Xu Qian's preaching spread all over the world, and many cultivators came to Buzhou Mountain, but more people questioned Xu Qian.

But it doesn't hurt to listen to it, who allows the preacher to defeat the saint in the quasi-holy realm?

"What is the sacred, and the one who has reached ......

the pinnacle is also!", "What is the one who has reached the pinnacle, and the one who has mastered the order!"

"What is the order?

On this day, Xu Qian's body could not sit on the top of the mountain.

Feihe sent golden lotus and purple gas from the east...... All kinds of visions that were rarely seen in the past have emerged in the Buzhou Mountains, attracting the intoxication of many people who listen to the sermon.

What Xu Qian preached was the way of cultivation, and it was his own understanding of the myriad orders!

The sermon lasted for a day and a night without a moment's pause, and many monks all felt a sense of initiation, and even the bottleneck that had not been loosened for a long time began to faintly crack.

"Whew!" Xu

Qianchang breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt a little tired in his heart.

It is difficult to preach, not because it is difficult to expound one's own understanding, but because it is difficult to simplify one's own enlightenment!

What is the simplification of the great way? That is

, to explain the most difficult thing in the simplest terms, and at the same time, it must be taught to the monks of low cultivation, but at the same time, it must not cause them to lose hope in the way ahead.

"That's all for today, and in three days I'll be going to explain the way of quasi-holiness.

Xu Qian said that, he closed his eyes and began to nourish his soul.

After listening to the first day's explanation, everyone changed their opinion of Xu Qian, and no longer thought that he was arrogant.

In addition, the explanation on the second day is the way of quasi-sainthood, and some old monsters who have been in retreat all year round have also come to the foot of Buzhou Mountain with thick old faces, which has caused great shock.

"That's the Kunpeng Demon Master of the Ancient Heavenly Court!According to legend, he is the first person in the Ancient Heavenly Court except

for Emperor Jun Taiyi!" "The god of war of the Wu Clan, Xingtian!, I didn't expect him to come

!" "Quickly dodge, they are the four fierce beasts of the ancients!" "

Hey! Lu Quan, the son of Emperor Jun, is here!"

......

With a cry of exclamation, many quasi-saint powers between heaven and earth appeared.

A quasi-saint came to listen to Da Luo Jinxian's preaching, which may be because the former is boring.

But right now, this is almost all the Great Luo Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saint Powers in the Flood Wilderness!

With the arrival of these people, more and more living beings rushed to Buzhou Mountain one after another, and they divided their positions by strength by default.

The higher the realm, the closer you can get to the top of the mountain.

As for how many people came, according to the information obtained by Xuannu, the people who listened to the Tao eight million miles outside the Buzhou Mountain were in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Xu Qian, who had rested for three days, slowly opened his eyes, even though he had already made preparations, he was still shocked by the sea of people in front of him.

"Obediently, how many great powers are practicing in the world!" Xu

Qian sighed in his heart.

In the next moment, Xu Qian, who seemed to have noticed something, suddenly looked at the sky in the distance, and after a few seconds, he got up directly and made a gesture of greeting.

Who is coming?

The would-be saints gathered at the top of Buzhou Mountain also looked at Xu Qian's gaze.

It was a blood cloud, and in the depths of the cloud, there were two figures, one standing, the other sitting on the lotus platform.

"What's the situation? I'm not mistaken, that old guy in Styx is willing to let someone else sit on his blood lotus, and then he stands

?" "Xingtian, do you want me to run over and get your head back for you now?"

"Hahaha, then don't chase the sun until you die of thirst like last time!"

Xingtian and Kua's father, who are descendants of the ancient witch bloodline, are relatives, and the two joke with each other.

"Kunpeng, have you ever seen the woman sitting on the lotus platform?"

For this somewhat familiar face, Lu Jian had to ask the traitor of the former Heavenly Court.

"Poor Dao seems to have seen this face somewhere, but this face doesn't seem to be the same as Poor Dao's memory......"

Kunpeng sighed softly, and his face became more and more ugly as the memories that had been sealed in his mind for a long time were recalled one by one.

"This can't be, this can't be!" Kunpeng

muttered in disbelief after a moment, and his body subconsciously retreated, as if he wanted to get out of here.

"Kunpeng, who is that woman!" Lu

Jian was also a little flustered, if Kunpeng could be like this, then it would prove that this person's cultivation was definitely above Kunpeng, and he definitely had a holiday with the demon clan.

Without waiting for Kunpeng to tell everyone the answer, Xing Tian and Kuafu, who were joking with each other on the side, stopped abruptly, and there were two tear stains on their resolute faces.

"Xingtian/Kuafu, meet the ancestor of Houtu!" The

voices of the two ancient gods and demons trembled, and they knelt on the ground, as if they were young men who were alone and carrying a heavy load, and they saw their fathers who used to shelter themselves from the wind and rain.

Finally, the identity of

the woman on the lotus platform was revealed, and everyone understood why Styx would stand aside respectfully, and why Kunpeng was so afraid.

The two lich clans are already mortal enemies, and it can be said that if it weren't for Xu Qian's face today, with the character of Xingtian and Kuafu, he would have fought with Kunpeng and Lu Jian a long time ago.

And Houtu was one of the original twelve witch ancestors, and was sanctified by the Heavenly Dao Award for his great merit by incarnating reincarnation.

Under the saints, they are all ants, even if they are as strong as Kunpeng and Lu Press, when facing the saints, they are as small as grass mustard.

"I am not the descendant of the Wu clan, but the peace of the underworld.

Pingxin Niangniang's jade hand was slightly raised, and the soft power was like the gentleness from her mother, and she helped up Kuafu and Xingtian.

After hearing this, Kunpeng and Lu Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but soon the two of them realized other problems.

Isn't it rumored that Pingxin Niangniang can't leave the six realms of reincarnation

? Also, why did Pingxin Niangniang come here today?

These two questions are also the questions of everyone, including Xu Qian.

"The Tao you preach is very wonderful, and I am ashamed of myself, and this time I came here to learn the strength of Taoist friends and seek benefits for the people in my place.

Pingxin read the confusion in front of Xu Qian's eyes, and replied with a smile.

I see, the mother is here to hear the sermon.

Wait a minute, Niangniang has actually come to listen to the sermon!

The people who had just suddenly realized it were completely shocked.

The dignified saint actually bent down to the top of this Buzhou Mountain to listen to a big Luo Jinxian preaching? Is there any mistake?"

"Niang Niang sits casually, or will I give you a place?"

Xu Qian, who came back to his senses, smiled.

The reason why he preached was to make all the races owe him a favor, so that he could weaken the strength of the Sect as much as possible before the Great War of the Gods.

But who would have thought that Pingxin Niangniang would come here!

" Daoist friends don't need to be like this, poor Dao will come to listen to the sermon, just sit here.

Pingxin smiled faintly, and walked with Styx to sit down next to the bluestone where Xu Qian was.

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