Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

Not long after Hongjun finished his monologue, he walked towards the outer hall.

When everyone saw this, they greeted him immediately:
"Welcome Daozu!"

"Welcome Daozu!"

Hongjun noticed that Di Jun and others did not salute him.

He didn't bother, and began to preach:
"This sermon is the last sermon, and what I preach is the way to sanctification. You need to listen carefully."

"The road to sanctification is difficult, and how far you can go depends entirely on your own comprehension."

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Afterwards, the sound of Taoism lingered in Zixiao Palace, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, and three thousand guests from the world of mortals fell into intoxication.

Everyone in front of Chaos Qinglian immediately held their breath and listened attentively.

Every time Hongjun preaches, it is an excellent opportunity for them to realize the Tao.

But people are surprised.

This time, they found that they could not understand the sermon!
difficult!
It's so hard!

This question!
I won't do it!
Whether it is Dao heart or comprehension, there is no progress at all!
In fact, quite a few of them suddenly felt hot in their chest after listening to it for a few seconds, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell into a faint!

Upon seeing this, Lao Tzu said:
"The way of a sage is not something ordinary people can hear, everyone should do what they can!!"

At first, there were still people who were dissatisfied, but soon more and more people fell into madness and even became obsessed.

Several saints worked together to stabilize everyone's Dao heart and help those people gradually withdraw from the state of listening to the Tao.

After a sermon.

Except for a few people who had already been sanctified, as well as quasi-sages like Sun Wukong Yaochi, the others not only gained nothing, but their realm even regressed! !
And among the chaotic green lotus, the three thousand mortals at that time also reacted similarly to the people now.

I can't understand it at all! !

The way to holiness is at hand, but they don't understand it!

Is there anything more painful than this in the world! ?

The expressions of all the powerful people are like constipation.

Hongjun ignored them, pretended not to see them, and said lightly:
"The sermon is over, if you have any questions, you can talk about them one by one."

As soon as this remark came out, all the great powers were dumbfounded again.

They found that it was okay if they didn't understand, and they couldn't even ask questions!

There was a moment of silence in Zixiao Palace.

In the end, Houtu hesitated to speak, gritted his teeth and asked a question:
"Please ask the ancestors, does the witch clan have a way to become holy?"

There is no other way for Houtu.

In the last Lich War, the Witch Clan had already declined.

If someone becomes a saint in the prehistoric after the third lecture, the Wu clan will have no advantage.

Therefore, there must also be saints among the Wu clan.

Hongjun glanced at Houtu expressionlessly, without showing too much concern.

Yes, but I can't tell you directly now. He said lightly:

"The Witch Clan is inherently incomplete, they don't know the number of days, and they don't know how to seek blessings and avoid disasters."

"If you want to become a saint, you need to have a great opportunity, great fortune, and great perseverance. Only then can there be a chance."

Well, ordinary ancestral witches have no chance to become holy, but you still have hope.

Because you still have a great opportunity and a great fortune.

It's just that it's hard to say whether you have great perseverance.

After Hongjun finished speaking, Houtu lowered his head in frustration.

From Hou Tu's ears, this is similar to what Di Jiang said before.

There is no way for them to become holy.

Hongjun was just tactfully comforting her.

After Houtu retreated, Hongjun saw that the other great powers had no problems anymore, and then said:

"I have been favored by heaven, and I have the responsibility to educate all living beings, so I should preach three times."

"Today's three lectures have been completed. From now on, I will be in harmony with the way of heaven."

"From then on, I am for the way of heaven, not for Hongjun!"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, which shocked all the great powers.

Hongjun is not only the ancestor of Dao, but also directly becomes the Dao of Heaven! ?

What a transcendent position this is! ! ? ?

However, Emperor Shun Taiyi, Sanqing Western Ersheng and others changed their expressions slightly after a short period of astonishment.

Could there be any doorway in this! ?

After all, this is just Hongjun's sidelines.

Hongjun continued:
"Before that, I will select those who are destined to be disciples from among you, and manage the prehistoric land on my behalf, so as to lead the way of tomorrow."

As soon as this remark came out, it did not cause a storm among the three thousand people in the world of mortals.

On the contrary, some powerful eyes wandered and sighed.

Even the anti-Hongjun coalition forces before Chaos Qinglian realized that the atmosphere was not right.

At the end of the second lecture last time, when Hongjun announced that he would accept disciples for the next lecture, the whole prehistoric world was almost boiling!
At that time everyone dreamed of becoming a saint's disciple!
What a transcendent position that is!
What a precious opportunity!
Even, the last time he hadn't formally accepted apprentices, just finding the representatives of two male fairies had already made all the powerful men drool with envy.

But it was precisely because of the incident with the male fairy last time that these great powers were not so interested in becoming Hongjun's disciples.

What happened to Duke Dong, don't we remember?
After being selected by you as a male fairy, what then?
dead! !

What about the Queen Mother of the West?

It's not easy!
I huddled in West Kunlun all day long, not even daring to come out! !
The person you choose, you will not protect yourself!
You have no credibility at all!
Although your realm does seem to be very high.

But let's be honest.

We've never seen you make a move!

Are you actually not good at it?

"Forehead"

"this."

"Cough cough cough!!"

The three thousand mortals looked at me and looked at the sky, and he looked at the sky and the earth, and there was no situation where each of them was vying to be Hongjun's disciple.

This also made Hongjun's face darken a bit.

However, this did not affect his plan, and continued:

"Heaven has a decree, I will accept six disciples today."

As soon as this remark came out, the noisy voice below became louder.

If you dare to accept six apprentices!
Be whoever you like!

You can form a huge force by collecting thousands of them, and under your false name, you can mediate between the monster clan and the witch clan.

You only accept six, isn't this killing us! ?

Six are not enough for the Houtu to fight alone!

Whoever likes to be a disciple of this saint!
When I go back this time, I will join the Yaozu to save my life!
All the great powers made their own plans one after another.

On the six futons in the front, Sanqing, Nuwa Xixi Ersheng and others also exchanged glances, shook their heads slightly, expressing disdain.

Haotian on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush in to teach these people a lesson:
"Bastard, what an honor it is to be a disciple of the old man, what do you mean!?"

"Senior brother!" Yaochi quickly grabbed Haotian's sleeve to prevent him from acting impulsively.

Hongjun was unmoved.

Although he would not be happy about such a scene, he seemed to have been prepared for it.

I saw his palm open, and six streaks of purple gas lingered in his palm:
"This is the foundation of the Dao, and it is called the Primordial Purple Qi."

"Refining this purple energy can help you become holy."

"I will give it to my six destined disciples."

"I, I, I!!" Before the words fell, someone jumped up on the futon, and someone in the crowd rushed up, vying to be the "sage disciple"!