In front of Zixiao Palace, a boy was standing in front of the door waiting for everyone to arrive, thinking that it was the Jade Emperor, who would be famous in later generations, thinking of this, Zhu Yan couldn't help but look at the boy carefully, and then led everyone into the main hall.

The innermost part of the hall is a high platform, on which a futon is placed, which is supposed to be where Hongjun sat when he preached, but it was still empty at this time. There were six other futons under the high platform, but the first three were already seated.

I saw that on the first futon was a white-haired old man, on the second futon was a middle-aged man with a dignified face, and on the third futon was a resolute-looking young man.

Seeing this, Zhu Yan sighed lightly: "I didn't expect it to be a step too late!" After that, he strode forward, sat down directly on the fourth futon, and after saying hello to Sanqing, he began to close his eyes and recuperate, as for the piggy and the others, they sat behind Zhu Yan.

Subsequently, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Kunpeng, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, Mosquito Daoren (Six-winged Black Mosquito), Eastern Prince, Western Queen Mother, Chang Xi, Xihe, Lei Ze, Houtu, Xuanming and many other great supernatural beings of the Flood Desolation entered Zixiao Palace together.

After seeing the six futons in the audience, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all used their means to run towards the futons.

After some scramble, it was Kunpeng who relied on his speed to get on the fifth futon, and Hongyun grabbed the sixth futon with the help of Zhen Yuanzi.

Seeing that the seven futons had owners, everyone had no choice but to sit in the second row and wait for the arrival of others.

"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight people! It seems that the show is about to start!" Seeing that the three thousand powers were basically all there, Zhu Yan couldn't help but think silently in his heart.

Just when Zhu Yan was secretly observing, two more people came outside. I saw that the person on the left was tall and thin, although he looked chic but had a sad face, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and the person on the right had big ears and a smile on his face, but there was a hint of cunning in his smile.

As the two entered, the gate of Zixiao Palace suddenly closed, and the little boy in front of the door suddenly appeared next to the futon where Hongjun was preaching, quietly waiting for the appearance of Dao Ancestor.

As soon as Zhun Ti entered the hall, he saw that the six futons in the front row had already been seated, and he immediately looked at the guide with an anxious face.

The guide sighed lightly, but he was also helpless, and the sadness on his face was even stronger.

When Zhun Ti saw this, he immediately cried loudly: "My two brothers have worked tirelessly and gone through all kinds of hardships and dangers to come here, but they don't even have a seat, if they can't hear the avenue clearly, wouldn't they be ashamed of the Western beings!"

Hongyun is worthy of being the first good man in the flood wilderness, and when he saw Zhun Ti's performance, he was immediately anxious, and hurriedly got up and said: "Daoist friends really have great perseverance, great wisdom, and the heart to seek the Tao for all sentient beings, I might as well give up this position to you!" Hongyun, who was still desperately fighting for a seat, took the initiative to give up his seat to Zhun Ti at this moment.

Zhen Yuanzi was about to open his mouth to stop it, but he saw Zhun Ti quickly get up from the ground, sat down on the position vacated by Hongyun, and shook it from side to side, then turned back to Hongyun and said: "Thank you for your kindness, but the poor road is disrespectful!"

When everyone saw Zhun Ti like this, they all showed disdain, and Hongyun couldn't help but be stunned for a while when he saw this, but he didn't get angry, he just found a place to sit next to Zhen Yuanzi and talked with Zhen Yuanzi, but he no longer paid attention to Zhun Ti.

After Zhun Ti sat on the futon, he began to look left and right, and when he saw the three clear breaths connected together, he knew that the relationship between the three of them was extraordinary, but he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Looking back again, I saw a young man with clear water chestnut horns sitting on the fourth futon, but his cultivation himself could not see the depth, and behind him there were nine young people who cultivated as Da Luo Jin Immortals, who seemed to have the same root and origin as this person.

When he saw Kunpeng beside him, Zhun Ti's eyes suddenly lit up, but he saw Zhun Ti turn around and said with a righteous attitude: "This is the place where the saint preached, how can you be a flat-haired beast to defile this honorable position?

Yuan Shi was usually born with the heels heels the most, and when he heard this, he also said: "That is, how can you sit with me as a wet and egg-like flat-haired beast, and don't leave quickly!"

Tongtian frowned when he heard this, although he felt that the original words were a little biased, but he didn't want to accuse his brother of not being in front of outsiders, so he learned from Lao Tzu, remained motionless, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Everyone was already resentful that Kunpeng grabbed the seat, but at this time, Yuan Shiyi said that he also accused Kunpeng and asked Kunpeng to give up his seat.

