Time passed slowly, and suddenly a trembling pressure appeared in the entire Zixiao Palace. Immediately, Hongjun, wearing a purple robe on the purple cloud bed, suddenly appeared.

He glanced at Bai Jun Longli beside Chen Hua, his eyes flashed, and then Hongjun's eyes slightly closed and began to preach.

In an instant, the mysterious mantra of the Great Dao resounded through Zixiao Palace, allowing everyone to slowly immerse themselves in it.

"It's understandable that Qinglian can make Hongjun pay attention, but what is Bai Jun Longli worth Hongjun's attention? Or am I thinking too much?" Chen Hua, who was thinking in his heart, took a breath and listened carefully to what Hongjun said. The second sermon in Zixiao Palace was obviously much more mysterious than the first time.

Occasionally, Chen Hua couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he noticed the distressed and troubled people below. This master led the door to practice, and he taught the same thing to me. How much he could receive depends on his own.

The long thousands of years of time are nothing to the prehistoric beings, but the group of elite figures in the prehistoric world in Zixiao Palace have gradually been divided into three or six. In the prehistoric world, the division of status is undoubtedly the division of strength.

After the second preaching of Zixiao Palace, Hongjun disappeared again, but almost no one in Zixiao Palace left. There is still a hundred years left before the next preaching. If you don’t hurry up and understand the understanding of listening to the sermons for thousands of years, you will probably swallow it all and slowly get lost.

"Hey! My heart has been affected! Although these innate creatures at the beginning of the prehistoric world are very powerful, most of them are much worse than their state of mind. No wonder some of them have very few climatic people, and most of them slowly fall and die out!" Seeing the appearance of most of them with bitter faces, Chen Hua couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Now, the atmosphere in the Zixiao Palace has changed a little. They either think hard or scratch their ears and heads, completely losing the free and relaxed atmosphere before.

Even some people from the Creation line under Chen Hua’s seat, although they have been taught by Chen Hua and have made some achievements in their mood, are still a little confused and anxious.

"Bing Ling!" Instead, looking at the appearance of Shui Bing Ling frowning and sometimes closing her eyes and quietly sensation, Chen Hua couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This girl has a stubborn and tenacity, but unfortunately she is easily stubborn.

However, Hu Ling, who was standing beside him, may have been because of the fragments of the Jade of Creation, or because he was traveling through time with Chen Hua and had a wide range of knowledge, and now he is quietly closing his eyes and experiencing it. His body exudes a mysterious aura. His entire strength seems to be slowly improving, and he seems to have gained a lot.

For example, the ancestor Qingqiu, Zhen Yuanzi, Fuxi, Hongyun, Xi and Changxi sisters, etc., also had a quiet understanding. They all seemed to have gained a lot. Seeing Chen Hua couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "I am worthy of being the best among the prehistoric creatures, and I have a deep blessing. I am indeed grateful to the heavens!"

"Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Guiyin!" He turned to Chen Hua, who was in front of him, and couldn't help but flash a light in his eyes and said intimately: "Damn, it's like they have put on a cheating device. Their understanding of Taoism is too fast, right? This is the strongest among the six people, and has reached the peak of the Daluo Golden Immortal. If you go further, it may not be long before you can reach the Quasi-saint? Fortunately, this Heavenly Lord has gained some gains, otherwise you will really be caught up with it!"

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Hua took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly. The aura vaguely emitted on his body was much more mysterious than that of me who had the highest cultivation level in Zixiao Palace.

In a vague way, everyone around Chen Hua was slightly affected by Chen Hua. The aura on his body changed slightly, becoming more mysterious, and many people showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.

"The great way can only be understood but not expressed in words. Then you can understand it carefully!" Feeling the changes in the aura on everyone's body, Chen Hua couldn't help but think in his heart.

Even if Hongjun preaches, he will show the special charm of his debut through wonderful words, so that everyone can understand it more deeply. If only what he says, he will probably scratch his ears and be confused.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. When the familiar pressure came again, everyone opened their eyes at the same time and ended their previous thoughts and thoughts.

