Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 95: Liches gather in the Chaos Dojo to compete!

Sanqingmian is mediocre, and when they have reached their level of cultivation, only attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint can take them one step further.

This time they came to listen to the lecture, they only hoped it would help them enter the holy path, and they had nothing else to ask for.

In the void and chaos, Nuwa's mount Xuantian Fire Phoenix Jinning is responsible for welcoming the guests.

The Xuantian Fire Phoenix is ​​also an ancient alien species with extraordinary bloodline.

After the third lecture in Zixiao Palace, he was subdued by Nuwa and used as a mount. He also has the cultivation level of Da Luo Jinxian at the peak, and is responsible for welcoming guests, which is more than enough.

"Jin Ning has met senior Sanqing, fellow Taoists, and the empress is already waiting for you inside."

Jin Ning is a woman wearing a fiery red robe. She has a heroic look and a trace of indescribable heroism between her eyebrows.

"Okay." Sanqing nodded slightly to Jin Ning, and led hundreds of his disciples into Chaos, the dojo temporarily opened by Nuwa.

Sanqing and others entered the dojo, and the first thing they saw was Nuwa who was sitting on top of the throne.

Nuwa's aura of the holy way is stronger than when she first attained enlightenment 3000 years ago.

With every gesture of hands and feet, the main road is guarding you, which makes people feel a sense of awe and holiness in their hearts unconsciously. It can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.

In addition to Nuwa on the first seat, there are seven futons guarding the front, which are in the best position. They were obviously left on purpose.

Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing stepped forward and bowed to Nuwa, saying, "We will pay homage to the saint."

A saint can be said to have transcended the entire prehistoric period, endured countless tribulations without suffering any hardships, remained untainted by cause and effect, always existed with heaven, and coexisted with Tao.

They are clearly separated from the Quasi-Sage and the monks under the Quasi-Sage, and there is a gap as huge as a chasm that cannot be crossed.

Even if Sanqing is his senior brother and Nuwa is his junior sister in Xuanmen, when Sanqing sees Nuwa, he still has to salute, not to Nuwa, but to the saint.

"Senior Brother Sanqing has killed Nuwa, please get up quickly."

Nuwa waved her hand and followed her heart, and a surge of supreme magic power instantly lifted Sanqing and others up.

"I've seen a saint."

After the Three Purities, Zhao Gongming and others came forward again to salute Nuwa.

Nuwa nodded slightly, asked everyone to get up, and looked at Zhao Gongming with a smile in her eyes.

She is the Holy Mother of the human race, although for the sake of the future of the human race, she cannot show special concern for the human race.

But secretly, they are still paying attention to the human race. In the land of the East China Sea, the human race has multiplied and multiplied, and has reached a huge scale. Even Nuwa is a little shocked.

With such a terrifying reproductive ability, no one among all the races in the world can compete with it. Given time, it is impossible to imagine how much achievements the human race will have.

Nuwa is more confident that the human race can overcome thorns and obstacles all the way and become the protagonist of the world.

Following the Sanqing Dynasty, the Western duo Zhunti came flying in with two auspicious clouds.

Behind him, on an auspicious cloud, were supporting four people, who were their disciples, Medicine Master, Maitreya, Mahasthamaprapta, and Ksitigarbha.

The two people's faces lost their usual frown and showed a bit of smile.

Even for them, the sermons of saints are a rare opportunity that can allow them to take a further step on the path.

"Ancestor Minghe has arrived, Ancestor Zhenyuan has arrived."

As Xuantian Huofeng Jinning's voice rang out, Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and famous powerful figures from the prehistoric era entered the scene one after another.

The temporary dojo opened by Nuwa suddenly became bustling with people.

Countless ancient powers were chatting with each other, which was very lively.

"This time the saint preached that the Wu clan will suffer a big loss if they don't have a soul."

"I don't think the Witch Clan will come. They don't have souls. How can they understand the saint's sermons? This time, the Demon Clan will take the lead."

