The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Today is the day when the headmaster of Qingyun Peak preaches. On this day, all inner disciples below the Nascent Soul stage will go to Qingyun Peak to listen to the sermon.

On the square on the top of the mountain, there are countless tables and tables, and behind each table sits a monk with his eyes closed and meditating.

From Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul, there were nearly hundreds of people crowded together, all waiting for the owner of the futon on the high platform to appear.

When the headmaster preaches, even the inner disciples in the Nascent Soul stage will occasionally come, and even the monks in the Nascent Soul stage will gain new insights every time they go to listen.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Master Dongxuzi's cultivation is unpredictable, and his understanding of Taoism is astonishing. He is far from being a being that his disciples with low cultivation can look up to.

Being able to listen to Master Dong Xuzi's personal teachings not only represents a high-quality lecture, but also represents an honor.

Headmaster Dong Xuzi is not only the headmaster of Qingyun Sect, he is also known as the best person in the world in the world of spiritual practice.

There are even rumors that Master Dong Xuzi has touched the Immortal Sect.

He is invincible below the immortals, but he is invincible above the immortals!

All inner disciples feel honored to be able to listen to the sermons of such a powerful monk.

Listening to the leader’s sermons means getting the leader’s true message!

If you add up the five parts of Xishe, I will be the head disciple!

All the disciples who came to hear the sermon flocked to it, and it was even hard to find a table in the square!

Three copper bells rang, a breeze blew across the entire square, and a figure slowly appeared on the high platform.

When this person appeared, there was the sound of wind and thunder, the fragrance was fragrant, and there was faint fairy music.

He is an immortal Taoist with a solemn appearance, wearing a black Taoist robe, a wooden hairpin in his hair, and a whisk in his hand.

As he raised his hands and raised his feet, the rhythm of the Tao flowed, and the true energy was traced back, showing the appearance of an immortal, extremely transcendent from the mundane world!

Dong Xuzi raised his hand and waved his whisk, activating the spirit gathering formation on the top of Qingyun Peak. The top of the mountain was suddenly enveloped in the rich vitality of heaven and earth.

The rich vitality of heaven and earth has condensed into mist, and the entire top of Qingyun Peak is filled with fairy energy, making people feel energetic just by breathing.

Everyone stood up and bowed to Dong Xuzi, and said in unison: "Greetings to the Master!"

Dong Xuzi nodded and looked at the inner disciples in the audience with some relief. These are the future hopes of Qingyun Sect!

Dongxuzi said in a calm voice: "Everyone, take your seats and let the sermon begin!"

The sound was not loud, but it reached the ears of all the disciples clearly.

All the disciples saluted again, sat in their seats obediently, and cocked their ears obediently, waiting for the master to preach.

Dong Xuzi nodded without leaving any trace, sat on the futon, and just opened his mouth to speak when he heard a deep lion's roar.

"The young master is here, please get out of the way!"

The originally silent square suddenly heard such a voice, Dong Xuzi on the high platform almost choked on his own saliva.

Whoa!

Everyone looked towards the steps. The huge stone lion originally guarding the door jumped up, and riding on the lion's back was a young man wearing green clothes with black lines all over his head.

The stone lion looked at Shangdong Xuzi's slightly dissatisfied eyes, feeling somewhat guilty. His voice was indeed a bit loud just now, but then he thought of the master on his back and became arrogant again.

For such a loyal pet dog that can make its owner look good in front of the headmaster, wouldn't the owner want to give me another dose of infuriating energy?

Winning pot, winning pot this time!

Compared with the dissatisfaction of the old man in charge, being able to get a little more vitality from the master's hand is not worth mentioning at all.

Is the headmaster of Qingyun Sect very cool? I'm just a stone lion guarding the door, it's none of my business!

The tail behind the stone lion squatting on the ground swung faster, looking proudly waiting for the master's praise.

