No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 313 Yi Fan's Preaching
In the underworld, Yi Fan and his party were immersed in the grief of the saint's suicide. Those with high cultivation and strong Dao Xin woke up first, Zhengzheng looked at the blood rain floating in the underworld, and countless question marks still flashed in their hearts.

Not long after, everyone came back to their senses one after another, and couldn't help but glance at each other, completely unaware of what was going on with this weird celestial phenomenon?

Could it be caused by agarwood?

But just now, Chen Xiang has already attracted the blessing of heaven and luck with his grand oath, and his realm has directly climbed to quasi-sage, the difference is only the accumulation of cultivation base.

And Shicai was also full of hype, golden lotus springing from the ground, as if the heaven and the earth were happy to have such a Living Buddha with a heart full of souls.

But in the next moment, blood rained from the sky, all spirits were sad, and even the Tathagata Buddha, who was anxious to collect the agarwood and return to Lingshan, changed his expression drastically and left in a hurry, as if something extraordinary had happened in the three realms.

Yi Fan also quietly used "The Law of Tianyan" to calculate, and every time it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the ups and downs of the world, a scene of the end of the century.

I can't help but sigh, maybe my cultivation base is too low, I have no clue at all, and it is imperative to improve my cultivation base.

It’s really hard to explain that the leader of a sect, the founder of the sect, is not as good as his disciples in cultivation.

For Chen Xiang, the thunder of heaven and earth has no effect on him, allowing the light of the infinite Buddha on his body to transform sinful souls one after another.

It's a pity that it looks very fast, but in fact this is just the sixteen small hells of King Chu Jiang. Each of the other eight Yamas has one such hell, and the most famous one in the whole hell is the eighteen-story hell, which is the three realms. The place where all souls are punished.

The most important thing is that there are more than billions of beings in the Three Realms, and souls are sent in almost every moment to be punished.

What Chen Xiang did was just a drop in the bucket.

"Hey, how hard it is to keep hell from being empty!"

Yi Fan sighed.

"Third brother, what are you going to do next?"

Sun Wukong also saw that with Chen Xiang's current cultivation level, it would take an eternity to save a large number of wronged souls.

"Go to reunite Chen Xiang's parents first, and then we will do a major event for our Chengtian Sect."

Huashan, with Tathagata's guarantee this time, Yang Jian did not stop him, allowing Liu Yanchang to reunite with the Three Holy Mother Yang Chan after his resurrection.

At the moment when the two hugged each other and wept, Yi Fan and his party also gained a lot of luck from heaven. It seems that at this moment, the era of Chen Xiang is completely over, which represents the end of the mission of the Son of Destiny in a period.

On Huaguo Mountain, a group of imposing immortals suddenly flew over from the sky, and they were Yi Fan and his party.

"Third Brother, what are you doing here in my lair?"

Sun Wukong looked at the very familiar Huaguo Mountain, and his memory instantly returned to those happy days when he was a king in the mountain.

"Brother, do you still remember the important event of Chengtian Sect that I told you?"

"event?"

"That's right, Chengtian teaches Xinli, but there is no mountain gate, wouldn't it be a joke to tell it?"

Sun Wukong's eyes lit up: "Third brother, you want to build a sect, but my place is really dilapidated. It's either a group of wild monkeys or a group of monsters. Isn't it a bit chilling?"

"No, no, Brother Monkey, your Huaguo Mountain is not shabby at all!"

"The ancestral veins of the Ten Continents, the dragons from the Three Islands, stood up since the opening of the clear and turbid, and formed after the judgment of Hongmeng."

"Brother Monkey, if you ask me, Huaguo Mountain is not at all as good as Lingshan Mountain, and the Jade Emperor's Heaven is even worse."

Yi Fan said with a smile.

"Hey, as long as the third brother doesn't dislike it, my grandson has nothing to give up. It's just that my group of monkey grandchildren, after the third brother establishes the sect, I have to give them a place to settle down."

Monkey King is still worried that his descendants will not have a place to stay.

"How is it possible? The Huaguoshan mountain range is so vast that it covers millions of miles. From now on, it will be the gate of my Chengtian sect. Do you have to worry about it?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hey, that's okay, that's okay."

"Nezha!"

Yi Fan beckoned, Nezha Boss reluctantly stood up, cupped his fists reluctantly and said, "Master orders."

"You have followed me to make soy sauce for so long, it's time to do something serious."

"Who? Me? What are you doing?"

Nezha was stunned, my young master, I was just following you to gain experience, doing woolen business?

"Teacher, I heard that there is a Tiangong Academy in Tianting, and there are master craftsmen such as Lu Ban working in it. I wonder if you can invite them to build the mountain gate for me?"

"I'm not familiar with them either. I rarely talk to my father. I'm afraid it's hard to invite them."

Nezha has an aloof character and doesn't get along with his father Li Jing. He stays at home by himself in Heaven and never goes out to make friends with anyone.

You let him lick his face and ask for help, why?
"You take this, they will definitely come!"

Yi Fan took out a purple gold gourd, which contained two nine-turn golden pills.

This is refined by the sage Taishang Laojun himself. In terms of effectiveness and rarity, it will be difficult in this life if great gods like Lu Ban want to enjoy it.

And Yi Fan took out two of them at once, and if word got out, countless forces in the Three Realms would eagerly come over and exchange them.

This kind of elixir is basically the ceiling of the alchemy world.

It can make people realize the Tao, and it is beneficial to golden immortals and even quasi-sages. I don't know how many people will rush to snatch it.

"Disciples, take advantage of this time to travel to the Three Realms. On the second day of February next year, I will open an altar to give a sermon for my teacher. Those who wish to come here will be my disciples of the Heavenly Sect. Don't force it. Go."

After Nezha left, Yi Fan's sudden words made Jin Jiao Yin Jiao and the others dumbfounded.

Even Sun Wukong was embarrassed, and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to speak.

After all, Yi Fan's cultivation base is too low, and in the eyes of many people, the peak of the celestial beings is already invincible in battle, but in the eyes of real powers, it is basically the existence of cannon fodder.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn smiled at each other.

This cheap master is really too arrogant.

Are you just a fairy, trying to preach?
Aren't you afraid of laughing your teeth out when it spreads?
And what are the identities of our two brothers, you let us lick our faces to invite someone, is it embarrassing?

Su Daji was also a little embarrassed, thinking that it would be a big deal to find some small sects and monster clans to make up for it.

Anyway, they have a large number of monster clans, too many to dare to say, it is not a problem to get hundreds of thousands of ordinary true fairy level, or mortal Mahayana level little monsters.

"Brother Sun, your monkey monkey grandson, the disciples of the great sages of the monster clan can also come to listen to the sermon. I will follow the example of the leader of the Tongtian sect. There is no distinction in teaching, and there is no threshold."

Monkey King was speechless, so he nodded in agreement.

"On the second day of February, don't wait when it's over. Disciples, hurry up and get things done."

The disciples didn't dare to disobey it openly, so they had to leave angrily.

Prajna, the quasi-sage clone of Shura, said cautiously: "The master teacher, I don't know if we, the ten clans of hell, are qualified to come to listen to the sermon?"

Emperor Yan Luo Qiye also hurriedly answered: "Yes, our ten clans have always relied on our natal supernatural powers and never comprehended the great way of heaven and earth. It is undoubtedly a great blessing.”

"Okay, let your clansmen come. I have a magic skill, which can be practiced by everyone from mortals to quasi-sages."

After Yi Fan dismissed everyone, he just sat cross-legged in the void, falling into a deep enlightenment.

This sermon must be a blockbuster! ! !
(End of this chapter)