Prehistoric: I Am A Blacksmith!

Seeing all the direct disciples in Tiantian, he didn't show jealous eyes, and he was a little relieved.

Cultivators should not value magic weapons, but rely on firm Taoism and perceive the fruits of heaven and earth to achieve the great path.

The performance of the nine direct disciples made him very satisfied.

"Today, we cut off the teachings and recruited disciples, the luck is prosperous, and the teacher wants to preach for you. How much you can comprehend depends on your own opportunities."

As soon as this word came out, cheers broke out in the hall.

The fastest way to improve cultivation in the prehistoric times is to preach and discuss the truth.

The preaching of a saint is a rare opportunity for hundreds of millions of years. Even if only one sentence is understood, it can stand up to thousands of years of cultivation.

If you fall into an epiphany, you can even raise several realms.

Everyone looked surprised, and some even cheered.

Lu Heng was equally happy in his heart. He was only a celestial cultivator, and what he needed most was a sermon to improve his strength quickly.

Listening to the saint's preaching requires calmness. Lu Heng immediately sat cross-legged, pressing down on his excited emotions, and putting himself in a state where his heart is as still as water.

Others followed suit and sat down and adjusted their own state.

The sky's gaze swept across the crowd, revealing a relieved face.

"The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog..."

A bell-like sound came out, and the mouth spit out golden lotus, and the words Zhuji.

In the hall, visions multiply, and the spirit of heaven and earth gathers together.

I saw Tongtian's whole body exuding the celestial light of the Qing Dynasty, and the atmosphere of floating outside the object enveloped the entire hall.

The purple qi in the void came thousands of miles away, and the colorful clouds drove the auspicious clouds.

The ground spring golden lotus is half-opened and half-closed, bursting with billions of golden light, and golden lotus is born on the light, paved the supreme road, and exhales immeasurable celestial air.

Above the crowd, there are fairies carrying baskets and spreading flowers, jade feet walking on the green lotus, and the fairy rhyme accompanies Dao Wen to shuttle back and forth in the hall.

A strong fragrance makes people comfortable physically and mentally, and the soul is sublimated.

Everyone melted into the rhyme of Taoism in an instant, and the magical power surging all over, carefully comprehended the avenue of saints.

Lu Heng only feels that the Taoist sound of the sky is pulling himself into the world of the avenue, surrounded by the Taoist patterns of heaven and earth, exuding immeasurable Taoist rhyme.

A mysterious feeling close to Taoism flows by itself in the body.

In order to take care of everyone, Tongtian started from the gods and gradually improved to a higher level.

The realm of a monk is divided from low to high: refining qi, refining qi to transform gods, refining gods and reversing the emptiness, and linking the emptiness to the Dao.

Then came Tianxian, Zhenxian, Jinxian, Taiyi Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, Zhushen, and Sage.

The saint is also known as the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and is the supreme existence of the primordial land.

As for the Taoist ancestor level, it is not something that Lu Heng can know. Only when he reaches the saint level can he know the specific division.

Lu Heng listened to the preaching of the saint while practicing the Shangqing Immortal Jue.

The Shangqing Immortal Jue is a prehistoric, top-level cultivation technique, which can reach the level of a saint by practicing to the highest level.

However, the Shangqing Immortal Art is the exclusive technique for Tongtian, only he can cultivate to the level of a saint, and others can only reach the quasi-sage.

After all, everyone's avenues are different. If you want to cultivate to the Hunyuan level, you must walk your own path.

The saint is too far away from Lu Heng, and he is still working hard to improve his cultivation.

Lu Heng listened to the avenue of the saints, while practicing the Shangqing Immortal Jue, the spirit of immortality surged around his body.

With a handful of mana, following the route of the Shangqing Immortal Jue, the vast aura around him, as if being drawn, madly poured into Lu Heng.

A series of blue auras condensed into a blue dragon, coiling around Lu Heng, forming a lotus platform for good fortune.

Boundless Dao Yun constantly scoured his body, and the whole body's essence, qi, and spirit were condensed and united with each other.

Under the heavenly immortals, refine the spirit and spirit, after the heavenly immortals, they need to be merged together.

When the whole body's spirits and spirits are gathered together, they can become true immortals, their mana soars, their spirits will not disappear, and they will gain endless life.

Lu Heng has a good fortune green lotus body, and his comprehension is comparable to the top grade innate demon gods, only slightly weaker than Three Pure Ones.

He could fully understand the cultivation methods taught by Tianxian and true immortals, and he could absorb immeasurable Taoist rhyme like a whale swallowing a cow, and his body aura gradually increased.

Duobao and the others are not weak with their feet and talents, each one is intoxicated, absorbing a lot of spiritual energy, and the surging coercion is surging around.

Among the disciples of the outer sect, a few showed bitter faces, as if they were not aware of the way they were talking to the saint.

If you want to comprehend the way of a saint, you don't need to look at the cultivation level, but the comprehension.

The expressions of the people were different, either laughing or silly, or dull or crazy, only the nine direct disciples had calm faces and were not affected by the sound of the Tao.

Listening to the sacred voices of the Dao Dao will reveal the truest self. All kinds of expressions and actions are subconsciously done by them and cannot be controlled.

Only a monk with a firm heart in Tao can not be affected by Tao Yin.

Tongtian squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone from time to time, very satisfied with the performance of the direct disciple.

Being immersed in the rhyme of Taoism, everyone has forgotten the time. In the hall, there is only the sound of preaching through the sky, spreading to the surroundings.

The battle turned and the stars changed, and the sea turned into a sacred field. In a blink of an eye, a hundred years passed, some of the disciples in the hall had woken up, looking around, or drowsy.

The disciples who woke up first had insufficient talents and could no longer listen to the saint's preaching.

Only nine direct disciples are still intoxicated in the Avenue of Saints.

The breath of Lu Heng's whole body changed drastically, and the surging mana condensed into a twelfth-grade lotus platform, arching it high.

The immeasurable spiritual energy mixed with the fairy light of the upper Qing, turned into a dragon, which shuttled through the limbs, hundreds of skeletons, and every meridian.

The whole body's essence, energy, and spirit are like three colors, intertwined in the pubic area.

"boom!"

A muffled sound spread, ten thousand golden lights like flying needles, shooting towards the surroundings, a coercion belonging to the real immortal, sweeping the hall overwhelmingly.

At this moment, Lu Heng was like a Qianlong surging across the river, his mana surging, and ripples like huge waves shocked all directions.

Fortunately, the hall was wide, otherwise the momentum of his breakthrough would definitely interrupt everyone's listening.

Tongtian felt the breakthrough of Lu Heng's cultivation base, and showed a slight smile.

He has good heels and savvy. It is only natural to listen to his preaching for a hundred years and break through the true immortal.

Lu Heng has broken through his realm, but he is still listening to the Dao, and at the same time he absorbs immeasurable spiritual energy to consolidate his cultivation.

The cultivation base of Duobao and others has slightly improved, but compared with Lu Ya, the improvement is not that big.

"Boom!"

As the last Dao sound fell, this sermon was over, many visions in the hall slowly dissipated, and the spiritual energy gradually subsided.

The nine direct disciples woke up one after another, all showing a trace of regret.

"At the end of this sermon, you and others all have insights and can build caves in the mountains on their own to consolidate their cultivation."

As soon as the voice fell, Tongtian's figure quietly disappeared.

"I'll wait for Master to be sent off respectfully."

(Ps: Sixth, please ask for flowers and give a reward! As of now, there is no evaluation ticket, is it no one to watch it?)*

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