The next day.
Penglai Shenzong, Waizong, Longmen Domain.
Longmen Dojo.
The morning sun rises, and the golden glow fills the earth.
The early morning mist is rich in spiritual energy. Under the sunlight, it rises like a fairy.
At this time, Longmen Dojo was already crowded with people.
Luo Fu, the master of Canglan Taoism, carried out Penglai sermons in Penglai Shenzong, attracting scattered cultivators from all over the world.
Because of Penglai's preaching, it was so loud and involved that almost all the god-level forces, immortal-level sects, emperor-level sects, etc. in the main continent of Canglan, as well as the four major regions, except for casual cultivators, sent envoys. Specially made for live broadcast!
Even the number of casual cultivators on site has reached more than 30 million!
Of these 30 million casual cultivators, a full 20 million were not included in the original plan for the Penglai sermon.
The extra 20 million casual cultivators came from the unplanned Dongzhou Dao Domain, Nanhai Immortal Domain, and Northern Desert Buddhist Domain.
Even so, each of these 30 million casual cultivators is a person of distinction and extraordinary status.
The nameless casual cultivators did not even have a chance to come and listen to the sermon.
Loose cultivators with such status will naturally not stand in line in a neat manner like the disciples of the outer sect.
Therefore, the gap between people was too large, causing the entire Longmen Dojo to be occupied.
Even in mid-air and in the sky, the casual cultivators standing in the air were crowded together, like a mountain of people and a wall of people.
What's more, the casual cultivators who are far away from the core area of the dojo, in order to be able to truly hear every word of Luo Fu, even observe every detail of Luo Fu's expression.
They were actually in the outermost ring, directly watching the live broadcast to listen to the sermon.
Be there and watch the live broadcast!
The innermost ring of the dojo is the realm of immortality and the area of Taoist saints.
A row of Taoist Saints from the Immortal Realm were sitting on the ground on futons, with arrogant expressions on their faces and their eyes closed in silence.
The second to tenth rows are the Taoist immortals from the Heavenly Dao Realm, sitting on the ground.
The 20th row to the 100th row are prepared for casual cultivation in the Tianmai realm.
Originally, according to Luo Qingfeng and the others' wishes, Penglai preached at the lowest level, only allowing casual cultivators in the Tianmai realm to enter.
But Luo Fu made a special statement to give the young juniors a chance.
Therefore, casual cultivators below the Tianmai realm can also come to listen, but these low-level casual cultivators must be the best in the same realm and have great understanding.
Therefore, after casual cultivation in the Heavenly Meridian Realm, they will become the best in the Earthly Meridian Realm, the Void Refining Realm, and even the God Refining Realm.
However, the number of these casual cultivators below the Heavenly Meridian Realm is extremely small, with only a hundred thousand people at full strength.
As for Luo Fu's position.
According to the original plan, a high tower was to be moved to Luo Fu.
But Luo Fu said that since it is a sermon that benefits everyone, he should not distance himself from the casual cultivators.
Therefore, only a simple Taoist platform was built in the core area of the dojo.
There are seventy-three seats on the platform.
The seat in the middle, currently vacant, is for Taoist Master Canglan.
On both sides of Luo Fu, there are thirty-six seats on each side.
For each of the twelve Qingtian Avenues, the top seven will be selected for eighty-four seats.
However, because the Holy Ruins Empress occupies one seat in each of the twelve lanes, there are only seventy-two seats.
At this moment, sitting on both sides of Luo Fu's empty seat were Yi Luo Qingfeng, Xia Hou Tianyang, Sun Haoran, etc., seventy-two Taoist saints.
At this moment, at this moment.
In the Longmen Dojo, there was a lot of people talking and talking.
"Fellow Taoist Immortal, are you here to listen to Taoist Master Luo's sermon?"
"Hey, to be honest, I came here with a skeptical attitude. I want to see how much the young Taoist Master Luo weighs."
"Oh? I heard that Luo Fu's attainments in Qingtian Dao have surpassed even the Holy Ruins Empress."
"Hey, that's just a rumor. Who knows if Luo Fu is a puppet specially introduced by the Empress of the Holy Ruins?"
"There is some truth in this statement, but even if you are used as a puppet, you still have to have some real talent, right?"
