The Moon God Changxi [Honghuang]

On the side of the Wu clan.

Faced with a series of gazes, the group of ancestor witches felt a little strange about it.

Obviously, he walked in from the entrance of Zixiao Palace, looking for an empty seat, and forcibly created the feeling of being watched by everyone.

Although this situation is not that unfamiliar, it is the first time that it has expanded from the original state to the current state.

And unlike the group of enemies they faced before, now with all kinds of gazes including scrutiny, awe, horror, and inquiry, hostility is the least thing.

Zhu Rong was the first one who couldn't help it, but considering that there are too many people now, and some of them are indeed capable, Zhu Rong didn't speak loudly blatantly, but found someone to send a voice in private, "You said they are Isn't there something wrong?"

"It's quite problematic, but you sit down for me, and you see how other people sit!" Zhu Jiuyin said sharply, "This is not the Temple of the Ancestral Witch."

Zhu Rong sat up straight awkwardly, and then chose to chat with someone else.

Chatted and chatted, and finally chatted with Gonggong, I don’t know why I couldn’t deal with a word, I felt that the sound transmission was not enough for the two of them, if it wasn’t for this place in Zixiao Palace, I’m afraid they would have to Straight up.

Others can't see this little action, but how could Di Jiang and others not feel it? Faced with this situation, they don't need to ask any questions. The four of them stretched out their hands directly and slapped Zhu Rong and Gonggong on the shoulders, as if they meant some kind of intimacy. If you ignore the fact that the hands are as heavy as mountains, it can be said that they violently extinguished the spark that has not yet been ignited.

And the way others looked at the group of ancestral witches was even more strange.

Actions are actions, but even if they stand here, they can feel the mana from the Wu Clan's hands...

Even when Changyi and Zhunti grabbed the futon, they didn't produce any mana.

Now this group of people can be said to have no control at all, but the situation is different when you think about it, even if they use some mana, it is their own business... But the reason is this, really seeing this scene, Can't help but eyelids twitch.

Regarding this, the people headed by Di Jiang completely ignored it, so what's the fuss about it? Isn't this a normal thing?

Famine does not remember the year.

Before I knew it, it was time for the second sermon.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was closed again, as if isolated from the world.

Haotian and Yaochi stood up early, one on the left and one on the right, because they are still young, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they are golden boys and jade girls.

It was already considered a quiet situation, but now it is more like silence.

Whether it's the first time, or the second time after hearing about Hongjun's reputation, he arrived at Zixiao Palace.

Countless candles burned non-stop, but no wax fell, as if for a thousand years.

With the closing of the gate of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's figure slowly appeared on the cloud bed.

"Disciple, pay homage to the teacher/Tao ancestor!" Everyone said in unison.

Hongjun gave a slight "hmm" and agreed, "The heaven and the earth are called Tao, Pangu divides yin and yang, and the heaven and the earth are born..."

Not long after, most of the entire Zixiao Palace fell into a state of enlightenment.

As far as Hongjun could see, the number of people was much higher than last time. Although the people in front hadn't changed much, the faces behind had changed a lot.

During this sermon, it can be said that from the beginning to the present, nothing happened except that Changyi did a small thing at the gate of Zixiao Palace.

This feeling is really reassuring.

Obviously, this should be a normal situation. It is actually abnormal for him to feel this way, but today, it has become like this.

For the most uncertain Changyi in Hongjun's heart, Hongjun actually doesn't have any dislike for Changyi. Among them, there is no Changyi itself, and Changyi jumped out later.

Then?

Then Changyi couldn't be ignored. The things he deduced were simply outrageous every time. He had deduced so many times, but none of them matched the reality.

It stands to reason that he is now in line with the Dao, and the power he used is almost the deduction of the Dao of Heaven, so there should not be too many deviations, but... the reality does not follow the "according to the reason" on his side.

Not to mention that Changyi is still a master who uses the way of heaven to experiment.

Should he praise the genius, or should he sigh with emotion that he really picked up a 'ghost'?

It's hard to say.

Hongjun looked at those in the first row, and when he reached the two empty seats, Hongjun turned his gaze back, and when he saw Changyi, he paused for a moment, then skipped straight over, and looked After a circle, Hongjun's eyes fell on the group of witches, and several of them stared wide-eyed.

It just so happened that when one of them looked towards Hongjun, their eyes met directly.

"..."

"..."

A student who seemed to be distracted and caught on the spot, at a certain moment, his eyes widened a lot, and the next second he felt like he didn't know where to put his eyes, it was not good to move away, and it was not good to look around. It seems worse to just bow your head.

