Dragons only want to be in the water, and don't like to stay in the wilderness

Chapter 472 Holy Number
“So chaotic, yet so orderly.”

Taoist Taiping fell into a long process of enlightenment.

Time does not count, but in the blink of an eye, Taoist Taiping walked towards chaos, leaving only his back.

"I will create another path called Hun Yuan."

He spoke softly: "I am the Lord of Chaos, and also the Ancestor, so I should be the Primordial Chaos."

The word "Hunyuan" came from the mouth of Taiping Taoist, and the next moment Chen Zhu and Hongjun laughed.

Chen Zhu said: "You two owe me a big karma."

Hongjun nodded slightly: "Daoyou, please open the Dao Hunyuan, then I can start the third lecture."

It turns out that Hunyuan did not come into being because Hongjun preached first.

It was because the Taoist Taiping first called Hunyuan in the chaos that the third preaching of Honghuang took place. Otherwise, although it had a name, it was nameless.

Confusing cause and effect, confusing cause and effect, who can tell the truth?

Chen Zhu smiled: "You have to let me go to the Treasure Dividing Cliff once, and the karma will be repaid."

Waiting here...

Hongjun wanted to laugh, but couldn't, so he could only sigh repeatedly, holding up three fingers and said:
"three item."

"No!" Chen Zhu shook his head and denied it: "Three hundred pieces!"

"Why don't you go and rob!" Hongjun gritted his teeth. In fact, he had already prepared himself mentally. If he was told there were thirty items, he would accept it.

Three hundred pieces!!!

"I just want to grab them." Chen Zhu smiled meanly, and finally bargained and sold them for 120 pieces.

The three of them were talking nonsense here, and the third sermon was about to begin.

The Taoist Taiping is doing the final integration, which is similar to Hongjun.

Of course, this does not mean that the effect will be the same no matter who you speak to. The Taoist priest Taiping can understand it because he has already transcended it and just lacks this finishing touch.

And it itself has already determined this constant in the future.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, they finished their conversation in silence and Sanqing, Tai Su, and Jie Yin Zhunti were unaware of it.

When time started to flow, the few of them didn't even notice anything.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Tai Su raised his fingers and pinched them, feeling confused.

"It's not long before the third sermon. Why do I feel like I have an opportunity?"

He looked down at the Buzhou Mountain. The opportunity was already clear, without any concealment.

He got up and left, to see what opportunity might come.

At this time, a long time had passed at the foot of Mount Buzhou.

"The demon court is becoming more and more abominable."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches drank together with the Luofu Cult Leader, the Sun Cult Leader and other powerful people.

The person who was speaking at this time was Gonggong, the ancestor of witches. He had a hot temper and today, under the influence of alcohol, he talked about an unpleasant incident.

"I had high hopes for a junior, and I saved him when a landslide occurred during a training exercise."

"The younger generation is grateful to me and sends me wild blood food every day, and I am very happy too."

The expressions of the leaders changed.

Luofu Cult Leader asked: "Could there be any accident?"

"you do not say!"

Gong Gong said angrily: "Everything was fine, but a few days ago I found that the junior didn't come, so I asked you to check it out. Only then did I find that the boy was captured by the demon court."

"Huh?" The Sun Cult leader was also stunned: "Why is this?"

"You don't know what rules or regulations the demon court has. They kill innocent people for no reason and bully the weak."

Gonggong, the ancient witch, was so angry that he pounded the ground and said, "That junior violated this rule and was arrested and locked up. I refused to accept it and wanted to take him away, but they told me that the junior had been beheaded."

"That's too much! It's only natural for the strong to eat the weak. It's the same throughout the prehistoric world. Why can't the demon court allow it? Who is he?"

Gonggong's words made the other ancient witches frown as well.

Di Jiang sighed, "The demon court is too lenient, unsympathetic, and even more tyrannical and overbearing."

Hearing this, the leaders looked at each other subconsciously and saw the light in each other's eyes.

Luofu Cult Master coughed at this time, also in anger:
"It's true that the demon race is too nosy. It's just a pity. They were born in the sun and are natural emperors. It's not easy for us to say anything."

"So what if I'm born as an emperor? Do I have to continue to be so domineering?"

Gonggong slammed the ground hard and said, "I'm going to heaven to reason with them!"

"You can't do that, fellow Daoist!"

Sun Toe hurriedly reminded: "Daoyou, you know there is a rule in the Heavenly Court that you must not disturb the order of the Heavenly Court, and you must not report it at will. You need to first find the Earth Official, Mountain Lord and Water Lord under the Demon Saint, and then report it layer by layer, and then wait for the Demon King to receive you."

"So troublesome?"

When Gonggong heard this, he became even more angry: "I don't believe it. I can just attack them!"

"It's no use hitting him."

The leader of Piao Miao said at this time: "Do you know that the demon tribe has two emperors, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun?"

