Time passed, I don’t know how long it took, the sound of the Tao stopped, and everyone woke up from the enlightenment.
When they woke up, everyone looked regretful as if something had been lost. They still wanted to listen to it again, but Taoist Hongjun stopped talking.
"This is the end of the sermon. The next lecture will be in a thousand years. You will leave here and come back in a thousand years. The seats have been decided. If you come back in the future, you are not allowed to compete for seats." After saying that, Taoist Hongjun gave Lin Fan a slight courtesy. Disappeared in the palace.
"Farewell to Dao Ancestor!" Everyone in the hall said in unison.
After the sermon ended, Taoist Hongjun left, and the powerful listeners in the hall also began to leave one after another.
Many strong men walk very fast, fearing that they will be attacked and killed by their enemies if they take a step slower.
Just after listening to Taoist Hongjun's sermon, he was attacked and killed before his insights could be transformed into strength. Wouldn't it be an unjust death if he died?
Everyone left, and Lin Fan also left with Nuwa. As soon as he left the Zixiao Palace, he saw Kunpeng and Hongyun Ancestor fighting in the galaxy. The aftermath spread and impacted the stars, causing a lot of powerful people to detour.
Some strong men were unable to take a detour and were not strong enough, so they were killed by the aftermath. He will never rest in peace until his death.
The way of a saint is right in front of you. As long as you live, you can hear it. If you are lucky, you may even become a saint. But they won't survive until then.
Fighting broke out elsewhere in the galaxy. However, some strong men were worried that their opponents would be greatly strengthened after listening to Daozu's sermons, so they took action in advance to kill their opponents before they could rise.
"Your Majesty, do you need me to lead the troops to suppress it?" The pig-headed quasi-sage asked when he saw many strong men fighting in the galaxy.
Di Jun nodded.
Immediately, the pig-headed quasi-sage led his troops to suppress the battle.
As soon as Heavenly Court's soldiers and horses came out, the strong men who took action fled, because they found that Heavenly Court's suppression was more inclined to kill.
"Let's go!" Ancestor Hongyun, who was fighting with Kunpeng, saw this and flew away.
Kunpeng is the Heavenly Demon Master. If the battle continues, Ancestor Hongyun is worried that the Heavenly Powers will intervene in the battle.
He was no match for Kunpeng. Once the quasi-sage of heaven intervened in the battle, all that awaited him would be his death.
As soon as Ancestor Hongyun left, Zhen Yuanzi also left.
After a while, the galaxy that was once full of fighting returned to calm.
Only the fragments of the divine weapons and the corpses of immortal-level warriors told that many battles had taken place here.
"People come to listen to the sermon, but they don't stop those who come to fight. Is the choice of heaven's way natural selection?" Lin Fan looked at Zixiao Palace and wondered why Taoist Hongjun didn't take action to stop the fighting.
"It seems that you have to be careful when letting Nuwa become a disciple of Taozu. It seems that he is dissatisfied with me. If Nuwa gets close to me, she will probably be implicated..."
"Senior, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Lin Fan lost in thought, Nuwa waved her hand in front of Lin Fan.
"Nothing, let's go back."
The Sword Realm was opened, and Lin Fan took Nuwa and Fuxi back to Mount Buzhou.
Thousands of years are fleeting.
When the time for the second sermon arrived, many powerful men gathered in Zixiao Palace.
There are less strong people and more new faces.
The door of Zixiao Palace opened, and all the powerful men entered Zixiao Palace one after another.
They saluted Lin Fan as usual, and when they saw that Lin Fan's cultivation had not changed, their respect was much less than when he gave the first sermon.
All the powerful men took their seats one by one.
Some seats are empty because the original seat owner died.
Seeing that no one was left behind, the new strong man filled the empty seat.
The new powerful men had finished taking their seats, but there were still many empty seats in the hall.
The Six Saints still brought their futons and sat in the same position as when they first heard the sermon.