"What's the rush? We'll see for ourselves in a moment."
"Hush! Look, someone is coming again!"
Suddenly, there was a bright light in the sky.
Following closely, it is located above the Longmen Dojo, a hundred feet high.
Without any warning, twelve twisted vortexes of nothingness appeared!
Those twelve vortexes of nothingness, like some kind of gate to nothingness, actually had a large number of monks floating out of them!
From each of the twelve gates, an old man floated out, as well as more than a hundred servants in the palace god realm.
All the casual cultivators at the scene immediately looked towards the monks who suddenly appeared in the sky.
Each of their eyes was full of doubts.
"Who are these people? Why are they the only ones so special?"
"Something's wrong. Look at those twelve old men. Each of them is inscrutable. Even though I'm at the first level of immortality, I can't see through their depth!"
"Hiss... what kind of old monster is this!"
Those twelve elders are all unfathomable, and they directly hide their own realm.
There were thirty million casual cultivators present, but not one of them could see through the true cultivation of the Twelve Elders.
Just when all the casual cultivators were wondering about the identities of the twelve people.
Behind the twelve elders, the following servants suddenly raised twelve giant flags holding up the sky!
On each giant flag, there is a sect emblem painted that makes all casual cultivators tremble with fear!
In an instant, the 30 million casual cultivators in Longmen Taoist Hall collectively fell silent.
Every casual cultivator's face was filled with disbelief and even deep fear!
Behind the first old man, a servant held a huge flag high, with an extremely arrogant look on his face, and shouted loudly: "Taiqing Dao Zong, Taiqing Dao Ancestor, Fajia Penglai!"
Behind the second old man, a servant held a giant flag high, with a stern look on his face, and shouted: "Qingtian Sword Palace, Qingtian Sword Ancestor, Fajia Penglai!"
Behind the third old man: "Lingxu Dan Sect, Lingxu Dan Ancestor, Dajia Penglai!"
Fourth place: "The Heaven-Suppressing Sword Sect, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword Ancestor..."
Fifth place: "Infinite Buddhism, Infinite Ancestors..."
Explode!
The sound of each old man's identity being announced was like a thunder, exploding in the minds of the casual cultivators at the scene!
It was more like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts again and again.
The casual cultivators at the scene, and even the Taoist saints in the Immortal Realm, all showed panic and panic!
"ah!?"
"Why are they even here!?"
"Didn't we agree that only casual cultivators can participate in this Penglai sermon?"
"These twelve powerful men who live in legends are here anyway!"
Fear!
Panic!
The status and seniority of those twelve ancestors are too high!
His seniority is so high that even Sun Haoran, Luo Qingfeng and the others can only be called "yellow-mouthed children".
The Twelve Ancestors, in the minds of all the casual cultivators in the human world, are completely the old monsters who only live in legends!
"Oh my god, these twelve elders actually exist!"
"Before seeing them, I even thought that these twelve people were just a mythical legend."
"Moreover, the god-level forces they belong to are simply existences that we cannot look up to!"
"I heard that Xuanzu, the Burning Sky Pill Sage, only received the Lingxu Pill Sect and a little bit of the true inheritance, and then he grew into a Pill Sage!"
"I seem to remember a rumor that the famous Po-Xu Sword Master, his Xuanzu, was just a small servant of Qingtian Sword Palace back then..."
"There is also the Soul-killing Poison Saint, the Cangming Medicine Saint..."
"Almost all of our top Taoist saints in Canglan Theory come from the twelve major righteous forces!"
"But now, the real owner of the family is here!"
"Let's still have some fun!"
"It's over, it's over, we are just a group of unskilled casual cultivators, but we are the real deal and orthodox!"
Those who came this time were not only the orthodox people, but also the orthodox inheritors.
But they are ancestor-level figures of the twelve orthodox forces of the avenue.
These twelve elders are also honored as the "Twelve Taoist Ancestors" in legend!
This shows how lofty the status of these twelve elders is.
At this time, the twelve Taoist ancestors all looked towards the high Taoist platform.
On the Tao platform, the seventy-two Taoist saints could only stand up and bow slightly towards the twelve Taoist ancestors.