Gong Gong nodded: "I still know this."

But the leader of Piao Miao smiled mysteriously: "You only know one thing, not the other."

"Oh?"

Di Jiang, who had been listening the whole time, exclaimed: "Please explain in detail, my fellow Daoist. We brothers don't know this."

The leader of the Piao Miao sect nodded and said, "That's OK. This is not a big secret."

"According to our observations, the second emperor of the demon race is probably as strong as us and fellow Taoists."

“But Donghuang Taiyi is known as the strongest warrior in the demon court. He has an innate treasure in his hand, called the Donghuang Bell. As long as he uses it, I’m afraid you won’t be able to defeat those two even if you use your hands and feet weakly.”

"So terrible?" Zhu Rong frowned, "Even my Nanming Lihuo can't burn through it?"

“It can’t burn through.”

The leader of the Piao Miao sect shook his head and said, "Not only that, once that treasure is shaken, even a Daluo will suffer, with the body shattered and the soul suppressed. You should have an impression of that Daluo Black Turtle Daoist from before, right?"

"Have!"

Xuan Ming interrupted at this time and said, "I even had a drink with him."

"he died."

The leader of Piao Miao said cruelly: "He was ripped off his head by Dong Huang Tai Yi in one encounter."

After hearing these words, Xuanming Ancestral Witch could hardly believe it.

"What! He...he's dead?"

"I thought he was busy so he didn't come this time."

"Ugh……"

The leaders sighed, "He is the Demon King after all, so it is difficult for us to help him."

"Is it so great to be born an emperor?"

Ju Mang snorted angrily: "We are also the bloodline of Pangu. Daoist friend, please help me. I will go to heaven and twist off the heads of those two mixed-haired birds to avenge my Black Turtle brother!"

"Jumang!"

Di Jiang shouted, "Be careful with your words."

His expression remained calm as he raised his glass to apologize to the various religious leaders.

"I'm sorry, my brother drank too much, and I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"It's out of the way."

The leader of Piao Miao Sect and a few others laughed and clinked glasses.

Behind the scenes, divine thoughts flow.

"This Dijiang is not fooled. We have said so, but he still hasn't said much."

It seems that the ancient witches are angry, but in fact, as long as Emperor Jiang is suppressing them, these ancient witches will not cause trouble.

"We have to find a way to convince Emperor Jiang first, otherwise we can't bear this karma." Luofu Sect Leader's mind jumped: "We still have to use our previous plan. The ancient witches have no worries, so it's difficult to get started. We can only make them have worries."

"However, although there are many ancient witches, there are only two goddesses, Hou Tu and Xuan Ming, and it seems that they have no intention of forming a Taoist partner with others."

"I have a method."

The leader of the Sheng sect suddenly said, "Do you know that the God of Creation is Taisu? Oh no, she should be called Nuwa."

"Nuwa, the Goddess of Creation, is in charge of creation. If we can ask her for help, there won't be too many Ancestral Witch bloodlines."

It turns out that the leaders had had these ideas for a long time, but had waited until now to fully conspire.

They already knew that the ancient witches were not able to communicate with their souls and could not detect the connection between them and others.

But the physical body of the Ancestral Witch is truly terrifying.

"But Taisu has such a close relationship with that person, why would he come to help me wait?"

Speaking of this, the leaders couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. It was like a mountain pressing down on the heads of the gods, which could not be moved away.

The Sun Cult leader chuckled at this time: "Have you forgotten? The ancestor witch Hou Tu has a good relationship with the two saints Jie Yin Zhunti, and even helped them to reserve a seat."

"We just need to start with Hou Tu, and then tell Jie Yin and Zhunti about the withering of the Ancestral Witch bloodline..."

The leaders suddenly realized and then spoke well.

This matter is likely to be accomplished.

"By then, the plans of those two in the prehistoric world will not be able to continue, and we can take a breath."

The leaders nodded in agreement, and soon after, the voice of Hongjun Daozu was heard from the sky again.

"High lying on the nine clouds, the futon is true.

Beyond the dark and yellow world, I shall be the leader of the teachings.

Pan Gu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two rituals and four phenomena followed.

The leader of Xuanmen City, he turned into Hongjun with his Qi. "

"The third sermon, start."

As soon as these words fell, many people with great supernatural powers flew up from all over the world and headed for the top of Mount Buzhou.

"Hey, Zixiao Palace isn't here?"

Only then did they realize that Zixiao Palace had gone to Chaos, so they went towards Chaos again.

The Sun Cult leader and others looked at each other.

Fortunately, I haven't fallen out with Candle God yet, otherwise I might not have the courage to go to Chaos.

But when they arrived at Zixiao Palace, their hearts skipped a beat!
No wonder it's in chaos!
It was just because Taoist Hongjun was talking and laughing with the two Taoists beside him.

