples.

Hongjun's sentence "The law does not pass on the six ears!", but shocked many cultivators. Let's ask, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is strict with people who cannot teach the Fa, who dares to preach his Dao Fa supernatural powers?