Chapter 1110
: Evangelism in Chaos
"Ugh!"
Hong Yun shook his head and waved, and emitted a ray of spiritual light, which landed in Liu Yi's palm and said, "Let's see, Fellow Daoist Liu."
Liu Yi didn't say much, just put his divine sense into the spiritual light, and immediately saw a scene...
In the picture, the heaven and the earth first opened, and all things grow.
At that time, there were no heavens and worlds, no enemy world, only a vast and boundless prehistoric world.
There are many creatures in the prehistoric world, and even many natural magical powers are earth-shattering, such as the Kunpeng who is a Kun in the water and a Peng in the sky.
There is a red cloud, born shortly after the heaven and the earth first opened, becoming more and more intelligent, born a fairy, with extraordinary roots and outstanding aptitude, even if he idles around all day long, never retreats and practice hard, just wandering here and there.The cultivation base of this red cloud has also gradually improved with age, and it has reached the level of the innate god without knowing it, and it has become a sage without knowing it.
This is Taoist Hongyun.
He was originally formed by the manifestation of clouds, with a long lifespan, able to live a long and carefree life, and would lie under the blue sky when he had nothing to do on weekdays, wandering here and there, aimlessly.
Taoist Hongyun also likes to make friends, but his personality is frank and straightforward, but he is not likable. There is only one monk named Zhen Yuanzi, who has a very good relationship with Hongyun, and they are inseparable from each other.
On this day, a voice suddenly came from the sky...
"My Taoist name is Hongjun, and I will give a lecture in the midst of chaos today. Anyone who is predestined can come and listen to the lecture."
The voice fluttered, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and spread throughout the entire Great Desolate World.
From east to west, from south to north, countless monks all looked up at the sky.
Taoist Hongyun was playing on the shore of the North Sea, when he suddenly heard Hongjun's voice, he immediately flew up and flew towards the place where the voice came from in the void.
There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is Kun!
When Taoist Hongyun flew up, a big fish jumped out of the water and flew towards the depths of the void.
The void is vast, and how far is the way to hear it!
Daoist Hongyun was born as a cloud with extremely fast speed, while Kunpengtian had the above wings, and his wings hung ninety thousand miles into the sky, so his natural speed was extremely fast.
Many monks in the world were left behind by the two.
In ancient times, there were no scriptures and secret books, let alone the so-called orthodox inheritance, and there were no sects. The vast majority of monks relied on their innate instincts to collect the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and practice hard.This matter just confirms the saying: There are no secret books of exercises in the world. After someone has achieved success in cultivation, they will write out the secret books of exercises, so there will be secret books.
The era of Hongyun and Kunpeng is exactly an era where there are no secret books of exercises.
Ancestor Hongjun is willing to preach in the midst of chaos, no monk in the world wants to go.
It's a pity that Hongyun at that time was still far away from the Taoist cultivation base, and Kunpeng was not a demon master, let alone a Taoist monarch.
It took many years to cross the void.
Then he flew from the void into the chaos, and went to the place where Hongjun preached, and flew for many years.
At this time, Hongyun didn't even have Nian Jiujiu's scattered soul gourd in his hands, and the demon master Kunpeng's demon master's palace and Beiming halberd were still unknown.
Hongyun and Kunpeng, one in front and one behind, were separated by only a hundred miles, flying to the place of preaching along the voice of ancestor Hongjun who appeared from time to time in the void and chaos.
Although the two had never had a close relationship before, they had known each other along the way, and they had quite a friendship.
It took more than a thousand years for the two to fly to the place of preaching.
Zixiao Palace!
A hall, chosen in the depths of chaos.
There is a plaque hanging on the door of the main hall, with the words "Zixiao Palace" written on it.
There is a lantern hanging under the plaque, it is the Zixiao palace lantern.
Hong Yun and the demon master Kunpeng stopped at the entrance of the main hall one after the other.
The main hall has a radius of more than ten miles and is as high as a thousand meters!
Looking inside from the outside of the hall, I saw a Taoist platform standing in the depths of the hall, like a mountain.
There was a monk sitting on the altar. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his aura as thick as a mountain. It only made people feel that he was the sky, the earth, and the truth of the world... This is old Hongjun. ancestral.
In front of the Daotai, five futons are placed side by side, exactly the number of the five elements.
Among them were three futons, on which monks were already sitting.
One is a gray-haired old man with a peaceful appearance; the other is a middle-aged man who is not angry and majestic; the other is a young man who shows his sharpness.
Three of the six seats are already occupied, and only the fourth and fifth are left unoccupied.
"Please!"
Hong Yun nodded towards Kunpeng, stepped into the hall first, and sat on the fourth futon.
"Fellow Daoist please!"
Kunpeng followed closely and sat on the fifth futon.
Seeing Hongyun and Kunpeng sitting down, Patriarch Hongjun didn't say much, he just looked up at the two of them, then closed his eyes and didn't move.
Several years later, finally there were practitioners again, and they flew to Zixiao Palace one after another.
