Prehistoric: Good Fortune Tianzun

Chapter 28

Zhunti Daoist cried and cried, saying that he was about to hit the pillars of the Zixiao Palace, and the Zixiao Palace was stirred up and noisy. Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun’s best face, he couldn’t help frowning when he saw this.

“Presumptuous! Sage Dojo, noisy, how decent it is! If you die, you will die outside, and you will defile Sage Dojo!” An angry shout came from the original Tianzun’s mouth, and the pressure of Realm on the top of the Da Luo Jinxian radiated from his body. .

Zhun mention Daoist didn’t dare to cry anymore when he saw this, so he looked at those seats pitifully.

The ancestor of Hongyun was known for his helpful behavior in the prehistoric times, and he was hailed as the “good old man in prehistoric times”. Seeing Zhunti’s pitiful appearance, I couldn’t help but sigh: “Hey, this fellow Zhunti fellow daoist really has a firm heart. Poorly he came from the far west, across thousands of mountains and rivers, and experienced life and death. Tribulation, if you miss the opportunity because you don’t have a seat, wouldn’t it be a pity?” Thinking of this, the ancestor Hongyun would get up and give up his own seat to Zhunti.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun have been intersected for tens of thousands of years, and Zihua Xing stayed together. Seeing Hongyun’s air, why don’t you know that Hongyun will be kind at this time? One hand held Hongyun and pressed him firmly on the futon.

“Brother Zhen Yuanzi, what do you mean?” Hong Yun looked at Zhen Yuanzi with doubts on his face.

Zhen Yuanzi has a heart to choke Hongyun to death at this time, hating iron but not steel: “Brother Hongyun, since Sage puts six futons, there must be some reason. We have the opportunity, there is no reason to send it out. ?”

“But…you see, brother Dao, you must mention a fellow daoist, and you have sentient beings, but you can’t even get a seat. Wouldn’t it be the way for most of the Western creatures? The poor way is really unbearable!” Seeing the pity of Hongyun’s face, it seems that The next moment can shed tears for Western creatures.

“Hongyun ah Hongyun, you are really a piece of wood that cannot be carved! How can anyone push your own chances out! It’s fine if you don’t move today. If you give up your seat, the friendship between you and me will stop here!” After that, Zhen Yuanzi let go of the hand that was pressing on Hong Yun, waved his big sleeve, and closed his eyes.

The ancestor Hongyun looked embarrassed, sighed, and looked at Zhunti apologetically.

Zhunti Daoist immediately fell to his knees and pleaded to Hongyun, “I hope Brother Hongyun will pity my western creatures and give me a seat in the poor Dao! I will definitely repay the fellow Daoist’s great virtue by mentioning the grass knot ring!” Hongyun listened. Feeling extremely uncomfortable, he deliberately gave up his seat, and worried that Zhen Yuanzi would break off friendship with him, so he looked embarrassed and closed his eyes.

If you say that the people who don’t want to be the first in the world, they must be mentioned. Seeing that the ancestor Hongyun refused to give up his seat, he went forward to pull. Zhen Yuanzi shouted angrily: “Quick mention! You don’t want to cheat! Sage dojo did such a thing! Don’t get out of the way!” If it weren’t for Hongjun’s face in Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi would definitely offer a local script. Damn him!

Zhunti Daoist’s face turned ugly, and his face was cloudy. He looked at Zhen Yuanzi surly, and said to his heart: “In the future, I will definitely want you to look good!”

No one noticed, Zhunti quietly took out his companion Lingbao Qibao Miaoshu.

Sudden! Run the Spirit Power quasi-lift, and brush it hard towards Kunpeng.

Kunpeng was closing his eyes and rested at this moment, and did not realize that the crisis was coming. When he felt it, it was too late.

Kunpeng was Zhunti Daoist staggered, fell off the futon, Zhunti took advantage of the situation and sat down.