They were the Candle God and the Infinite God!

Many people feel guilty and try to suppress their inner thoughts.

"Okay, let's stop talking for now."

Chen Zhu looked at these great masters and sneered, "If we continue talking, I'm afraid they won't dare to even think about it."

Chen Zhu and Taiping disappeared, and the powerful people could not sense them, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will start talking."

As the bell rang, Hongjun talked about Hunyuan, saints, and the way of the Three Corpses.

Speaking of the mysterious, many people with great supernatural powers only hear the Tao but not the sound, only see the nature but not the principle. It is so mysterious that it cannot be described in words.

Chen Zhu and Taiping are in another space.

This is a world of dreams and virtual beings.

The many living beings here were also listening to the teachings, and Hongjun treated them all equally.

Wu Tian was listening with fascination. Beside him, Luo, who was dressed in black, had a complicated look in his eyes.

He didn't listen to the sermon, and said to Chen Zhu, who also didn't care much, "He is going to die, right?"

"Yes."

Chen Zhu did not hide it: "He integrates himself, his strength becomes more terrifying, and he becomes more and more one with the Way of Heaven."

"After I finish teaching this Dao, I will be completely integrated into the Dao of Heaven."

"So everything I've done is still impossible in the end."

Luo Hou looked sad: "Oh, it should be said that it was everything that "He" paid for."

He knew clearly that he was not Rāhu, just similar.

That Rāhu has died under the heavenly law.

"That's not necessarily true. At least you have tried it. Besides, it's not completely ineffective. Maybe one day in the future, the seeds you planted will take root and sprout, and eventually grow."

Chen Zhu looked at him sympathetically: "It's just a pity that at that time, you were not you, and He was not He."

"This is enough."

Luo Hou closed his eyes and said, "I want to listen to the Three Corpses, so go ahead, Taoist friend."

No one can ignore the Three Corpses' Dao and the Hunyuan Dao, unless he is not within the Heavenly Dao.

Although many people still want to listen, the preaching will eventually come to an end.

"Well, after three sermons, I have said everything I need to say."

Hongjun opened his eyes, He had already achieved perfection.

"I still have a little time. If you want to ask anything, take this opportunity to ask it."

"I have a question!"

Zhu Qing raised his hand hastily: "Uncle Master, although you have mentioned both the Hunyuan Dao and the Sage Dao, what is the difference between them?"

"Moreover, the Three Corpses Method can prove the saint's primordial state. So, besides the Three Corpses Method, is there no other way?"

Hongjun narrowed his eyes and looked at the Zhulong in his dream.

The meaning is very clear, you are my apprentice, are you here to cause trouble?
Because he had already made it very clear. The reason why Zhu Qing could ask this question was that his strength was not enough and he did not understand some things.

Chen Zhu rolled his eyes with an innocent look.

Can I just hit him back?

But Hongjun still held his temper and said in a way that Zhu Qing could understand:

"There is a difference between the Hunyuan Dao and the Saint Dao."

"A saint is one who works for heaven and the people, governs the world on behalf of heaven, and has a great heart of compassion. He does things that ordinary people cannot do. Only then can he be called a saint."

He stretched out his hand and spread it across the six cushions in front of him, passing over the Three Pure Ones, Tai Su, Jie Yin Zhunti and Liu Wei, and said:

"Heaven has accepted six disciples on my behalf. These six can become saints."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Qing's pupils shrank!
He hated himself. Why didn't he try harder and strive for excellence?
He hated it so much that he missed the chance to become a saint.

What about Hunyuan?

Zhu Qing looked at Hongjun with anticipation.

The latter had no choice but to continue:
"The so-called Hun Yuan means being of the same level as a saint, but not governed by the laws of heaven. Self-transcendence is an extremely difficult path."

Many powerful people were excited, they still had a chance!
Moreover, it seems that Hunyuan is not bad, no worse than a saint.

A leader asked:
"Master Daozu, are there only six saints?"

We are not fools, so we naturally know the benefits of being a saint of heaven.

Who dares to destroy the way of heaven, who can destroy the way of heaven?
Although saints seem to have limitations, they actually have a bottom line, and they have the support of Heaven behind them.

"Between heaven and earth, nine is the maximum number, so there must be nine saints."

The Taoist master on the high platform did not hold back and spoke directly, which made many people's eyes light up.

But He went on to say: "I occupy one of these holy positions, and I am a saint of the Heavenly Dao. The Three Pure Ones, Creation, Jie Yin Zhunti, occupy another six, so I have already taken away seven."

"Between heaven and earth, there should be two saints, the saint of earth and the saint of humanity."

Authentic and humane!
There was obvious desire in everyone's eyes.

"Then may I ask Daozu, besides the three corpses proving to be a saint, is there any other way?"

This question was asked by Kunpeng.

(End of this chapter)