I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 352 Proving the Quasi-Saint!

"Senior brother, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for my poor cultivation, I would have to trouble you to take me a ride, but why would you not even have a seat? I think the West is barren and lonely, and now I have the opportunity to listen to the sermon. But it can only be used as the end, without even a seat, and no chance to listen to Hunyuan Dao."

Seeing the full futons in front of him, Zhunti's heart beat, feeling that a great opportunity was about to be lost, he took time to think about it, and burst into tears.

Huang Long couldn't help but shake his head, he came as soon as he said it, with sincere affection, this kind of practice is better than himself.

Still have to study.

When it is crying, it is sincere.

In Zixiao Palace, among all the saints, except for Fuxi Zhen Yuanzi and a few who showed unbearable expressions, most of them showed mocking expressions.

Western beings, it is a great honor to come and hear.

But I didn't expect there to be Da Luo in the West.

Only on the futon, Hong Yun couldn't bear it, finally stood up and said: "The west is lonely, please guide fellow Taoist to take the seat."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in Zixiao Palace was surprised.

Although I don't know what the purpose of these futons is, but there are only six futons in such a big Zixiao Palace, which obviously have different meanings.

As a result, let it go?
This brain is not sick.

How did you cultivate to Daluo?

Although due to Hongyun's cultivation and powerful influence, he didn't attack immediately, but many monks had mocking looks in their eyes.

Only Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and laughed, this guy was the same as before.

"Thank you, brother."

Hearing the words, the sad expression on his face was not so sad, and he really didn't expect that he could have a position just by crying.

"It should be that the West is poor and all living beings are in misery. All the great powers of the West leave the West. Only fellow Taoists can persevere. The poor Daoist admires it." Hong Yun said sternly.

Hearing the words, his complexion became straight again, and he bowed to Hongyun again. This obeisance is not only to thank Hongyun for giving up his seat, but also to thank Hongyun for his approval.

After that, when the seat was received and led, the red cloud came down, and sitting in the back was harmonious and comfortable.

Huang Long was thoughtful, and speaking of it, the debt has not yet been repaid.

In the future I will become the Yellow Emperor, and Hongyun will be my elder brother.

This account is incumbent upon me.

Thinking of this, Huang Long couldn't help smiling.

Then, I saw Zhunti perform again.

But Zhunti saw that he didn't have a place yet, so he planned again, looked at Kunpeng and said: "On this futon, there are all virtuous and capable people, you Kunpeng is bloodthirsty, killing innocent people indiscriminately in the North Ming, cause and effect Encumbered, with heavy karma, what qualifications do you have to sit here? If you can’t get up, quickly give it up to a virtuous immortal?”

Hearing the words, Kunpeng's complexion sank immediately, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "It's not up to you, a Western evil, to constrain me when I do things. If you don't want to die, get out! Otherwise, you will die when you leave Zixiao Palace." !"

"This place is where Hongjun's power is, and the morals are pure. You open your mouth and keep your mouth shut, killing all you want. What right do you have to sit here? Why don't you quickly give up your seat and give it to a virtuous person." Zhunti was even more pleased when he heard the words , snapped.

"That's right, Kunpeng, you have a lot of karma, you shouldn't sit here, give up your seat quickly, and give it to a virtuous person." Bai Ze who was beside Tai Yi immediately shouted.

A man of virtue is the Emperor Jun.

"That's right, Kunpeng, you are not allowed to take this seat." Yuan Sheng who was beside Duke Dong also shouted.

A man of virtue is also the prince of the East.

The rest of the monks also raised their voices when they heard the words.

Most of them feel that they are virtuous people, and a small number of them are purely watching the excitement.

There are also purely for fun, such as Zhu Rong.

……

Kunpeng was terrified, and found that the whole Zixiao Palace was rejecting him, Emperor Taiyi even sharpened his sword, knowing that if this person sat down by himself, he would be the enemy of the whole world, but he looked at Zhunti with a sneer in his heart, He stood up and said, "Okay, I'll give you this seat, but this seat is for a virtuous person. Fellow Daoist Zhunti is dedicated to the West, so it must be very suitable. I will take the seat for Fellow Daoist Zhunti!"

Do you dare to sit in this seat?

If you dare to plot against me, you will die when you leave Zixiao Palace!
"Thank you fellow daoist." Zhunti sat down with joy in his heart.

Seeing this, the guests in Zixiao Palace were even more shocked. They never expected Zhunti to be so shameless, and just sat down.

In this way, didn't all they did before were making wedding dresses for Zhunti?
Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Dong Wanggong all had expressions of anger on their faces, and a group of people around them spoke naturally, scolding Zhunti for being shameless and sternly cursing.

