Chapter Fourteen Preaching and Listening

Although people like Zhao Yu have some supernatural powers now, in the eyes of powerful ancestors like them, they are no different from ants in the yellow earth. The three old ghosts here were probably just joking, and they were only targeting the other party, but they didn't have the time to pay attention.

To say it's shameless is to say it's on the same level.

The Demon Ancestor of the Hundong Cave said: "Here, my Taichu Immortal World has become a hot cake, and everyone wants to take a bite. You are quite good at being in the air, and you show off your horses and horses. Those bastards are hiding in the corners and scheming secretly. It's really hard to teach People are angry. In my opinion, it would be better for you and me to join forces and drive them out first."

Emperor Tianxiao smiled and said: "What a good plan."

The Hundong Demon Ancestor's face dropped: "Are you laughing at my ancestor?"

Emperor Tianxiao smiled and said nothing.

Ancestor Hun Kong said leisurely: "Then you two will join forces to drive Old Dao out of the game?"

The Hundong Demon Ancestor laughed and said, "How come you haven't cultivated the elm knot yet? Why are you so smart?"

Emperor Tianxiao turned away, as if he was afraid of being infected: "Shut up."

Ancestor Hun Kong said: "The opportunity of the great avenue is unique. If you want it, he wants it, and the old Taoist wants it too. You can't share it with the left and right, but you can use your own methods."

Emperor Tianxiao nodded and sighed: "Now that I have seen Xiantian, I want to rebel against Hunyuan. Well... when it comes to you and me, that's all I have in mind."

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Yu Qiandao's face was expressionless. When he saw Zhao Yu coming in earlier, he suddenly felt worried. He also knew that Jiao Xuanli's strategy of intercepting people had failed. A person next to him smiled and said: "Why are you feeling unhappy, fellow Taoist?"

Yu Qiandao glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

How unhappy, why don't you know? If not, why have we watched him so closely all these years?

Across the endless sea of ​​clouds, Yu Qiandao's eyes fell on Zhao Yu without any emotion.

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There were still six thousand years left in the Taichu Immortal Meeting. Zhao Yu arrived at this time and listened to it for three thousand years. During these three thousand years, more than ten Taoist Lords and Golden Immortals took turns preaching. Every Dao Lord is unique, and Zhao Yu understands a lot from the Tao taught by each Dao Lord.

Under Jinxian Daojun and Daojun, there are two worlds. Every Dao Lord has a different view and explanation of the Dao. Each explanation is correct, but may not be suitable for others, but they all have something to learn from, which can often scratch an itch and make people enlightened.

Stones from other hills, can learn.

Zhao Yu became an immortal in one fell swoop, and his accumulation was not bad. But because of this, there are still many omissions at the two levels of true immortals and heavenly immortals. Listening to Master Dao's sermon now inspires many sparks of wisdom, makes up for the omissions, and completes the "Innate Dao, Chaos, Taichu, Universe, Universe, Light, Heaven, Yuanshengsheng Sutra".

This supreme and fundamental method is the foundation of Zhao Yu. Now it is gradually being replenished, making Zhao Yu's spiritual root of the Great Dao more prosperous and flawless.

Over the past three thousand years, more than ten Taoist monarchs have preached, including Yu Qiandao. The farther back the sermon is, the more powerful it is. Although Yu Qiandao is not the last ten, he is only ahead of these ten people. Its power can be seen from this.

Zhao Yu only listens to the Tao, and does not care whether it is to govern a thousand Tao or something else, he will listen to whoever speaks.

It's not because he has any enmity with Yu Qiandao that he is cynical and refuses to listen to him. That's what stupid people do.

When the last dozen golden immortals finished their sermons, Zhao Yu still had more to say.

By this time, there were no real immortals in the world in the palace, only heavenly immortals. And many immortals have reached their limit and can no longer listen to it, so they have to leave with regret.

There are still three thousand years, and that is the main event. But he couldn't listen, so he could only sigh.

