Rebirth of the Wilderness

As the Taoist Jie Yin slowly took his seat, the originally slightly strange atmosphere in Zixiao Palace gradually returned to calm, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake.

Everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the storm was over, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened.

Suddenly, the walking stick in the hand of Taoist Zhunti, which looked like an ancient tree, seemed to turn into a sharp wind and hit the Taoist Kunpeng next to him accurately, catching him off guard and causing him to stumble and fall from the cushion that symbolized nobility and glory.

Then, Zhunti Taoist sat down steadily on the seat, with a barely perceptible smile on his face, and said a few words coldly: "How dare you, a creature born from an egg, a man in fur and armor, dare to dare to lay your hands on this seat?"

This sudden action by the Taoist Zhunti instantly made the atmosphere in the entire Zixiao Palace tense again.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Taoist Zhunti, with various emotions such as shock, confusion, and anger intertwined.

Taoist Kunpeng was knocked off his cushion, and his face instantly turned ashen. He glared at Taoist Zhunti, his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

He never expected that the Taoist Zhunti would be so arrogant and unreasonable and openly attack him.

"Zhunti, what do you mean?!"

Taoist Kunpeng shouted angrily, his voice filled with anger and unwillingness.

However, Taoist Zhunti seemed not to have heard Taoist Kunpeng's angry shout. He sat steadily on the cushion, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his face full of disdain and ridicule.

The atmosphere in Zixiao Palace became subtle and tense again.

Everyone was guessing what consequences this action of Zhunti Taoist would bring.

Taoist Kunpeng clenched his teeth and his eyes were red, as if he would burst out with amazing power at any time.

However, just when everyone thought that a war was about to break out, a majestic and deep voice was heard in Zixiao Palace: "The path of cultivation focuses on cultivating the mind.

As practitioners, you have lost your composure to such an extent over a mere dispute over a cushion. This is truly ridiculous and lamentable."

This voice was like thunder, instantly sweeping away the tense atmosphere in Zixiao Palace.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in Taoist robes with white hair and beard who had appeared in front of the desk in the depths of the hall.

His eyes were sharp, as if he could see into people's hearts; his tone was calm, but it contained unquestionable power.

The old man was the master of Zixiao Palace - Taoist Hongjun.

His appearance made everyone present feel an indescribable pressure and awe.

They knew that everything that happened next would be decided by Taoist Hongjun.

"No noise is allowed in the hall. From now on, please follow the current seating arrangement and do not argue with each other."

As Taoist Hongjun finished speaking, the tense atmosphere in Zixiao Palace instantly dissipated, replaced by solemnity and awe.

All the practitioners calmed their minds and dared not act rashly for fear of angering this almighty saint.

Taoist Hongjun sat in front of the desk deep in the hall, his eyes sweeping over everyone present. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everyone's thoughts.

Although his words were soft, they were like heavenly sounds, clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, making people unable to resist and could only listen quietly.

Patriarch Hongjun’s words were concise and powerful. His words not only marked the end of previous disputes, but also served as a warning to everyone’s attitude towards cultivation.

He reminded everyone that the path of spiritual practice is long and difficult, and only by maintaining inner peace and concentration can one achieve success.

Afterwards, without paying attention to the reactions of the crowd, Taoist Hongjun began to preach.

His voice was melodious and profound, as if it contained the mysteries and wisdom of heaven and earth.

He talked about the essence of Taoism, the key points of cultivation, and the various mysteries of the universe, making everyone present listen with fascination, as if they were in a whole new world.

As Patriarch Hongjun preached, the atmosphere in Zixiao Palace became more and more sacred and solemn.

All the practitioners were immersed in this rare opportunity. They knew that being able to listen to Taoist Hongjun's teachings in person was one of the most precious experiences in their practice.

Taoist Kunpeng, who lost his seat in this dispute, was still unwilling and angry, but under the majesty of Patriarch Hongjun, he could only glare at Hongyun fiercely, secretly hating Hongyun in his heart, wondering how these changes would have happened if Hongyun had not been meddling in other people's affairs.

However, as Taoist Hongjun began to lecture, Taoist Kunpeng had to suppress his emotions and listen quietly.

He understood that only through continuous practice and enlightenment would he have the opportunity to change his status and make everyone no longer dare to look down on him.

As the sermon progressed, time in the Zixiao Palace seemed to become slow and long.

All the practitioners were silently absorbing the knowledge and wisdom taught by Patriarch Hongjun, and their souls were baptized and sublimated like never before.

The instigator of all this, Taoist Hongjun, always remained detached and indifferent, as if everything was under his control.

At this moment, the Zixiao Palace seemed to have become a mysterious place that connected heaven and earth and communicated with all things.

The minds and wisdom of numerous living beings have been enlightened and sublimated unprecedentedly here. They seem to have seen the mysteries of the universe, the true meaning of life, and the infinite possibilities on their own paths of cultivation.

The starting point of all this was that ancient desk and the profound and gentle voice of Taoist Hongjun.

Listening to Taoist Hongjun's sermons in person and comprehending the supreme truth of Taoism, many living beings felt that all their previous hardships and efforts were worth it. At this moment, the hearts of all living beings were filled with endless joy and satisfaction.

Time flies, and suddenly a melodious bell sounded in Zixiao Palace, suddenly waking up many living beings from the ocean of the Avenue. The hearts of those awakened people were filled with indescribable emotion and reluctance.

They knew that as the bells in Zixiao Palace rang, the preaching event in Zixiao Palace would slowly come to an end.

Many living beings know in their hearts that this short period of three thousand years is one of the most precious experiences in their spiritual career.

Here, they listened to the selfless preaching of Taoist Hongjun with their own ears, and comprehended many of the supreme truths of Taoism, which enabled their cultivation and realm to be improved to an unprecedented level.

However, good times are always short-lived.

When Taoist Hongjun announced the end of his sermon and told people that he would preach again in 30,000 years, a sense of loss and expectation welled up in the hearts of many living beings.

What was lost was that they were about to leave this place full of wisdom and enlightenment;

What they look forward to is that in the future they will have the opportunity to listen to the teachings of Taoist Hongjun again and continue to explore the mysteries of the Great Dao.

But before they could react, Taoist Hongjun waved his sleeves, and many living beings only felt a flash before their eyes, and instantly appeared outside Yujing Mountain.