In the Zixiao Palace, suddenly the avenues of divine light intertwined, and a terrifying aura circulated.

Seeing this, Kunpeng sneered.

However, Zhunti's expression remained the same, sitting on the futon, his buttocks seemed to be rooted, motionless.

As if nothing happened.

A man of virtue, he.

Originally, Kunpeng was forced to take the position with his own speed, but he was unexpectedly called by Kunpeng.

Then do your part.

Seeing that Zhunti looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, Taiyi couldn't help but get angry, and the Eastern Emperor Bell appeared on Taiyi's head, almost having a fit.

"In the land of Zixiao, no noise is allowed."

Seeing that this group of guys are really going to do something, and the ancestor seems to have no intention of coming out, Huang Long strictly implements his identity as a boy, sternly shouted, the mysterious light circulated, and with the power of the avatar, the power of the quasi-sage circulated. Everything inside is under his control, time and space are frozen, except for the six people above the futon, the rest of the palace guests can't move, like fish on a chopping board.

The eyes that looked at Huanglong turned into panic. When they entered the door, they all saw this boy.

But they didn't care.

Isn't it just a child?But they never expected that this boy's cultivation was far superior to them, and he suppressed them so easily.

Even life is controlled by the opponent.

As long as Huanglong has a thought, they will die without a place to bury them.

The six people on the futon all looked shocked, especially Sanqing.

what happened?

Isn't this a boy?
It's still the teacher's new one, how can it be better than yourself?

Nuwa and the others also looked shocked, it doesn't make sense.

In the inner room, Hongjun showed satisfaction when he saw this.

Back then, he went out to suppress it himself.

Although it showed strength, it also lost some style slightly.

Now that Huanglong is suppressing, if a mere boy has such a method, then he is not a better master.

Not shooting, the effect is better than shooting.

Afterwards, in the inner room, luck shone, and the space of Zixiao Palace also collapsed.

The boundless vision is an illusion, and in the center of the vision is a holy incarnation. You can't see the face clearly, but you can only see the boundless avenue surrounded by it, like the incarnation of the avenue, and you can't see the true face clearly.

Huanglong dispersed his mana in unison, and all the immortals in Zixiao Palace were relieved, but they respected Hongjun's divine image even more.

The boy is like this, how strong is the power here?
It is a blessing to be able to listen to the sermon.

Ancestor Hongjun glanced at the crowd, and said calmly: "From now on, the ranking will be determined like this, and there should be no more disputes."

Hearing this, Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief.

Stable.

The rest were disappointed, but soon thought of another thing, what if they died after the proposal was made?

Does that mean they can be replaced?

But these are all thoughts in the future, and there is only one thing on my mind now, listening to the sermon.

I saw Daoist Hongjun sitting high on the cloud bed, with the supernatural powers shining all over his body, reciting the Dao, and uttering a single word, the void was turbulent, time and space were surging, flowers were falling from the sky, and golden lotuses were gushing from the ground, and there were all kinds of visions.

On the top of Zixiao Palace, an illusory ball of light was looming, and everyone felt that their spiritual wisdom had been greatly enlightened. The flashes of spiritual light that used to happen for thousands of years have become readily available, even if they are only practicing in this state, they are better After cultivating in his own cave, his heart was ecstatic.

Huang Long's face was also upright, he didn't forget his purpose of coming here, cultivation is the root.

Sit cross-legged and listen to the teaching of the master.

The three lectures in Zixiao Palace this time total ten thousand years.

There are only three times in total, so don't miss it.

The first lecture is about the Way of Daluo.

One talk about how to break through Da Luo, and the other talk about how to truly grasp the power of Da Luo after entering Da Luo, and reveal the power of Da Luo.

Nowadays, many monks in the prehistoric era enter Da Luo because of their excellent blood and good luck, but their understanding of Da Luo and their perception of Tao are far inferior to those of later Da Luo.

Many supernatural powers, and the induction of fate is far inferior.

All the guests in Zixiao Palace were delighted when they heard it, they were so intoxicated that they almost danced and danced to show their joy.

Hearing these words is better than practicing a kalpa.

When Huang Long heard the words, he was even more intoxicated.

What Hongjun said about Da Luo's mystery this time is actually of no use to him.

After all, he was taught by the four great sages, and he learned the authentic Kunlun Taoism.

What Hongjun said was outdated to him.

But under the good fortune jade plate, he began to integrate everything he had learned.

Since he crossed over, he has practiced diligently and performed his filial piety everywhere.

All the big guys love it.