The last Taoist Master had finished his sermon, and Zhao Yu thought about it for a long time. Looking up, he saw that there were probably only a few hundred immortals left in this vast world. Most of them are immortals in the Xuanzhen realm, and there are only a few in the Daozhen realm like Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu saw Taoist Xuanli and also saw Xianxia Xianjun.

I don’t know when he came here. He must not want to miss the highlight of the last three thousand years.

Zhao Yu knew it was the highlight, but he didn’t know the details. Since it is more important than the Golden Immortal’s sermon, it must be a sermon given by someone above the Golden Immortal.

As for the realm of people above the Golden Immortal, Zhao Yu didn't know.

Then he saw a majestic and boundless Dharma platform rising from the depths of time and space. Zhao Yu could not describe how high and how big the Dharma platform was. It is an existence that cannot be synonymous with a certain quantifier. It is just a big word, only this one word.

When Taojun preached before, there was no Dharma platform, but now the Dharma platform was raised, which is evident.

On the Dharma platform, at some point, there was a hazy figure. She looks like a fairy.

Zhao Yu tried his best to see and sense it, but it seemed as if it didn't exist. I only vaguely felt that that person should be deep in time and space, and his true body was not in the world of Daojun Palace.

Without further ado, he started preaching directly.

When Zhao Yu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then fell into the dark world.

There is probably an analogy. If real immortals or heavenly immortals preach, they use vernacular and are easy to understand. However, Jinxian Taoist preached in ancient language, which was difficult to decipher. So when this person preaches now, he is painting a picture and teaching you to see it.

It is something that is difficult to understand and even more difficult to express.

But that kind of Taoist charm made Zhao Yu intoxicated in an instant.

Time passes without knowing its coming and going, and on the Dharma platform, one earth-shaking figure after another explains the great road, there are seventy-two in total.

By the time these seventy-two mighty masters finished preaching, there were less than thirty listeners left in the world of Daojun Palace. During this period, there were two thousand years. Over the past two thousand years, hundreds of immortals could not bear the charm of the Tao one by one and left.

Each of these seventy-two great powers is more powerful than the last, and each one speaks more profoundly and wonderfully than the last. A trace of sound, a trace of Taoist rhyme, can burst the soul of a true immortal and submerge his spiritual roots. Only those immortals with profound knowledge, transcendent nature, and profound Taoism are qualified to continue listening.

Among these seventy-two powerful figures, Zhao Yu did not know the name of any of them.

The seventy-two mighty saints preached for exactly two thousand years.

After a hundred years of spare time, Zhao Yu carefully sorted out what he had gained and realized, and gradually turned it into his own. At this time, his realm has clearly reached Xuanzhen!

Every time he harvests a bit, he gets a key to unlock the secrets he has accumulated. While making up for the shortcomings of the fundamental method, the practice of Taoism has rapidly improved. The flower of the spiritual root of the Dao bloomed to its full thirty-sixth level and began to wither. A hazy grain of brilliance of the Dao sprouted and grew in it, and that was the Dao Fruit.

When the Dao Fruit is fully gestated, the Golden Immortal will also be watching.

Three years later, Zhao Yu opened his eyes and realized that there were only twenty-seven listeners left. Immortal Lord Xianxia and Taoist Xuanli were among them. Thinking about it, among the top 10 or 27 Xianxia Immortal Lords and Heavenly Immortals, even excluding Zhao Yu, she should be among them.

Then the Dharma platform rose again, to an infinite height. Zhao Yu looked at the Dharma platform, as if standing on the Dharma platform, he could touch the avenue by raising his hand!

Then he saw an infinitely majestic immortal and infinitely majestic emperor quietly appearing on the altar.

Then they saw all the Tao Lords, the Golden Immortals, and the Taoist Celestial Immortals all worshiping together: "The Emperor's Tao has no boundaries!"

Emperor Tianxiao!

As soon as he appeared on the altar, Zhao Yu knew that he was Emperor Tianxiao. There was no reason, he just knew it.