The Strongest Virtuous Saint in the Great Antiquity

I don't know if it's Song Yun's illusion. He always feels that someone is using his spiritual sense to detect him, and he thinks this person is Hongjun in front of him, but if Hongjun detects it, it shouldn't let him find out, right?

But this thought didn't exist for long, Song Yun let it go, he put on an attitude of indifference, anyway, I have no guilt in my heart.

After a while, the feeling of being probed disappeared, and at the same time, Hongjun officially started his speech.

Hongjun has said that the sermons in Zixiao Palace are divided into three times. The first time is about the Daluo Jinxian Dao, the second time is about the quasi-sage way, and the third time is the sage way. How much you can understand depends on each person's fate. .

This is the first time Daluo Jinxian knows that Hongjun has been talking about it for three thousand years. Most of the [-] red dust guests present are the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, and some of them are like Taiyi Tianxian. The reason why they can successfully come to the palace , or their practice is special, or their luck is very good, in short, it is the predestined law that Hongjun said.

Feng Xi also belonged to this type of people with great luck, and Song Yun brought her up, so she listened very seriously. After three thousand years, Feng Xi must have become a golden immortal.

Chapter [-] Went to Wuzhuang Temple as a guest, Kunpeng also came

】 Chapter [-] Went to Wuzhuangguan as a guest, Kunpeng also came to the most powerful saint in the prehistoric world Chapter [-] Went to Wuzhuangguan as a guest, Kunpeng also came. During these three thousand years, among the three thousand red dust guests who have not cultivated During this period, almost all the Taoists who came to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm were promoted to the Daluo Golden Immortal.

As for Taoists like Song Yun, who already had the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, they absorbed the golden lotus that emerged when the Taoist ancestors preached, and transformed them into their own mana to enrich themselves.

Three thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and when the crowd was still unfinished, Hongjun stopped the sermon, looked at the dream-like crowd, and said slowly: "Three thousand years have passed, the next lecture will be in a thousand years. ."

After speaking, Hong Jun's figure disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Everyone came back to their senses in despair and began to leave.

As soon as Song Yun got up, he noticed Zhunti's strange look at him. He looked up, but found that Zhunti looked as usual, as if he had not done anything, and followed his senior brother to pick up Daoist and leave Zizi. Xiao Palace.

"This shameless Zhunti, I'm afraid he's already staring at me, right?"

Song Yun couldn't help thinking in his heart at this moment.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi said, "Fellow Daoist Songyun, there is still a thousand years before the next lecture, and you and I are so lucky, why don't you go to the five villages in the poor road to sit?"

The fate of being the same innate spiritual root makes Zhen Yuanzi very close to Song Yun, quite a kind of brother feeling, so he will take the initiative to invite Song Yun to his Taoist temple.

Unexpectedly, Song Yun hadn't answered yet, but Hong Yun over there said excitedly: "It's very, very, very good. Daoist Songyun should go together. You need to know that the ginseng fruit in Zhenyuanzi Taoist Temple is the best in the world."

Seeing that Hong Yunguang was about to drool talking about ginseng fruit, Song Yun also smiled.

Zhen Yuanzi also laughed and scolded: "You lazy person, you are always thinking about my ginseng fruit, I am afraid that my ginseng fruit will not be enough for you to eat once a day!"

Looking at the casual joke between Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, he knew that the two were indeed good friends.

Song Yun was also willing to befriend Zhen Yuanzi, so he said with a smile: "Pin Dao is not in a hurry at the moment, but Pin Dao has been living in Fuxi's place these days, but he has to say hello. "

With that said, Song Yun turned back to look at Fuxi.

And that Zhen Yuanzi is indeed a good man, and he said generously when he saw it: "If that's the case, why don't you also go with Daoist Fuxi and Daoist Nuwa?"

The owner of the family has invited him like this, and Fuxi, a gentle gentleman, will naturally not refuse. He immediately replied with a smile: "In this way, I will disturb Daoist Zhenyuan."

