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It has been proven that in the monastic world, the transmission of information is far more rapid than in the technological world, and as long as the immortal consciousness is released, a message can be transmitted far away in a short period of time.

The news that Lu Chen was about to preach was passed on frantically from ten to hundred, and soon, the entire Beihai Soul Cultivators got the news, and suddenly, countless monks were boiling!

Almost without thinking, these monks frantically rushed towards the Beihai Dragon Palace, wanting to take a good seat before the sermon, so that they could be enlightened.

So, following the recruitment of the Dragon Palace, another huge migration of monks started. This time, whether it is a master who cultivates to a Gundam Taiyi Golden Immortal, or a creature who cultivates below the Immortal Dao, whether it is a shape-shifting person or not, they all use their respective housekeeping skills towards the center of Beihai, or go away on the clouds, or swim directly over.

Beihai Center is gathering again!

Seeing groups of monks constantly gathering near the Dragon Palace, Lu Chen couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that his little Taiyi Golden Immortal Peak would tell the disciples of the Dragon Palace about his cultivation perceptions, and it would cause such a sensation in Beihai, attracting so many monks, and there was no shortage of Taiyi Golden Immortal monks!

These monks didn't show up when they were recruited in the Dragon Palace, but they didn't expect a sermon to make them flock to it. It was only at this time that Lu Chen realized that his weight in the flood was so heavy!

It can be said that under the Da Luo Jin Immortal, Lu Chen is the first person who deserves it, no one can surpass it, and even in the hearts of many monks, Lu Chen's weight far exceeds that of some ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortals!

And those Da Luo Jin Immortals have a deep understanding of their own cultivation, and there are no great gods willing to share their own experiences at all. And let me ask, how can a master like Lu Chen not come?

For these uninvited guests, Lu Chen could only reluctantly arrange them in the Dragon Palace. Although he didn't care about them himself, after all, he still had the identity of the Lord of the North Sea, and he had to give a certain amount of respect to the monks of the same level. As for the other monks who came to the village, they could only be wronged to find a random place to rest outside.

However, Lu Chen still sent a large number of Dragon Palace guards to maintain order to prevent these monks from conflicting. I have to say that Lu Chen was very prescient, the flood is not a harmonious society, and there are countless people who oppress people with their strength. With so many monks gathered in a short period of time, it was obviously unreasonable if there was no conflict at all.

However, under the name of the Dragon Palace guards and Lu Chen's prestige, even if these monks have deep grievances, they must honestly keep the hatred and contradictions in their hearts, and dare not be presumptuous in the slightest!

In the blink of an eye, ten years passed, and in the expectation of countless monks, Lu Chen finally began to preach.

Beihai Dragon Palace, in the main hall, Lu Chen sat on the luxurious dragon seat, and on the side, there was an almost sleepy old turtle. In the center of the hall, there are Taiyi Golden Immortal powerhouses, among which there are elders of the Dragon Palace and other monks who have come to listen to the sermon. Outside the main hall, there were first-class Dharma protectors from the Dragon Palace, and outside, there were other monks who came to listen to the sermon.

"The ten-year appointment has arrived, and this seat will start speaking soon, hoping to give you some help. Lu Chen indifferently glanced at the monk in the hall.

After that, he began to preach on his own.

Lu Chen has never preached, nor will he be like a saint, preaching some mysterious and mysterious Dao Zhizhi. In fact, those Dao Zhili have not even been comprehended by Lu Chen himself.

What Lu Chen said was indeed his own cultivation perception. The places that need to be paid attention to in each realm will be explained in detail to everyone.

There is no fragrance, no ethereal fairy sound, and no golden lotus. Lu Chen is just really instructing a low-level cultivator, how to cultivate, how to comprehend the Heavenly Dao. Everything seems prosaic.

But the simplicity of Dayin Xisheng's road is that it is in this bland guidance that everyone has benefited a lot.

Under Lu Chen's deliberate control, Lu Chen's voice not only echoed in the Dragon Palace, but also wanted to be transmitted outside the Dragon Palace. Suddenly, the monks outside the Dragon Palace were shocked, and their hearts were filled with endless gratitude.

"The Lord of the North Sea!"

At this time, the monks cultivated to their own hearts, and they would not pass it on to others at all, these monks outside the Dragon Palace thought that they would return empty-handed, but they didn't expect Lu Chen to pass on the Great Dao to them without any scruples, and suddenly, their hearts were excited, and their gratitude to Lu Chen was as endless as the sea of the North Sea. But soon, everyone was immersed in the boundless avenue that Lu Chen had spread.

This is a full 300 years. Lu Chen talked about the realm of golden immortals from the lowest refining and refining qi, and especially emphasized the tribulation and transformation of the form, and taught the experience of the transcendent beings who had not yet transformed into the tribulation, until Lu Chen really couldn't bear it anymore, and then stopped.

Lu Chen opened his eyes slightly: "Okay, I'll go here first this time, and I'll talk again after three hundred years." ”

Preaching is not an easy thing, controlling your voice to transmit the entire Beihai as much as possible is a very draining thing, not to mention preaching with two hearts, persisting for three hundred years, it is already Lu Chen's limit.

"Lord of the North Sea, thank you, Lord of the North Sea!"

The Taiyi Golden Immortal in the hall hurriedly thanked him, although Lu Chen only talked about the Golden Immortal, but the two corroborates each other, and it also allowed them to sort out their foundation and make it stronger. This also made them look forward to Lu Chen's next sermon even more.

"Lord of the North Sea, thank you, Lord of the North Sea!"

The monks outside the hall unanimously thanked them and their voices were deafening, which was a heartfelt gratitude! Their cultivation was not high, and Lu Chen's sermon was like timely rain, which not only saved them from taking a lot of detours, but also allowed them to improve their cultivation rapidly, which is simply a reinvention of grace!

Lu Chen nodded, and after receiving this thanks, his figure disappeared directly above the main hall. Time is running out, and he has to hurry up to recover the mana of the Yuan Shen.

At this time, the old turtle, who had been drowsy, finally came to his senses, turned his small eyes, glanced at the dragon seat carefully, and found that Lu Chen was gone, and suddenly sighed in his heart, and sighed: "It's not easy, although the sermon has not officially ended, but there are still three hundred years in the middle, let's make up for it first." ”

The old turtle's talent is still good, and in the three hundred years of preaching, he has reached the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal in a daze, and he is only one step away from the Xuanxian realm. If it were someone else, he would definitely break through to the Xuan Immortal Realm in the next three hundred years, but the old turtle was very different, and the first thing he thought about was to sleep.

The old turtle's face, which had been crying and mourning, finally showed a smile, and ordered the guards to take care of some masters in the hall, so he swaggered back to the room to rest, however, at this moment, Lu Chen suddenly said with immortal sense: "Old turtle, during this time, I want to retreat first, and you will manage the affairs of the Dragon Palace." ”

Old Turtle: "......"

The old turtle's swaggering figure suddenly looked like a punctured balloon, and his momentum instantly leaked, crying and mourning the old face, hanging his head, and the previous joy disappeared in an instant. Lu Chen's request he couldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse, but thinking that three hundred years was gone, the old turtle wanted to cry without tears.