The futons used by Zhunti and Jieyin were borrowed from Taoist Tongtian thousands of years ago.
Once you borrow it, it lasts for a thousand years, and you never say anything about repaying it.
"There is room, let's go over and sit. It's not good to sit here." Fuxi whispered to Nuwa.
"No!" Nuwa gave him a nice slap on the back of the head.
My futon was given to me by senior Lin Fan, so I won't go.
"Shall we go?" Sanqing was also communicating.
"No, Daozu said that the seat will not change." Tai Shang said.
"There were no spare seats at that time. Now we don't sit if there are seats. What if Taozu is testing our flexibility?"
Yuanshi Taoist speculation.
"Senior brother, why do you think so much? Our cultivation is not top-notch among all the quasi-sages in the palace. Our talents are very good, but compared with Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, there is still a gap. With them here, If Dao Ancestor wants to test them, he must test them first. Don't think so much, just sit on the futon honestly." Tongtian Taoist said.
"But, don't you think we are a head shorter than them sitting on the futon?" Yuan Shi asked again.
"do not think so."
Behind them, Zhunti and Jieyin also murmured away.
"If you don't sit down when there are seats available, you are a bunch of idiots." Taoist Zhunti said to the Taoist guide and walked towards the two most luxurious chairs.
"Junior brother, Dao Ancestor said the position remains unchanged. Come back quickly."
The Taoist guide quickly reminded him to avoid making mistakes.
The next scene left Jie Yin speechless.
I saw Zhunti walking towards the chair. Instead of sitting on the chair, he put the two chairs into the storage ring. After putting them away, he returned to the futon and sat down.
"Junior brother, what are you doing?"
"Everyone has a chair. You have to take it if you don't want to sit on it, otherwise you will lose money."
Jie Yin was a bit dumbfounded.
The second sermon begins.
This time Taoist Hongjun taught the way of Quasi-Sage, from the first level of Quasi-Sage to the ninth level of Quasi-Sage.
Those who missed the first sermon heard the second sermon and felt both enlightened and regretful at the same time.
I regret not coming when I preached for the first time.
Hongjun Daozu’s sermons are interlocking, and each link is important.
The first time he talked about the way of Daluo Jinxian, and the second time he talked about the way of quasi-sage.
The impact of missing a link may seem very small, but in fact, the difference is a thousand miles away.
The second sermon ends.
This time, Taoist Hongjun also announced that he would come back after a thousand years.
"Thousands of years later, it will be my next sermon for you, and it will be about the way of saints." Taoist Hongjun announced.
"The way of a saint?!" All the powerful men held their breath, unwilling to miss every syllable of what Daozu Hongjun said.
"Yes, the way of the saint. The first time I taught the way of the Daluo Jinxian, from the beginning of the immortal level to the ninth level of the Daluo Jinxian, the second time I taught the way of the quasi-sage, from the first level of the quasi-sage to the ninth level, the third time is naturally Speak the way of a saint.”
Having said this, Daozu Hongjun looked at Lin Fan inadvertently, trying to see the change in Lin Fan's expression.
But Lin Fan was unmoved.
Even if he talked about teaching the way of saints, he would not be moved.
Taoist Hongjun was puzzled and had more doubts in his heart.
"Even Emperor Jun of Heaven's expression changed when he heard me mention the way of becoming a saint. Why didn't Lin Fan's expression change? Is it that he is not interested in how to become a saint? Or, he has already known the way to become a saint? Is it possible that he has nothing to do with him? I am the same, and I also get the opportunity to open heaven?"
"For the third sermon, I will select six disciples among you." Taoist Hongjun continued to release the bombshell news.
Everyone in the hall could not hold back their hearts boiling.
If Taoist Hongjun hadn't been present, he would have shouted loudly.
Selecting six disciples does not mean that six of them can become saints.
The powerful people present were not fools, and they instantly understood what Daozu Hongjun meant.
(End of chapter)
