White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

At this time, there were twenty-seven fruits left on the tree. Chang Yi couldn't help but sigh that these sacred things are precious, and there are only thirty of them in a hundred thousand years.

Instructing Jade Rabbit to find a dozen jade boxes, Chang Yi carefully took out a dozen sacred fruits and put them into the boxes one by one, and poured some Sanguang Divine Water into them to ensure that the spiritual energy was not lost.

Fortunately, the dream lantern will spontaneously collect the three lights of the sun, moon and stars after being refined, and produce a small amount of the three lights divine water, so Chang Yi will not feel too distressed.

For ordinary fruits, they must be taken at will, and they are not restricted to whom they are given to. However, Huangzhongli is the first spiritual root, and each fruit has its own destiny.

In addition to the three that he planned to give to Hongjun, he also planned to give two to the second leader of the West. After all, during the war in the West, he owed some karma and needed to return it.

The other thing is to give one to Dijun. Needless to say, plus two each for Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, there are ten in total.

In order to prevent other causes and effects, Chang Yi brought two more. They were soaked in the sacred water, so there was no need to worry about damage.

Because he had previously promised Yutu to take her with him when he went out again, Chang Yi could only tell Haoshentongzi to take good care of the moon palace and avoid any trouble.

Shen Tongzi didn't show any timidity when he got this important task. He beat his chest loudly and said something to reassure Chang Yi.

Seeing him like this, Chang Yi couldn't help but express her gratitude. She reached out and picked off one and divided it into two halves. One half was given to him and the other half to Fairy Zhilan, so that the two could manage it together.

The two children were overjoyed, kowtowed repeatedly and promised, and then respectfully sent Chang Yi away from Taiyin.

The time was just right. As soon as he left the Moon Palace, he saw the shadow of a god appearing in the sky, shouting for heaven.

"I am Hongjun. I have finally understood the Great Way and become a saint. I am grateful for how difficult it is for all living beings in the world to practice the Way. I will speak about the Great Way in the Zixiao Palace in the sky three thousand years later. All living beings can come and listen!"

Boom!

When a saint is born, all spirits worship him. Chang Yi also gets off his chariot to worship the saint.

As the visions of heaven and earth slowly disappeared, various immortal families in the ancient world heard the news and moved. Some who were too far apart had already set off, and those who were close also rushed there early in the hope of hearing more of the Taoism.

And those demons and immortals who are unable to go to the outer world can only sigh and miss the opportunity.

However, the powerful witch clan didn't react at all. They each have magical powers and specialize in physical cultivation, so they don't need to listen to the sermon. Only the ancestral witch Houtu was grateful for the saint's preaching and mercy and decided to go and listen to the sermon.

When Chang Yi arrived at Zixiao Palace, many people had already arrived, but there were no Sanqing and others. They were all loose immortals with Taiyi cultivation, whose origins were unknown.

When these scattered immortals saw Dai Yuejuan flying from the sky, they all retreated to the side and did not dare to block the road. In ancient times, the strong were always respected, so the sacred deer must be a powerful driver.

Arriving at the steps outside the dojo, Chang Yi walked out of the chariot. This place was no better than Wuzhuang Temple, so it was better to be more stable.

The immortals outside didn't know where this god-man came from. Although they had some guesses when they saw the Taiyue Dharma, no one dared to come forward and talk to him.

The sermon time has not yet come, so the door of Zixiao Palace is naturally closed. Chang Yi naturally did not come here to wait at the door to grab the futon. He brought Hongjun's token.

The spiritual consciousness was transmitted through the jade slip, and soon a Taoist boy opened the door. It was Haotian.

Haotian looked at the white-clothed immortal in front of the door who was avoided by everyone, and knew that this was the master's Taoist friend, so he bowed and invited him in.

Seeing the appearance of Haotian's Taoist boy at this time, Chang Yi felt a little emotional. Who would have thought that this humble Taoist boy would control the three realms in the future?

When the people outside saw Chang Yi being invited in, their eyes almost popped out of their heads. They immediately regretted that they had missed a great opportunity by not stepping forward to make friends with him.

