martial law

Once their own interests were damaged, these Qi refiners of Da Luo level, including the very few Wu clan who ran over, all broke out.

As for the quasi-said Taoist, who cares about him now?He has already been squeezed to a distance of more than ten feet away from the futon by several monsters with big butts, and no one listens to him saying whether he is pitiful or not...

Everyone is now targeting all six seats. For Yang Lin, the pressure is relieved.

Let you watch the show, let you scold, come on, let's bear everyone's jealousy and firepower together.

He chuckled, turned a blind eye to the noisy figures and voices around him, and did not listen to them, and just sat on it with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, in Zixiao Palace, no one dared to make a move.

Even if someone couldn't resist making a move, with 24 Dinghaishen beads on his head, he wouldn't be able to break through with three moves and two moves, so he wasn't afraid.

In fact, he was really looking forward to some idiot taking the initiative to try the majesty of Zixiao Palace, but unfortunately, everyone was talking about it, and there was no such idiot for the time being.

"It's a bunch of nonsense, this seat only has the effect of calming the mind, what kind of holy seat, there is no speculation at all..."

This time, no matter how mediocre Lao Tzu was, he couldn't help but open his eyes and speak in a low voice while sitting there.

The original Taoist was even more irritated by being squeezed out, and roared: "This seat is first come, first served, each according to his ability, how can there be any talk of giving up his seat? One more thing, the talk of the holy seat is all nonsense. Although fellow Taoists are good and bad, but You won't be so stupid that you can't tell the truth from the lies. Rumors stop at the wise, and you believe nonsense.

Also, it is said that the person who has just transformed into a new form, is as tall as his feet, has a superficial cultivation, and is not as good as most fellow Taoists in the temple. Can you believe what he said? "

Tong Tian, ​​on the other hand, didn't speak, but let out the sword energy from his body, with an aloof look.

Make it clear, I don't listen to anyone who says anything, and if I have the ability, I will grab it.

Nuwa frowned, looked at Yang Lin unhappy, and said softly: "Everyone, please be patient, these six seats were originally occupied by me, and I didn't see any special benefits. How about Wait for Teacher Hong Jun to speak, otherwise, it will disturb the sermon, and it will not be very good for fellow Taoists..."

This is the truth.

As soon as Nuwa said this, everyone gave her face, and the noise was much quieter.

Think back again.

Yes.

It's really inappropriate for people like myself to snatch it here and there.

Everyone is here to listen to the Tao and practice, to break through the bottleneck, so why are you here to grab a seat.

Besides, Taoist Mu really has a superficial cultivation base and a weak foundation. People like himself don't see what's so great about the seat, but he can see it?

After Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan, and Nu Wa said this, everyone came to their senses.

He looked at Yang Lin with some hesitation.

"It's not a lie, is it?"

"Taoist Mu, what you said earlier, the words of the holy position, can be proved."

"If you talk nonsense and deceive fellow Taoists, you must know that you can't afford to offend so many people."

Yang Lin glanced at the vicious monsters and sneered, "It's up to you to believe it or not. Just listen to what others say, and doubt what I say. Well, take it as fake. If that's the case, why don't you fight?" What's the matter, where is sitting? Can't you hear the sage's sermon?"

"Uh……"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Including Hongyun, Kunpeng and Zhunti, none of them knew what to say.

If the theory of the Holy Seat is true, then it would be a bit foolish to focus on grabbing a seat. The best way is to pull everyone off the futon and grab everyone.

And if it is false.

There's no point in grabbing a seat.

No one's name was written on the futon, and everyone sat on it, so it was unreasonable for those who were so shameless to rush to get off.

Even Zhun Ti had no choice at this time.

He felt that sitting on the futon was really beneficial, at least the qi could not be faked, and it was suspicious that the hall was empty with only six seats.

But doubts were just suspicions, and he refused to let him go, and he didn't dare to provoke Saint Hongjun, so he could only watch helplessly.

Just like Kunpeng and the others, they stood aside and stared at Yang Lin, puffing up.

"Rumble..."

At this moment, the door of the main hall of Zixiao Palace was suddenly closed, and the main hall shook, as if breaking through time and space, cutting the chaotic passage, the light and shadow in front of everyone's eyes changed, completely lost the sense of time and space, and their minds were slightly dizzy.

When the bottom of my heart was clear again, I took a closer look, and there was already an extra figure on the high platform.