Same as the world, Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Luya, Sang Taoist, Gui Taoist, Lantern Taoist, Blood Sea Styx, East Prince, West Queen Mother, Nuwa...
There are so many, there are more than [-] monks in total.
Some of these monks are not even used to shrinking their bodies and transforming them into human beings. They simply stand in the middle of the hall in the form of extremely huge bodies. Some are hundreds of meters high, and some are thousands of meters long.
Seeing such a scene, Patriarch Hongjun transformed all three thousand listeners into human forms with a wave of his arm, and they sat in a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one rows.
There were only five futons in the first row, and the monks in the back were all sitting on the floor.
Hong Yun sat on the fourth futon, turning her head to look at the three thousand monks behind her from time to time, feeling overjoyed.Not only Hongyun was like this, but Kunpeng was also happy in his heart, only Sanqing who was sitting in the first, second and third seats, his expression remained unchanged, and he was not shocked by honor or disgrace.
"The time has come, everyone, listen up..."
Ancestor Hongjun glanced at the crowd briefly, and nodded towards the male and female boys guarding the inner side of the palace gate. The two boys were pushing a gate each, trying to close the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
"Wait! Wait!"
An extremely eager cry came from the chaos outside the hall.
But I saw two monks galloping hand in hand, their bodies gleaming, one holding a wonderful tree of seven treasures, and the other carrying a bright white long sword, appearing at the entrance of the main hall.
When the two little boys, a man and a woman, heard someone calling the door, they hesitated for a moment, slowing down the closing speed of the door.And these two monks, who seemed to be late, took advantage of the boy's hesitation and flew into the gate.
The monk with the sword on his back looks very rich, his body is full of fat, and he has a benevolent attitude, while the monk holding the wonderful tree of seven treasures has a sad face, as if he has suffered infinite suffering in the world, as if he is the king of heaven and earth. The most miserable person in the world...
The man holding the wonderful tree of seven treasures yelled and ran towards the Taoist platform: "I am so miserable! I am so miserable!"
This person is Zhunti!
The monk with the sword on his back is the guide, and his dharma name after countless years is Amitabha!
Soon, Zhunti ran behind the five futons in the first row, bowed to the old ancestor Hongjun, snotted his nose and cried, kowtowed his forehead until it was bloody, and shouted: "I'm so miserable!" , I was born in the wild and far west after the first opening of the world. I couldn't eat enough, I couldn't cover my body with clothes, and I couldn't find anyone to discuss the Tao and practice the Dharma. Speaking in the chaos, my brother and I came all the way, almost died in the chaos, and now we can't even stand still, but we almost couldn't enter the gate of Zixiao Palace..."
Hong Yun shook his head and waved, and emitted a ray of spiritual light, which landed in Liu Yi's palm and said, "Let's see, Fellow Daoist Liu."
Liu Yi didn't say much, just put his divine sense into the spiritual light, and immediately saw a scene...
In the picture, the heaven and the earth first opened, and all things grow.
At that time, there were no heavens and worlds, no enemy world, only a vast and boundless prehistoric world.
There are many creatures in the prehistoric world, and even many natural magical powers are earth-shattering, such as the Kunpeng who is a Kun in the water and a Peng in the sky.
There is a red cloud, born shortly after the heaven and the earth first opened, becoming more and more intelligent, born a fairy, with extraordinary roots and outstanding aptitude, even if he idles around all day long, never retreats and practice hard, just wandering here and there.The cultivation base of this red cloud has also gradually improved with age, and it has reached the level of the innate god without knowing it, and it has become a sage without knowing it.
This is Taoist Hongyun.
He was originally formed by the manifestation of clouds, with a long lifespan, able to live a long and carefree life, and would lie under the blue sky when he had nothing to do on weekdays, wandering here and there, aimlessly.
Taoist Hongyun also likes to make friends, but his personality is frank and straightforward, but he is not likable. There is only one monk named Zhen Yuanzi, who has a very good relationship with Hongyun, and they are inseparable from each other.
On this day, a voice suddenly came from the sky...
"My Taoist name is Hongjun, and I will give a lecture in the midst of chaos today. Anyone who is predestined can come and listen to the lecture."
The voice fluttered, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and spread throughout the entire Great Desolate World.
From east to west, from south to north, countless monks all looked up at the sky.
Taoist Hongyun was playing on the shore of the North Sea, when he suddenly heard Hongjun's voice, he immediately flew up and flew towards the place where the voice came from in the void.
There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is Kun!
When Taoist Hongyun flew up, a big fish jumped out of the water and flew towards the depths of the void.
The void is vast, and how far is the way to hear it!
Daoist Hongyun was born as a cloud with extremely fast speed, while Kunpengtian had the above wings, and his wings hung ninety thousand miles into the sky, so his natural speed was extremely fast.
Many monks in the world were left behind by the two.
In ancient times, there were no scriptures and secret books, let alone the so-called orthodox inheritance, and there were no sects. The vast majority of monks relied on their innate instincts to collect the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and practice hard.This matter just confirms the saying: There are no secret books of exercises in the world. After someone has achieved success in cultivation, they will write out the secret books of exercises, so there will be secret books.
