Billions Of Times

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Three

Zhen Yuanzi didn’t know how he left Wu Zhoushan in the end, but he was obviously haggard now.

Ye Yun is right. Without the fetal mulch, he would not dare to do anything with Ye Yun at all.

However, Zhen Yuanzi was not reconciled to the dumb loss.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhen Yuanzi made a decision, taking advantage of Sage Hongjun’s second lecture, and sued Ye Yun.

He did this for a reason, because Hongjun was behind the scenes who instructed him to do all this.

Whether it is to find the troubles of the ancestors of the Styx, or to help the ancestors of the Styx create the Ashura clan, or to instruct the ancestors of the Styx to use the earth book to lead the earth to the Nether blood sea and become Samsara.

All of this is not a single existence, Heavenly Dao. Zhen Yuanzi is currently the only one who knows that Hongjun Sage is already in harmony.

Zhen Yuanzi didn’t hesitate at all, and directly Tengyun left Buzhou Mountain.

Bu Zhoushan, within the Wu tribe.

Zhu Rong Zu Wu took the initiative to find Ye Yun, he asked Ye Yun: “Ye Yun Zu Wu, what is this town Yuanzi asking you for?”

Ye Yun smiled indifferently, “Nothing else, just come to me for trouble.”

“It’s okay!” Zhu Rong’s temper was immediately detonated, and he angrily said to Ye Yun: “Ye Yun Zuwu, why didn’t you just force Zhen Yuanzi to stay, let us teach him a lesson. Fan?”

Ye Yun waved his hand, “Why don’t you bother you to do such a small thing, I can handle it alone. It’s just that Yuanzi in this town has the truth of conversation in his hands, and it’s better not to engage in evil with the Wu clan.”

Zhu Rong seemed to understand but he did not understand. At this time, Ye Yun spoke again, “Zhu Rong Zuwu, now Hongjun Sage’s second lecture is about to be taught. Would you like to listen to it?”

Zhu Rong shook his head directly, “Listen to why, we don’t practice spells, and we don’t go all the way with Hongjun, don’t go.”

Ye Yun nodded, feeling clear.

Sage Hongjun is known as the ancestor of the primordial Daoist. This primordial soul has been more or less favored by Hongjun, with the exception of this witch clan.

The Wu Clan did not cultivate the Hongjun’s method, nor did it prove the Hongjun’s way.

Ye Yun now understands why this Lich War broke out. Taiyi Emperor Jun and the Twelve Ancestor Witches, the proper Hongjun’s eyes are pierced!

All the ancestor witches did not go to the Zixiao Palace to attend classes, and Ye Yun had no reason to go. He continued to stay in Bu Zhoushan, waiting for the time to come.

In other words, Ye Yun was waiting for a day with enough merit, and then he was promoted directly to the ancestor witch.

Now he has more than 200,000 merit points, which is still a little bit short. (There are some errors in the previous data, I don’t know if I have corrected it. It should be the progress of 0.01% of the 1 point plate vitality value, and 30 merit points are exchanged for 1 point Pangu vitality value.)

………………

The vast purple palace.

Hongjun has been living deep in the Zixiao Palace since Nuwa proclaimed the Tao and sanctified, and meditated all day long.

Except for the last time he personally canonized Houtu as the lord of The Netherworld, he did not take a half step out of the Purple Cloud Palace.

However, today is the day he started his second lecture, and Hongjun began to make a new plan again.

There are three classes in total. The first is Enlightenment, enlightening the wisdom of the prehistoric people.

The second session is to teach the Tao, so that the great races can truly embark on the path of spiritual practice. All beings are equal, and all of them can prove the Tao.

The third session is to resolve doubts, when sentient beings embark on the path of spiritual practice, the Heavenly Dao cycle, there must be many doubts in order to achieve the Attainment Status.

This Hongjun has only given a lecture, and most of the strengths of Innate powerhouses have already increased above the Da Luo Jinxian. It’s just that the strength of the acquired power is still low, and the upper limit is also low. Few people can achieve the position of Earth Immortals. The benefit of Hongjun’s teaching is precisely these creatures who are unable to continue their practice without Innate.

However, when Hongjun walked to the Great Hall of the Purple Cloud Palace, he was stunned, because he saw two figures that shouldn’t be there, one was Zhen Yuanzi and the other took him.

Both of them were one of the three thousand guests who attended the Zixiao Palace when Hongjun first taught. Zhenyuanzi and the Cultivation Base that he introduced are now both Da Luo Jinxian.

Except for the two, the tallest Cultivation Base who came to listen to the second lecture is Taiyi Xuanxian, which is far worse than Zhen Yuanzi.

Hongjun glanced around the sentient beings in Zixiao Palace indifferently, and was not affected by the two Zhen Yuanzi.

“Lecture, start.”

Following Hongjun’s words, a huge bell ringing from the Nine Heavens shook the soul lake of sentient beings for a long time to be unable to calm down.

Hongjun lightly opened Chrysostom, and syllables condensed from one rule after another appeared in the Purple Cloud Palace out of thin air, and the mystery was endless.

Even if Zhen Yuanzi followed the lead and was now Da Luo Jinxian’s Cultivation Base, he was still stunned by Hongjun’s hand.

Especially with the introduction, he felt that he had found a new change in the method of chanting.

A few days passed in a hurry, and Zixiao Palace seemed to have escaped from the prehistoric world, without changing day and night.

Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes yesterday. Now Hongjun’s teaching is no longer helpful to him, but now Hongjun’s teaching is not over, and it is not easy for him to leave without authorization.

Looking at Hongjun who was teaching the Fa, for some reason, a strange thought came to Zhen Yuanzi’s heart.

Sage Hongjun now seems to be very different from when he first taught. It seems that Hongjun is more indifferent to Wan Ling?

At the same time, the Wild West.

The monster army finally arrived here after fighting for several months.

Except for this, all the lands were conquered by the Yaozu.

The extreme west is now completely deserted, but after the establishment of the Hades, the Yin Qi here is also much less, and it is no longer as usual, so no creatures should enter.

Ji Meng looked at Taiyi looking into the depths of the extreme west. He couldn’t help but ask: “Taiwan, now the army is here, do you want to order the army to move in?”

Taiyi smiled indifferently, and then shook his head, “It doesn’t take such a great effort. We are here to pick up a strong one this time.”

“The strong?” Ji was puzzled.

As soon as his voice fell, there was an extremely high-pitched bird’s song from the depths of the extreme west, and the low-strength Yaozu directly knelt to the ground, bleeding from Qiqiao.

Ji Meng’s heart was shaken, just a tweet was so powerful!

He turned and looked into the depths of the Far West, but saw nothing.

“Too big, is this strong man in this endless Yin Qi now?” Ji Meng asked.

Tai Yi shook his head again, pointing at the sky behind him, and then said, “Up here.”

above?

Ji Meng suddenly raised his head and looked up, only to find that the sky was covered up without knowing when, and there was an endless mountain in his eyes.

Suddenly, Ji Meng came over with aftertaste.

Not a big mountain! It’s a creature!

A feather slowly fell from the sky onto Ji Meng’s hand, and the color was extremely black.