Honghuang: Fellow Taoist Emperor Jun, please show your noble hand.

Hongjun was frightened!

Yes, he was really scared!

Who would have thought that in the last 2000 years of preaching, Emperor Jun, who had been tepid in the past 1000 years, would be like a rocket, advancing by leaps and bounds, reaching the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, and even showing faint signs of the late stage of Daluo Jinxian. .

In other words, among the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace at this time, Di Jun was ranked first in cultivation, and his aura was three points more powerful than that of Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tong Tian.

"how so?!"

"There must be a secret in it. We must do everything we can to find out Emperor Jun's secret!"

"Who can take on this important task? Perhaps it can be given to Fuxi..."

With his eyes flashing, he finally had an idea, and a burst of magic power immediately entered Fuxi's body.

Fuxi is listening to the sermon, but the breakthrough of his cultivation to the current level is already his limit, and he needs to consolidate it next.

Only by thoroughly consolidating the foundation can we move forward.

But at this moment, a huge and vast mana suddenly poured into his body, and with lightning speed, it completely stabilized his still somewhat illusory foundation.

Immediately afterwards, Hongjun's voice sounded.

"Fuxi, you are a person with great opportunities, and you are the great power that I am most optimistic about."

"Now, I have an important task for you, which is to make friends with Di Jun and Tai Yi and find the secrets hidden in them."

"If this happens, I will not be stingy with rewards, even a holy throne..."

Excited!

Unparalleled excitement!

Fuxi's whole body was shaking violently, his lips were trembling, and he almost jumped up.

Speaking of which, his qualifications are slightly inferior to his younger sister Nuwa, but he is arrogant and arrogant, never admits defeat, and has been working hard to improve his cultivation.

Unfortunately, qualifications are more important than hard work.

He has always been overwhelmed by his sister Nuwa.

But now, the opportunity has come.

As long as he hugs Hongjun's thigh tightly, his cultivation level will continue to rise, and he will eventually become the second saint in the world.

As for whether what he did was against his true intentions, he didn't care much about how it could be wrong if the only saint in the world asked him to do it.

What's more, he was just exploring the secrets of Di Jun and Tai Yi, but not killing Di Jun and Tai Yi. He had no psychological pressure at all.

"Please rest assured, saint, I will definitely find out the secrets of Emperor Jun and Taiyi and complete this arduous task!"

Responding silently, he suddenly looked at Di Jun and Tai Yi, and a bold plan gradually appeared in his heart.

3000 years are fleeting.

Hongjun's sermon also came to an abrupt end.

"This is the end of the first sermon. 3000 years later, the second sermon will begin. You can practice on your own after you go back so that you can take care of yourself."

He didn't talk nonsense. As soon as his voice fell, he waved his sleeves and dismissed everyone.

Everyone was still confused. When they looked up, they had already appeared in the Zixiao Palace Square.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. If the saint can preach for a while longer, my cultivation will definitely reach a higher level. It will not be difficult to break through the late stage of Daluo Jinxian."

Zhunti slapped his thigh hard and shouted as if he was mourning for his concubine.

Jie Yin's heart tightened and he quickly said: "Junior brother, what you said is wrong. It is a great opportunity for us to get the guidance of a saint. How can we force it? All you and I can do now is to be grateful."

Zhunti was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and secretly said something bad. There was dissatisfaction with the saint in his words just now. If he didn't make up for it quickly, he would definitely be rejected.

If you want to say that he is also a smart-minded person, he rolled his eyes slightly and immediately shouted: "What the senior brother said is absolutely true. We are grateful to the saint for such teachings."

"No, Saint Hongjun has great achievements in preaching Taoism throughout history. He is definitely not comparable to ordinary saints. He is the ancestor of Taoism, or he can be called the ancestor of Taoism."

"Your Highness, Taoist Patriarch, please accept my permission to pay homage..."

After the words fell, he knelt down on the ground without hesitation, kowtowed and worshiped.

When everyone else saw this, their eyes almost popped out of their eyes, but seeing that the opportunity to flatter Hongjun was right in front of them, how could they miss it.

So, headed by Jie Yin, San Qing, Nu Wa, Fu Xi, Hong Yun, etc., and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had gained nothing from this sermon, they all knelt down and thanked Tao Ancestor for his teachings.

Taiyi, Chang Xi, and Xihe looked at each other and could only follow the crowd and kowtow.

Only the emperor stood tall and proud, only bowing slightly to salute, without any act of kneeling.

Feeling the sudden increase in luck on his body, Hongjun curled his lips slightly, revealing a happy look.

As soon as the title "Tao Ancestor" came out, he immediately became the real No. 1 in ancient times.

The original ill feeling towards Zhunti disappeared without a trace at this moment, but Di Jun, who was opposed to him and refused to kneel down, was even more dissatisfied.

"Get up."

A mighty and majestic voice sounded, reaching every powerful ear.

"Zhunti, you are fine."

"This is a blessed divine pestle, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that can be used to ward off demons and defend the Way. I will give it to you today."

A stream of light rushed out of the Zixiao Palace and fell into the hands of Zhunti. It was the blessing pestle.

Zhunti was overjoyed, tears of gratitude ran down his nose, and he knelt down on the ground again and said, "Thank you, Master Dao."

"I swore an oath from now on that I will travel throughout the wilderness and spread the sentiments of the Taoist ancestors who dedicated themselves to the great wilderness and died in exhaustion."

Seeing that Hongjun had no more instructions, he stood up with tears in his eyes.

At the same time, his aura also changed, becoming majestic and inviolable, like an enlightened Buddha, as if he was Hongjun's spokesperson.

After scanning the crowd, he finally stared at Emperor Jun and said indifferently: "Have you heard what Dao Ancestor said? If anyone dares to be disrespectful to Dao Ancestor in the future, I will definitely kill him!"

provocative!

Naked provocation!

Di Jun raised his brows slightly, showing anger and about to scold him.

But before he could speak, Taiyi couldn't help it anymore, stepped forward and shouted: "Zhunti, what do you mean by this? Are you implying that our brothers are disrespectful to Daozu?!"

Zhunti smiled coldly, raised the blessing pestle in his hand, and said, "Isn't it right? Just now, we all kowtowed to the Taoist ancestors, but only one person stood tall and bowed slightly. This is the best evidence."

"Dijun, Taiyi, I was afraid of you before, but now that our cultivation levels are about the same, and I have the blessed divine pestle gifted by Taoist Ancestor, I am no longer afraid of you."

"Speaking of which, in Zixiao Palace, you grabbed the futon without authorization, which is already disrespectful to the Taoist ancestors. This account has not yet been settled..."

His words were fiery, and he obviously had to put the label of "disrespecting Hongjun" on the heads of Dijun and Taiyi.

Of course, no one is a fool. Everyone knows that the reason why Zhunti did this was nothing more than revenge.

Jie Yin raised his eyebrows slightly and immediately stood next to Zhunti, Gong Huo said: "What my junior brother said is absolutely true. Some people are too arrogant and they really need to be taught a lesson."

"I wonder what fellow Taoists think, whether they are willing to fight to safeguard the dignity of Taoist ancestors..."