When the boys woke up, Wu Tian looked at Long Li.
Long Li is very conscious and calm.
He nodded to show that he understood.
Wu Tian didn't know if it was his first time to preach.
But it doesn't matter whether it's the first time or not.
Long Li gave a lecture and Wu Tian listened.
Let me tell you who has the deepest understanding of Dragon Clan Avenue.
That must be Wu Tian.
Even the preaching dragon power is not as high as Wu Tian.
Of course, Wu Tian is definitely not as good as him in terms of expertise and proficiency.
Wu Tian listened carefully and occasionally smiled knowingly.
This is something he was touched by, and he explains it very well here.
It's not easy to touch him now.
After Longli is Hongyun, after Hongyun is Kunpeng, and after Kunpeng is God Killer.
This process has been rehearsed in the East China Sea.
But that was ten thousand years ago, after they traveled to the East China Sea together.
Today, ten thousand years later, in the West, together with two younger generations, they preach again.
They reunited in the West ten thousand years later.
This fate is really wonderful.
It's probably like this in many cases when fate comes together and fate falls apart.
The last lecture is from Wu Tian.
This is the first time Wu Tian has preached in the West.
It is shameful to say that although he was born in the West, he contributed both his first and second lectures to the East.
That first lecture was the first lecture in the world, and it was also the first time he and Hongyun preached.
It must have been a hundred thousand years ago, right?
Even if it's not enough, it's not far off.
When Wu Tian preached, he did not hide it.
All sentient beings in the West can hear it.
Needless to say, there are brilliant colors falling from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the earth.
Can his own world support him?
What's more, Hunyuan's preaching has its own atmosphere.
And it’s still a big deal.
At Mount Sumeru, Zhunti bowed in the direction of Mara's Blessed Place, sat cross-legged and listened to the sermon.
This was the second time they heard Wu Tian preach.
They once crossed mountains and seas to the east to listen to Wu Tian's sermons.
The two people's pursuit of truth can be described as very strong.
It can be regarded as the most extreme.
Regardless of honor or disgrace, they just demand the Tao.
It is absolutely not an exaggeration to say that he has great perseverance.
Ji Posuo, a man walked out of Lanka.
His eyes looked deeply towards the direction of Moluo Blessed Land.
The man closed his eyes, the holy fire burning behind him.
The endless years of the past passed through his mind one by one.
There is glory, there is prosperity, there is joy, there is sadness, there is regret, there is anger, there is despair...
But everything returned to peace and passed.
And he will never be swayed by those emotions again.
He has already died once.
One hundred thousand mountains and six winding mountains appear in this world.
Ancestor Panwang, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years, opened his eyes.
He murmured softly: "Are you back?"
Then he sat up in an instant, with a smile on his face.
King Pan disappeared in an instant.
Appearing at Xiaotian Peak of Mo Luo Blessed Land, he sat down silently.
Wu Tian did not stop preaching, nor did he open his eyes.
But a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He was the one who said not to disturb him.
It was he who bothered him in the end.
It was also his lack of thinking.
Forgot about him.
Everyone sitting here, big or small, was immersed in Wu Tian's teachings, and they didn't notice that there was not one more person in Xiao Tianfeng listening to the sermon.
The Hundred Thousand Mountain Wind Gu clan, headed by two young men, sat quietly and listened to the sermon, facing the blessed land of Mo Luo.
In the central land, the golden ancestors of the human race came out of seclusion and paid homage in the direction of Moluo Blessed Land.
The woman, with tears in her eyes, was the most excited.
The green mulberry ancestral tree of the human race trembles and sways, and the green light shines on the mountains and rivers of the world for millions of miles.
Its master, the young man who planted it with his own hands, heard his voice again.
To the west, the same is true for the moonlight elves. The moonlight reflects the heaven and earth. There is a moon in the sky and a moon in the world. Under the leadership of the high priest, the moonlight elves worship, their father God, their creator.
A young man turned into a white horse and neighed to the sky. His eyes were full of tears.
In the nine heavens and ten lands, countless demons bowed to the Demon Ancestor in front of the blessed land of Mo Luo!
The ancestors of all the golden races in the West came out of seclusion one after another, bringing their children and grandchildren to worship.
The mountains and rivers in the west, and all the powerful and supernatural beings, bowed in the direction of Mara's blessed place, and then sat down to listen to the sermon.