"Ancestor Dao!" A neat and respectful voice sounded from Zixiao Palace.

On the purple cloud bed, he looked down calmly. Hongjun nodded slightly and said calmly: "This is the third time that Zixiao Palace has started speaking. Before the speech, do you have any questions? You can ask!"

"I dare to ask the ancestor of Dao, what is a saint?" I spoke first, and my indifferent tone had a bit of Hongjun's taste.

He looked at me calmly, and then Hongjun slowly spoke: "Sage, I have never died after thousands of kalpas, and I have never died after all laws! Under the saint, all things are straw dogs!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and a low voice began to sound.

"How dare you ask the Taoist ancestor, how can you become a saint?" Yuanzu, whose eyes were burning, said hurriedly.

He glanced at Yuanzu indifferently, and then Hongjun continued to speak: "Under the way of heaven, there are three ways to attain enlightenment!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. Unexpectedly, there were three ways to attain enlightenment that could become saints, which was undoubtedly a surprise.

"First, to prove the Tao with strength, the strongest is the most powerful one, but the most difficult!" Hongjun's tone slowly spoke still did not have a trace of emotion: "Second, to prove the Tao, to cut off good and evil, and to himself, the strength is second to it; third, to achieve the Tao, to deepen the great merit, to break free from the shackles of the heavenly beings, to become a saint, but there is a suspicion of taking tricks and being the weakest!"

"Can you really succeed with your strength?" A cold voice sounded as Hongjun finished speaking.

In an instant, everyone was a little stunned, and turned around and couldn't help looking at Chen Hua who was talking. Chen Hua was looking at Hongjun with a cold look on his face.

His eyebrows hopped slightly, his eyes looked at Chen Hua with a little complicated look, and then Hongjun said, "There is still a glimmer of vitality under the laws of heaven, so it is naturally possible!"

"Maybe? Even the great master Pangu can't do it, who else can do it?" Chen Hua couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked and started to talk in a noisy manner. However, obviously, Chen Hua's words also made them almost calm in their hearts to prove the truth with their strength.

His eyes flashed, and Yuanshi couldn't help but shout at Chen Hua: "Caihua Tianzun, what do you mean by that? Do you have any doubts about the words of the Taoist ancestor?"

Hearing this, Chen Hua just looked at Yuanzu coldly, and then his eyes slightly closed.

"I dare to ask the Taoist Ancestor, I wonder how you became a saint?" Tongtian suddenly spoke and said to Hongjun.

In an instant, everyone was excited and looked at Hongjun with bright eyes. Even Yuanshi didn't care about being angry because of Chen Hua's performance.

Facing the burning eyes of everyone, Hongjun, whose expression changed slightly, said calmly: "Three corpses become saints!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel shocked again. Unexpectedly, even the first saint since the creation of the world, Hongjun, Daozu, was the three corpses who became saints. It seemed that the power to prove the truth was really unreal like a dream.

And because of this, it is too difficult to achieve enlightenment with strength, and it is rare to achieve merits. Therefore, in the prehistoric world, they basically followed the path of three corpses to achieve enlightenment. This is a later story, so I won’t express it for the time being.

"Daozu, I wonder if my brother Donghuang Taiyi and I may become saints?" A voice suddenly sounded, just as Di Jun, whose eyes were burning, said as if two fire balls burned.

On the side, Donghuang Taiyi, who looked calm, couldn't help but look at Hongjun with a little excited and expectant look.

Hongjun, who glanced at the two of them, said calmly: "There is a glimmer of hope under the laws of heaven. Both ability and failure are opportunities."

"Daozu, don't you know that my witch clan may have attained enlightenment and become a saint?" A gentle voice sounded, but Houtu was speaking.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Houtu, then Hongjun said, "It's only the opportunity!"

Hearing the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Chen Hua, who shook his head slightly, then said lightly: "Can you prove the truth outside the way of heaven?"

In an instant, everyone, who were slightly stunned, looked at Chen Hua.

He frowned slightly, and then Hongjun said calmly: "No one can know outside the way of heaven!"

"Can I prove it?" Chen Hua continued.
Chapter completed!