Chapter 45: Three Thousand Guests of Changes, Three Lectures of Hongjun

After the establishment of the Lich clan, they gained a lot of merit and luck, which increased the top leaders of the two clans a lot of cultivation and benefits, and at least they could last for thousands of years of cultivation.

The establishment of the lich clans in succession also surprised many powerful people in the prehistoric world, especially the merits and luck obtained after establishing the clan really made them envious.

But there is no way, after all, the merits and fortune of the family are naturally not comparable to that of them.

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The ancient times, the East Kunlun Immortal Palace.

The Supreme Master was silent for a long time, and a slight fluctuation flashed across his face, and he said in a deep voice, "The Lichs have obtained so much merit and luck when they established their clans. It is really a unique creation..."

"It seems that the plans between the two tribes have already been decided. This battle for the Heavenly Court and the prehistoric land is just the last step..." Yuan Shi said with a slightly deep expression.

"From the long and thick luck of the two lichs at this time, the three tribes in the former prehistoric world are not as good as those in the prehistoric world. In the future, the two tribes of the Lichs should be regarded as the most important..." Tongtian raised his sword eyebrows and a low voice slowly came.

Hearing this, the Supreme Master's eyes shot out two golden lights, and there was no depth on his calm face. After a few breaths of his eyes, he slowly closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the great way.

After hearing Tongtian's words, Yuanshi's eyes appeared in his gloomy expression, but he did not speak.

The rise of the lich was no longer stopped by the powerful powers of the prehistoric world. The only way was to reach the realm of a saint, so that it would not always be under the lich. This was extremely important for Yuanshi.

Tongtian looked at Yuanshi and then closed his eyes.

After counting breaths, Yuanshi's expression returned to normal. After taking a look at the location of the Lich, he also closed his eyes and understood the Great Way. At this time, less than five hundred years have passed since Hongjun's three lectures, they must seize this last time to understand the Great Way.

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In the middle of the prehistoric world, there are countless mountains.

Hunyuan Palace, in the main hall.

After thousands of years of healing, Mo Li's injury was no longer seriously injured. After all, with the continuous power of the world to heal the wound, it is naturally much faster. Over the years, while healing the wounds and comprehending, his cultivation has been completely stabilized.

On this day, Mo Li opened his eyes in vain, and threads of time and space intertwined in his eyes, outlining a mysterious picture. He looked at the direction of the lich and chuckled, "It's interesting that the Lich is the same as the Hitachi clan..."

The blessings reached the heart, and the corner of the mouth suddenly raised a curve, "It's a good fortune, the two tribes have such a strong and long fortune..."

After saying that, Mo Li withdrew his gaze and murmured, "It's still five hundred years. I hope that the saints of Hongjun's old Taoist and the Hunyuan Tao will be helpful to me..."

Over the past thousand years, Mo Li has spent tens of thousands of years in the chaotic world. After the last time he merged the abbot and Yingzhou from the East China Sea, Mo Li happily appeared two pieces of jade plates of creation on the two fairy islands.

With these two pieces in Mo Li's hand, there were thirty-four pieces of the Jade of Creation in his hand. After being fused together, the three thousand great paths contained in it became a little more complete.

In addition to the three thousand great ways recorded from the old Taoist Hongjun last time, Mo Li's understanding was a little faster at this time. However, he did not touch the threshold of Hunyuan. Although for him, it would be enough to evolve one thousand ways, but it was not easy.

Therefore, Mo Li hopes that the saints and Hunyuan Tao mentioned by Hongjun this time can be of some help to him. Even if he cannot touch the threshold of Hunyuan, it is good to be able to evolve several more great ways.

After saying that, Mo Li closed his eyes again, immersed himself in the great way of understanding, waiting for the third sermon to arrive.

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Although the two lich tribes had a certain shock in the prehistoric world after the same Hitachi tribe, the prehistoric world calmed down again after the establishment of the tribe.

Except for the remaining demon clans and witch clans who have some minor frictions, there is nothing big happening. The top leaders of the two clans are practicing, and the subordinate tribes are basically resting and accumulating their strength.

