Boundless Sky

In the Zixiao Palace, purple air lingers on the huge square.

At the forefront of the square, on the tall preaching platform, Hongjun, dressed in a green robe and surrounded by purple mist, was sitting upright on it.

Below the high platform, two little boys, a man and a woman, were telling him respectfully.

Dao Tong's expression was a little uncomfortable, as if what he said harmed the interests of their Zixiao Palace.

"Master, this is what the two of Yaochi and I have explored in Enlightenment City. Nowadays, most of the gods are more inclined to Haotian Palace. Even those who listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace before are also to the master. You are dissatisfied and resent that you did not directly teach them the method of sanctification!"

"These people, receiving the great kindness of your preaching from your lord, not only don't know how to be grateful, but they also feel resentful. They are really not sons of man!"

Listening to Daotong's report quietly, Hongjun looked as usual, without any sorrow at all. It seemed that any complaints from the gods against him had nothing to do with him.

"This matter, let's do it here. From now on, you will stay in the Zixiao Palace and don't have to go out to inquire about the news!"

"But master..." The boy was still a little dissatisfied, "We have suffered such a big loss, but we have achieved the reputation of Haotian Daozu. Are you really going to forget it?"

"Some fancy names are just a few, why did Poon Dao care?"

Hongjun smiled and shook his head, "Pan Dao preaching is just to teach sentient beings and gradually end the cause and effect with the heavenly path. As for the thoughts of the gods, Pang Dao doesn't care!"

Speaking of this, Hongjun glanced at the little Taoist boy who was carved with jade and looked like porcelain. After a little silence, he said: "Tong'er, in the future, you will change your name and call it Tianhao! "

"Master..." The boy looked aggrieved, "Master, my name was obtained by myself before transforming, because I have the same name as Haotian Dao Ancestor, should I even have a name? "

"Pan Dao is for your own good. With the same name as Dao Ancestor, you have to bear Dao Ancestor's cause and effect. Now your name has not been spread out in the prehistoric ancestors. This cause and effect will not be published. It can turn you directly into ashes, even if it is a poor place, it will be difficult to protect you in time."

"Since the master has ordered, I can change my name. Master, you are such a good person. You treat all the gods equally and teach the Dao, and you are kind to me and Junior Sister Yaochi. But you are such a good person, why the gods do not know Is gratitude instead of resentment?"

Hongjun smiled without saying a word, and did not answer the boy's question.

When he reached his realm, he actually didn't care about fame or anything. All he cared about was strength, which could surpass the absolute strength controlled by Heaven!

Sometimes, he admired Cheng Hao so much that he didn't care about Tiandao's views. As long as he did not cause great harm to the prehistoric times, even Tiandao would not offend him at will.

But he Hongjun couldn't. Under the entanglement of cause and effect, everything was bound to do everything. Just like the previous preaching, he had to first explain the basic Taoism, teach sentient beings, and perfect the ancient cultivation system according to the plan made by the heaven. But not like Cheng Hao, just say what you say, without worrying about anyone.

"The old friend is visiting, would you like to see fellow Taoists?"

Just as Hongjun sighed faintly in his heart, outside the palace gate, a familiar voice suddenly rang out. It was the voice of the prestigious daunting ancestor Haotian.

"Tong'er, open the door of the palace and welcome the distinguished guests to start!"

"Yes, sir!"

After the two boys saluted, they came to the gate of Zixiao Palace. After opening the gate of the palace, they walked out of the palace and looked out of the palace curiously.

Although they have heard of the name Haotian Dao ancestor many times, they have never been able to see the true face of this Dao ancestor. Now that the Haotian Dao ancestor is here, they also want to see this Dao ancestor who is afraid of even the teacher. What is the difference.

Outside the palace gate, Cheng Hao with a smile on his face stood quietly on the stone steps, just like an ordinary mortal, unable to feel any breath or pressure.

Seeing the palace door opened and the two boys walking out, Cheng Hao smiled and nodded, "Two little friends, can Daoist Hongjun be here?"

"You shouldn't be called Dao Ancestor Little Friend!" The boy who changed his name to Tianhao shook his head a little awkwardly, and was called a little friend by the Dao Ancestor-level existence, which really broke his breath.

"My master just finished his cultivation, Haotian Dao Ancestor please please come inside!"

Some curious ones looked at Cheng Hao twice. Tian Hao really couldn't see why he came. He didn't dare to delay at the moment. Together with Yaochi, he quickly introduced Cheng Hao into the Purple Heaven Palace.

In the Dao Palace, Hong Jun had already walked down from the high platform, standing on the square, quietly looking at the familiar figure slowly coming.

"Tong'er, tea!"

The guests have arrived. After the two met with each other, Hongjun gave orders to Tianhao, and then waved his sleeves and a stone table appeared on the square.

"Friends, please!"

Hongjun sat on the futon in front of the stone table, and then signaled Cheng Hao to take his seat.

After the two of them were seated, the boy had already served tea, and as soon as the courtesy were ready, the two boys slowly stepped back.

The conversations between Taoist ancestors, as boys, are not yet qualified to know.

"Pan Dao originally thought that the Taoist Fellows would come after the second sermon, but I did not expect it to come today. This is a bit unexpected." Holding up the teacup, Hong Jun took a sip of his tea. , The first to speak.

"I didn't intend to come here, but I learned by chance that when fellow Taoist preached, three new faces appeared in the Zixiao Palace, so I came to understand the situation."

Hearing this, Hongjun's right hand holding the tea cup suddenly trembled slightly. It seemed that at this time, his mood was not as bland as on the surface.

"Several innate gods who haven't walked in the wilderness after being transformed, don't say that the Taoists don't know them, and the poor Tao didn't know them before!"

"Oh... is it?" Cheng Hao's gaze fell on Hongjun with profound meaning, "Is it possible that the innate gods that I have never discovered before are beyond the control of the fate of heaven?"

Having said that, Hongjun could no longer maintain the calm and relaxed manner of being an expert, and Gu Jing Bubo's face also became cold.

"Fellow Daoist came here, what is the so-called? Please explain it!"

Hearing this, the smile on Cheng Hao's face gradually faded. After a little silence, he spoke word by word: "Sacred position of heaven, I want six!"

Hongjun's originally slightly drooping head suddenly lifted up, and his eyes were full of cold light.

"Dao has a great appetite for friendship, and when he opens his mouth, he almost has to leave almost half of the holy throne under the heavens! Do you think Tiandao will agree to this kind of thing?"

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