The era of Hongyun and Kunpeng is exactly an era where there are no secret books of exercises.
Ancestor Hongjun is willing to preach in the midst of chaos, no monk in the world wants to go.
It's a pity that Hongyun at that time was still far away from the Taoist cultivation base, and Kunpeng was not a demon master, let alone a Taoist monarch.
It took many years to cross the void.
Then he flew from the void into the chaos, and went to the place where Hongjun preached, and flew for many years.
At this time, Hongyun didn't even have Nian Jiujiu's scattered soul gourd in his hands, and the demon master Kunpeng's demon master's palace and Beiming halberd were still unknown.
Hongyun and Kunpeng, one in front and one behind, were separated by only a hundred miles, flying to the place of preaching along the voice of ancestor Hongjun who appeared from time to time in the void and chaos.
Although the two had never had a close relationship before, they had known each other along the way, and they had quite a friendship.
It took more than a thousand years for the two to fly to the place of preaching.
Zixiao Palace!
A hall, chosen in the depths of chaos.
There is a plaque hanging on the door of the main hall, with the words "Zixiao Palace" written on it.
There is a lantern hanging under the plaque, it is the Zixiao palace lantern.
Hong Yun and the demon master Kunpeng stopped at the entrance of the main hall one after the other.
The main hall has a radius of more than ten miles and is as high as a thousand meters!
Looking inside from the outside of the hall, I saw a Taoist platform standing in the depths of the hall, like a mountain.
There was a monk sitting on the altar. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his aura as thick as a mountain. It only made people feel that he was the sky, the earth, and the truth of the world... This is old Hongjun. ancestral.
In front of the Daotai, five futons are placed side by side, exactly the number of the five elements.
Among them were three futons, on which monks were already sitting.
One is a gray-haired old man with a peaceful appearance; the other is a middle-aged man who is not angry and majestic; the other is a young man who shows his sharpness.
Three of the six seats are already occupied, and only the fourth and fifth are left unoccupied.
"Please!"
Hong Yun nodded towards Kunpeng, stepped into the hall first, and sat on the fourth futon.
"Fellow Daoist please!"
Kunpeng followed closely and sat on the fifth futon.
Seeing Hongyun and Kunpeng sitting down, Patriarch Hongjun didn't say much, he just looked up at the two of them, then closed his eyes and didn't move.
Several years later, finally there were practitioners again, and they flew to Zixiao Palace one after another.
Same as the world, Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Luya, Sang Taoist, Gui Taoist, Lantern Taoist, Blood Sea Styx, East Prince, West Queen Mother, Nuwa...
There are so many, there are more than [-] monks in total.
Some of these monks are not even used to shrinking their bodies and transforming them into human beings. They simply stand in the middle of the hall in the form of extremely huge bodies. Some are hundreds of meters high, and some are thousands of meters long.
Seeing such a scene, Patriarch Hongjun transformed all three thousand listeners into human forms with a wave of his arm, and they sat in a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one rows.
There were only five futons in the first row, and the monks in the back were all sitting on the floor.
Hong Yun sat on the fourth futon, turning her head to look at the three thousand monks behind her from time to time, feeling overjoyed.Not only Hongyun was like this, but Kunpeng was also happy in his heart, only Sanqing who was sitting in the first, second and third seats, his expression remained unchanged, and he was not shocked by honor or disgrace.
"The time has come, everyone, listen up..."
Ancestor Hongjun glanced at the crowd briefly, and nodded towards the male and female boys guarding the inner side of the palace gate. The two boys were pushing a gate each, trying to close the main hall of Zixiao Palace.
"Wait! Wait!"
An extremely eager cry came from the chaos outside the hall.
But I saw two monks galloping hand in hand, their bodies gleaming, one holding a wonderful tree of seven treasures, and the other carrying a bright white long sword, appearing at the entrance of the main hall.
When the two little boys, a man and a woman, heard someone calling the door, they hesitated for a moment, slowing down the closing speed of the door.And these two monks, who seemed to be late, took advantage of the boy's hesitation and flew into the gate.
The monk with the sword on his back looks very rich, his body is full of fat, and he has a benevolent attitude, while the monk holding the wonderful tree of seven treasures has a sad face, as if he has suffered infinite suffering in the world, as if he is the king of heaven and earth. The most miserable person in the world...
The man holding the wonderful tree of seven treasures yelled and ran towards the Taoist platform: "I am so miserable! I am so miserable!"
This person is Zhunti!
The monk with the sword on his back is the guide, and his dharma name after countless years is Amitabha!
Soon, Zhunti ran behind the five futons in the first row, bowed to the old ancestor Hongjun, snotted his nose and cried, kowtowed his forehead until it was bloody, and shouted: "I'm so miserable!" , I was born in the wild and far west after the first opening of the world. I couldn't eat enough, I couldn't cover my body with clothes, and I couldn't find anyone to discuss the Tao and practice the Dharma. Speaking in the chaos, my brother and I came all the way, almost died in the chaos, and now we can't even stand still, but we almost couldn't enter the gate of Zixiao Palace..."