When Yang Lin brought Chang Xi to Zixiao Palace again, he found that this time the first five seats were already full.
Obviously, Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and others also roughly estimated that the content of this sermon was extremely important and did not want to waste any time.
Not only they, but not long after Yang Lin sat down at his seat, the demon cultivators, as well as many casual cultivators from Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun also arrived.
Of course, Hou Tu was not absent. After arriving at Zixiao Palace, although she was being watched by hundreds of demon cultivators from the demon clan, she didn't care at all. She just looked at the high platform with slight anxiety and saw that Taoist Hongjun had not appeared yet. , his eyes were a little uneasy.
'It seems that among the twelve ancestral witches, Hou Tu, because of his strong soul cultivation and very keen telepathy, clearly realized that when the twelve capitals of the gods were formed, Hongjun Daozu suppressed them. What harm has been done to these people? '
It seems that what Daozu did that day was simply suppression and intimidation, and he also divided the territory.
Just a routine warning.
But Hou Tu knew that behind this simple method, there was a very frightening result.
Unknowingly, they all suffered Dao injuries, blocking their way forward and losing hope of achieving the highest level.
This is the greatest punishment...
If in the past, the twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan could still follow the path of the Chaos Demon God, once they get the opportunity, they still have a one-in-a-million chance of taking the path of proving the Tao through force.
Even if there is no way to go, the strength will grow endlessly as time goes by, and one day, it will be superior to many monks who have cultivated the day after tomorrow.
However, even this little hope was killed.
Dao Ancestor is undoubtedly telling them that reaching the quasi-sage stage is already the peak, and if they want to progress any further, don't even think about it.
Even the way of heaven has closed the door for their progress...
From this point of view, Hou Tu's mental acuity is much stronger than that of Yuanshen masters such as Demon Emperor Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi.
Because at this time, Emperor Jun, Donghuang and others, including those demon-god-level experts, did not have much regret. They just exuded a fierce and ever-violent aura and regarded the Witch Clan as the number one enemy they must kill. They had no idea. , God will destroy demons, God will destroy witches, they are actually the boss and the second child, no one can escape, no one can survive.
Hou Tu’s idea is actually correct.
As the saying goes, the person who ties the bell must untie it. She knew who caused the "Tao injury" she suffered. Of course, she also knew that there was only one person in the world who could untie it.
After listening to the sermon this time, Hou Tu came with this purpose in mind.
Hope there is a solution.
Or, get the mercy of Hongjun Daozu.
Unfortunately, this idea is doomed to fail.
Hongjun had already set his sights on the way of heaven, and he no longer paid attention to some "small disputes" in the ancient world.
There were nearly two thousand monks in the temple, which was a little different from the noisy scene before the two sermons in the past. At this time, everyone became quiet and honest, no one spoke.
The more you know, the more insignificant you feel.
After Daozu Hongjun took action once, the effect was huge. These top monks in the ancient times always felt that they might become saints one day and reach the realm of Daozu Hongjun. Maybe it was nothing. Difficult matter.
However, the duel between demons and witches, the collision between the Zhou Tianxing Dou Formation and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, as well as the ending in which Hongjun Taozu suppressed both demon and witch clans with an understatement, made everyone understand that your uncle It’s your uncle, don’t waste your time, you will die if you wave.
Others don't care about you, just because you are too weak. Adults are too lazy to have the same knowledge as ants, let alone chase and crush an ant to death. However, this is not the capital of ants to provoke humans.
Any monk with a clear mind can always recognize himself clearly when he sees Gao Tian.
In the silence, a familiar voice rang out from Zixiao Palace. Everyone looked up and saw the familiar figure of Fei Cannon, who had long been sitting on the high platform.
In this sermon, Taoist Hongjun no longer even talked about the basic rules of heaven and earth and the evolution of energy, but started directly from the most profound chaotic energy.
I don’t know whether he was summarizing his own understanding of practice or teaching the teachings to the many monks below. Anyway, Yang Lin still had a hard time listening even if he burned his martial arts points and pushed his understanding to the extreme.
He also discovered that what Hongjun Taoist was talking about this time was no longer limited to the world foundation of his own world. From time to time, some knowledge in chaos would appear, such as some chaotic and dangerous places, as well as strange energy and the nature of evil spirits. And methods of restraint, as well as ways to save life in the sea of chaos...
'What's the use of talking about this? '
Yang Lin listened back and forth, but 30% to 40% out of 10 could not quite understand. He opened his eyes in shock and looked at the people in Zixiao Palace who were listening.
I found that at this time, Sanqing also had a bitter look on his face and his brows were furrowed. It was obvious that he was struggling and somewhat incomprehensible.
Nuwa and Jie Yin were also looking around there, unable to immerse themselves in it at all.
They don't have Yang Lin's means of burning martial arts points to improve understanding, nor do they have the extreme talent of Sanqing. At this time, it sounds like 80% to 90% of them can't understand it.
Of course, even more unbearable than them are the other monks with only 2,000 people left in Zixiao Palace.
Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi and others, including countless casual cultivators, were all dumbfounded, with confused eyes.
"What is this talking about? Who am I? Where am I? Have I heard a false doctrine?"
Hou Tu had given up her efforts long ago. She didn't get any useful knowledge from the third sermon, so she couldn't help but feel discouraged and sad. She seemed to have foreseen the tragic future of her own race.
Hongyun was smiling, in stark contrast to the frowning Zhen Yuanzi beside him.
He has an out-of-the-box temperament and is not too pushy about many things. He just listens if he can understand. If he doesn't understand, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I came to Zixiao Palace just to join in the fun and have fun.
Speaking of which, there is actually nothing wrong with this kind of character.
Although his daily life and actions always make people laugh and cry, no one really hates him. They just think that he is a weak young man and it is simply boring to argue with him.
Taoist Ming He stretched out his hand to caress the two killing swords of Yuan Tu and A Bi in his arms. His eyes were lowered, and the blood on his body was surging. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Yang Lin guessed that this person must have regretted going to Zixiao Palace. The moment before he came, he must have been refining his sword in the sea of blood. At this time, the murderous intention was deep inside, and the ferocious aura had not yet been washed away.
They are all wasting their time here.
However, when Taozu was preaching, no one dared to speak out or raise objections.
Even, he didn't even dare to do some small actions.
The power of the Taoist ancestors is as great as this.
