Primordial: Yunmeng Snake

Hongjun frowned slightly when he saw this, but didn't say anything. He saw that one was tall and the other was short, one was slightly fat and the other was thin. They were very different. Perhaps the only thing in common was that they both looked miserable. .

Wearing yellow robes and looking like they were in a hurry, they squeezed in through the crack in the door. Haotian and Yaochi were so taken by their voices that they let them in directly.

As soon as the two people came in, they saw Hongjun sitting sideways on the clouds. They immediately bowed and saluted, and apologized repeatedly:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude. The west is far away and it was not easy for us to get here. I hope you will forgive us."

Hongjun didn't speak, but the two people seemed to have no face. After standing up, they looked at the only six seats in the field.

Zhunti blinked and cried loudly:

"Senior brother Hui Ying, I'm sorry for the poverty in the West and the long journey. You and I rushed here with great interest, but we didn't find a place to stay."

"Chaos is extremely dangerous. You and I have no magic weapon to protect us, and we have no supernatural powers. Now that we see this crowd of distinguished guests, all of whom are well-dressed people, look at you and me. How could God treat the West so poorly!"

As he spoke, Zhunti burst into tears, his grievances clearly revealed.

Jie Yin sighed, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes. With his miserable look, it was really pitiful.

Seeing that the six people on the seats did not move, or perhaps did not move to get up, Jieyin opened his mouth and said:

"Junior brother, please don't cry. I came here to the Great God's Taoist Temple to seek opportunities. Now that I can come here and hear the Tao, I am extremely lucky."

"I just pity my junior brother. If you work harder, just stand with me."

Zhunti also slowly stopped sobbing, half leaning on Jie Yin, as if he was really too tired to stand up.

The gods looked strangely, and Sanqing looked sarcastic. Such shameless people were rare. Taoist Shangqing Lingbao wanted to stand up and give way, but was stopped by Taoist Taoist Taiqing.

This is a sermon given by a great god. Since you have already taken your seat, why should you get up and give up your seat again? The Tao should not be taught lightly. If you give up your seat at this time, who knows whether it is Qing Hongjun or the Tao of Qing Hongjun?

Although Taoist Shangqing Lingbao didn't know why, since his brother stopped him, there must be a reason for it. It's just that he was stopped by someone, but no one stopped Hongyun.

He didn't really want to sit in this seat, but now that someone was willing to take it, he naturally got up and gave up his seat very happily, but he had a soft-hearted look on his face and said:

"Brother Hui Yin, Brother Zhunti, I didn't expect the two of you to work so hard. After we said goodbye that day, now we meet again like this."

"The West has always been poor, and the distance from here is far away. The chaos is extremely dangerous, which has put you in trouble."

"Come on, come on, I'm lucky enough to get a seat. Brother Taoist, please take a seat quickly and take a rest first."

The two of them were immediately overjoyed, and their words were full of gratitude:

"I would like to thank Taoist Brother Hongyun for generously giving up his seat. Looking back at the time when I first met Brother Taoist, Brother Taoist was also so enthusiastic and worked tirelessly to repair the earth's connections in the West. He regarded the heaven and the earth as his own responsibility. He is indeed a man of great merit and merit. , What retribution should the two of us deserve?"

Hongyun said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. You two should discuss who should take the seat first. Don't mention the repayment again."

Hui Yin and Zhunti looked at each other, took a step back, gave up their seats to each other and said:

"Senior brother (junior brother), no matter how hard you work, it's better that you take the seat."

In the end, the two seemed to communicate something with their eyes, and were finally led to sit down.

Just as Jieyin sat down on the futon, Zhunti suddenly took out the Seven Treasures Tree and brushed it towards Kunpeng beside him.

A stream of colorful light suddenly appeared, catching Kunpeng off guard. However, when he leaned slightly, he saw a clear light hanging down, protecting Kunpeng and the futon he was sitting on.

"Are you two deceiving me that there is no one in my heaven? You two have already obtained one, and you are not satisfied. You dare to rob me of my heaven in front of us."

It was only then that Kunpeng realized that if someone hadn't taken action just now, he might have been kicked out of his seat long ago, and he suddenly felt anxious and angry.

Looking back, I saw a white lotus flying back from Kunpeng's head and falling into Qi's hand.

There was a slight cold look on Qi's face. To outsiders, it was just because someone had acted openly and openly against the people in the heaven. However, I am afraid that only Qi himself understood the true thoughts.

"Kunpeng would like to thank His Majesty the Emperor for his help. I will never forget his kindness."