Countless sentient beings throughout the West are listening to the sermon.
Listen to his sermons.
The four Vedas flew out of the bamboo tower.
revolve around him.
Radiating wisdom, light, darkness, and mystery.
Wu Tian's sermons range from simple to profound and can be heard by all living beings.
When it is inaudible, it is inaudible.
Wu Tian preached for hundreds of years, but in the end there were only a few people who could listen to it.
Even if they are so close, the little guys can no longer be heard.
The sound of the great road is invisible, but the elephant is invisible.
Everything is calm.
Except for a few people, everyone in the West thought that Wu Tian had finished his sermon.
They think the time when Wu Tian's sermon ended is different.
Everyone has their own destiny.
Inaudible means inaudible.
The black turtle in the far north ocean is taking a nap and still listening.
I was listening to it in my dream on Mount Sumeru.
The jittery man stood listening.
On the top of the sacred mountain, the black-robed Emperor Shitian closed his eyes and was also listening.
Hanging upside down in the mountain, upside down is listening.
On the main peak of Mo Luo, the man sat under Huang Zhongli with a smile on his lips. He and Xiao Li were both listening.
Hongyun is listening, God Killer is listening, Kunpeng is listening, and King Pan is listening.
Longli Xiaobai can barely listen.
Only those from the East must not listen.
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Even Hongjun couldn't hear it.
It's just so narrow-minded.
Centenary Preaching.
This is Wu Tian's compensation.
Compensation for sentient beings in the West.
After a hundred years of preaching, when Long Li and Xiaobai opened their eyes, they found that their eyes had healed.
On the contrary, they are not used to it.
Xifeng, Qingzhu, Upside Down, Xiao Li, and that man's eyes were all healed.
They don't know when they will be fine. They just need to open their eyes and be fine.
The young man from West Wind muttered, he was still a little regretful.
But only Wu Tian did not open his eyes.
He waited until the last person woke up.
Then he said: "I woke you up, brother."
King Pan shook his head, "Not really."
"Listening to your sermon will make you sleep for ten thousand years."
Wu Tianzhan said: "That's good."
At this time, whether you are the one who discovered Pan Wang or the one who has just discovered Pan Wang, you should pay tribute to those who should be greeted, and pay tribute to those who should be greeted.
In addition to Wu Tian and Killing God, the others here include Kunpeng and Hongyun. It can be said that they are all Panwang's juniors.
They also all performed the junior ceremony.
After seeing the ceremony, everyone returned to their seats.
Wu Tian said: "Brother Panwang came just in time. You are missing from today's party."
Everyone was stunned and nodded repeatedly, yes, yes.
After Wu Tian reminded them, they discovered that one person was missing, and this was how things were completed.
"Then let me make up for this lecture too?" Wu Tian suggested.
Panwang
But he waved his hand and said, "I have been sleeping for ten thousand years, and there is nothing to say."
Everyone is still trying to persuade me.
King Pan said, "What needs to be said was said ten thousand years ago." King Pan firmly refused to say it.
In fact, he felt that Wu Tian should give the last lecture.
It is inappropriate and inappropriate for him to talk about it after Wu Tian.
This was just right. King Pan stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me some wine!"
Seeing that King Pan had made up his mind, everyone stopped trying to persuade him.
Wu Tian took out one bottle after another of wine.
Hongyun took out the Huozhao, and he had a lot of them in Huoyun Palace over the past ten thousand years.
He took it all out.
Little ones have a special liking for fire dates, especially the innate fire dates.
Grab one and pop it into your mouth, click, click!
There were clicks all over the place.
Who here has never tasted Hongyun’s jujubes?
That's not Hongyun's friend.
Children, big friends and old friends are all friends.
The premise is that you must first eat Hongyun’s jujubes.
Fire dates make wine, the more you eat it, the better it becomes, and it is also a great tonic.
As for the jujube soaked in wine, you can eat it in your stomach and then soak it in wine!
There is joy in meeting old friends again.
While drinking, Hongyun suddenly felt something in her heart.
He hesitated and said, "It seems like something is destined to me and is about to be born."
Wu Tian's heart moved and he said, "There seems to be something that is destined to me, so why not go together."
Hongyun was overjoyed: "Really?"
Wu Tian nodded.
Then they stood up, and Wu Tian said to everyone, "You guys sit down first, and we'll come as soon as we go."
The other three nodded, they were as curious as the others.