After entering the second gate, Yaochi brought Yue Ling and Yu Ling to the backyard to entertain them, while Chang Yi continued to follow Haotian into the palace.

After entering the hall, Hongjun had been waiting for a long time. The saint was free from the three realms, and all the cause and effect of all living beings were in front of his eyes. He already knew that Chang Yi would come.

Seeing Taoist ancestor Chang Yi, he bowed to say hello, but Hongjun held him up with a whisk.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be like this. You and I are fighting together against the Demon Ancestor and we are already close friends."

Although Chang Yi was touched when he heard these words, he also knew that Hongjun would eventually join forces with Heaven to complete the Great Desolation, so it was appropriate for him to pay homage in advance.

"Senior has the heart to destroy the ancestor of demons and preach to the world. He is actually the ancestor of all living beings in the ancient world. It is appropriate for me to pay homage to him once or twice."

So Chang Yi saluted again. After hearing this, Hongjun no longer stopped him. He smiled and nodded slightly, feeling very happy in his heart.

After the ceremony, Chang Yi took out the jade box from his arms and handed it to Hongjun.

"This fruit is grown in the backyard of this junior, and the taste is a bit mysterious. Seniors may wish to taste it."

Hongjun naturally knew what it was, and was not reserved with him. He reached out and took one to taste, but he couldn't help but nod in praise.

"It's really mysterious! My little friend is interested."

However, he ate one and stopped using it. He ordered Haotian to take it and looked at Chang Yi with a smile. Seeing that his cultivation was solid and independent of cause and effect, he wanted to give him some advice, so he asked him if there was something unclear about him.

Of course Chang Yi would not miss such a good opportunity, so she told Hongjun about the problems she had encountered over the years. It took a thousand years for her to answer questions like this.

After Hongjun's tireless explanation, Chang Yi suddenly felt enlightened and refreshed.

It's just that the road to Daluo is mysterious and difficult, and many questions will arise as the realm improves slightly. However, he knows that past mistakes are too much, so he no longer asks, and silently digests them.

Seeing this, Hongjun couldn't help but secretly praise his Taoist heart for being stable. He didn't bother him and continued to comprehend the various mysteries of the way of heaven. After another thousand years, the sermon began.

When Chang Yi woke up from his enlightenment, he saw that Haotian and Yaochi had laid out futons, ready to welcome the immortal families from all directions. Just as he was about to go over and find a seat to sit down, Hongjun next to him stopped him.

"My little friend, just stay here."

He looked startled, but then he agreed. This was the fate between himself and Dao Ancestor, which others could not envy.

After a while, the door of Zixiao Palace finally opened, and everyone filed in.

Sanqing naturally sat on the left side of the six futons. How could the other loose immortals dare to move forward? They were willing but unable to do so, so they all consciously sat back.

But even in this case, others would push them to the back bit by bit. Thanks to the blessing of the Great Dao in the Zixiao Palace, as many people as possible could fit in, otherwise some people would be squeezed out of the palace.

After Sanqing sat down, Minghe, Kunpeng and Hongyun also came. Because Changyi was still behind the curtain, Hongyun didn't see it, so he sat on the sixth futon on his own.

He simply wanted to sit here and see what the Taoist ancestor looked like, so Kunpeng, Minghe and Hongyun sat next to Sanqing. When everyone was almost seated, the two leaders from the west finally arrived.

Although the two of them rushed here after receiving the news, the journey was too far and it took them three thousand years to reach it. The tired two people's steps were sloppy and their breath was unsteady.

When they calmed down, they saw that the six futons in front were all occupied. Although they expected it, their hearts sank. What should they do?

Recalling the desolate appearance of the West, if it cannot be favored by Taoist ancestors, when will the West prosper? For a moment, I felt so sad that I cried in the palace.

Hongyun hated seeing people cry the most, so he quickly got up and asked them why they were crying. It was okay if he didn't ask, but when he asked, the two of them cried even more fiercely.

(End of this volume)