Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

At the same time, not far behind Li Song.

In a canyon.

There is also a figure sitting cross-legged.

This figure is straight and sharp.

The Taoist charm is flowing all over the body, and the momentum is magnificent.

Judging from his appearance, he was the great witch Xingtian, a direct disciple of Li Song.

At this moment, Xingtian's cultivation level has been promoted to a small level, reaching the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. He can be compared with the ancestral witches, but this is not surprising.

What is shocking is that the symbol of the ancestral witch appears on Xingtian's body.

It seems that he is evolving towards the ancestral witch!

Countless Dao patterns, countless runes, and countless laws of war permeate the whole body, releasing waves of terrifying aura.

Even behind him, a majestic and powerful figure appeared, standing tall and dancing.

Judging from the Taoist charm permeating his body, he already has a certain aura of ancestral witch.

That was clearly his true form and the only symbol of the ancestral witch, the true form of the ancestral witch!

The true forms of the ancestral witches are all different in their own way, and they all evolved from the laws they mastered.

However, Xingtian's true form of the ancestral witch is exactly the same as his own body, but it is very special.

At this moment, if Hongjun comes here again, he will be shocked.

Because Xing Tian is definitely an outlier, an outlier who can go against his plans.

No matter what the cost, we must kill it!

However, Buzhou Mountain has been put under martial law, and even the saints have been driven out, let alone others!

Therefore, in this inaccessible place on the top of Buzhou Mountain, no one comes.

As time goes by, it will be three thousand years.

The second and final sermon of Zixiao Palace is about to begin.

At this moment, in front of Zixiao Palace.

There were crowds of people, and countless powerful people were whispering.

Among them are old faces such as Laozi, Yuanshi, and Zulong, as well as some new faces who have become quasi-sages.

Compared with less than a thousand people for the first sermon, the number of people for this sermon increased dramatically, reaching 2,000.

The fundamental reason is that the battle in front of Buzhou Mountain made more people know Hongjun.

Although, Hongjun didn't really take action and retreated directly. He seemed to be scared off by the Wu clan and felt a little dejected.

However, some eyes did not pay attention to this. What they saw was the respect and worship of Hongjun by big men like Dongwanggong, Xiwangmu, Taiqing and Yuqing among the Three Purities.

Can a person who can be worshiped respectfully by these top beings in ancient times be a simple person?

In addition, they advanced to Daluo very late and did not catch up with the sermons in the Ancient Taoist Temple.

So, some casual cultivators came to Zixiao Palace and decided to try their luck.

After all, once one reaches the level of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, the next step will be either a Heavenly Saint or Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

For those who are saints of the way of heaven, their souls rely on the way of heaven. If the way of heaven is not destroyed, the saints will not be destroyed.

The Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo is carefree and unrestrained, like a wandering cloud and wild crane, wandering between heaven and earth, and cannot even control the way of heaven.

Both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages. As a casual cultivator in the ancient times, I will not care about whose face, and whichever one is good at enlightenment, I will go for it, regardless of whether you are Hongjun or Li Song!

Countless new faces were wandering around, just like visiting relatives and friends, it was so lively.

"Hey, Kunpeng actually came to listen to the sermon. If brothers Dijun and Taiyi knew about it, I don't know what they would think!"

A cultivator with an ordinary appearance, ordinary clothes, and a cultivation level at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, looked on with cold eyes, looking at the monks in front of Zixiao Palace with an expressionless face.

But his attention was attracted by Kunpeng, who was standing in the crowd and looked unassuming.

Kunpeng is one of the strongest men in heaven. He is the first person under Heaven and Earth, Donghuang and Xihuang. He is the son of Emperor Jun.

His right-hand man was highly appreciated by the emperor.

Originally, Heavenly Court and Zixiao Palace were sworn enemies, but today, he came here, which obviously violated the purpose of Heavenly Court.

"Forget it, it's more important to complete the task assigned by Master first. As for Kunpeng, he can't escape!"

The monk no longer paid attention to Kunpeng, his eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the countless monks in front of the Zixiao Palace.

There was endless light flashing in his eyes, his thoughts were flying, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

On the other side, the East King was whispering to the Queen Mother of the West.

