Chapter 52: There are futons everywhere. Sit down! Everyone, sit down! (Big guys, please order first!)
"Master, help! Wuuwuwu!!!"

The boy Haotian came out from behind the Three Thousand Saints with a bruised face and nose, ran to Hongjun, and cried loudly.

"I don't know where all these creatures came from. They barged in without any reason and beat me up. You have to take charge of this for me!"

Hongjun's face was gloomy. As he looked at the creatures in Zixiao Palace, his aura suddenly burst out!
Lawless!

He simply didn't take me seriously.

With a flick of his finger, the scars on Haotian's body completely disappeared.

Haotian stood beside Hongjun with a wronged look on his face, looking hatefully at these gods in front of him, especially the ones who had just attacked him.

boom!
The power of the saint is like the power of heaven and earth, which makes all the saints unable to raise their heads.

Once again, I felt the pressure of the saint and faced the overwhelming power.

A group of saints looked at Hongjun with fanaticism.

Especially the six cushions where the six ancestor witches sat.

These divine manifestations left Hongjun somewhat bewildered and he did not understand what was going on.

"As a sacred being, he is like an uncivilized beast, only knows how to fight and has no morals!"

"It's not yet time for fate, but you can actually find my temple."

Hongjun immediately felt something was wrong.

How did these people find this place?!

As early as when he gave his first sermon, he deliberately concealed the location of the Zixiao Palace and selected three thousand saints.

Forget about the witch clan, but what's the matter with these demon clans and other innate gods appearing here? Especially their expressions.

Hongjun's eyes changed, and the power of the laws flowed rapidly at the fingertips of his right hand.

Lines of deductive power permeated between his palms.

Hongjun was spying on the sea of ​​consciousness of the monsters below.

After he finished reading the sea of ​​consciousness of these monsters, a hint of gloom appeared in his eyes.

Some other god leaked the secret in advance!

The matter that was originally supposed to be known to the Honghuang God only after the third sermon was over has now been revealed.

Who is it! !
Hongjun was furious and instinctively released all his pressure.

puff! !

Bang bang bang! !

The pressure from the saint's body is simply unbearable for the sacred.

Balls of blood mist appeared in the Zixiao Palace.

"saint!!!"

The demon emperor Dijun's whole body was cracked, with the innate spiritual treasure Hetu Luoshu on his head, and he screamed miserably.

Donghuang Taiyi held the Donghuang Bell on his head to protect Bai Ze and other demons behind him.

Most of the other saints were in such a state that they were pressed to the ground and bled profusely.

Hongjun woke up suddenly, and looked around to see that the Zixiao Palace, which was originally full of immortal aura, had turned into a sea of ​​blood under his saintly pressure.

A large number of demons and gods below the Daluo level were either crushed into blood mist or hid under defensive magic treasures and suffered serious injuries.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and other sacred beings who have reached the perfect state of the Golden Immortal had cracks all over their bodies and their Taoist bodies almost collapsed!
He quickly put away the power of a saint, and rays of immortal light emanated from Hongjun.

All the wounds on the holy body disappeared in an instant.

The demons and sacred beings who had died in Zixiao Palace reappeared, standing there in a daze.

“Is this the saint?”

Back from the dead!!

All the holy beings were moved from then on and forced themselves to suppress the urge to snatch the cushion.

At this time, Taoist Taiqing, holding the treasure of merit and virtue, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, stepped forward with a gloomy face, "Teacher, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly appeared and snatched our seats. I hope you will do justice!"

"I hope the teacher will do justice!!"

The 'class leader' Taiqing Taoist has spoken, Yuqing Yuanshi, Shangqing Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti all stood up and shouted at Hongjun.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were too arrogant and offended many gods at once.

Hongjun didn't know when he turned indifferent, and slowly said, "The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's original spirit, and they are born with great merits; Nuwa has a special status; Jieyin and Zhunti have great responsibility for the destruction of the western earth veins; the six cushions are what they deserve, and it is useless for you to snatch them."