Straightforward and unpretentious, Fuxi is really a friend worth meeting.

Song Yun greeted Feng Xi, and just as the group was about to leave the Zixiao Palace and go to Wuzhuang Temple as a guest, the Taoist Kunpeng unexpectedly came over, made a bow and said, "Friends, please stay, I don't know if you are poor. Did Dao have the luck to harass him?"

Hearing Kunpeng taking the initiative to speak, Zhen Yuanzi and others seemed a little surprised, because all of them had no friendship with Kunpeng.

A few of them didn't speak because they were surprised, but Hongyun, a good old man, likes to make friends, even though Kunpeng looks a little unattractive, Hongyun said happily: "It doesn't matter, since fellow Daoist Kunpeng has such elegance, he must be Zhenyuan. Son wouldn't mind, would he?"

When Hongyun said this, he also looked back at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi said in disbelief: "You Hongyun has already made the decision for me, what else can I say?"

After expressing the helplessness in his heart, Zhen Yuanzi also responded in a serious manner: "If Daoist Kunpeng is accommodating like this, it will naturally be necessary for a poor Daoist, please."

Kunpeng didn't have any dissatisfaction with the politeness in Zhenyuanzi's words. After all, he knew in his heart that he had no friendship with this group of people. It would be good if they agreed with you to go with him. What more could he ask for?

As for why Kunpeng suddenly remembered to go with their group, it was what happened in the palace before, especially the gun seat, which made him very concerned. Well, it was mainly Song Yun among the group of people. ...

Leaving from the Zixiao Palace, it was not as dangerous as entering. A group of people left Chaos without any risk, and flew straight to the Wuzhuang View of Longevity Mountain. After a while, a mountain with a lot of spiritual energy appeared in front of everyone.

Fuxi couldn't help but praise: "It's really a spiritual mountain, and Daoist Zhenyuan is lucky."

Zhen Yuanzi said modestly with a smile: "Haha, fellow Daoist Fuxi praised him."

After a while, everyone pressed down the cloud head and walked from the mountainside to show respect for the master of Zhen Yuanzi.

After walking up to the Taoist temple, everyone looked up and saw a pair of couplets attached to both sides of the Taoist temple.

These words are not exaggerated at all in the current prehistoric period. Only in the eyes of the later generations of the Journey to the West will they feel that the master is bragging.

Chapter [-] Everyone eats ginseng fruit, Kunpeng raises his doubts

】 Chapter [-] Everyone eats ginseng fruit, Kunpeng proposes that the most virtuous sage who confuses the world Chapter [-] Everyone eats ginseng fruit, Kunpeng raises his doubts. "Congratulations, teacher."

In front of the Taoist temple, there were two boys, one named Qingfeng, the other named Mingyue. The two bowed respectfully and sang, Zhen Yuanzi smiled warmly: "Clear breeze and bright moon, go to the ginseng fruit tree in the back garden and hit six ginseng fruit. , I would like to share it with fellow Daoists.”

"Yes!"

Qingfeng Mingyue immediately took the order and went to the back garden after taking the golden hammer.

Zhen Yuanzi led the crowd to the front hall of the Taoist Temple and sat down one by one.

After a while, Qingfeng Mingyue used a porcelain plate to ride six ginseng fruits, and each person carried three ginseng fruits and gave them to the six people in Songyun.

Seeing this, Hongyun introduced the ginseng fruit to everyone like a master.

"Friends of Taoism, this ginseng fruit is a congenital spiritual root. It blooms every [-] years, bears fruit every [-] years, and takes another [-] years to ripen, and it takes [-] years to eat the short head."

Listening to Hong Yun's excited introduction, Song Yun also looked at the ginseng fruit in front of him, and saw that he looked like a child who had not yet reached the age of three, with all limbs and facial features. Real people and not fruit.