The frequency of Hongjun's preaching was not disturbed at all. Faced with this situation, Hongjun just looked away and looked away.

At this moment, Jumang, who had just been caught upright, took a deep breath and relaxed, and then fiddled with the few who were not listening well by his side, signaling with his eyes, don't be lazy, Hurry up!

After finishing this task, he seemed to be a good student, closing his eyes and listening to what Hongjun said.

Although I can't understand a word.

The people next to Jumang also closed their eyes when they saw this.

But thinking about it, this is the beginning, and there are still 3000 years to go, and the eyes suddenly go dark.

3000 years passed in a blink of an eye for Changyi, and when it was over, there was only a feeling of unfinished business.

Of course, Changyi was not the only one who felt this way, it was the same for most people in Zixiao Palace.

As that small group, the group of ancestor witches seemed to believe in rumors, and finally entered the MLM scene by mistake.

This can no longer be said to be miserable, but it should be said that life feels like years after being unable to assimilate.

Although Hongjun's merits and virtues gave him his body, and his strength has increased a lot, but for most of them, it can't cover up this matter, which makes people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there are quite a few with messy hair, some dark circles around their eyes, and their clothes are a little wrinkled, as if they have been tortured by something, of course they are the only ones. Those who have experienced it first-hand know that this is actually a small trick made out of extreme boredom.

You tug on my sleeve, and I secretly tug on your hair behind your back. This is no longer ordinary childishness, it is clearly childish to the extreme.

I also have to say that this is actually the first time such a move has been made. If it hadn't been boring enough for all the staff, and even lasted for 3000 years, who would want to be so childish?

However, no one saw this scene except themselves.

It's not because of what those few did to protect his image, but Hongjun couldn't stand it anymore. Others don't know what happened, and it's not that he doesn't know, but it doesn't mean what it means. As the Taoist ancestor, he can't Explain to yourself what this group of people are doing, and if you really say it, it will be called more and more black, and the reputation of Zixiao Palace will not need to be looked at.

Therefore, in the face of this situation, Hongjun took action to make those few people into the original state. How they came here back then, they left now.

With the end of the sermon, before the others opened their eyes, those few were thrown out of Zixiao Palace in an instant.

Not to mention the bewildered faces of the few who were thrown outside, the Zu Wu in the Zixiao Palace also couldn't react, where did my big brother/brother go?

But now that Hongjun is in the lead, no matter how urgent his heart is, there is no way to do anything. He wanted to ask, but he heard Hongjun say, "This time is over, we will meet again."

The vast majority of people were a little puzzled when they heard this, but for Zu Wu, they understood what Hongjun meant, and let go of most of their worries.

Then bite the bullet and wait here for Hongjun's second sermon to be completely over.

Although I don't know how long this speech will last, I can only silently say it in my heart and quickly end it.

This is true for the ancestral witches who are present today, but it is not the case for others.

As everyone opened their eyes, Hongjun didn't leave, and someone behind him took the initiative to ask about his doubts, "Dare to ask the teacher, the fate of the earth is the foundation, and they are different, why not?"

To this, Hongjun did not refuse, and immediately explained, not to mention that the person who asked this question benefited a lot, even others could gain some insight.

There is a saying that if there is one, there are two, and the voices of inquiries kept coming one after another, for fear that Hongjun would miss his own question and make it easier for others, especially the enemy!

Hongjun didn't say much about it, but only picked out part of the answer.

After answering for a while, Hongjun seemed to be less careful than what he said before. Seeing this, several people in front couldn't sit still.

Although they didn't have much doubt about those things, but if they missed this time, they might not know when the next time will be.

So right now, I directly pick the most important question, "Dare to ask the teacher, what is a sage?"

"Immortal and immortal, placed on the way of heaven, can survive immeasurable kalpas, since he is a saint."

"Dare to ask the teacher, how to become holy?"

"There are three ways to become a sage. There are thousands of ways to achieve Taoism. There are three methods that have been passed through until now. They use their strength to prove the Tao, such as Pangu. Slaying the three corpses to prove the Tao. , and finally combine the two into one to prove the Tao, and the three to prove the Tao through merit and virtue, and inject huge merit into one's body, so that you can become the Tao."

"Dare to ask the teacher, who can become a saint?"

"Dare to ask the teacher, can I become a saint?"

Two voices said in unison.

The former one is a little more tactful, while the latter one is straightforward and thorough to a certain extent.

The person who originally wanted to ask questions later shut up unconsciously.

for various purposes.

And Hongjun has only one thought——

Sure enough, I knew it was coming.