But the buttocks didn't leave the table because they didn't feel it.
If you don't feel it, you have no chance. If you don't have the chance, it's inconvenient to go there.
The so-called spiritual treasure is obtained by those who are destined to get it.
What happened if they went?
Whose Lingbao does it belong to?
It’s hard to say, and it’s hard to handle.
When Hongyun and Wu Tian came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
Many people have come.
The owner of this place is Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian. There are two people in heaven, Emperor Jun and Nuwa.
A gourd vine is as green as jade, and covered with the divine light of Hongmeng. It is green and mysterious.
There are seven gourds on the gourd vine, purple gold, purple red, purple white, purple yellow, purple green, purple green and purple black.
The seven gourds, with their hazy divine light, look like they are not ordinary things at first glance. I don’t know where they came from, where they came from, and how many years it took to grow!
As soon as Hongyun saw the second purple gourd, he could no longer take his eyes away. The purple gourd swayed as if to say hello to him.
As for Wu Tian's arrival, the last purple and black gourd, which was the smallest and seemed to be incompletely developed, seemed to move a little, but it didn't seem to move at all.
As for the other gourds, they are as quiet as chickens.
Even Calabash Vine made a gesture of running away.
Wu Tian stood at the back and just smiled faintly.
Maybe everyone hasn’t felt the arrival of Hongyun yet.
Some even didn't even bother to raise their eyelids.
But as soon as Wu Tian arrived, everyone's minds tightened, including Di Jun.
I, who was originally closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes in an instant, looked at each other with his two junior brothers, and stepped forward to greet them.
Di Jun stepped forward, and Nuwa silently followed behind him.
At this time, everyone knows etiquette.
None of them are arrogant.
They are all modest and cautious.
Wu Tian just smiled and nodded slightly.
He didn't even open his eyes.
He completely ignored everyone present.
But no one had an opinion.
Wu Tian didn't say a word, and they didn't dare to speak without permission and disturb his purity.
.
They all bowed silently and then retreated silently.
But everyone is still nervous.
From beginning to end, Hongyun was ignored by them.
Completely ignored.
Probably because he was standing next to Wu Tian.
They all paid homage to the Righteous God and forgot about him as a fellow Taoist.
Wu Tian didn't speak, and everyone didn't speak.
They all waited quietly.
At this time, there was a man named Hongjun who was staring at Wu Tian with a slight frown in Zixiao Palace.
Especially Wu Tian's closed eyes.
Wu Tian's eyes were closed tightly, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
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The stars move, the sun and the moon change.
Day by day, passing over everyone's heads.
Dawn, dusk, dusk, dawn, the stars are changing...
The seven people were like seven stone statues under the sky, motionless.
Extremely patient.
And the one from Zixiao Palace is also extremely patient.
Just kept looking and staring.
Until the first gourd's purple-gold light shines brightly, and the fragrance is fragrant.
Everyone except Wu Tian opened their eyes, but no one reached out to pick it.
I hesitated for a moment, turned around and saluted, "Senior, this gourd is destined for me."
Wu Tian nodded and said nothing.
I breathed a sigh of relief, saluted again, turned around, took a deep breath, and stepped forward to pick the purple and gold gourd.
When I got the gourd, I was completely relieved.
But at the next moment, the voice I least wanted to hear sounded: "Show it to me."
My heart sank.
Yuan Shi and Tong Tian had angry looks on their faces.
However, Yuanshi's anger disappeared in a flash.
But Tongtian held Qingping in his hand tightly.
Wu Tian didn't see it.
Because he has his eyes closed.
But no one believed it.
I shook my head at the two of them.
Bring the gourd forward.
Wu Tian took it.
The gourd was motionless.
Don't dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction or change.
Wu Tian held the gourd in his hand and stopped talking.
I didn’t say I would pay it back, and I didn’t say I wouldn’t pay it back.
I stood aside and said nothing.
He didn't ask for it, and he didn't leave.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun frowned even more tightly.
He moved his fingers but held back.
The stars are moving overhead again, and the sun and moon are flying by.
Except for Wu Tian and Hong Yun, everyone else was worried.
Everyone has his own thoughts and worries.
Hongyun looked at his gourd eagerly.
Because the next thing to mature is his gourd.
Hongyun was not worried at all that Wu Tian would snatch his gourd.
So he only had that gourd in his eyes at this time.
There is only fire in my heart, but no worries.