"Dong Wanggong, Shi Qilin is dead and his seat is vacant. Why don't you sit in his seat? I always feel that those seven purple gold seats in the front row are very special."

"Well, I think so too. Those seven seats may have been arranged by the saint himself, which is of great significance. Therefore, I plan to sit there soon, and I believe that no one will dare to compete with me!"

As the Lord of the Immortal Court and the Immortal Emperor, Prince Dong has this confidence.

Although Xianting was defeated in the battle at Buzhou Mountain and suffered heavy casualties, it did not cover up its glory.

Because, Immortal Court is the only force in the entire prehistoric era that dares to confront the Wu Clan, and even Heavenly Court does not look down upon it.

Therefore, it became a gathering place for casual cultivators. Countless cultivators from three religions and nine schools flocked to the Immortal Court to seek shelter.

Therefore, after the battle at Buzhou Mountain, instead of declining, Xianting's luck increased dramatically.

In just a few thousand years, it has grown again to seven or eight million, with a huge momentum.

And Prince Dong seems to have become the first person in the world, and he is talked about by everyone, and his momentum is unparalleled!

Therefore, Prince Dong felt that he could easily win that position.

At this moment, the gate of Zixiao Palace slowly opened!

When the gods saw this, their eyes widened and they immediately filed in.

Soon, the gods entered the Zixiao Palace.

It was the first time for Kunpeng to enter Zixiao Palace, so he was naturally very curious.

Suddenly, he discovered that the seven purple-gold futons in the front row were shining with purple-gold light. Release the strong Taoist charm.

Sitting on it are Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones, Yuanshi, Zhunti of the West, Jie Yin, the King of the Four Seas, Zulong, and

Queen Mother of the West, there is still one vacancy among them.

"These futons are very special. If you sit on them, they may be of great help to your enlightenment."

This time, the reason why Kunpeng dared to come to Zixiao Palace was because he wanted to give it a try.

Because, during the last sermon in the Ancient Taoist Temple, when Taoist Li Song accepted disciples, he was ignored and did not become a disciple of the saint.

Kunpeng had always been resentful, and immediately hated Taoist Li Song and his disciples.

Among them were Di Jun, Tai Yi, and even Hong Yun, who were all hated.

According to Kunpeng, Hongyun's heels are not as good as him, and even Styx's heels are not as good as him.

But even so, he was not selected.

He originally thought that Emperor Jun and Taiyi could intercede for him and let Li Song accept him as his disciple.

However, Di Jun and Taiyi ignored it.

Kunpeng was completely disappointed.

Immediately he had two minds.

He already had second thoughts about Heaven and did not really surrender to him at all.

Since the Ancient Ancient Taoist Palace won't accept him, he should come to Zixiao Palace to try his luck.

Kunpeng thought so in his heart and went straight to the futon.

Kunpeng's escape technique can be ranked among the top five in the world. With just one escape, he directly surpassed a figure and took the lead to sit next to Zulong.

Duke Dong was stunned on the spot.

I didn't respond for a long time.

He couldn't believe that in this vast wilderness, who else dared to take his position? He was tired of living, right?

When I took a closer look, I was shocked.

Isn't this the demon master Kunpeng of Heaven?

Why did he come to Zixiao Palace?

But if something happened to Kunpeng and he took his position, he would have to die. Even if he didn't die, he would have to apologize. This was the rule.

And he, Prince Dong, is the boss in this hall, and the Three Purities are not easy to use.

Immediately, he strode forward, intending to give Kunpeng a blow, asking him to quickly give up his position, and knelt down to apologize.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air on the cloud platform above.

At the same time, a tyrannical and incomparable holy power spread out, instantly pushing Prince Dong backwards and falling directly to his original position.

Then, before he could stand up again and take his place, he heard Hongjun's majestic voice.

"The sermon begins now. This sermon is about sanctification!"

boom!

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

There were 2,500 people present, all looking up, their eyes bright and full of expectation.

Hongjun looked down and found that there were so many more people, and felt extremely satisfied.

Although this does not complete the number of three thousand, but the way of heaven is incomplete, how can he make perfect sense here? Two thousand and five, not bad.

"Huh? Kunpeng is here too?!"

He glanced at Kunpeng without leaving any trace, then at Prince Dong, and a brilliant idea came to his mind.