In the blink of an eye, five hundred years passed quietly.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!..."

On this day, nine solemn and deep bells came from the nine heavens. The bells were mixed with the rich sound of the great way, which immediately conveyed the entire world.

At this time, all the great masters who were in seclusion opened their eyes, and two rays of light shot out from their eyes, looking up above the nine heavens.

"The three thousand years have arrived. I will come to Zixiao Palace again to listen to the sermon..."

Above the Nine Heavens, Hongjun's voice sounded, containing the supreme wonderful sound, which attracted countless creatures from the world to look up and stare.

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Heavenly Court, in Lingxiao Palace.

Taiyi of Di Jun and the ten demon gods had already appeared in the Lingxiao Palace at this time. As the closest place to Tianwaitian, they were naturally the fastest people to hear Hongjun's voice.

Di Jun glanced at them and said lightly, "Get out!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded, followed him out of Lingxiao Palace, and headed towards the sky outside.

At this time, in the prehistoric world, Houtu, Nuwa, Fuxi, Sanqing, Ancestor of the Styx, Hongyun and other great supernatural powers set off and rushed towards the sky outside the sky.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes, showed a smile on his face, and also stood up and came toward the sky. The last time Mo Li came to Wuzhuang Temple, he told him that he could go with him for this preaching.

After reaching the top of Buzhou Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi met Mo Li. When he saw him, Zhen Yuanzi hurriedly bowed, "Disciple Zhenyuan, I have seen the teacher, my teacher is safe!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Li waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. What Hongjun said this time is the way of the saint Hunyuan. You can understand it in advance, which will be helpful to you in the future..."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, "Disciple understand!" He was also a mid-stage quasi-saint cultivation at this time. Although he was still far away from Hunyuan, it would be beneficial or harmless to understand it in advance.

Mo Li and Zhen Yuanzi moved forward together. With their cultivation level, they reached the world barrier of the sky outside the sky in just a moment.

Mo Li glanced at it and found that among the monks who came this time, some of them were not the gods, demons and creatures who had heard the sermons the previous two times. However, he also understood that after the destruction of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, the three thousand red dust guests were less than three thousand, and these gods, demons and creatures also came to make up for it.

Although there are not many, there are still hundreds of numbers. These gods, demons and creatures came here just to make up the numbers. After all, this preaching is the way of the saint Hunyuan, and most of these gods, demons and creatures are in the realm of Daluo, and they are even more unrecognizable.

"Let's go!" Mo Li said, waved his hand, and the Kunlun mirror hung above his head and stepped into the chaotic world.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at him, waved his hand, and the ruler of Qiankun hung above his head, chasing him behind him.

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Not long after, Jinqiao appeared in front of the gods and demons. Zhen Yuanzi saw it strangely, but he didn't say anything. He followed Mo Li all the way and headed towards Yujing Mountain.

The two of them were not slow and soon arrived at Yujing Mountain. After climbing the Chaos Cloud Road, they came to the steps of the Sanqian Avenue.

After listening to Mo Li's words, Zhen Yuanzi came to the heavy steps of his own avenue and understood the truth of the avenue. The two of them were faster and were not afraid of missing time.

A few months later, Zhen Yuanzi woke up. Mo Li looked at him, nodded slightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Then he took him into Zixiao Palace.

At this time, the three thousand numbers in Zixiao Palace had basically arrived. The two of them didn't wait long, and in Haotian's words, "Master is here!", Hongjun suddenly appeared on the high platform.

He glanced indifferently at the three thousand listeners present and said lightly, "In this way, I will start talking about this third great way. What I said this time is the way of the saint Hunyuan. You can listen very well..."

Everyone was tacit about the matter of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and the old Taoist Hongjun was too lazy to mention it again, and talked about the Tao.

"The great way is originally without direction and body, it is completely empty, cannot be told, and cannot be named. It is called "empty and nothingness", and it is said that it has not seen Qi Ran..."

As Hongjun started speaking, waves of sounds of the great way suddenly rang out in the Zixiao Palace Hall, and the sound of lingering in my ears was endless. I heard it so drunk, and the spiritual platform was clear and bright.

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Chapter completed!