Kunpeng saw this eye canthus cracking, and roared: “Zhunti thief! An dare to deceive me!” As soon as he said that, he started running Spirit Power and was about to kill Zhunti Daoist.

At this moment, the bell of “Dang” rang, and Haotian and Yaochi stood in front of the crowd. “Sage is about to start speaking, fellow daoist, please stop making noise!” Kunpeng saw this and had to give up. He looked at Zhun Ti Daoist bitterly, and even hated Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun.

Suddenly, Hongjun appeared on the small cloud bed out of thin air, but the uppermost cloud bed was empty. Hongjun first bowed to the cloud bed above, and then sat on the cloud bed, and said: “Poor Dao Hongjun, under the guidance of Heavenly Dao, respect the master, good fortune, and preach for all living beings. The year is divided into three times, each for three thousand years. This is the first time. Since you have entered the Zixiao Palace, you are a person of destiny, and you will sit like this in the future, and your seat cannot be changed.”

“Yes! Respect Sage’s decree! Kow thanks to Sage!” Everyone below salutes respectfully and pays tribute to Xie Hongjun.

With a wave of Hongjun’s hand, the door of Zixiao Palace closed instantly, and then he began to preach.

“Dao can be Tao, very Tao; name can be named, very famous. The beginning of the nameless world is the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire, to observe its beauty; often there is desire, to observe its jiào (jiào). The two are the same. They come from different names, the same is called the mysterious, the mysterious and the mysterious, the door of all the wonderful…”

“To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet (dǔ), all things work together, I will regain it. The husband and the things are all, each reverts to its roots. Returning to the root means tranquility, which is called restoring life. Restoring life is always, knowing the ever is bright, not knowing the constant, Recklessness, fierceness. Knowing the constant capacity, the capacity is the public, the public is the king (wàng), the king (wàng) is the heaven, the heaven is the way, the way is long, not (mò) the body is not dying…”

“Subtle and difficult to understand, there are many doubters. How can I be clever? I have some misunderstandings, but I still know the night at midnight, Yan knows Wusi, but may not reach other things. It can also be verified to know longevity. It is available, the immortal has no seed ears. Those who are wonderful in the husband and the way are inexhaustible, and the close ones are not enough to say. Xi Geng, sang calluses, literary beauty, hard work for a long time, and great tactics, forgiveness Also. The husband’s head is full of air, and who is unhappy to live and fear to die? But the glory is snobbish, the plain jade skin confuses his eyes, the Qing business confuses his ears, the love of evil and the interests disturb his gods, and his reputation and reputation are hampered. The body, this is not called to come by, it is only accomplished without learning, since it is not ordered to be immortal, knows only by the poor, the knowledge is flexible outside of common things, Yunqing, in view of the realm of Xuanmo, the closeness of the name, and the mourning. How can a person with an electric speed in the gap abandon the credit for repairing, curb the hobby, cut off the desire for closeness under the eye, and achieve the far-reaching merits of cultivation?”

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Sage’s preaching is born out of the ordinary. I saw the smallpox falling in disorder, the golden lotus rushing from the ground, the fairy dancing, and a thousand spirits. The people below were utterly intoxicated, or enlightened, or meditating, or sorrowful or joyful, or looking up to the sky… all kinds of expressions, it is impossible to say.

Hongjun didn’t look at the three thousand great Luo Jinxian below, and talked to himself. Some people realize 30-50%, Realm quickly Ascension; some people are a little bit inferior, only realize 10-20%, the Cultivation Base is slightly loose, it is better than nothing; some people miss the road and have no understanding, so they have to hide their faces and sigh. If there is someone who has made a breakthrough in the Cultivation Base, Hongjun waved his hand to gather Spiritual Qi and poured it into his body to help him make a breakthrough.

Three thousand years passed quickly, and Hongjun’s preaching voice suddenly stopped, making everyone below feel extremely uncomfortable.