Honghuang: Refuse Hongjun to become a saint, I will attain Hunyuan

Chapter 34 The First Sermon

In this chaotic and orderless chaos, Xuanhuang didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly, the surrounding chaos calmed down.

Everything seemed to suddenly become clearer, and Xuanhuang suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up involuntarily and looked forward, only to see an extremely tall palace standing not far away.

Zixiao Palace.

The corner of Xuanhuang's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. Did he finally get over it?

With a thought in Xuanhuang's mind, he put away Qingyun and Chaos Beads, took the bamboo stick and walked forward.

At this time, Zixiao Palace had just experienced a farce.

Hongyun gave way, and Kunpeng was kicked off the futon. He was sitting in a corner, suffocating.

He looked at everyone as if he were a vicious wolf about to pounce and bite.

But suddenly, a figure appeared on the Taoist platform, it was Hongjun, and a saint's pressure spread out.

Suddenly the whole place fell silent.

Kunpeng also hurriedly calmed down his emotions and lowered his head obediently.

After Hongjun appeared, his eyes slowly swept over everyone in the palace, especially the six people sitting on the futon in front, and nodded slightly.

Hongjun's cold voice sounded, seemingly without any emotion, and he ordered the two boys: "Open the door again, there is another Taoist friend who has not come."

Haotian and Yaochi were stunned when they heard this, and many powerful people in the audience were also slightly stunned. Is anyone still here?

Moreover, this person who has not yet come is actually worthy of being asked by Saint Hongjun to open the door and welcome him in.

Who is this?
With a "clang" sound, Haotian and Yaochi opened the door that had been closed just a short time ago.

Another moment passed.

I saw two people leading a Taoist priest with a very ugly face in.

"Xuanhuang?"

Many powerful people opened their eyes in surprise when they saw the Taoist coming in.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Sanqing, Jie Yin, Zhunti...all were shocked.

No one expected that the last person invited in would be Xuan Huang.

I haven’t seen you for a while. Is Xuanhuang’s restaurant already so big? Even a saint wants to invite him?

But Xuanhuang's complexion was really ugly. He looked like someone owed him a huge debt.

After all, anyone trapped in chaos for such a long time would feel aggrieved and uncomfortable!

If Hongjun hadn't done anything to him, Xuanhuang would have doubted whether his previous judgment was wrong.

It was said that Hongjun was ruthless, but what about Hongjun being selfless?

This is so innocent, trapping yourself in chaos, it really doesn't look like you are ruthless and selfless!

However, Xuanhuang was still surprised that he was the last one to come in.

He is the kind of person who looks as stable as an old dog, but is actually a little confused inside.

Various thoughts.

Firstly, he was guessing what Hongjun meant, and secondly, he was the last one to arrive, which really made him miss a lot of exciting dramas.

He also wanted to see how Hongyun gave up his seat.

As a result, I just skipped the opening song?
After entering Zixiao Palace, Haotian and Yaochi closed the door again with a bang.

At this time, Xuanhuang was faced with a problem, how to sit on his own? Where to sit?
All six futons are full, okay?

Xuanhuang looked at the others. The other powerful men were just sitting on the ground.

Xuanhuang quickly found Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, who were sitting upside down not far from the Taoist platform. When Xuanhuang saw the two of them, they also winked at him and motioned for Xuanhuang to come over and sit with them.

Xuanhuang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and was about to pass.

At this time, Hongjun on the Taoist platform spoke: "You can sit here." While speaking, Hongjun pointed with his hand and another futon appeared next to Zhunti.

The seventh futon.

Xuanhuang finally couldn't help it, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it had jumped into his throat.

He couldn't help but wonder, why?
Do you have any other extraordinary status that deserves Hongjun to treat you like this?
Am I going to become the Seventh Saint?
Xuanhuang didn't know how he walked over and sat on the futon.

Even when Zhunti next to him called him "fellow Taoist", he didn't come back to his senses.

It was Hongjun's voice, so deafening, as if someone had suddenly stuffed a large piece of ice into his clothes on a hot day.

Xuanhuang woke up immediately.

"You don't have to think too much."

Hongjun looked at him with no emotion in his eyes, and his tone was cold, and he said: "Although you are destined to me, you can enter the palace to listen to the Taoism, but you have made a breakthrough in Taoism and you are already a Hunyuan Golden Immortal."

"If you have your own way, you will inevitably lose some opportunities, so I let you stay in the chaos for a while longer and let you finally enter the palace."

"Then..." Xuanhuang hesitated and wanted to ask a question.

Hongjun ignored him and stopped explaining. Instead, he announced: "Okay, from now on, this seat will remain the same and cannot be changed again."

Everyone responded in unison. Xuanhuang had no choice but to follow the others and echo.

"The sermon begins."

Hongjun said again, and then started talking directly. Suddenly, bursts of Taoist sounds echoed in Zixiao Palace.

As for everyone in the palace, they couldn't care less about other things and hurriedly listened carefully.

Hongjun preached, but the great road was invisible, there were no visions, and there was no surge of spiritual energy, but it was as if he had returned to his original nature, extremely dull.

However, it was such a plain voice that made everyone intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

The same is true for Xuanhuang, even more so.

Because just when Hongjun started preaching, the space-time mirror changed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Every sentence Hongjun spoke seemed to have passed through this mirror and became clearer.

Every word, every sentence becomes more mysterious and seems to contain endless truths.

Xuanhuang just felt that he had no time to digest it, one sentence after another, without giving himself any time to sort it out.

I have no choice but to memorize it carefully, understand what I can understand, and write down what I can’t understand, and wait until I finish the sermon and go back to see if I can understand it.

Besides Xuanhuang, the one who gained the most from listening to the Tao was undoubtedly Sanqing.

After all, Sanqing was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, and he had profound blessings. When he heard the sermon and heard the profound things, his face couldn't help but show a look of joy.

Nuwa was sitting on the fourth futon, and she was also blessed with great luck. She was sometimes happy and sometimes frowning when she heard this.

Jie Yin and Zhunti are sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes happy, sometimes bitter and resentful.

The effect is even worse than that of Nuwa.

As for the powerful people at the rear, they all have their own performances. The quality of their talents and the various characteristics of all living beings are fully reflected in the listening to the sermon.

"Teacher, may I ask what is Tao? Where is Tao?" Taiqing Taoist Laozi took advantage of the pause in Hongjun's sermon to ask Hongjun.

"Tao is Tao, and Tao is not Tao. Tao is everywhere, and everything in the world can be Tao." Hongjun heard the words, paused briefly, and replied expressionlessly.

"Teacher, may I ask how you can become enlightened?" Yuan Shi couldn't help but ask.

(End of this chapter)