At this time, everyone from the Ji family had arrived, down the river from the Ancestor Hall to the square at the foot of the mountain, numbering no less than ten thousand.
"Hey, we made a lot of money this time when the golden elixir monks gave us a sermon." A direct descendant of the Ji family in the crowd said to the person sitting next to him.
"That's right, this Golden Core Stage monk is a high-ranking god. Listening to him preach once is worth decades of hard work." The man replied.
"That's right, that's right. I was encountering a bottleneck in my practice before. I wonder if I can get answers to my questions this time."
"Don't look at who is preaching. He is a direct descendant of our Ji family. He practices Talismans with us. I think most of the family can gain something from it."
"That's true. I also heard that the senior at the Golden Core stage left many books on talismans to the clan."
"This is no secret now. It has been spread among the clan for a long time. It is said that there are several top-level talisman books, as well as several cultivation techniques and a high-level enlightenment technique."
"What...where did you know this? Why haven't I heard that there are high-level techniques passed down!"
"Hehehe, the secret must not be leaked, I just know it anyway."
"Tch, what's the point?" The man next to him rolled his eyes when he saw his mysterious look.
At the same time, in this place where tens of thousands of family members gather, there are also people standing in the alley at the end of the crowd.
The alley at this time looked very different from yesterday. His face was pale and his eyes were dull. It was very different from Wan Feihu's shrewd expression when he was discussing business yesterday. He looked as if he was seriously ill.
Sitting next to him was a woman with a pointed chin, thin cheeks, narrow eyebrows, and slightly raised tips. Judging from her face, it was clear that this woman must be extremely aggressive.
This woman's name is Ji Hong, and she is Hutong's wife. She is fifteen years older than Hutong. She looks a little older now, but she has put a lot of rouge and gouache on her face, which can cover up some of her age. state.
"I just told you to get up early so that we can get a good seat. Look, look... We are all at the end of the crowd now. Can we still hear the senior sermon clearly this season? "Ji Hong's voice was shrill, and she glanced sideways at the alley full of displeasure, complaining.
Hutong's face was pale and his expression was still dull. He listened to what Ji Hong said without saying a word.
Seeing the expression in Hutong, Ji Hong became even more angry and cursed again, "You have been like this since you came back yesterday. Could it be that you were seduced by that brothel prostitute?"
"Heh...heh...heh...ma'am, you were joking." Hutong, who had never spoken at this time, replied stiffly, his lips moving slightly as if something was stuck in his throat.
"What the hell, why did I fall in love with you in the first place? Look at you like this, you really embarrass me, Ji Hong." When Ji Hong saw Hutong's reply, he immediately cursed.
"lady..
Rest...angry..." Hutong replied stiffly again.
"Hmph! If you look like this next time you come back, don't go out for me anymore. This will save me from getting angry. If..."
Ji Hong wanted to continue scolding, but her voice suddenly stopped.
But they saw a white cloud floating above their heads, and two figures, one large and one small, were standing on it.
Ji Hong raised her eyebrows and cursed Hutong in a low voice, "We'll see how I deal with you when we get home."
After saying that, he sat upright and did not dare to say another word.
Hutong didn't reply and looked dull again.
Ji Liao led Ji Xiu Niang down slowly.
When they landed on the ground, the clouds and mist beneath their feet dissipated.
Ji Liao and Ji Xiu Niang landed steadily on the ground.
"I've seen Senior Ji." Ji Gang took a step forward and saluted Ji Liao. After speaking, he turned to Ji Xiu Niang, smiled, and bowed in the same way, "I've met Xiu Niang."
At the same time, Ji Changhong, Ji Wuxing and several other elders of the Ji family also came forward. After bowing to Ji Liao like Ji Gang, they also bowed to Ji Xiu Niang.
Ji Xiu Niang was a little uncomfortable and didn't know what to say for a while.
Ji Liao nodded slightly and said calmly, "You all should sit down."
"yes!"
Ji Gang and others responded at the same time when they heard this, and sat down on the futon that had been prepared behind him.
"You can sit down too." Ji Liao smiled and glanced at Ji Xiu Niang, who was still a little unnatural next to her.
"yes!"
Ji Xiu Niang agreed and sat down on two futons side by side.
Ji Liao moved, and before everyone could see what he was doing, Ji Liao was already sitting cross-legged beside Ji Xiu Niang.
As soon as Ji Liao sat down, tens of thousands of Ji family members stood up at the same time, saluted and shouted loudly.
"I've met Senior Ji."
The ten thousand people shouted in unison, the sound was deafening, the sound was like a bell breaking through the sky, rushing straight towards the bullfight.
"We are of the same race and practice the Tao of Talisman. From today on, I will preach to you for seven days and impart my feelings on the Tao of Talisman. This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime. Please listen carefully and understand with your heart. How much fullness can you understand from it? It’s up to you.”
