Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

Meanwhile, in Zhoushan, Yang Mei and the others breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Hong Yuan mention Qiongqi and others.

If we add the five Hunyuan Golden Immortals left over from the Great Calamity of Ferocious Beasts, including Qiongqi.

Then there were twelve of them preaching.

It will only be around 4000 Yuanhui at most, which is much less than the previous 7000 Yuanhui.

After thinking about this, Yang Mei and the others stopped saying anything more.

Yang Mei's gaze swept leisurely over the densely packed creatures below, and she couldn't help but shake her head slightly before letting out a deep sigh.

He slowly took a step forward.

"In that case, let old Daowu start!"

After saying that, Yang Mei immediately began to preach without saying another word.

In an instant, Yang Mei's voice resounded like a great bell, or like thunder from the heavens, echoing in the ears of countless living beings.

The countless spatial laws transformed into a sky full of auspicious clouds, as if they had turned into a golden lotus that enveloped all living beings.

It continuously nourishes all living beings.

Yang Mei also knew the purpose of Hong Yuan's sermon.

Therefore, at the beginning, he did not explain any overly profound or difficult principles or rules.

Instead, it takes care of those beings with shallow cultivation, and the order of preaching is from shallow to deep, and then from deep to simple.

They came and went so smoothly.

All living beings listened with rapt attention, sometimes lost in thought, sometimes scratching their heads in bewilderment.

Even those at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, such as Zu Long, had some insights at this moment.

Hong Yuan wanted the system to know that he had also participated in preaching.

He would nod thoughtfully from time to time, pretending to be listening attentively.

Every so often, countless beings would break through to the next level, and Yang Mei would give these beings some extra time so that others could better absorb and understand the knowledge.

Time flies, and before we knew it, the time for Yang Mei to finish her sermon had come to an end.

Four thousand eons, more than five hundred million years, almost exhausted Yang Mei to death.

He had never preached for so long before.

Even with his peak cultivation as a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, he felt a strange fatigue in his mouth.

This is extremely difficult to imagine.

After all, he was a peak-level Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

Another thousand years passed, and now it was finally time for Yang Mei to preach.

Yang Mei breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself.

it is finally over.

If this doesn't end soon, he might not know what to say anymore.

Just after Yang Mei finished his sermon, all the creatures of the myriad races suddenly came to their senses and stared at Yang Mei in a daze.

He was quite puzzled as to why Ancestor Yangmei wasn't continuing his story.

It took me a while to realize that Yangmei Patriarch's sermon was over.

The moment Yang Mei finished her sermon, the sky, which had been clear and cloudless, suddenly changed color.

A dazzling mass of Heavenly Merit suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes, quickly coalescing into a massive ball of light, radiating boundless mystery and immense power.

Without a doubt, this mass of Heavenly Merit is Heaven's reward for Yang Mei's generous act of spreading the Dharma for all living beings.

In an instant, the celestial merit began to be distributed automatically.

Sixty percent of the merit instantly fell into Yang Mei's body, thirty percent fell into Hong Yuan's body, and the remaining ten percent fell into this Daoist temple.

Hong Yuan looked at the large amount of Heavenly Dao Merit he had accumulated and felt quite emotional.

Why is it about accumulating merit again? I don't even know what to do with it.

There's too much; we can't possibly use it all.

At this moment, the powerful figures present, including Wu Xing, Yin Guo, Hong Jun, and Shen Ni, looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes revealing undisguised shock and joy.

They never expected that a mere sermon would bring such abundant heavenly merit!

It should be understood that it is extremely difficult to accumulate even a little merit in ordinary times.

How could one gain so much merit from preaching for such a short time?!

The old Taoist priest was going to talk about it until the world was a mess!

The sun and the moon are dark!

The same goes for Shen Ni. Although he is the western spirit in the Four Directions Guardian Array and has made contributions to protecting the primordial world, he also accumulates a lot of merit every day.

But he would never miss any opportunity to gain merit.

Only in this way can he repay the karmic debt he incurred during the last great calamity of ferocious beasts more quickly.

The same applies to Qiongqi and others who have appeared in Zhoushan over the years.

After all, no one would complain about having too little merit from Heaven.

Only Luo Hou, after seeing the Heavenly Dao Merit falling on Yang Mei, looked at Hong Yuan and seemed to be deep in thought.

If preaching brings merit, can he continue preaching after he returns home?

They might even create a faction and gather all living beings under their control.

If you preach to him all day long, won't his merits increase dramatically every day?

Thinking of this, Luo Hou even began to deduce.

Before long, Luo Hou's eyes lit up.

This has potential!

After Yang Mei finished her sermon, others such as Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and Qiankun took the stage one after another.

Finally, there are Hongjun, Qiongqi, and others.

After each person finishes preaching, they always leave behind a great deal of heavenly merit, some more and some less.

It all depends on the understanding of the living beings below.

The more insights one gains from your sermons, the richer one's merits and virtues will become.

Of course, Hong Yuan benefited the most from this.

Because after each person finishes preaching, two to three tenths of the merit will always remain within them.

This feeling even gave Hong Yuan the illusion that he was collecting venue fees.

As Shen Ni finished his sermon, Hong Yuan finally stood up slowly and reappeared in the eyes of all living beings.

Looking at the cultivation levels of the creatures below, Hong Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

It can be said that all the beings who participated in this sermon gained a great deal.

Some even jumped directly from the True Immortal realm to the Golden Immortal realm, a leap that can be described as enormous.

All living beings in the primordial world were elevated to countless levels because of this.

In particular, the number of Great Luo Golden Immortals in the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans is now more than ten times that before the sermon.

The other creatures of all races watched with envy.

Even Hongyuan's three thousand disciples, along with Fuxiao and Pingpeng, have seen their cultivation levels improve considerably after listening to the teachings of the patriarchs for so many years.

However, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin were not very happy.

They did indeed benefit greatly from listening to the teachings of the patriarchs, but after nearly a kalpa, they still hadn't been able to break through.

He is still at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

I always feel like I'm just a little bit away from becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal.

But that one small detail completely kept them out.

Finally, upon meeting Hong Yuan, the three of them couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Venerable Daoist, how can we break through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm?"

Hong Yuan wasn't angry; he merely glanced at the three of them indifferently.

"Those who lack great fortune and blessings are not allowed to enter the realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal!"