I practice the Tao by blind practice

Three years may not be a short time for ordinary people.

However, for Zhao Qing, Sun Peng, and the Seventh Elder, such a big Luo Jinxian powerhouse, such a little time is really nothing!
Although Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian does not have the status of a saint, in terms of strength, this can be compared to the existence of a saint.

Those cultivators at the bottom may not know anything about it, but the Seventh Elder and the others are absolutely very clear about it.

A powerful man who can compare to a saint preaches, this is something that can only appear in legends.

Although this matter is not known to be true or false, no one should dare to make a move on this matter.

After all, with the consequences of doing this, there is probably not one person in the entire prehistoric land who can bear the bad consequences of this incident.

"Elder Seven, what should we do? Should we rush to Jinxia Island?"

After a short period of joy, the gazes of Zhao Qing and Sun Peng focused on the Seventh Elder.

According to their estimates, it should only take a few months to fly the spirit boat under their feet to Jinxia Island.

But estimates are not estimates, facts are facts.

With strength at Chen Hai's level, even with his talent, it would probably take three to fifty years to completely stabilize his strength in the Great Luo Realm.

This time, the Patriarch Panhuang, who can be compared to a saint, preached. If he can gain a little, maybe he can find a chance to break through the quasi-sage.

"The preaching of the powerful man should not be easily missed."

But now, before they really go to the outer space, it is necessary for them to recharge their batteries and adjust their own state.

"On this endless sea, let's find an island to temporarily settle down and adjust our state."

Even if they really rushed to Jinxia Island, it would definitely take a lot of time for them to find out the force that killed Ren Zhong, Feng Yingzi and both, and then kill them all.

"Meet Master!"

Wanting to go one step further to become a quasi-sage, he has always been clueless and has no way to enter.

The boundary of Ximan Mountain, the top of Black Narcissus Mountain, in the cultivation hall.

Nodding his head, Chen Hai sighed secretly.

During these years of retreat, the rudiment of his Dao Luo Dao Fruit has been truly condensed.

"Sure enough, the predestined person mentioned by the ancestor Panhuang does have certain requirements for strength and realm!"

Puzzled in his heart, Chen Hai muttered a few words to himself.

Chen Hai's question seemed to have caught him a little by surprise, with a complex expression on his face. After a little hesitation, he gritted his teeth and answered honestly.

The spirit ship soared in the sky. When an island more than a hundred miles away fell into the sight of several people, they drove the spirit ship and landed directly on the island.

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Qing and Sun Peng both smiled and quickly agreed.

Because of the ethereal Taoist voice, Chen Hai, who was in retreat, also suddenly woke up.

"The Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, who can be compared to a saint, has not appeared on this prehistoric land for at least tens of thousands of years."

If there was no such thing as Patriarch Panhuang's preaching, and the destruction of the forces that provoked the majesty of their Qixia Island, even if it takes ten or eight years, they don't care.

Over the years, he has been diligently cleaning up the fallen leaves of the Ten Thousand Mountains. Today, he straightened his body and put down the broom. His face was strange, and he seemed to be looking up at the sky with a little joy.

"I've been here too, and I haven't heard any strange noises at all!"

Although I don't understand why Chen Hai, the patriarch, asked this question, but after everyone looked at each other and nodded, they spoke one by one, denying it.

"Three years later, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian preached?"

Given his status, the death of two true disciples on the island was never considered a major event.

Seeing that it was Chen Hai, looking up at the Ten Thousand Mountains in the sky, he quickly looked away and saluted him respectfully.

"Wanzhongshan, you are sweeping the floor here, did you hear any unusual noise just now?" Stopping near Wanzhongshan, Chen Hai was straightforward and asked.

"Me too!"

……

He has stayed in the realm of Daluo Jinxian's consummation for hundreds of thousands of years.

……

After a few breaths, he appeared directly at the foot of the mountain.

"Meet the ancestors!"

"As for the matter of going to Jinxia Island, let's talk about it after hearing the sermon!"

In this training hall, he still has not come out of closed doors, just because he wants to stabilize his realm.

"Patriarch, I have been staying around here for almost an hour. I really didn't notice the abnormal voice you mentioned."

On this vast sea, accidents may happen at any time. In case, the route of the spirit ship under their feet is not right, and the route is slightly diverted. After this delay, a year and a half will have passed.

After seeing Chen Hai and recognizing his identity, everyone stepped forward to salute.

Not to mention the death of a concubine, even if his original wife died, he probably would have been lazy to care about it, and would have thrown it aside without hesitation.

Most of the disciples are retreating and meditating, but there are still many people who remain on the top of this fairy mountain.

Puzzled in his heart, Chen Hai had already stood up.

"Perhaps, only practitioners above the Da Luo Jinxian could hear the ethereal Dao voice from outside the sky just now."

Without much consideration at all, the Seventh Elder had already made a decision.

"Compared to this matter, what is the trivial matter of getting back face for Qixia Island?"

……

"My lord, do you want to ask Patriarch Panhuang about preaching?"

The main reason why he, the Seventh Elder, rushed to Jinxia Island in person was that one of the two people who died happened to be his concubine.

Today's him, in terms of realm, he is already in the realm of Daluo.

"Didn't hear any strange sound?" Frowning, Chen Hai's figure flickered, and the whole person had disappeared.

"Such a powerful person gives a lecture, once you miss it, you will really miss it!"

"Which of the two is more important, I don't need to say more, the two should be clearly distinguished."

He has already been promoted to Da Luo, but he has not yet stabilized his realm. In this situation, he just broke through and walked around a few times, which naturally would not have any impact on him.

"On this prehistoric land, are there any strong men of this level?"

"Can I ask, did you hear any unusual noises here just now?"

"I just don't know, what is a predestined person?"

While nodding in response, Chen Hai thought about it, he smiled and asked everyone.

How can such an important matter be missed?

After hesitating for a moment, he had already stood up and walked outside the training hall.

"Are you randomly selecting some people who have achieved success in practice? Or do you have certain requirements for the realm of strength, so that you can be regarded as destined to be with the ancestor of the emperor?"

But when he thought about it carefully, he also felt that it seemed very normal for the ancestor Panhuang to set such rules.

After all, when a strong man like him preaches, his words and deeds are probably full of mystery.

Ordinary people with insufficient strength may not be able to bear just a little dao rhyme overflowing during the preaching, and they will explode directly.

If you want to get in touch with the rules, only Da Luo Jinxian has that qualification.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this consideration that Pan Huang Patriarch made such a restriction.