Ji Liao said slowly.
Although the sound was not loud, it was eerily clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the Ji family.
"yes!"
Tens of thousands of people responded in unison again.
"Okay, sit down." Ji Liao nodded lightly.
"yes!"
More than ten thousand people responded and sat down at the same time.
The next moment, Ji Liao's voice slowly sounded, like the sound of the Nine Heavens reverberating throughout the Ji family, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
When everyone in the Ji family heard this voice, they moved at the same time, slowly closed their eyes, and listened carefully.
And in dozens
Dao Qingwu's eyes moved, he sat cross-legged, danced his hands in front of him, and immediately made a weird handprint in front of him.
"Open!" Dao Wuqing shouted.
When Dao Qingqing finished these things, in the Ji family in the distance, the robe that fell on the heart of the alley at the end of the crowd moved inadvertently.
But he saw a black iron rod as thick as a little finger stuck in his robe, in the middle of his heart.
This iron rod went straight through the skin of the alley, pierced through the heart, and exposed half an inch. It was vaguely visible that there were several strange spiritual patterns engraved on it.
As soon as Dao Wuqing's hand moved, the spiritual patterns on the iron rod swayed with bursts of black light, and then quickly faded away.
Hutong, on the other hand, closed his eyes like everyone else and listened attentively.
Dao Wuqing closed his eyes, and the sound of preaching echoed in his ears, and the owner of this sound was none other than Ji Liao.
Yesterday, after Dao Qingqing learned that a golden elixir-level monk suddenly appeared in the Ji family, he began to think about getting rid of this person for Taoist Hua Yun.
He didn't want to find White Prism. This was partly due to his dislike of White Prism. Of course, if he killed this person himself, this benefit would definitely be indispensable when he reported back to his master, Taoist Hua Yun.
However, fighting among Golden Core monks is not a child's play. He cannot do it casually. He must first find out the details of the Golden Core monk from the Ji family.
Dao Qingqing couldn't get close to him, but it happened that Ji Liao was going to give a lecture. Dao Wuqing immediately wanted to hear Ji Liao's understanding of Tao, so as to judge Ji Liao's depth.
After all, at their level, listening to the other party's sermon can more or less give a glimpse of the other party's strength.
Later, Dao Qingqing secretly drove a soul-capturing nail into Hutong's body on his way back to Ji's house, turning him into a half-human, half-corpse puppet with only a body. .
This method was accidentally acquired by Dao Qingqing from Bai Prism. Bai Prism practiced the puppet technique, which was even more rare than Talisman Masters.
At that time, Bai Prism just said it casually, but Dao Qingqing remembered it in his heart. After going back, he thought about it carefully and finally figured out some ways. Unexpectedly, he would be able to use it here today.
The voice of Ji Liao's sermon kept ringing in Dao Wuqing's ears, and his mind gradually sank.
Five days passed in a flash.
More than ten thousand people in the Ji family were immersed in Ji Liao's sermons, as if they were wandering in the vast starry sky and couldn't extricate themselves.
Ji Liao started from the very beginning and told it in detail until now he has preached the profound things. All the Ji family members just felt that a new world was slowly opening up to them.
The cultivation level of these Ji family members is only at the level of receiving qi, and the highest among them is only at the twelfth level of receiving qi.
The Tao that Ji Liao taught was the Talisman Tao that they majored in, so most of these people were among them.
Benefiting from it, many people actually improved their cultivation level unknowingly while listening to the sermon.
Although Ji Gang and the elders of the Ji family listened to the sermon, for the sake of the future of the Ji family, they had to pay attention to the scene and record the disciples of the Ji family who had improved their cultivation. In my heart.
Dao Wuqing sat cross-legged on the mountain in the distance, his brows furrowed into a knot.
At the beginning, what Ji Liao taught seemed relatively simple to him. Although it was somewhat different from his understanding, it was not difficult to understand.
But now, with Ji Liao's deepening, even he, who has cultivated in the Jindan stage, feels that the meaning of Tao spoken by Ji Liao is so mysterious and mysterious that it is impossible to understand it. Even if he hears it now, he has to go back. It takes some time for meditation to be understood.
Suddenly, I saw a white light from the sky rushing toward the mountainside, and it fell beside Dao Qingqing in an instant.
The white light faded, and a white-haired giant ape with thick limbs and a body of five feet appeared.
This giant ape has short and thick limbs, with bulging muscles, and its claws are like a tree crown that covers the sky. Its face protrudes, and its mouth is as big as a washbasin. The corners of its eyes are slightly raised, and a pair of eyes A fierce light burst out.
As soon as it landed on the ground, the cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building came out, and it instantly enveloped the entire mountain.
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