Kunpeng's face was red, and he was about to argue with everyone, but he saw Zhun Ti throw his sleeve and beat Kunpeng out of his seat, and the guide behind Zhun Ti hurriedly sat down on the seat and gave Kunpeng a deep salute: "Thank you Daoyou for giving up your seat!"

The straightforward Kunpeng's eyes were about to split, and then he glared at the two of them viciously, and then snorted coldly at Hongyun, and then sat down behind everyone, but he hated Hongyun in his heart, and said in his heart: "If you hadn't been kind and gave up your seat to these two scum, how could the old man suffer from this unwarranted disaster!"

When everyone sat down, only to hear a bell ringing, a figure appeared on the high platform, everyone knew that it was Hongjun, and they all probed their spiritual sense to Hongjun to see how strong Hongjun was.

Hongjun's strength is indeed greatly beyond everyone's expectations, others are there, but the spiritual sense can't be found at all. After a try, everyone's hearts all set off a monstrous wave, and everyone who was still talking to each other immediately sat up.

After everyone quieted down, they saw Hongjun stretch out his hand and point, and there was an extra futon in the center of the six futons and Hongjun's seat, only to see Hongjun said lightly: "Zhu Yan, you sit here!"

Zhu Yan bowed respectfully and sat on the futon in front of him.

Seeing this, Hongjun nodded slightly, and continued: "Nuwa, you sit on the fourth futon!"

Nuwa couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when she heard this, and after giving a deep salute, she sat on the futon vacated by Zhu Yan!

"The seat has been decided, and in the future, you will sit according to this, and you must not seize the seat without authorization and start a dispute again!" After Hongjun finished speaking, he didn't say much, and said to himself: "The Tao is nameless, the Tao is unknown, it is said that it is big, it can be passed, it can be passed, it can be far, it can be far, it can be big, so it is said, the sky is big, the earth is big, and the road is big." ”

"There are four major in the domain, all things live in one of them, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the way, the Tao is the natural avenue, the heaven and the earth are the key, and the road is everywhere, and the Tao is everywhere, and those who do it are defeated, and those who are obsessed with it are lost by the saints, so there is no defeat!"

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Hongjun preached, but the avenue is invisible, the master is the first, there is no change in the sky, and there is no aura surging, but there is a trace of mystery in the plainness. This Hongjun Avenue was originally obtained by Hongjun from the fragment of the jade disc of creation, three thousand avenues, forty-eight thousand side doors, most of them are not complete, at this time, and then through the cultivation of his saints, there are really few people who can understand

Because Zhu Yan has the inheritance of Pangu, he doesn't care too much about Hongjun's Taoism, but just compares with each other, learning from each other's strengths, hoping to find his own path to enlightenment.

As for the rest of the people, Sanqing is the incarnation of Pangu Yuanshen, and he is born with great merit, but at this time, the old god who listens is there, and it is estimated that he can understand it eight or nine times out of ten.

The two of them nodded and shook their heads sometimes, and they estimated that they could understand seven or eight out of ten; Nuwa sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled, but didn't know how much they understood; Dijun Taiyi and Hongyun Zhen Yuanzi and others also had a different taste, although a few people had some luck, they could only understand six or seven out of ten, and it was extremely difficult to forcibly write it down.

Besides, Qi Zhi and Bi Fang and others, because they were instructed by Zhu Yan, they adjusted their mentality, but they only compared with what Zhu Yan said on weekdays. In such a state of mind, he understood what Hongjun said five or six times out of ten.

As for Houtu and Xuanming, because they were born without a primordial spirit, they didn't understand a bit, Houtu was still listening carefully, sometimes thinking hard, and Xuanming simply gave up listening to the Tao and cultivated on his own.

Time flies, it has been a thousand years in the blink of an eye, and everyone who is immersed in the Taoism only feels a voice sounding in the bottom of their hearts, "Three thousand years have passed, and after 100,000 years, Zixiao Palace will reopen and preach for the second time!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly bowed down and said, "Thank you, Teacher for your great kindness!" But seeing that the high platform was empty, Hongjun's figure had already disappeared, so they returned in twos and threes, waiting for the second sermon of Zixiao Palace.

At this time, I saw Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun come out hand in hand, but it was Zhen Yuanzi who invited Hongyun to Wuzhuang Temple as a guest, but Dijun and Taiyi didn't know how to get in touch with Fuxi, and the four of them flew towards the flood together.

Looking at the four of Di Jun and Fu Xi who disappeared, Zhu Yan smiled slightly, "The four kings of the demon clan have finally come together!" Yan also left with all the disciples, but he did not go back to Wudang Mountain directly, but wandered around the East China Sea.