Hong Huang: My brother Bai Ze is definitely not a great cook

In the boundless chaos, there is actually a purple light in this area.

An extremely huge palace is located here.

Its appearance looks simple and heavy, and the fairy light and Taoist charm that it emits is extremely profound and unpredictable.

There is a unique cave inside this palace.

Looking at the entrance, at the deepest point, boundless Taoist rhymes are suspended and arranged, as if someone has specially sorted out these 'laws' and divided them into front and back.

In this palace, there are a total of six large pillars in the door, with a diameter of more than ten feet, three on each side, from far to near.

The Taoist rhyme on it actually exudes bursts of world power...

This pillar is the Nine Directions Great Thousand Realms, and...each one is stronger than Baichuan's Great Thousand Realms.

Don't say that Daluo Jinxian can't be killed, that's it? If Daluo Jinxian collides with all his strength, he may be hit half to death.

The name of this palace is Zixiao Palace! The name of the palace owner is Hongjun!

"How many futons are enough?" Hongjun sat on the futon in front of Wu Bian Daoyun, stroking his chin and thinking.

"Three thousand... should be about the same." Hongjun murmured:

"Let's start with three thousand. If it's not enough, add a few more."

With that said, Hongjun waved his hand, and three thousand futons were spread underneath.

After finishing the arrangement, Hongjun frowned slightly:

"Pindao has four disciples, and Fuxi and Nuwa are also good. The opportunity of this sermon is perfect for recruiting disciples."

As he spoke, six of the futons were tinged with golden light and landed in front of the other futons.

Well, this is how the Six Saints of Heaven came about...

After the futon was arranged, Hongjun's brows that had just relaxed were wrinkled again.

‘If I were just a poor person, I might be gossiped about. ’

A majestic saint, not even a boy who can sit down? Wouldn’t it make people look down upon you?

Thinking of this, Hongjun directly enlightened the two boys.

A man and a woman, two eight or nine-year-old boys with pink and jade carvings, red lips and white teeth appeared in front of him.

The two boys were at a loss for a moment, and then they knelt down directly on the ground:

"I've met the master!"

"Good." Hongjun nodded:

"You will be named Haotian from now on, and you will be named Yaochi from now on."

"Thank you for the name, Master!" Haotian Yaochi Chief couldn't kneel down.

"Go to the palace gate to practice." Hongjun said calmly:

"In the past few days, brothers, sisters, and powerful beings have come to listen to the sermon. When the time comes, you will open the door for them."

"Yes! Follow the master's orders!"

Without waiting for Haotian Yaochi to make a move, Hongjun raised his hand slightly and sent the two of them to the entrance of Zixiao Palace.

Communicating with juniors... Pindao is really not good at it.

"Long time no see, fellow Taoist Hongjun!"

A hearty voice sounded in Zixiao Palace, and only Hongjun could hear this voice.

"!!!" Hongjun's eyes lit up and he looked up into the void.

I saw ripples appearing in the void, and a figure appeared in the void.

Raise your eyebrows!

"Fellow Raise Your Eyebrows!" Hongjun quickly stood up and bowed:

"I've seen Taoist friend Yangmei."

"Hahaha." He raised his eyebrows and laughed a few times, obviously very happy:

"My fellow Taoist has finally attained enlightenment, congratulations!"

"Fellow Taoist, too." Hongjun said with a faint smile on his lips:

"My Taoist friend walked in front of Pindao, but Pindao didn't congratulate me. I'm really ashamed."

"It doesn't matter." He raised his eyebrows, waved his hands, and said with a smile:

"At that time, my fellow Taoist was still in the wilderness, and poor Taoists were not allowed to go to the wilderness. They could only watch the fellow Taoist from a distance."

"?" Hongjun said:

"Fellow Taoist, have you ever paid attention to Pindao?"

Unexpectedly, Taoist friend Yangmei is so powerful, and he can observe the poor Taoist Yu Jingshan in the chaos.

"Uh..." He raised his eyebrows and looked stiff:

"The poor man was expelled by the law of heaven without seeing anything."

"Sorry, friend Yangmei." Hongjun said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter." He raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"Fellow Taoist, do you have any clues about Pindao's return to heaven and earth?"

"Hey." Hongjun sighed:

"If you are not a poor Taoist, you will not fight for your fellow Taoists. This is actually the rule of the way of heaven.

Those who are Hunyuan are not allowed to enter the primitive world... This is for the stability of the heaven and earth, and for fear that Hunyuan will do something to destroy the heaven and the earth. "

He raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly:

"Speaking of which, fellow Taoist Hongjun, as the person closest to the way of heaven, do you know what the way of heaven is?"

"The way of heaven," Hongjun sighed softly, and then said:

"Actually, we have always regarded the way of heaven too highly.

If you say so, the way of heaven is a set of rules, a rule that guards the heaven and the earth. "

"The way of heaven is not a tangible thing, not a living thing, it only exists to guard the heaven and earth.

If you do meritorious deeds to heaven and earth, you will be rewarded; if you do wrong to heaven and earth, you will be punished; if you break the rules, you will fall into calamity; if all living beings are in chaos and their karma is in vain, they will fall into calamity.

The operation of heaven is so simple. "

After truly coming into contact with the way of heaven, Hongjun felt that he was just like a clown before waiting for others.

Do you actually think that Heaven has plans for the world?

This is not the case.

It's all about human effort.

"But..." Hongjun changed the subject:

"Heaven also has a theory of luck. Those with great luck are loved by heaven and earth, but it is often these people with great luck who do things like 'break the rules'."

After becoming a saint, Hongjun completely understood the ways of heaven and earth, and knew the ancient world like the back of his hand.

Heaven and earth are divided into three realms: heaven, earth and humans.

In the simplest terms.

It is the way of heaven that maintains the stability of heaven and earth.

Humanity is the will of all living beings.

The earth's way is to maintain the balance between the way of heaven and the way of humanity, and to maintain the rotation of all living beings.

This way of heaven may be the last legacy of God Pangu, it may be God Pangu’s last contribution to the prehistoric world, or it may be the evolution of heaven and earth in order to consolidate itself.

The first rule of heaven is:

Between the ancient world and the earth, if Hunyuan exists and is not a saint, it will be a disaster, which may destroy the stability of the world.

"That's it." He raised his eyebrows and shook his head, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes:

"In this case, I'm afraid this poor man will never be able to return to his primeval days."

"No." Hongjun shook his head:

"There is a way for poor people."

"What method?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

"Hedao." Hongjun said:

"Pindao is a saint of the way of heaven. He can fit in with the way of heaven, complement the way of heaven, and maintain the operation of the way of heaven."

He raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly:

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I have a question."

"Why ask?"

"The difference between the Heavenly Saint and Hunyuan."

He is not a true saint who has attained the Way of Heaven. All thoughts about the Saint of Heaven are just speculations.

"The difference..." Hongjun was silent for a long time and then said:

"Does it count to contribute to heaven and earth?"

Hunyuan is free and unrestrained, while the saints of heaven and earth must dedicate themselves to heaven and earth in order to have such a personality. It's that simple.

And why did Hongjun choose Chengtian Dao Saint?

The answer is simpler.

All living beings need a perfect and perfect way of heaven.

We need the most stable world here.

Therefore, Hongjun is willing to dedicate himself to become a saint of heaven and conform to heaven.

"If fellow Taoist body conforms to the way of heaven, what will be the consequences?" The voice with raised eyebrows became a little darker.

"No." Hongjun shook his head:

"It's just that one more observer can treat all sentient beings better."

"I don't believe it." He raised his eyebrows.