Seeing Shi Qi helping him, Kunpeng looked grateful and felt extremely happy in his heart.

The West is poor, so why is the North not? The suffering in the West is only after the battle with the devil, while the North has been poorer than the West for who knows how long.

The north is innately sacred and has always lacked chance spiritual objects. They need to fight for every penny themselves before they have any chance of obtaining it.

That's why Kunpeng ignored everyone's shame, knowing that this seat might have other metaphors, but still took the initiative to sit down, just to not let go of the possibility of gaining more.

But now, he gave up his dignity and was shamed by everyone, and someone still wanted to snatch the opportunity he had obtained. How could this keep him from being angry?

Even if His Majesty Qi Huang hadn't taken action, he would have really let them snatch it away.

Qi Ze was thinking silently in his heart. For some reason, ever since he entered the new Yuanhui and established the Heavenly Court, he seemed to have forgotten a lot. No matter how hard he tried, he could not remember it.

Qi didn't know the reason, but just now, he seemed to have anticipated Zhunti's move and had prepared in advance.

Qi didn't know who would be Zhunti's target, Nuwa or Kunpeng, so Kunpeng was shaken just now.

Otherwise, with Qi's current strength, Zhunti would not be able to cause Kunpeng any fluctuations under his guard.

Zhunti saw that he had failed and was questioned by Qi. He didn't know how to answer. His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. In the eyes of the gods watching the show, Zhunti could only bow his hands and flee in panic, retreating to the edge of the hall.

Qi saw this and just snorted coldly. Such a shameless person would probably have no achievements in the future and would not be in Qi's eyes.

And Jie Yin seemed to have seen nothing and continued to sit cross-legged on the cushion.

Hongjun was a little surprised at the subsequent development of the incident. He felt that the secret of heaven was unfathomable. Jie Yin and Zhunti should not appear in his calculations, but now they came at the last minute.

Since the two appeared, Hongyun and Kunpeng should not be able to stay on the seat, but Kunpeng could still sit down.

All these changes were unexpected to Hongjun, but although he didn't like Jieyin and Zhunti, since the situation had already formed, it was not good to say anything more.

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, Hongjun spoke:

"Everything is done, and the preaching begins."

He took out the measuring ruler and tapped it lightly on the clouds in the sky. An invisible wave swept through the people in the field, eliminating the noise and attracting everyone to concentrate.

"Great is Qianyuan, the source of all things, and the ruler of the sky. Clouds move and rain falls, and all things flow and take shape... "

As Hongjun spoke, countless flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, all things were born and flowed endlessly, and all the ways were revealed, but those who were ignorant could not see them.

For a moment, everyone was intoxicated, except for the twelve ancestors.

Qi was also immersed in it. As the ancestor Hongjun said, the vision appeared, the great way was simple, and the fundamental meaning was revealed to everyone, without any concealment.

The sound of Tao resounded like a spring, moistening everyone's mind. Past confusion and bewilderment gradually dissipated in this sound.

In the sound of Tao, some people showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on their faces, while others closed their eyes tightly, frowned, and tried to think about the deep meaning.

The twelve ancestor witches stared with wide eyes, whispered to each other, but did not dare to speak, fearing that they would disturb the sermon.

They could only sit there, and they seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if there were thousands of words stuck in their throats, but they could not spit them out.

As Hongjun continued to speak, the sound of Tao came and went, and the sound was sometimes heavy as a bell, and sometimes light as the wind.

The twelve ancestor witches felt drowsy, but they forced themselves to stay awake, not daring to really fall asleep, and their heads nodded from time to time, but they woke up suddenly at the moment when they were about to fall asleep.

Finally, Shebishi was the first to give up. Although he was still sitting cross-legged, his head drooped, and he was obviously in a dream.

Fortunately, he slept well and did not snore. The other eleven ancestor witches beside him were not feeling well.

But as the lecture went on, they gradually fell asleep one by one.

Rushou, Xuanming, Zhurong, Gonggong... until the end, only Dijiang and Houtu were left.

Seeing that he could not hold on any longer, Dijiang could only send a voice message:

"Sister Houtu, I can't stand it anymore. I can't understand this sermon, and it's so hypnotic. I don't know when it will end."

"I'll go to sleep for now. If I snore, wake me up then."

Such obvious voice transmission and the eleven ancestor witches sleeping together naturally could not escape Hongjun's eyes, but he was too lazy to care.