Almost all Taoist saints with extremely high reputations in the world of casual cultivators are inextricably linked to these twelve so-called orthodox god-level forces.
Xiahou Tianyang, Luo Qingfeng, Sun Haoran, these lofty Taoist saints, can only bow and bend now.
They don't know what identity they should use to call themselves in front of the Twelve Dao Ancestors.
All because, they are not even their orthodox successors, not even their disciples.
"Haha, get back on your feet." The twelve Taoist ancestors smiled and nodded to the seventy-two Taoist saints.
The Twelve Daoist Ancestors smiled very kindly and sincerely.
There is no contempt or ridicule.
But the word "flat body" is enough to explain everything.
There is no contempt, it is the greatest contempt.
In the eyes of the twelve Taoist ancestors, the seventy-two Taoist saints are not even qualified to be despised by them.
At this time, a small servant of Qingtian Sword Palace glared at the Taoist saints in the first row of the dojo and scolded: "The twelve Taoist ancestors are here, why don't you give up your seat quickly!"
Then, the Twelve Dao Ancestors all looked at him with dull eyes.
An unbearable and overwhelming pressure suddenly enveloped the Taoist saints in the first row.
At this moment, it was as if even the air had frozen!
The Taoist saints in the first row suddenly felt their inner breaths were unstable and their hearts were beating wildly. They didn't even have the courage to scold the slave, so they immediately retreated.
The first row retreated, forcing the second row to retreat as well, then the third row, the fourth row...
In the entire dojo, all the casual cultivators who had already taken their seats retreated like a tide!
next moment.
The slaves of the twelve god-level forces immediately landed in the dojo, kneeling on the ground one by one, wiping the vacated ground with their sleeves.
They wiped it so meticulously that they couldn't even tolerate a tiny speck of dust.
Then, the clean futon was placed.
"Respectfully, ancestor, take a seat!"
At this point, the Twelve Great Patriarchs, with smiles on their faces, descended from the sky and sat in the dojo.
What is ostentation!
After the Twelve Dao Ancestors took their seats, the huge Longmen Dojo was silent.
Even the casual cultivators below the Immortal Realm have become cautious even when breathing.
No one dares to speak in front of an ancestor of this generation.
For a moment, Longmen Dojo was suffocatingly quiet.
On the high platform, Sun Haoran and the others were sitting on pins and needles.
I felt quite uneasy.
Of course they knew they were coming with bad intentions.
It is precisely because of knowing that he becomes more and more uneasy.
"This sermon may have touched some people's interests." Dansheng Sun Haoran had a solemn look on his face.
Luo Qingfeng frowned, his heartbeat was thunderous, and he whispered: "The sudden appearance of the twelve Taoist ancestors is no accident. They must be here to destroy the power of the Taoist master."
"If the Taoist master falls into a disadvantage during this sermon, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Countless casual cultivators joined the Penglai Divine Sect because they admired the reputation of Master Luo.
If Taoist Master Luo was defeated on his own territory, he would probably lose his majesty and lose his reputation.
Xiahou Tianyang looked gloomy and said, "This is the next best thing."
"I'm just afraid that these Dao Ancestors will not let Dao Master Luo survive in the world."
"With this sermon, they will definitely destroy the Taoist master's reputation, and even kill the Taoist master on the spot!"
The seventy-two saints were silent.
Depressed.
Extremely depressing!
At this moment.
The sky suddenly distorted!
A huge vortex of nothingness slowly took shape.
Then, two people walked out of the whirlpool.
One is the leader of the Penglai Divine Sect, Nalan Xuance.
The other one is naturally Canglan Taoist Master, Luo Fu.
The rightful owner has finally arrived.
At this moment, nearly one-third of the casual cultivators present had their hands clasped in fists, ready to stand up and greet him.
However, a Taoist ancestor coughed lightly at just this moment.
This slight cough was like thunder, full of threats!
The tens of millions of casual cultivators who wanted to get up to greet him immediately showed fear on their faces and sat down one after another, bowing their heads and saying nothing.
In the sky, Luo Fu had a panoramic view of this scene.
In the starry eyes, a pair of dull eyes glanced at the Twelve Dao Ancestors, but they smiled calmly.
