Chapter 33 Penglai Dharma Assembly

Fang Yang walked into the demon camp, found a place with fewer demons, and waited.

He looked around, and felt like he was walking into the set of Journey to the West.

All around him were demons and ghosts.

Ninety percent of these demons were not fully transformed; those that were fully transformed were all in the Shamatte style.

Being in the middle of these demons, Fang Yang became an outlier.

Not long after Fang Yang arrived, a black-lipped demon with an afro and a purple pagoda dress came over.

"Dual cultivation?"

The demon raised her eyebrows at Fang Yang, swaying her body, and asked in a seductive tone.

Fang Yang was shocked. Isn't this too bold? In broad daylight, there are so many demons and immortals around.

He quickly refused with righteous words.

"My fellow Taoist, you and I have never met before. Why are you talking so frivolously? Please go back!"

The female demon did not give up. She did not allow Fang Yang to refuse and approached Fang Yang directly.

As she approached Fang Yang, she began to untie her belt.

"There is a saying in the human race that a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. Don't you want to..."

"Ah!"

The next moment, a purple shadow flew out.

The female demon fell to the ground and stepped back more than ten steps before stopping. She looked at Fang Yang and asked angrily.

"If you don't want to practice dual cultivation, just refuse. Why do you want to hurt others?"

Fang Yang's face sank, and he looked at the female demon with cold eyes, warning her:

"If this place is not Penglai Island, I will let you see your brain!"

His tone was cold and full of murderous intent.

The female demon met his eyes, trembling in her heart, her neck shrank, and she fled to the group of demons.

Fang Yang then retracted his gaze.

Dual cultivation? If this world is an ordinary fairy world or fantasy world, dual cultivation is fine.

He is not crazy for practicing dual cultivation in the prehistoric world!

After this incident, the surrounding demons no longer looked at Fang Yang. Demons who can attack beautiful women are usually tough guys.

Fang Yang closed his eyes and waited for the preaching of the Seven Immortals of Penglai.

After a while, the two demons closest to him talked loudly.

"Have you heard? Jiejiao has another master who is similar to the twelve golden immortals of Chenjiao."

"There are so many masters in Jiejiao?"

"Of course! In the saint sect, only golden immortals can be called immortals, and Xuanxian can only be called half-immortals or virtual immortals, while Jiejiao is known as the ten thousand immortals. Just think about how powerful Jiejiao should be."

"It is indeed extraordinary. Tongtian Saint has the sword formation to kill immortals, and he is the first person under Daozu. Jiejiao has ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage, and it is also the first sect in the prehistoric world. You haven't told me which master it is."

"It is the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, the disciple of Duobao Tianzun."

"It is her!? Isn't she the second-generation disciple of Jiejiao?"

"You don't know this. Not long ago, this lady broke through the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal. You should know that Senior Huanglong of Chenjiao is only at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal."

The two demons were talking, a fire fox spirit and a water swallow spirit.

When the two demons met, they casually discussed issues related to the saints without any reservations.

When they spoke, their voices were very loud, as if they were trying to attract the attention of the Seven Immortals of Penglai.

To some extent, the two demons did guess the thoughts of the disciples of Jiejiao.

The second generation of disciples of Jiejiao caught up with the first generation of disciples of Chanjiao. Jiejiao certainly wanted to announce it to the whole prehistoric world, so that the whole prehistoric world would know the reputation of Jiejiao.

However, the words could not be spoken by the disciples of Jiejiao. The three religions belonged to the Xuanmen, and the Three Pure Ones were brothers. If Jiejiao advertised everywhere, it would definitely damage the friendship between the two religions.

However, for people outside Jiejiao, there would be no problem.

The two demons saw this point, so before becoming disciples, they flattered them to improve their impression points.

Fang Yang listened to the discussion of the two demons and called them "Old 6" in his heart.

After waiting on the island for about five days, all the immortals, demons and monsters suddenly flew up and headed for the center of Penglai Island.

"What are they doing?"

"The Dharma Assembly is about to begin, hurry up and leave, we will occupy a good position."

There were many such conversations in the crowd.

Ding Ding Ding!

A faint bell sounded in the void, and the sound seemed to come from another time and space.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Hearing the bell sound, the monks flew faster.

Some monks were so anxious that they called out their mounts and rushed to the front.

Fang Yang was not in a hurry at all. He mixed in the middle of the big team, neither in front nor behind.

He just came to listen to the open class, and the good seats were left to the disciples of the Seven Immortals of Penglai.

Seven Taoist platforms were built on a square filled with fairy air, and seven immortals sat on the Taoist platforms.

These seven immortals were shrouded in fairy light, and their bodies could not be seen clearly at all.

"This Dharma Assembly is the same as the previous rules. Each of us seven people has preached for thirty years. How much we can understand depends entirely on our personal luck."

I don’t know which Jiejiao immortal spoke, but the Dharma Assembly started soon.

The Dharma Assembly is held every 100,000 years, and is similar to the Peach Festival, so there are not so many rules.

The Golden Immortal spoke, and his voice was clearly heard in every corner of the square, and no one could miss it.

The Taoism that the Seven Immortals talked about was all Taoism below the Golden Immortal.

The Dao cannot be passed on lightly. Even the most generous person cannot spread the core Dao of his own sect.

The contents of the Seven Immortals are all the fundamental laws of cultivation, and there is nothing too profound.

Despite this, Fang Yang felt very comfortable listening to them.

Whether it is his inherited memory or the cultivation experience of the Five Poison Boys, they are just the cultivation methods of casual cultivators.

How can the cultivation methods of casual cultivators be compared with the cultivation principles inherited from the saints?

Fang Yang absorbed the cultivation principles described by the Seven Immortals fiercely, compared them with his own cultivation methods, and then integrated them together.

Gradually, he had a feeling of enlightenment.

Alchemy, refining, refining poison, the cultivation system he organized by the Dao, all returned to a certain point.

All Daos return to the origin, all methods return to the origin.

"It turns out that this is the real cultivation of the Tao."

Fang Yang was greatly inspired. His realm did not change, his cultivation did not change, but he had attained the Tao.

In the past, he practiced just step by step.

Yin and Yang are just Yin and Yang, the Five Elements are just the Five Elements, Taoism is just Taoism, and alchemy and equipment are just alchemy and equipment.

Now, he has broken this cognition, broken this barrier, and entered another level.

However, on the surface, Fang Yang, like most cultivators with low comprehension, has not gained anything.

Other listeners have more or less improved their realms.

The Heavenly Immortal breaks through to the True Immortal, the True Immortal breaks through to the Mysterious Immortal, and the Mysterious Immortal has a law fluctuation on his body.

Fang Yang did not break through, and his cultivation only increased a little bit, but he was very satisfied.