Zixiao Palace is about to open for the third time, and this will also be Hongjun’s last sermon.
Of course, Qingxuan and the others came to Zixiao Palace for the third time.
Although Hongjun said that they could come to Zixiao Palace to look for him if they had something to do, Qingxuan and the others had not set foot in Zixiao Palace at other times.
Maybe there is nothing I want to ask, or maybe I don’t really want to ask, and the answer I get will never be a good thing.
Qingxuan and Qingxuan didn't care at all about the looks they were getting. He was also looking at the innate saints to see how far these innate saints had reached in their cultivation.
Sanqing, Dijuntaiyi, Dongwanggong and other top innate saints are about to reach the threshold of killing three corpses. They have not cultivated to the thirty-sixth level, but they do not need to cultivate to that level.
Although there are differences between other innate saints, the worst innate saint has also reached the level of the middle stage of Da Luo, which is not far from the late stage of Da Luo.
Mid-term Da Luo? Qingxuan was slightly stunned and couldn't help but take another look. This seemed to be an unfamiliar face.
Is this person here when Hongjun lectures for the second time? Qingxuan was not impressed.
But he was certain that this innate divine being was not present when the first sermon was preached.
There is a strange-looking lamp hanging on this person's shoulder, and the color of the lamp flame is also slightly strange. It is an innate spiritual treasure.
Accompanying the spiritual treasure as a lamp? It turned out to be him, Qingxuan knew in his heart, but he had already guessed who this sacred person he thought was a new face was.
After that, Qingxuan withdrew his gaze. Originally, he didn't care much about whether he stood in front or behind, but he couldn't bear it. These innate saints were very polite and gave way to the two of them one by one.
Others have given way to the road, but in the end you refused to leave. Isn’t this very disrespectful to others?
In addition, there was another person greeting them in front. It was Houtu, the only ancestral shaman who came here to listen to the sermon.
It's hard to say whether she arrived early, but she was standing closest to the gate, and no innate saints were around her.
Qingxuan and the others just walked directly to the front position along the path made by others. Basically, the top beings among the innate saints were waiting at the front position.
It can also be seen from this that the positions of these people are no longer based on the so-called first-come, first-served basis, but are based on virtue.
Qingxuan and Qingxuan are undoubtedly virtuous people.
When Qingxuan and the others arrived, some of the innate saints they were familiar with came up to say hello and exchange some pleasantries, which was considered a bit of friendship.
Haotian, who was guarding the gate, quietly asked Qingxuan and Qingxuan if they wanted to find Dao Ancestor.
The meaning is obvious, they can go in early if they want.
Qingxuan didn't have this idea. The time was coming anyway. If he didn't plan to talk to Hongjun alone, he would almost arrive on time.
Although Haotian asked in private, all those present were Daluo-level beings.
Although Haotian's cultivation has improved a lot, it is not enough in the eyes of everyone.
Even if you don't pry specifically, you can still detect something.
However, no one among the innate saints showed anything about this. Everyone already knew this kind of thing, so it was not surprising at all.
After that, Qingxuan and the others walked towards the direction of Hou Tu. Hou Tu's attitude seemed to have not changed, but the aura on her body had changed slightly.
Qingxuan gave Houtu some fragments of Pangu Yuanshen that he brought out from Pangu Palace last time.
Hou Tu now feels like... he has indeed become a little gentler. It is indeed an illusion.
Her soul is considered complete, but other than that, there is no more transformation. Compared with the innate divine, her soul is still weak.
On the contrary, the aura emanating from her ancestral witch body became more and more powerful, and her seemingly delicate body gave people a sense of weight.
"You haven't been guests of the Wu clan for a long time. It's such a pity." Hou Tu said.
"What a pity?" Qingxuan was puzzled. What's a pity?
"Yes, recently there have been a lot of prey that you have never seen before around our Wu Clan. Don't you think it's a pity that you haven't been able to taste them?" Hou Tu said with a smile.
"..."
Qingxuan glanced at Di Jun and others not far away. Needless to say, Qingxuan knew what Hou Tu was talking about.
Many unseen prey appeared?
Isn't that the demon tribe that gathered in Buzhou Mountain?
Those ethnic groups dragged their families and families hundreds of millions of miles away to join the Monster Clan in Buzhou Mountain, and as a result, they became a buffet for you, the Wu Clan.
Hou Tu shouldn't not know the reason, but he still said it without any scruples, almost in front of Di Jun, the Demon King.
Sure enough, her temperament hadn't changed at all.
However, the witch clan is still in a strong position at this time, and the combat effectiveness of the ancestral witches is still among the top.
Even if the gap in realm is narrowing, the comparison of strength is still that the ancestral witches are superior.
Qingxuan smiled and did not answer. He was not very good at eating, unlike the witch clan.
Hou Tu continued to speak: "But it doesn't matter. You can come to the Wu clan as guests later, and I will take you hunting."
I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all. There are so many types and quantities of food delivered to my door.
Houtu talked enthusiastically with Qingxuan and Qingxuan about the new types of prey. By the way, he evaluated the taste of various prey. Whether it was more suitable for cooking or roasting, it seemed that he had gone through it many times. verify.
Qingxuan didn't know what to say, but let's be honest, the thing he communicated with the ancestral wizards the most was the issue of food. After all, they had the most common conversations in this aspect.
But after all, you still have to pay attention to the occasion, right? Many of the innate and sacred expressions around him were slightly weird, and Qingxuan could sense it.
That weird look not only looked at Hou Tu, but also occasionally looked at Qingxuan.
Qinglian glanced at him, which made Qingxuan sigh secretly, I didn't say anything good.
There was no other way, Qingxuan could only take the initiative to lead the conversation elsewhere, and took out the brewed wine to treat Hou Tu to drink, so that she could temporarily forget about the hunting.
But he didn't dare to give more. These ancestral witches didn't seem to have a good drinking capacity, and they themselves had bad tempers. As the saying goes, drunkenness makes people bold, but for someone who is already very bold, you have no idea what she will do. coming.
In the Wu Clan, they could get drunk and fight each other. Anyway, being thick-skinned and thick-skinned would not cause any trouble, but it was different here.
By the way, the topic changed from meat to vegetarian food. However, there are also many demon clans that take the form of plants, although the proportion is considered rare compared to the entire demon clan.
Qingxuan noticed that Di Jun and the others had moved farther away without realizing it, probably because they were out of hearing and out of mind.
In front of the Zixiao Palace, a group of innate saints were either sitting in meditation, enlightening and practicing, or chatting with someone about heaven and earth, and the Dharma.
Only their style of painting is a bit wrong. There are spiritual fruits and wine bottles in front of them, which are a bit out of tune with the surroundings.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the door of Zixiao Palace to open, and the innate saints filed in, waiting for Taoist Ancestor Hongjun's third sermon.
