Honghuang: Jiejiao Winged Immortal, I am the Emperor of Fengdu

After a quick journey, a hundred years later, Qingyu arrived at Sanxiao Island and was received by the Sanxiao.

It had been ten thousand years since the last time they met. He thought that there were only the Sanxiao on the island, but when Qingyu entered, he found that Luo Xuan, Wu Dang, Gui Ling, Zhao Gongming and others were all on Sanxiao Island.

After a conversation, Qingyu finally understood the reason and was a little amused.

It turned out that they gathered here mainly to discuss what happened to Qingyu in the Heavenly Palace and to celebrate Qingyu's death.

"Junior Brother Qingyu is amazing. He killed Jiuying in the Demon Court and saved face for our Jiejiao. I offer you a glass of wine here."

The youngest Bixiao raised his glass and drank it down immediately.

Although this wine was brewed from the petals collected by the three Xiaos, because he drank it too quickly, Bixiao's face flushed immediately after taking a sip, which was very cute.

Seeing this, Qingyu also raised his glass and drank it all.

At the scene, other senior brothers and sisters also raised their glasses to congratulate Qingyu on his fame and glory for Jiejiao.

At present, whether it is the entire Jiejiao, the Chanjiao, or the Xuandu of the Renjiao, they are not well-known in the entire prehistoric world. If they were not from the saint sect, no one would even know the existence of the three religions.

There is no way, their strength is too weak.

Although the Golden Immortal and Taiyi Golden Immortal are already considered to be the overlords of one side in the prehistoric world, they are still a long way from the top. Even Daluo still has no say in the top of the prehistoric world.

This is because Qingyu is gifted and has an unparalleled foundation. Otherwise, with the same level of cultivation, any disciple of Sanqing might not be able to win so cleanly against Guiche.

And if he had not won with an overwhelming advantage, everyone would only say that the saint's disciples are powerful, instead of making the three religions famous. The difference is huge.

After a round of praise, Qingyu suggested that they discuss the Dao with each other.

The others were ecstatic when they heard this.

In fact, they had originally intended to discuss the Dao when they got together, but Qingyu suddenly appeared and disrupted their plans.

Qingyu is now a Daluo Jinxian, and his strength far exceeds theirs. If they took the initiative to bring it up, it would be nominally a discussion, but in fact it would be obvious that they were taking advantage of him.

Whether it is Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, or Wu Dang, Gui Ling and others, they all... They are people with proud personalities. They would never take advantage of their junior brother.

But now that Qingyu took the initiative to bring up the matter, it would be fine.

Soon, Wu Dang was the first to speak. As the one with the highest seniority among them, he did the thing of throwing a brick to attract jade.

The sound of Tao was floating, and she described the Tao of Wu Dang clearly one by one, and explained it in detail to everyone.

After Wu Dang came Gui Ling. Gui Ling learned the Tao of the Black Turtle, so he emphasized a long and continuous flow, which made everyone drowsy.

However, they did not dare to be careless. Gui Ling was extraordinary and had already reached the late stage of Taiyi Jinxian. Only Qingyu and Wu Dang were better than her. Even Zhao Gongming was half a step weaker than her and had extraordinary strength.

After Gui Ling came Jin Ling, and then Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Luo Xuan and so on.

As he After their turn of polling, it was finally Qingyu's turn.

For a moment, everyone looked at Qingyu, their eyes full of expectation, waiting for Qingyu to speak.

Everyone present yearned for the Dao of Daluo.

Although they had listened to Tongtian's stories on weekdays, Tongtian's realm was too high after all. Although the Dao he talked about was detailed, it gave them a sense of illusory and unreal.

Now Qingyu is different. Qingyu has just become a Daluo Jinxian, and the gap between him and everyone else is not much, which is more real. In short, it is more down-to-earth, which is why they are so looking forward to it.

Qingyu did not disappoint them. When they looked at him, he began to discuss his own Dao.

Qingyu spoke very slowly and very carefully. This kind of preaching is not only preaching, but also a sorting out of his own Dao, so it is not a complete good deed.

One by one, mysterious Dao sounds came out of Qingyu's mouth, the ceiling fell in the sky, and the yin and yang energies wandered and evolved in the void, turning into one Dao rune after another.

Although Qingyu's discussion of the Tao is not as grand as that of the saints, there are still countless bright rays of light, auspicious signs flying in the sky, and the purple air bursting out, embellishing the beautiful surroundings.

The time of discussing the Tao is slow, because Qingyu talks about it in detail; at the same time, the time of discussing the Tao is also fast, because the stage of perception never feels enough.

Time is passing.

This time, Qingyu discussed the Tao for three thousand years. He summarized all his Taoism and showed them one by one in front of the Jiejiao people.

From the Daluo Jinxian to the newly entered celestial immortals, everything was evolved and created by him, allowing others to understand while also making himself go further.

Finally, when the sound of Tao stopped, the auspicious signs around disappeared, the purple air dissipated, the ceiling stopped falling, and the yin and yang qi all disappeared.

At the scene, Sanxiao, Wu Dang Shengmu and others sat cross-legged on the ground. They were still understanding the law, combining the Tao that Qingyu talked about, and confirming their own Taoism.

Seeing this, Qingyu was not in a hurry. He just sat cross-legged on the ground and drank tea by himself.

Occasionally, he would speak out to instruct Taihao beside him to help him correct the misunderstandings in his practice over the years.

Another five hundred years passed.

Everyone woke up from their meditation one after another, and they looked at Qingyu with gratitude.

This time they realized the truth, they all gained a lot, their own Taoism became smoother, and their future path became clearer. They knew how to move forward on the road to Daluo.

Qingyu said it was okay, and said frankly that everyone was a fellow brother and there was no need to mind.

After staying on Sanxiao Island for another hundred years, after drinking tea and discussing Taoism with everyone, Qingyu took Taihao away. ps: Thank you for the reward and urging of 'The Beautiful Slow Sheep Dancing Ballet in High Heels', thank you for your support!