Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 528: Can’t Hear, Can’t Hear at All (Additional Chapter 220 for Silver Alliance Women’s Clothing Makes Me Stronger)

The Western disciples looked as if they had not eaten for eight lifetimes. They wolfed down their food, but they were all extremely shameless and did not feel ashamed at all to eat in public.

Gradually, some immortals were attracted there. The spiritual wine and materials collected by Jiejiao were extremely extraordinary, which they could not access on a normal day. If they did not eat them now, the obsession with "losing 100 million" would forever affect their Taoism!

A song called "A Good Day" and a buffet completely washed away the preaching atmosphere of the Biyou Palace.

The immortals did not dare to offend Duobao and Jiejiao too much. They ate a little, took a little, and then returned to their seats obediently, waiting for the sermon. Only the disciples of the Western Sect were not afraid of Duobao and continued to eat their own.

Duobao ignored them and started preaching on his own.

In the future, Duobao will become the Buddha Tathagata. He is not a thin man to begin with, and his body is a bit fat.

The pressure from the quasi-saint was released, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became solemn.

He has big ears and sits on the lotus platform with great momentum.

"I am a poor Taoist with a dull mind and shallow roots. I was never destined to attain the Great Dao. Fortunately, my benefactor accepted me as a disciple, taught me the Great Dao, and allowed me to listen to the holy voice. Now I have gained something, and I wish to share it with all the great sages."

Taoist Duobao started with a few humble words and then got to the point.

Guangchengzi was quiet, and Deng Chanyu had no intention of making trouble again.

If they make trouble now and completely ruin the sermon, Duobao will gain nothing, and these immortals who have come from afar will also gain nothing. It would be best to make trouble when he is halfway through his sermon. This way, not only can they hear something, but they can also take the opportunity to gauge Duobao's true level.

Nezha looked at the teacher and asked, Deng Chanyu shook her head slightly, meaning there was no rush, let me listen to two paragraphs first.

Although Duobao had never participated in the Zixiao Palace's sermons, his preaching style was almost exactly the same as when he gave a sermon at the Zixiao Palace, which was to start by expounding on the way of the Daluo Jinxian.

I don’t know whether it was the oral narration of Tongtian Sect Master or the information obtained from the saint’s cushion.

For Deng Chanyu, although she is not a Daluo Jinxian, she has seen similar preaching scenes thousands of times in the cushion. Duobao inherited from Tongtian Patriarch, and when Tongtian Patriarch preached in Zixiao Palace, the way of Daluo Jinxian heard was different from that of Nuwa. This sermon was still very useful to Deng Chanyu.

Three golden lotuses appeared in the auspicious clouds above her head. She used her own Golden Immortal Dao Fruit to the extreme, constantly confirming the great Dao that Duobao had described.

This kind of preaching time passed very quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and a month had passed. More than 90% of the immortals present were already a little restless.

The realms of these immortals are relatively low, some are even earthly immortals or celestial immortals. If you explain to them the path to becoming a Golden Immortal, the gap is so huge that they cannot understand at all.

They could not understand the content and could only absorb some of the Dao essence that was emitted during the sermon, turning it into their own inspiration and using it as nourishment for breaking through to a higher realm.

Deng Chanyu sat on the Nuwa cushion, and the Phoenix Staff and the Measuring Ruler emerged from the auspicious clouds above her head.

The Phoenix Staff comes from before Hongjun achieved the Dao, and the Heavenly Dao laws recorded inside it are somewhat different from those of today. It is a good opportunity for Duobao to preach to identify the many differences one by one.

The measuring ruler is simply a tool for calculation and measurement. Deng Chanyu's own cultivation is limited, and she cannot see what Duobao's great path is. The measuring ruler can "see". Duobao walks on the true path, sees through the reality and essence of things, and what he seeks from beginning to end is the truth.

This avenue can greatly increase his understanding, spirituality and blessings.

According to online articles, this avenue is like a cheat for some protagonists, essentially allowing them to avoid danger and seek good fortune in their daily lives. At a crossroads in life, with three options before them, they can eliminate the false one and then choose the one that best suits them. This was also a major factor in Duobao's rise from the second tier to the first tier.

In the future, when the Jie Religion is destroyed, he will turn around and go to the Western Religion, go undercover and become its leader. This is the power of the true avenue.

He won't make the worst choice, and there is more or less a bottom line.

Daji couldn't understand Duobao's abstruse preaching, so she was chewing on a piece of "nai". Nezha was staring at his teacher, ready to shout "I can't hear you, I can't hear you at all" at any time.

Deng Chanyu hesitated. She hadn't thought Duobao's teachings were truly true. Did Duobao really believe his teachings would be successful? Did he have something to rely on, or was he planning something else?
She couldn't help but look at the disciples of the Western Sect.

The Western Sect disciples ate the food for a month, and their bellies became round. Huang Mei was originally a handsome boy, but now he had a big belly, which looked weird no matter how he looked at him.

This Western religion doesn't seem to be conspiring with Duobao to do something, unless they are working together to bankrupt the Jie religion.

Taoist Duobao also expounded on his own Dao on the stage: "The ancient sages, when they moved, followed the natural course of nature; when they were still, they were profound and silent. They moved when they should move, and were still when they should be still. They had their own constant principles."

His speeches were very boring, and those immortals from the unorthodox sects could not understand him. The disciples of the Jiejiao sect were in the midst of a great catastrophe, so what he said went in one ear and out the other. The Chenjiao sect, Deng Chanyu, and the Western sect had a saintly inheritance, so they came to listen to a quasi-saint's sermon, and even if this quasi-saint was about to reach the realm of beheading two corpses, it was not worth their attention.

The more anxious Duobao Taoist is, the more boring his talk becomes.

He himself realized this problem and kept making adjustments.

Shen Gongbao from the Chan Sect was whispering something to Huang Long Zhenren. Huang Long had been whipped by Jiang Ziya before, and he wanted to faint quickly, so he took the whip with his face. His ears had been buzzing during this period, and he could not hear things clearly. What's more, Shen Gongbao's voice was particularly soft.

He was a little annoyed and couldn't help but scold: "Speak louder, I can't hear you!"

At this moment, Duobao's sermon happened to pause for a moment. The hall was silent, and Huanglong Zhenren's voice "I can't hear you" echoed in the hall.

Nezha shouted as if it was a conditioned reflex: "I can't hear you at all! You're trying to imitate a saint by speaking so quietly!"

Then I was stunned. Hey, that's not right? Who was shouting at the beginning?

A question mark appeared above the heads of Nuwa, Deng Chanyu, and Nezha, and they all looked over.

Yang Jian looked at Huanglong Zhenren beside him and said, "Uncle Master, you are so brave!"
Once the waves start to rise, they can no longer be suppressed.

Many immortals who had originally wanted to cause trouble began to make a fuss.

The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect spoke one after another.

"Yeah, the sound is too quiet."

"That's not clear. The explanation of 'when it's time to move, move; when it's time to be still, be still' is wrong. That's not what the Tao says!"

Even Bixiao pinched her throat and shouted under Yunxiao's stunned gaze, "There was a saying before: 'The way of heaven is to win without fighting, and to respond without speaking.' That was too simplistic! Do it again!"

(End of this chapter)