Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Looking at the smug Zhunti, the mighty ones were unwilling but powerless.

It would be fine if they could stop the crowding, which was a means of competition tacitly approved by the saints.

They would never dare to fight in a saintly place like Zixiao Palace.

Not every Daluo had the courage to attack directly like the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The mighty ones could only look unwilling, but they could only sit on the cushions in the second row.

It's a long story.

But from the time when the Three Pure Ones sat down, to when Jie Yin and Zhunti took a detour and sat down, the competition among the mighty Daluo was completed in just a moment.

After all the Daluo sat down one by one, bursts of Tao sounds came from the void.

"Lying high on the nine-layer cloud, I have realized the truth of Taoism."

"Beyond the universe, I shall be the master of the sect."

"Pangu gave birth to Taiji, and the two yin and yang and four images follow."

"The leader of the Xuanmen, one qi transforms into Hongjun."

On the high platform in Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's figure appeared out of thin air without disturbing anyone.

The Daluo present were all shocked, just this move was enough to amaze them.

Even the twelve arrogant witch ancestors, facing the saint who far surpassed them, stood up and saluted with respect.

"Welcome to the saint!"

On the high platform, looking at the seats below, Hongjun just glanced at them lightly and said, "From now on, you will sit in this order and cannot change it."

"Yes!"

The Daluo who did not grab the first row of seats were unwilling to accept it.

"I hold the divine tool of creation. I became a saint in the prehistoric world. I should preach for ten thousand years and educate the prehistoric world. Therefore, I preached three times in Zixiao Palace. You need to listen carefully."

Hongjun's voice reached the ears of all the great powers, and then, waves of mysterious Taoist sounds reached the ears of all the great powers.

Before the great powers even had time to thank him, they were directly immersed in the sound of Taoism, and they all showed fascination.

The saint preached, and the law followed his words.

The sky was scattered, and the golden lotus emerged from the ground. The many strange phenomena were not worth mentioning.

The thick Taoist rhyme was pervasive, and the sound of immortal Taoism echoed in Zixiao Palace. All the great powers in the prehistoric world were intoxicated.

And the magic power in their bodies kept soaring with Hongjun's preaching.

This scene lasted for a full three thousand years.

When the time came, Hongjun simply shut up, and the Dao sound and immortal sound between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and the powerful people who were immersed in the thick Dao rhyme woke up one after another.

They looked at Hongjun on the high platform with resentment.

Although the highest thing Hongjun talked about this time was only the Daluo Dao.

But for them, a group of Daluo Jinxian who were groping forward on their own, it was like a bright moon, illuminating their next path.

Even those Daluo perfect cultivators were not unhappy at this time.

Hongjun's exquisite immortal way and immortal method made them see those seemingly perfect but actually lacking a lot of mistakes in the past cultivation.

For them, this kind of thing of making up for the foundation and strengthening the foothold, even if it takes another ten thousand years, they will never be disgusted.

......

"Three thousand years have passed. This lecture is for the beginning of the immortal way and the realm of Daluo. Ten thousand years later, I will start to lecture on the path to enlightenment above Daluo!"

Hongjun said calmly to the resentful eyes of the Daluo.

"We thank Daozu for your grace of preaching!"

Even if the Daluo were reluctant, they could only bow and thank Daozu for his words.

At this moment.

In the crowd, the ancestor witch Hou Tu stood up directly under the surprised eyes of the powerful people around.

"Daozu is merciful and spreads the immortal way of Honghuang, but my witch clan has a weak fate with the immortal way. I ask Daozu to guide my witch clan on how to practice."

When these words came out, even the other eleven ancestor witches were surprised.

"Sister Hou Tu..." The hot-tempered Zhu Rong was about to speak, but was pulled by Zhu Jiuyin beside him.

But Hou Tu was looking straight at Daozu Hongjun above.

Hou Tu listened to and remembered all the mysteries of Hongjun's immortal way, which lasted for three thousand years.

But it was precisely because of this that she was surprised.

This Hongjun immortal way is indeed the immortal way that Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, realized and passed on. Its practice difficulty is so low that almost all prehistoric creatures can practice it.

And the upper limit is high, but it points directly to Daluo!

And the next two lectures will even involve the path to enlightenment above Daluo.

But... the witch clan is not within the scope of this practice.

Their witch clan is the result of Pangu's blood and the turbid air of heaven and earth.

If you practice Hongjun's immortal way and absorb the pure air of heaven and earth for practice, you are damaging your own witch bloodline in disguise.

Perhaps other ancestor witches don't care much. For them, having their own fatherThe divine inheritance is here.

What Hongjun Immortal Dao, if you can't practice it, then you can't practice it, what's the big deal.

But Hou Tu is straightforward.

She felt uncomfortable when she thought that other people could practice, but their Wu clan couldn't.

Why can they practice, but my Wu clan can't? Thinking of this, she simply stood up and asked Hongjun.

On the high platform, Hongjun looked at Hou Tu below and pondered for a while.

This era is the era of the Wu Lich clan, and the strength of the Wu Lich clan does need to be balanced.

But he has been perfecting his Hongjun Immortal Dao since the beginning of his practice, and even the secret method of beheading the three corpses to be passed down later is based on Hongjun Immortal Dao.

This is his path, and it is also the path that most creatures in the prehistoric world can take.

But the Wu clan is not suitable for his path. The Wu clan is more suitable for the Hunyuan Road that many other great powers took during his period.

But he is not proficient in the practice of the Hunyuan Road. If it were in the past, he might only give some guidance for the Wu clan to find it themselves.

But now...

Hongjun thought of Ao Changsheng in the East China Sea.

Perhaps, the Wu Clan could test this Hunyuan Daluo.

Hongjun thought so in his heart, but his face remained calm. He spoke after a pause.

"A few days ago, I went to the East China Sea to visit a friend and came across a hidden Taoist temple. There was a great master of the prehistoric times living in seclusion there. Your Wu Clan's opportunity may be there."

After saying this, without waiting for the reaction of the great masters of the prehistoric times, he disappeared under the gaze of everyone.

As soon as these words came out, not only the ancestor witch Hou Tu, but also many other great masters of the prehistoric times were also thinking.

That was the great master of the prehistoric times that Daozu called Daoyou.

If they could find him, even if they had no chance to become his disciple, it would be a good thing to get his guidance!