Ouyang's head was full of black lines as he looked at Xi Zhou with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded. Even though Ouyang was so thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush.

What did this idiot yell?

With such shameful lines, are you trying to kill yourself?

Ouyang jumped off the back of the stone lion, kicked the stone lion, and sent a burst of true energy to it.

The stone lion felt the original energy increasing again in his body, and rolled up happily, trying his best to flatter Ouyang.

"Go away!" Ouyang cursed at the stone lion angrily.

The stone lion doesn't bother too much. I'll get out when the master tells me to. I'll lick it again next time the master comes again!

The stone lion stood up and glanced majestically at the inner disciples who were looking over. It seemed as if it had once again transformed into the majestic guardian beast in front of the mountain gate, and then turned around and ran down the mountain.

Ouyang scanned the square and saw that it was quite full and there were no empty seats left!

"Senior brother! Senior brother! Here, here!"

Suddenly, a group of muscular guys on the east side of the square stood up and waved desperately at Ouyang.

Ouyang looked and saw that he was a disciple of Xingfeng. He was very familiar with the disciples of Xingfeng. In the past, he was fine, so Li Yi, the leader of Xingfeng, took him to Xingfeng.

The famous name is: Discussing the art of painting.

In fact, he was threatening to hand over the notebook of Chen Changsheng's new paintings.

After going back and forth, I became very familiar with Xing Feng's disciples.

In the past, these Xingfeng disciples were all tough men with big muscles in their brains, and the entire Xingfeng Peak was full of a very Xingfeng atmosphere.

Even though he was wearing a Taoist robe, the Taoist robe was stretched out of shape by the bulging muscles.

After all, Xing Feng is in charge of the Qingyun Sect. If he can't fight, how can he control the arrogant geniuses in the sect.

In the entire Qingyun Sect, apart from the Wenjianfeng sword cultivator who wears the best clothes all day long and has a stinky look on his face, the ones who can best fight are the muscular brothers like Xingfeng.

Ouyang walked over quickly and received warm greetings from the brothers:

"Who, then, stand up and give up your seat to senior brother!"

"Senior brother, haven't seen you for a few days, he looks even more handsome!"

"Senior brother, let's discuss swordsmanship together in the evening when we have time!"

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Ouyang waved his hands towards Xi Zhou, laughing and scolding among the many muscular men with ease, and even talked about a few muscular men who were covered in tendons and made them look shy.

The disciples of Xingfeng knew very well that Ouyang in front of him was very close to his master.

One time I drank too much and almost burned yellow paper to pray.

The square, which was originally so quiet that you could hear the sound of a pindrop, suddenly became noisy like a vegetable market.

Dong Xuzi, who was on the high platform, coughed and said, "Quiet!"

When the headmaster spoke, the Xingfeng disciples immediately put away their excitement and sat down in their seats honestly.

Dong Xuzi looked in surprise at Ouyang, who was sitting among a group of muscular men, with his hands on the table behind him and his head raised, looking at him indifferently.

This kid hasn’t come to hear himself preach in almost ten years, right?

The sun rises from the west today? You actually came to listen to yourself preach?

There must be some conspiracy, right?

Dongxuzi glanced at the secret realm of immortals still in the sky without leaving any trace, coughed and said: "Today's lecture, technique, method, Tao, magician, the beginning of cultivation, the beginning of Qi training..."

Daoyun echoed throughout the square with the sound.

Ouyang, who was leaning on the table behind him with his legs crossed, looked at Dong Xuzi who was preaching seriously.

Watching Dong Xuzi's mouth open and close, it became more and more like a fish that landed on the beach facing him, opening and closing its mouth.

Dong Xuzi's voice came in from the left ear and came out from the right ear, like a lullaby, making Ouyang's eyelids grow heavier and heavier.

One second he wanted to hold on, but the next second Ouyang raised his head one after another and fell asleep with his mouth open.

Dong Xuzi had barely spoken ten words when he heard a loud snore.