"The conflict between the lichs is getting deeper and deeper day by day. I don't know when the decisive battle will break out. Who among the two lich clans will have the last laugh."

"The demon clan is domineering and the witch clan is arrogant. I think in the end, it might be a lose-lose outcome."

While everyone was talking, they heard the clear voice of Xuantian Huofeng Jinning sounded again.

"The Demon Emperor Jun of Heaven, the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi, are here with all the demon saints." "The demon emperors are here?"

Everyone was shocked and quickly shut their mouths, not daring to gossip any more.

Donghuang Taiyi was so fierce that he really dared to take action when he was angered.

The quasi-sage's perfect cultivation level, coupled with the innate treasure Chaos Bell, makes everyone present fearful.

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi walked in front, wearing noble Golden Crow Emperor robes.

The nine demon saints, Kunpeng, and Fuxi followed on both sides and walked in directly. Their eyes swept over the powerful people who came to listen, and finally fell on Nuwa.

"I have met the Holy Emperor Wa."

"The Demon King is exempt from the gift."

Nuwa's face was dull, and she waved her hand for Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to get up.

Her eyes fell on Fuxi, and she felt a little guilty in her heart.

It's all because of himself, otherwise my brother wouldn't have to join the Heavenly Court and get involved in the calamity for no reason.

However, now that he has become enlightened, he will try his best to plan for his brother and get out.

Not long after, Xuantian Huofeng Jinning's voice sounded again, "The ancestral witch of Pangu Palace, Emperor Jiang, is here with the nine ancestral witches."

The clear voice spread throughout the chaos, causing countless powerful men and monks to be stunned.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches of Buzhou Mountain are also here?

You must know that the Wu clan only cultivates the physical body and does not have the spirit. Even if they come to listen to the lecture, it is of no use.

They still remember that the Taoist ancestors preached three times in the Zixiao Palace. The Twelve Ancestral Witches listened back and forth three times, dozed off three times, and still got nothing.

"Why are these guys here too!"

Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

At this time, a wild and immortal, thick and deep breath hit his face.

Di Jiang led the other nine ancestral shamans and walked towards them. Along the way, they bowed their hands in greetings to the powerful officials, looking very happy on their faces.

Passing by Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi suddenly stopped and smiled.

"Hey, it turns out that the two Demon Emperors are also here. We didn't see them just now. We thought that the Demon Emperors were busy with government affairs and couldn't come."

Donghuang Taiyi smiled faintly, "The saint is preaching and expounding the mysteries of the supreme Tao. How can we be absent? It is true that the Taoist friends of the Wu tribe are very powerful in physical training, but without the soul, do they have to doze off like when the Taoist ancestors preached? ?”

If Di Jiang was secretly mocking and not taking Heaven into consideration, then Donghuang Taiyi was openly and openly disdainful of the Wu clan.

As soon as he heard this, Zhu Rong suddenly became angry, opened his mouth wide, and the fire spewed out, melting the heaven and the earth, and a scorching breath came to his face.

"Three-legged old bird, I'm here to listen to the lecture. I'm in your way. Do you want to start a war?"

Donghuang Taiyi's face suddenly turned cold. The shadow of the Chaos Bell loomed behind him, and the power of the innate treasure shocked the whole world.

"Let's start a war. Isn't this emperor afraid of you?"

Many powerful people around looked at this scene with no surprise on their faces.

It is not unusual for the two Lich clans, natural enemies, to have a quarrel within a few words of each other during their meeting.

Fuxi rubbed his eyebrows, feeling helpless, and had no choice but to stand up and make peace.

"The saint's sermon is a grand event of the highest importance to me. Please restrain your temper and don't waste the opportunity of other fellow Taoists."

With Fuxi present to make peace, the Wu Clan and the Monster Clan finally stopped arguing.

After waiting for a while, no one came. Nuwa took the first seat and said slowly, "Fellow Taoists, please take a seat."

Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Fuxi sat down according to the instructions.

In an instant, everyone focused their attention on the remaining futon next to Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)