Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 51: At the end of the lecture, Hongjun split
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In the expectant and yearning eyes of the immortals, the Taoist rhyme was long and graceful, and a towering figure appeared on the Taoist platform.

Hongjun looked around and was slightly surprised when he saw how many people were on the futon.

However, the general trend of the way of heaven cannot be changed. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and slowly opened his mouth to preach. Every move of his hands and feet coincided with the principles of the way of heaven. The palace was filled with thousands of divine inscriptions of the order of the way of heaven, intertwining the Tao and the principles. Suddenly, everyone was in the room. The immortal is as crazy as drunk.

Among them, Nuwa and Taiqing had the deepest understanding, and instantly entered the realm of enlightenment.

Although Kunpeng Demon Master was lucky enough to seize the holy throne under the protection of Emperor Jun, the gap in his background was highlighted at this time. He looked confused and even felt sleepy. He was not as good as Yuanshi and Tongtian who had no chance to occupy the seat below.

Taoist ancestor Hongjun began to preach. His voice was majestic and majestic, like the sound of nature, causing all the creatures present to fall into boundless tranquility.

In his dojo, hundreds of millions of creatures began to sense mysterious forces, which seemed to come from the depths of the universe, surging with infinite energy.

This power is like a part hidden deep in the origin of the universe. It operates in a complex and profound way, making people feel a magnificent momentum.

Under the influence of this power, all the creatures present felt a profound understanding. Their hearts were filled with an understanding of the laws of the universe. They seemed to be able to see the secrets in the depths of the universe and sense the connection between time and space. Flow, and all this comes from this mysterious power.

On the Hongjun Dojo, the creatures seemed to be in the universe. Their horizons were expanded to an unprecedented extent. They began to feel a more profound realm, which made their path of practice broader and brighter. .

Hongjun glanced coldly at the immortals below, his eyes lingered deeply on Kunpeng and Dijun, and then he stopped paying attention to what was going on below.

If Yuanshi and Tongtian occupy the throne, they will definitely achieve the status of saint, but Kunpeng is the one who wears hair and horns.

Hongjun felt a little dissatisfied and snorted coldly:
"Hmph, all of this is caused by the scourge of the Wu clan, which disrupts the heavens. However, these ants are really looking for death. They are stuck in Buzhou Mountain and are self-contained. They don't even look down on the method of a saint. I want to see it. Twelve What kind of fame can the ancestral witch cultivate?"

Hongjun looked scornful and sarcastic, dismissing the establishment of Wumen. They were just slightly larger ants and grasshoppers, but they still changed the original trend of lich calamity.

What's more, the Twelve Ancestral Witches couldn't have listened better in the future, and Di Jun and Tai Yi also unexpectedly grabbed the holy throne. In this way, Hongjun personally guided Di Jun and the two of them, and he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress the little ones. Little witch gate.

At this time, Hongjun's self-confidence could not be higher, and he slowly stopped speaking with an inflated look on his face.

After this lecture, a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Everyone below has gained something, but Nuwa and Taiqing have transformed the most, with unimaginable auras and coercion spreading throughout their bodies, and they have obviously benefited greatly.

"Thank you teacher for teaching me the supreme Tao."

Nuwa and Taiqing came back to their senses from their epiphany, and their breaths were so loud that they broke through the small realm and reached the quasi-sage stage.

Both of them are well-educated and already understand the secret of this futon.

Zixiao's three thousand guests behind him didn't know why, with a look of regret on their faces. Basically, after listening to it for thousands of years, they had only learned a superficial knowledge, and they were far inferior to Nuwa.

Taoist Hongjun nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "Shan, the next lecture will be 3000 years later. You will be able to master it when you go back. Don't be lazy. And from now on, arrange the seats according to the positions on this futon. Don't disturb me." People are at peace." Hongjun's voice was rolling and overwhelming. As soon as these words came out, there was a huge shock, making all the immortals below startled and exclaimed.

"Hiss, it turns out that this futon position is so important. It's hateful. How could Fuxi grab one? It's amazing to have a quasi-saint girl!"

"Damn it, I originally thought I would come first next time, but I didn't expect the seats to be decided like this!"

"Alas, it seems that we have no chance of becoming a saint."

The immortals talked a lot, sighed and gnashed their teeth, but no one dared to disobey Hongjun's decree.

And Di Jun looked up to the sky and smiled, overjoyed and excited to the extreme!
Their Demon Court, relying on their strong lineup, managed to grab three futons, accounting for half of them. This alone was enough to sweep through the Great Desolate World!
And if Nuwa and Fuxi are introduced to the Demon Court, their background will be so amazing, and the Demon Clan will undoubtedly rise!
Thinking of this, Di Jun smiled crookedly and bowed to Taoist Hongjun.

"Hahaha, this is all given by the ancestral witch. Humph, you ant emperor Jiang, you bullshit witch master, how can you compare with my great demon court!"

Di Jun's face was domineering, and his eyes were full of confidence, which was swollen beyond measure.

However, what no one noticed was that as soon as Hongjun finished speaking, his face froze, and his eyes were dull, as if he was stunned.

At this time, Hongjun, who had stopped talking, had already exploded in his heart and stirred up a storm. He was not as calm as he appeared on the surface!

Just because he suddenly had a whim and calculated with his fingers, he found that the variables in the ancient world were becoming more and more terrifying. They were simply unfathomable, even far beyond his imagination!

If it was a small wind and waves before, now it is a terrifying tornado on the sea. If it brews, it can even overturn the Zixiao Palace!
hiss!
In an instant, Daozu Hongjun was moved, with a look of shock on his face.

"This, what on earth is going on? What terrible changes happened in the ancient times? How could this happen if I only have the ability to preach!"

He looked shocked, murmuring and shaking his head in disbelief. Suddenly he felt that there were many opportunities that he had missed, and all of them were extremely heaven-defying treasures, enough for even the prehistoric saints to steal. scalp!

The innate gourd vine, the good fortune green lotus, and even the corner of the good fortune jade disk that the system rewarded Lin Xuan was a bit bigger than all the fragments of Hongjun!

"Hiss, it's unimaginable. I actually felt the breath of the jade plate of creation, and it's even more terrifying than the one I own??"

After stopping the deduction, Hongjun was completely shocked and paralyzed, as if he was crazy, and immediately he was gnashing his teeth, and the three corpses jumped in anger.

Looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, besides the Great God Pangu, who else in the prehistoric world would dare to intercept Hu Ta Hongjun's things?
It was simply outrageous. At this moment, Hongjun was completely torn apart, and he gasped wildly.

What made him collapse and angry the most was that he had no way to deduce it, and he just felt that the secret was in chaos!
And this is something that has never happened before after becoming one with the Heavenly Dao!
Who is this person who can achieve such a level? Even he, the strongest saint, cannot deduce it.

(End of this chapter)