Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 920 Hongjun’s First Lecture

"Refining Qi and turning essence...

Refining the gods...

Refining gods and cultivating immortals..."

The sage Hongjun preached at an extremely fast speed, almost passing a sentence, and the way of Taoism is natural.

In an instant, golden lotuses were everywhere in Zixiao Palace, Ganoderma lucidum was flying, and all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures were born, containing amazing energy.

"The saint's preaching is indeed extraordinary."

Taiqing Laozi nodded secretly, he found that the defects in his body were healing, repairing the shackles before the immortal.

"If we can follow the saint, we can break through the quasi-sage."

On the other hand, Di Jun was full of excitement. Hearing the truth had a great effect, making his own state more stable.

"If my senior brother and I become saints, we will be able to revive the western land."

Due to Rahu's self-destruction, the spirit veins of the western land almost collapsed, which is much thinner than that of the eastern land.

Zhunti and Yingyin looked at each other and vowed to become holy and revive the entire western land.

"True strong people come out of training, not just sitting here and waiting."

The Ruthless Emperor admits that Hongjun's preaching is extraordinary and has obvious effects, which can make the weak break through, but she does not agree.

"Fellow Daoist Long, your friend is a bit too much!"

As a woman, Taoist Nuwa naturally disliked the Ruthless Emperor, so she subconsciously scolded him.

The other strong people also mean the same thing. The cultivation of the strong in the prehistoric land does not rely on fighting, but meditation and enlightenment.

"Three thousand ways, all of which can prove Hunyuan."

Long Xuan hastily explained something to appease everyone, so as not to make too many enemies and be besieged by others.

"The girl's mana is not weak, but she is too deviated from the Dao, and is more important than the spell. It is difficult to prove the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?"

Hongjun's eyes turned, and he stared at the ruthless emperor in front of him. Even he had to admit the opponent's strength.

"Please don't worry about it, saint, just keep on preaching!"

Hongjun preached, and Long Xuan also benefited a lot, making up for the shallowness of his foundation before becoming an immortal.

"The way of being a human being lies in the word human. If you pay more attention to killing and fighting, you will get unexpected rewards."

As for the way of immortality, Hongjun only deduces it secretly, after all, he has never experienced this kind of state.

There is no way, the creatures in the prehistoric form are strong, and they all rely on absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon in the early stage.

The heels and feet are as deep as the Sanqing, and the transformation is the late stage of the true immortal, half a step at the level of the golden immortal.

Basically, the top powerhouses of the later generations, and the weakest in form are all true immortal powerhouses, with extremely profound foundations.

"Nonsense, abbreviated as fucking shit."

Long Xuan couldn't help laughing, Hongjun's old way of speaking was in a daze, relying on the treasures of heaven and earth transformed into mana.

"Senior Hongjun deserves to be the number one sage in the world. It is really a selfless devotion for us to preach and teach us!"

The powerhouses present are also innate beings with deep heels. Naturally, they have never experienced human beings, so they can only echo and praise.

"The road to the earth immortal is relatively easy to walk. You will be the master of the day after tomorrow and absorb the energy of the earth."

While preaching, the sage Hongjun released endless energy, which turned into treasures of heaven and earth to help everyone refine them.

"It's cool, it's really cool, it's so cool..."

Among the three thousand predestined people, there are many true immortals. They have absorbed a lot of energy, and most of them are in the state of breakthrough.

"Preaching to the common people in the world, no matter how humble, this is a celebrity."

In the eyes of Shangqing Lingbao, Hongjun's image became taller and taller, and a feeling of admiration rose in his heart.

"The world is always fooled by appearances."

Others don't know that Long Xuan and Hong Jun have fought side by side, and the opponent is extremely contradictory, unfathomable, and not simple.

"If you can't deter you, how can the poor Daoist join forces and seize the last chance of survival?"

Hongjun has a big plan. He has not yet given up hope. He intends to gather the luck of the world, fight against the sky, and control the way of heaven.

"I have a hunch that this Hongjun old man is not a good person."

This is Wang Yuyan's original thought, she is extremely accurate in seeing people, it seems to be a natural talent.

"Man follows heaven, heaven follows earth, Tao follows nature."

The Tao of the Immortal is extremely illusory, Hongjun is constantly evolving, lightly tapped out, and endless rain of light bursts out.

The gorgeous rain of light sprinkled on the bodies of three thousand predestined people, causing them to refine astonishing energy and burst out with endless divine light.

"Da Luo Jinxian, I have touched the threshold, and I only missed the door."

A strong man in the late stage of the true immortal was cheering, excited, roaring, gathering three flowers.

"The great method of beheading corpses, good corpses come out."

On the first futon, Laozi Taiqing overwhelmed all the heroes and became the quasi-sage strong first, in a stable state.

"Taiqing's background is much stronger than Yuqing's Shangqing, there must be a problem."

Long Xuan looked puzzled, and looked at Sanqing again, wanting to find out where the gap lies?

Among the three Qings, why is Taiqing Huaxing a half-step Daluo Jinxian, while the other two are late true immortals?
Why is it that only Taiqing Laozi owns the Tiandixuanhuang Pagoda, Yuqing is primitive, and the Shangqing Lingbao has no magic weapons?
"Congratulations to Taoist brother Taiqing for breaking through the quasi-sage and successfully beheading the corpse."

All the heroes were smiling, clasped their fists respectfully, and cursed secretly in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist Long is really awe-inspiring, and I'm afraid he is not considered weak among quasi-sages."

Even with the Tiandixuan Yellow Pagoda, Taiqing Laozi is not sure of victory in the face of Longxuan.

"After the sermon is over, Pindao is about to select some predestined people as disciples?"

Saint Hongjun looked at the crowd with a smile, his eyes wandered throughout the Zixiao Palace, and the heroes who watched were about to move.

"I would like to worship the sage as my teacher..."

"Senior Hongjun, the poor have deep roots, accept me as an apprentice!"

"I beg the sage to be merciful and accept me as a disciple!"

Whether it's the Daluo Jinxian or the real immortal and strong, they are all kowtowing and begging, trying to get into Hongjun's sect.

"Little friend Long, why don't you choose some apprentices for me!"

As soon as the topic changed, Hongjun threw the problem to Long Xuan with an extremely bright smile, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Sanqing's talent is fine. Can he be the master of Pangu, Hou Yi, and be the direct disciple of Dao brother?"

Long Xuan pondered for a moment, then he pointed to Sanqing on the futon with his understanding.

"Greetings, Master Master..."

With Taiqing Laozi taking the lead, Yuqing Yuanyuan finally lowered his haughty head, and Shangqing Lingbao also nodded happily.

Hongjun did not deny what Long Xuan did, but nodded with a smile, agreeing on the spot.

"Nu Wa has great luck, can she be an outer disciple?"

Long Xuan then looked at Hongjun and asked a question.

"Can……"

Hongjun's response was simple and clear, giving people an indifferent attitude.

For Zhunti and Zhunti, Long Xuan was instinctively disgusted, so he dragged on without opening his mouth.

"Brother Long Dao, I am poor in the west, you have to be considerate of us two brothers!"

Zhunti had a very thick skin, tears and snot, and was crying to Long Xuan that he didn't want the dignity of the strong at all.

"The war in the West is related to the poor, you two should be registered disciples!"

Before Long Xuan could react, Hongjun admitted that the two of them were apprentices, and he was still owed the boundless karma of the western land.

(End of this chapter)