When Yang Lin and Chang Xi came to Zixiao Palace again, they 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, Zhen Yuanzi, and many casual cultivators from 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 kind of harm has it caused 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 having no 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 walk the path of the Chaos Demon God, once they get the chance, 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 increase endlessly as time goes by, and one day, it will be superior to many monks who practice the day after tomorrow.

However, even this little hope was all stifled.

Dao Ancestor was undoubtedly telling them that reaching the quasi-sage stage would already be the peak, and if they wanted to progress any further, they should stop thinking 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 Yuan Shen 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 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, to untie a bell, you need the person who tied it. She knew who caused the "Tao injury" she suffered. Of course, she also knew that there was only one person in heaven and on earth who could untie it.

After listening to the sermon this time, Hou Tu came with this purpose in mind.

Hope a good solution can be found.

Or, get the mercy of Hongjun Daozu.

Unfortunately, this idea is doomed to fail.

Hongjun has long since set his sights on the way of heaven, and he no longer pays attention to some "small disputes" in the ancient world.

There were nearly two thousand monks in the temple, which was somewhat different from the noisy scene before the two sermons in the past. At this time, everyone became quiet and honest, and 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 world 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, and the ending in which Hongjun Taozu suppressed both demon and witch clans in a casual manner, 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, even if Yang Lin burned his martial arts points and pushed his understanding to the extreme, he still had a hard time listening.

He also discovered that what Hongjun Daozu talked 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, and 30% to 40% out of 10 could not quite understand. He opened his eyes in astonishment 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 tightly. He was obviously 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 method of burning martial arts points to improve their understanding, nor do they have the extreme talents of Sanqing. At this time, it sounds like 80% to 90% of them will not understand.

Of course, even more unbearable than them are the other monks who only have 2,000 people left in Zixiao Palace.

Di Jun, Taiyi, Fuxi and others, including countless casual cultivators, were all stunned 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 a free-spirited 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, he comes 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 Minghe stretched out his hand to caress Yuan Tu in his arms. Ah Bi had two killing swords, his eyes were lowered, blood was surging on his body, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Lin guessed that this person must have regretted going to the Zixiao Palace. The moment before he came, he must have been refining his sword in the sea of ​​blood. At this time, he had deep murderous intent and a vicious aura that 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, I don't even dare to do some small actions.
Chapter completed!