The figure couldn't see his face clearly, and he was dressed in a gray Taoist robe. It seemed that he had been sitting there since ancient times, and his breath was as vast and boundless as the sky. Just looking at it made people feel weak like an ant in their hearts.

After watching it for a long time, there is still a sense of crisis that the soul is about to collapse and the physical body is about to collapse.

Everyone breathed lightly, their eyes retracted, and they didn't dare to look any more.

She is as well-behaved as a primary school student attending class for the first time.

Chapter 684 Three Thousand Ways, Don't Fall Behind

"The sermon begins."

The person sitting on the futon on the high platform is of course Hongjun Shengren.

Yang Lin didn't know what kind of exercises this man was cultivating. He only knew that the gap between himself and the other party was too great.

If it is said that he can still understand Sanqing Nuwa and others, they are very powerful, just like a stream sees a big river.

Then, when he saw Hong Jun, he suddenly didn't know how to judge.

It is not the rivers and seas, nor even the sky and the earth.

It is a kind of indescribable, indescribable grandeur.

Just like a blind man who has never seen the light since he was born, one day he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the world after decades.

The world is so distinct and colorful that he doesn't know how to use words to describe everything he has never seen before.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."

A word popped out of Yang Lin's mind suddenly, and his eyes flickered to look at Lao Tzu who was sitting on the first futon.

This man once said, "Tao can be said, very Tao", which is indeed very incisive, just like the way of heaven in this world, and Hong Jun at this time, as well as the "preaching" that he came into contact with in his ears, center, eyes and eyes.

Yes, Hongjun’s preaching is not just for preaching.

He just sat there, his lips seemed to move, and he couldn't understand a word he said.

There is no reality of sound waves and light and shadows, no comprehension of righteousness and speculation, and no one even knows whether he has already started the lecture, but in the hearts of all the monks, they really sensed the "Tao".

Dao, it was not spoken, let alone performed.

With Yang Lin's extremely poor expressive ability, he feels that this should be a kind of "pheromone" dissemination. When people "talk", you understand it when you understand it, and you don't understand it if you don't understand it. .

As soon as the scene started, in Yang Lin's mind, he could vaguely see the evolution of various energies in the chaos when the heaven and the earth were not yet separated, and the turbidity was not separated. Then, the heaven and the earth were separated, everything was formed, and creatures appeared.

All kinds of perceptions are reflected in the soul, all the knowledge that I have explored on my own in the past, and all the knowledge I have learned from performing martial arts deduction, seems to be confirmed by this torrent of knowledge that evolves from energy and breaks the world...

Earth, water, fire, wind.

Five elements, yin and yang, blood, tool making, alchemy, talisman paper, puppets, clones...

Endless and all-encompassing.

As long as you know it, you can understand it. No, all the information is just messy interference, and your comprehension is limited.

"The way of heaven is ruthless, and the way of heaven is fair, so it turns out that what Hong Jun preached was not specific exercises, nor any profound secrets.

Instead, he explained everything about Fang Tiandi, his understanding of all aspects of rules, the three thousand ways, and the eight hundred ways.This is what it means to teach without discrimination, even if it is a grass or a worm, it can find its own way when it comes to Zixiao Palace...'

'In this way, it is true that the strong are always strong. The more talented and deeply rooted monks, the more they will gain in the process of preaching, and it will also widen the gap with all the monks in the world.

No wonder, in the end, some people become saints, while others don't move forward. When they reach a certain level, they can't go any further.Because this is the difference in potential, the level of understanding, and even the difference in fortune. '

'Fortunately, with my shameless efforts, I forcibly won a seat. Whoever said this seat is useless is really blind. '

Yang Lin found that he often had a lot of things he didn't understand. When his mind was in a mess, there was a stream of clear water flowing into his mind from his buttocks and spreading to his whole body, as if he had taken a great tonic. The spirit is ten times stronger, the spirit is extremely focused, and the knowledge that does not understand and causes the fatigue of one's soul is clearly analyzed one by one, and turned into knowledge that one can understand, directly digested and absorbed.

'Actually, I am not wrong. Although this seat is not a holy seat, it is not much worse than directly assigning a holy seat.If you can only learn [-]% by listening from a distance, then you can learn [-]% by sitting on the futon...'

Yang Lin opened his eyes and looked at the monks in the hall, who were standing or sitting away from the futon, especially looking at the red cloud...

Seeing these people were either mesmerized, or frowning, with confused expressions, there was a trace of inexplicable pity in their eyes.