In Hongjun's opinion, there was no need for the twelve witch ancestors to come. They had no souls and did not cultivate the Great Dao. It was just a waste of time for them to come and listen.

At this moment, Hongjun suddenly frowned and shifted his gaze from the stage to Dijiang. A faint snoring sounded in the hall.

Hongjun had no choice but to wave his pockets. Suddenly, Dijiang's snoring disappeared and could not be heard by outsiders.

Seeing this, Houtu did not dare to move. She could only continue to force herself to listen carefully.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of the Dao stopped, but the afterglow still echoed in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, colorful clouds descended from the sky, and auspicious air filled the surroundings.

Hongjun said:

"The three Yuanhuis have come. This lecture is over. Please disperse quickly. The next lecture will be after the three Yuanhuis."

"This time, I will only talk about the great principles of the scriptures. You can experience the truth yourself. Next time, I will talk about the way of cultivation. Just like this time, everyone who is destined can come."

After that, the figure of Hongjun disappeared in front of everyone, and the Zixiao Palace did the same. Only the outer hall was left for everyone to stay temporarily.

After hearing this, everyone began to look for friends and communicate with each other. The whole hall suddenly became noisy.

The five people looked at each other and nodded slightly. Di Jun walked to the edge of the hall and said:

"Since the lecture is over, we will not stay any longer. All the people in the Heavenly Court will go with us."

"Understood."

A voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention, but Di Jun did not care about the eyes of others. After speaking, he led everyone in the Heavenly Court, turned into a series of escape lights, and disappeared in the chaos.

Qi, Taiyi, Fuxi and Nuwa were just hanging behind him, not leading the way in front like Dijun.

"What do you think of this sermon?"

Qi's voice sounded, he felt that he had gained a lot from this sermon, and what Hongjun said was profound.

The so-called "Tao" that only talks about the meaning of the classics is just self-effacing. What it really says covers the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, which cannot be summarized by the Tao of the classics.

Among them, the great avenue appeared, and three thousand great avenues were arranged in front of everyone's eyes. Although it is impossible for only three Yuanhui to explain everything, at least everyone present can understand it somewhat.

Each of these understandings is worth a hundred thousand years of practice and understanding, and the meaning of the sutras they describe is also extraordinary. The more you study carefully, the more profound you feel.

Every time you think about it, you can always gain something.

Fuxi looked happy and replied excitedly:

"What I gained from listening to the sermon this time is equivalent to what I have learned so far in my practice. I hope you don't know something. I practice divine machine deduction, and the most taboo thing about one thing is not understanding its operation."

"Now that I hear the sermon, I can see the whole world, and my ears and eyes are clearer than before."

"If I look at it now, everything I said and did was nothing more than a blind and disabled person sitting in a well and looking at the sky."

Qi and Taiyi Nuwa were both a little surprised by what Fu Xi said and felt that it was too exaggerated. However, after only three Yuanhui, it was comparable to what Fu Xi had painstakingly accumulated in the past.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Fuxi said again:

"It's not that I'm exaggerating. It's just that we have listened to the sermons of the Master Raising His Eyebrows in the past. Although we also gained a lot, my cultivation level was too low at that time, and what the Master Raising Eyebrows said was only superficial."

"There is also the Innate Yunmeng Star Formation, so we underestimated those great gods. Now that I look at it again, I am astonished."

"Great God Hongjun is worthy of being the most sacred person in the East in the past. What he obtained this time is much better than me. This is the real opportunity since my birth."

Seeing that Fuxi was still immersed in it, Qi was happy for him. He stopped saying anything and asked Taiyi:

"Fuxi has gained a lot. What about you, Taiyi, how have you gained?"

Taiyi frowned slightly and said:

"There are some gains, but not much. I can only say that it has provided me with a lot of inspiration for developing new techniques. It can be considered a worthwhile trip."

Taiyi is the only one who practices one path, and the three thousand avenues mentioned by Hongjun are not of much use to him. Of course, there are still gains, but they are not as amazing as Fuxi.

Nuwa didn't wait for Qi to ask questions, she took the lead and said excitedly:

"I have also gained a lot. I have made great progress in the way of creation. By analogy, all three thousand avenues have an effect on creation."

"Although it's not as good as my brother, I think as long as I accumulate and understand a few things later, I should be able to use it for my own purposes."

Nuwa smiled broadly. She was satisfied with the harvest this time. She planned to go into seclusion after going back and continue to create living beings, real living beings.

A living being who can practice and seek the Tao, has joy, anger, sorrow, and emotion.