Zhu Rong, the ancestor witch, had a look of disbelief on his face. "We don't believe it! If we talk about great merits, we, the twelve ancestor witches, transformed Pangu's essence and blood into human form and sorted out the veins of the ancient land. We also have great merits!"

The remaining ancestor witches also echoed, and some sacred beings nodded frequently.

The Blood Sea and the Styx also shouted, "My Blood Sea is bitter and cold, containing the endless resentment and evil spirits of the ancient world; it also has great merits!"

"My demon race is loved by heaven and earth, and we have great merit in organizing the vast starry sky!"

"I, Lord Dong, am the leader of all the male immortals and in charge of all the male immortals in the prehistoric world. I also have great merits!"

"..."

Chaos!

Total chaos!

The Zixiao Palace, originally a holy place for preaching, was now as noisy as a vegetable market.

Don't give in to anyone.

From time to time, there are sacred things shouting everywhere, stirring up all the sacred emotions.

If Hongjun hadn't been sitting there, they might have even started a fight!
Who wants to miss the position of a saint?
Kunpeng stood up and looked at Hongjun with some fear, "Teacher, the seat for Jieyin was originally mine. It was the Three Pure Ones and Zhunti who forced me to come down. The seat should have been mine!"

Kunpeng also tried his best to achieve the sainthood.

"What a bullshit reason!" An unknown saint shouted in the corner, "The saint is biased. We also came from the prehistoric world and are making contributions to the prehistoric world. Why don't you give us a seat?"

"Heaven is fair, and the position of saint should be a fair competition!"

When Hongjun heard the voice, he looked over and found that he could not find the sacred person who had just spoken.

Before he could look for it carefully, the other gods were unwilling to do so.

"Please have mercy, Saint!"

"Heaven is fair! Saints are fair!"

"This holy position is fair competition."

The three thousand saints, as well as the demons and other saints that came later, all shouted.

Sanqing, Nuwa and the other six people took a deep breath and suppressed their anger.

This is to snatch their position as saints!
Because the saint was present and there were many great saints like themselves behind him, they could not take action.

Can't even refute it.

At the same time, he gnashed his teeth at the person who spread the rumors behind the scenes.

This is equivalent to having the cooked duck snatched away, and then having to cook another one for others to eat. It is extremely disgusting!
"enough!"

Hongjun's tone was angry.

However, he couldn't just casually deal with the situation in front of him. Most of the prehistoric gods present had great luck.

If one of the problems is not solved properly, most of the great fortune that has been collected with great difficulty might be lost!

Who on earth did this to force the saints to surrender the sacred things of the ancient times?

Saints are also living beings, with seven emotions and six desires. Hongjun was very angry, but he forced himself to suppress his anger.

A wave of his hand.

The somewhat crowded Zixiao Palace immediately became very spacious.

A large number of cushions exactly the same as the previous six fell to the ground.

Hongjun's tone was filled with anger, and he said coldly, "Sit down! Everyone, sit down!!!"

"But the way of heaven is hard to understand, and the laws are hard to comprehend! Even if you have a cushion, it does not mean you have the opportunity to become a saint!"

The seats are given to you. If you cannot become saints in the future, you cannot blame me.

As he spoke, he tried his best to deduce, but found that he could not find the sacred one who spread the rumors.

"What a strong hiding ability, who is it?"

If he knew who it was, he would be crushed to ashes.

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North Sea.

Inside the Chaos Bead.

"This old guy is the tortoise, right? How can he be so patient?"

Yang Gui looked at the images transmitted by Qinglian's clone with a strange expression, and was somewhat impressed by Hongjun's endurance.

For the sake of great fortune, this old fellow has pushed his energy-cultivation skills to the extreme.

After the turtle clan entered the prehistoric world and Yang Gui gave the turtle shell to his clone Turtle One, the prehistoric turtle clan gained some ability to conceal the secrets of heaven.

Countless turtles combined, this power to conceal the secrets of heaven, coupled with the Chaos Pearl, subtly erased all traces of Yang Gui.