Therefore, we can learn from the strengths of other schools, such as Sanqing Avenue, Nvwa Good Fortune Avenue, the Second Western Buddhism, Fuxi Bagua Avenue, Yinglong Avenue, West Queen Mother Avenue, Nine Heavens Xuannv Avenue, Jumang Avenue, Zhurong Avenue...

This is not counting all kinds of Da Luo's Dao. After he destroyed Penglai, there were many essences of Da Luo's exercises in Penglai.

Then this time, he merged the emotions of Hongjun and Luohu, and learned their way again.

It's really unimaginable.

But with so many Taos, many of them did not comprehend at all, and just let them go.

Listening to it now, it blends together wonderfully.

Even Rahina's Dao, which was originally incompatible with other Dao's, was forcibly merged together.

The birth and death of heaven and earth are nothing but a form of spatial change.

Space Avenue.

The golden light in Huanglong's eyes flickered, and endless mysteries gathered in one place. Hongjun glanced at Huanglong with a blank expression on his face, but suddenly there were many more golden lotuses beside Huanglong, and Huanglong practiced faster.

Others may be immersed in enlightenment without realizing it.

Only Sanqing, who is originally a disciple of the Taoist ancestor, has heard these Taoisms before, especially in the late stage of Daluo on the surface of Taishang, but in fact he is at the peak of Daluo. It makes no difference whether he listens or not, so he still has time to distract himself.

Noticing that there are so many golden lotuses beside Huanglong, he couldn't help but be surprised, what a sacred place in his heart.

Especially Taishang, he felt that Huanglong hadn't broken through to the quasi-sage yet, but he couldn't become the quasi-sage, how did he do it just now?
And among Da Luo, is there anyone who can be stronger than him?
Tong Tian had a different mind, and he couldn't help thinking of fighting with him.

And all of this, Huanglong didn't realize it.

Immersed in the practice of Taoism, it has been 900 years without knowing it.

The distance is over, only a hundred years left.

Among the immortals present, apart from the fact that Sanqing's cultivation base has not changed, the rest have undergone considerable changes, and the difference can be seen from it.

Before coming in, it was all in the early days of Da Luo.

But after hearing the sermon this time, Nuwa, Jieyin, Zhunti, Taiyi, Dijun, and Fuxi all entered the late stage of Daluo, while Hongyun, Kunpeng, Dongwanggong, etc. also entered the middle stage of Daluo. treading water.

Verified that sentence, some people are in the early stage of Da Luo, that is because they can only reach the early stage of Da Luo, and some people are in the early stage of Da Luo, that is because the realm is only in the early stage of Da Luo for the time being.

A wave of wind rises, some take off, and some are still below.

But in the last hundred years, Hongjun's preaching also changed mysteriously, but he didn't talk about the way of Da Luo, but the more mysterious way of quasi-sage.

Having reached the late stage of Da Luo, I feel even more joyful, feeling that a broader avenue has appeared in front of me.

It's just different from the smooth listening before. This time, apart from the boring Sanqing who listened with gusto, Nuwa also frowned, and the expression on the face of Jieyin Zhunti was even more bitter.

Zhu Rongyu, who was brought here by Dijiang Houtu, took a few, and was so bitter that he wanted to overturn the table.

I can't understand it at all.

What is this?

Is this something a living being would say?

Only Huanglong in the corner, when he heard this, he was enlightened, as if he had been slapped in the face, all the fog in front of his eyes dissipated, and a broad road appeared in front of him, leading directly to the sky.

Quasi-Saint Avenue.

The element of space.

All kinds of changes, I understand.

The way of space can be divided into the elements of monarch and minister.

The prime of the king is twelve, and the prime of the minister is ten thousand and eight hundred.

This is the sentiment of the ancestor of Yinglong back then.

Huanglong has practiced for many years, and there are three elements of the king, and at the moment when the Yuan began to open the sky, he discovered a suspected element of the king, which was not the element of space that was the element of the king in Yinglong's year.

Master three, discover one.

It's just that that one can't be integrated.

Now comprehensive avenues, but found that Ying Long's guess back then seems to be wrong.

The twelve ways are not enough to summarize, and these twelve ways need to be purified to nine.

Huanglong was thinking, the whole body was trembling, the time and space flowed, the endless avenue was changing, between birth and death, the cycle continued, and finally there was a loud bang, but listening to the nine-day dragon chant, the heavenly way trembled.

A terrifying coercion that made the gods and demons palpitate was revealed. In Zixiao Palace, thousands of golden lotuses withered, and an aura that surpassed Daluo came out shockingly.

(End of this chapter)