You never know what you are missing.

……

Years go by in a hurry.

Yang Lin originally thought that after he reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, he would need a calamity of time to make up the gap with Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti.

However, when he sat on the futon and listened to the "speaking" that he couldn't hear, his cultivation level improved rapidly without realizing it.

From the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian to the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian, there is actually not such a clear boundary, but the cognition and understanding of the rules of heaven and earth.

You understand the depth and shallowness of your own path, and how profound it is, there is no quantitative standard at all.

For example, Yang Lin specializes in the five elements and yin and yang, and is impartial. He has no idea which level he has comprehended. Sometimes he feels that he understands, and sometimes he feels that he does not understand.

Whether you make progress or not, you can only compare yourself, not others.

700 years, like sand passing between fingers, slipped away in one go. When Yang Lin felt that he was more than ten times stronger than before, he found that some people's comprehension speed slowed down.

Two-thirds of the monks in the main hall all showed pained faces, and those who were really thoughtful and kept learning something had become a minority.

He keenly felt that the content of Hong Jun's sermons was becoming more and more detailed, and more and more adapted to the evolution of the laws of the world. Even with the help of the futon, he already had [-]% of the content, which slipped quietly from the depths of his heart.

In other words, there is [-]% of the knowledge, and I can no longer understand it.

'Is the difficulty advanced by jumping?Is it the middle-stage knowledge of Da Luo Jinxian, or the knowledge of the later stage, or is it consummation? '

Yang Lin couldn't figure it out, he just listened to the sermon eagerly, with one thought in his mind, neither in a hurry nor in a hurry.

Occasionally, it will take out a white petal and throw it into its mouth.

He knew that his wooden body, which had been brainchild of countless billions of years, had indescribable power, and it was not appropriate to use it at any time, and it was best to use it in listening to the sermon.

Only at this time, if you forcibly push up the upper limit of comprehension, even surpassing Sanqing's comprehension, and within a very short period of time, if you want to understand the "Tao Yin" you hear, you can have a slight possibility of overtaking on a curve.

This is not cheating, but a gift from Yanwu Ling, and it is also his innate trump card.

Originally, Yang Lin couldn't figure out why Yan Wuling sent him to attach himself to an old tree. Only then did he realize that every drink and peck has its own reasons, and there is nothing that can be obtained easily.

Sanqing's talent and feet are indeed high. According to common sense, there should be no stronger understanding and learning ability than them in this world.

However, people from other worlds, combined with the creatures of this world, combined with boundless luck and innate treasures, can temporarily make their understanding surpass them, far surpassing them.

It is only natural to achieve such a result with one-time consumption, nothing is impossible.

When Yang Lin consumes the treasures and comprehends the content of the sermon thoroughly, his original understanding will also rise with the tide, reaching or even surpassing Sanqing...

And later on, the true comprehension and speed of practice of Kunpeng and Hongyun's level of follow-up talents are even more incomparable compared with themselves.

That is, a child takes a ladder to go up to the house, then builds a tall tower on the roof, stands on it, and then compares who is taller with the person who was born tall.

Things that don't have much meaning in the first place, but the scene of listening to the sermon in front of your eyes is useful.

Another 600 years have passed, and Yang Lin's mind immersed in the ocean of the avenue fluctuates slightly.

He didn't wake up by himself.

Instead, he was awakened by the movement of Lao Tzu in front of him.

In fact, some people could no longer listen to it and fell asleep a long time ago;

There are even some people who are addicted to it, fascinated by it, and no one will hinder anyone. Hongjun Daozu on the high platform seems to be endless, talking all the time...

It's not 1000 years of preaching, it's 3000 years.

After many years of Yang Lin not caring about it, he was comprehended when he heard it, and a sense of harmony quietly rose from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, there is a clear understanding, knowing that I should have reached the late stage of Daluo Jinxian and marching towards Consummation.

If you continue to listen, maybe in a few hundred years, maybe a thousand years, you will break through and enter another realm.

But at this time, Lao Tzu's aura suddenly changed, becoming lofty and far-reaching.

The majestic aura just flashed, and then subsided, the voice of preaching also paused slightly, all the people around opened their eyes and looked in the direction of Lao Tzu, their eyes were full of envy.

This cultivation base, this strength, directly increases tenfold, seeing him is like seeing a high mountain, you have to look up.

At the beginning, although everyone was divided into strengths and weaknesses, they were all of the same class, Da Luo realm.