Even the traces of the turtle clan were covered up.

"But after your second explanation, if this prehistoric creature knows that it needs a magic treasure to cut off the corpse, how will you deal with it?"

There are only a limited number of ancient magical treasures.

Especially the powerful innate spiritual treasures.

According to legends from previous lives, some powerful innate spiritual treasures all have corresponding destined people.

Once something is robbed, it creates a cause and effect relationship with others.

But Yang Gui didn't think so.

Since the last time he snatched the gourd vine, he had already realized that the so-called destined person was just a rumor.

The reason why Lingbao is called Lingbao is because the treasure has spirits.

Instinctively choose those with great luck, which resonates with their own luck and makes the choice for each other.

Lingbao is where those with virtue live.

What is virtue? Having a big fist is virtue!
After the method of advancing to the quasi-saint and slaying the three corpses spread, innate spiritual treasures became the object of competition among those with great supernatural powers.

Yang Gui sent out one clone after another from the Chaos Orb.

Wandering in the vast land.

"The strong ones have all gone to Zixiao Palace, so my Daluo clone will not be polite!"

"One of the five flags seems to be at the Styx, and the other seems to be in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West. I hope they don't have it."

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Just when Hongjun was preaching for the second time.

A voice resounded through the sky from the ancient land.

"I, Gui Xuan, feel that the living beings in the prehistoric world are ignorant. They do not know the Heavenly Immortals, the Mysterious Immortals, the Golden Immortals, and even less understand the Dao of Taiyi and Daluo. Today, I will talk about the Ten Thousand Daos in the prehistoric world and start a prosperous era!"

boom!
The void exploded.

Countless creatures instinctively looked up into the void.

A Taoist who is billions of miles tall, dressed in green, with a heavenly mirror in his mouth, sits cross-legged in the void.

Three huge golden wheels of merit were floating behind the figure's head, illuminating the entire world.

Sacred, vast, and solemn!
Invisible laws of cause and effect connect together from all directions of the ancient land, concealing the secrets of the ancient world.

This was the truth that Yang Gui had asked Gui Yi to spread among the turtle clan.

Divination connects the cause and effect between heaven and earth.

Yang Gui takes the law of Yin and Yang as the foundation and the law of cause and effect as the chain.

The Five Great Emperors appeared in the five directions of the ancient world, sitting in charge of the five directions and floating in the void.

Endless aura instantly penetrated the ancient world, golden light appeared, and lotus flowers bloomed.

“This is a divine being with high morals and profound blessings!!”

"To spread the truth to billions of living beings in the prehistoric world, great courage! Great mind!"

Billions of living beings are touched, stirring the energy of heaven and earth.

Countless weak creatures in the ancient world were moved to tears of gratitude after hearing the sound.

The sound spreads in all directions.

The ancient world was shaken.

Chains of laws dance on the Taoist's body, and his innate spiritual energy surges, changing constantly.

The spiritual sky descends and the sky is full of rosy clouds.

Hearing this, all the spirits at the bottom of the prehistoric world shook their heads and suddenly realized.

Flowers, plants and trees developed spiritual consciousness, and the spirits of heaven and earth took shape.

Roads that are completely different from the path to immortality emerged from the mouth of a Taoist in the void.

Countless creatures are excited to find their own direction among these countless roads.

This lecture is about twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty years.

"This is my path. From now on, you will have to perfect it on yourselves."

Say it.

The Taoist's figure disappeared in the void.

"Spreading the ten thousand ways to the vast land, saving billions of weak creatures, this is the ancestor of the ten thousand ways!"

"To be compassionate to the world and all things is the ancestor of Taoism!"

The dragon master of the turtle clan, Guiyi, looked up into the sky, saw the place where Yang Gui disappeared, shouted loudly, and bowed to see him off.

"Daozu is merciful, we respectfully send him off!"

All the spirits in the prehistoric world were disappointed and shouted, "Farewell, Dao Ancestor!"

　Thank you guys, little brother!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)