Chapter 312 The enlightenment of preaching
"In this decisive battle, Tianzuofeng Yan Lan won, and all the disciples of Tianzuofeng people's sect will obtain a second-grade elixir of the human realm!"
The old man in charge calmed down, swept Yan Lan, and then shouted loudly.? ? ??
"Huhu, Yan Lan is great!"
The disciples of Tianzuofeng people cheered one after another. This was the glory of Tianzuofeng. What made them even more excited was that a second-grade elixir of human realm was an extremely precious thing for them. After all, elixirs that are of high grade have all left the category of ordinary grades and are taken appropriately, which is of great benefit to cultivation.
Qian Rong's body shook, and the brightness in his eyes gradually faded away. He shook his head in disappointment. He did not expect that even the most powerful Lei Kuang in the Tiangang Peak Sect was not Yan Lan's opponent. He wanted to teach Yan Lan a lesson, but it was probably a long time since he was nowhere to be seen.
In the middle of the open space, Yan Lan felt the long-lost cheering voice, and his thoughts opened again. Once, he had received such cheerful praise from everyone in the family competition. In just one or two years, the world changed.
Yan Lan pinched his hand and the sword light that surrounded Lei Kuang shattered and then dissipated.
Lei Kuang breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Yan Lan and said, "Junior Brother Yan, I, Lei Kuang, are not someone who cannot afford to lose. My defeat today has made me awake a lot. Thank you for this sword!"
Yan Lan smiled with a pursed lips. He thought that Lei Kuangren was as famous as his name, but he was a arrogant person like Zhao Lie. Now it seems that Lei Kuang is just quite proud, not a narrow-minded person who cannot tolerate dust.
"It's a lucky chance that I won over to Senior Brother Lei. Senior Brother Ruole doesn't mind, so why not make friends and have a companion on the road of cultivation."
Yan Lan bowed and smiled, showing his heroic spirit in his words. Now, his cultivation has reached a certain level, and he is no longer the ignorant young man who was ignorant of the world. Being in the Tiangang Sect, one more friend is better than establishing a strong enemy.
Lei Kuang's eyes lit up and he smiled happily: "I, Lei Kuang, can't ask for friends with Junior Brother Yan."
Yan Lan walked forward, patted Lei Kuang on the shoulder, and said, "When the selection is over, it will be no longer late for you and me to have a long talk, please!"
Immediately, Yan Lan and Lei Kuang returned to their disciples on their peaks.
Just after Lei Kuang was defeated, Elder Sun shook his head and sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect Lei Kuang to be defeated too. Yan Lan is really an amazing disciple. Old Man Ren, you have made a lot of money." After saying that, his eyes showed a hint of loneliness.
Elder Ren coughed lightly, stroked his beard and said, "Hehe, Old Man Sun, Lei Kuang is also an amazing person. His disciples have such a heart. Why both of us are immortal? Why bother to be upset? Tonight, I invite you to drink. On my mountain, there are good wines I made with Tianquan. After counting on my fingers, it has been decades, hehe."
When the wine was mentioned, Elder Sun's eyes lit up and his teeth smiled, "Old guy, why don't you say it earlier? If you say it earlier, I won't fight with you all day long."
Elder Ren shook his eyebrows and said, "If you don't fight with you, it will be less fun. Don't take it lightly. In the future, there will be many powerful disciples under my disciples."
"Old ghost, don't forget that you have been suppressed by me for decades. You can turn over once, don't be proud, haha!"
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Yan Lan sat cross-legged beside Zi Yi. Hearing that Elder Ren and Elder Sun were talking and laughing, he shook his head and smiled, and glanced at Zi Yi. He saw Zi Yi blinking her beautiful eyes and giving him a thumbs up, and whispering: "Brother Lan'er, you are so great."
"How can you be Zi Yi's brother if you are not good, right!"
Yan Lan grinned and was in a good mood at this moment, because all the things in her mind had fulfilled their wishes over the past period of time. Next, it was time to try its best to improve her cultivation and take the Xuanzong to take action.
Then, the selection of disciples of the Tianmen Sect was far more rigorous than the selection of disciples of the Earth Sect. After a battle of dragons and tigers, only one disciple among the four peaks successfully ascended to the Tianmen.
In fact, looking at the number of disciples of Tianmen of each peak, it has been single digits for decades, so you can know how difficult it is to enter Tianmen.
After the selection, it was Qinghong who personally preached.
Inside Tiangang Sect, Qinghong personally preached, only once in two years, so whether it is the disciples of Tianmen and Earth Sect or the disciples of the Human Sect, they all pricked up their ears and dared not be slackened at all.
Yan Lan also calmed down and saw Qinghong slowly standing up from his seat, sitting cross-legged in the void, facing everyone, with a calm and gentle look on his eyes and a quiet breath. Then he pinched the Tao seal with both hands, muttering words in his mouth, and countless wonderful ways of enlightening the Tao, and then he came out leisurely.
What Qinghong said was that he understood the way of heaven, combined with the supreme magic technique of Tiangangmen - the Tiangang Dayan Art, to analyze the mystery of all things and teach the way of cultivation.
After a while, Yan Lan saw Qinghong's auspicious aura and a clear light. Inside and outside the square, auspicious clouds fluttered, the ground was surging with clear light, and the rays of clouds echoed between the mountains, clear sounds echoed, and pleasant, a solemn and sacred scene.
Yan Lan's eyes showed a surprise and preached the Tao. Without using a trace of spiritual power, it caused such changes in the world. It was really mysterious.
As Qinghong's preaching method poured into his ears, Yan Lan suddenly felt calm and calm. He couldn't help but close his eyes. In his dantian, the Yuan Dan was involuntarily running, with a mysterious and strange operation route, which was repeated over and over again. He only felt that his consciousness was empty and his whole body was comfortable, and he entered the rare state of enlightenment again.
As Qinghong's sermon continued, the energy around Yan Lan became faster and faster. He felt that the heat waves in his dantian were rolling, and the energy was surging, which was both comfortable and uncomfortable.
One hour later, Qinghong finished his sermon and fell gently to the ground, with a smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and auspicious light flashed. He glanced at everyone, turned around and smiled at Qingyu and the other two, and then the four of them floated away at the same time.
At this time, only a few of the disciples opened their eyes and thought. The rest of the disciples closed their eyes and sat quietly, understanding what Qinghong said. There were also a few disciples with clear light hidden on their bodies and spiritual energy above their heads, and they had already entered the realm of deep understanding.
Yan Lan and many disciples sat quietly cross-legged in Tiangang Square. Beside him, Zi Yi also closed her eyes and concentrated her mind without moving.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the clouds gather and disperse. I don’t know how many days have passed, but Yan Lan just sat cross-legged here, not moving.
During this period, many disciples woke up and left quietly without disturbing those disciples who were still deeply enlightened.
Around Tiangang Square, there are several gray elders who are protecting the Dharma for their disciples. During this period after Qinghong preached, if those who hear the Tao have gained some wonderful enlightenment, their cultivation will be a thousand miles a day, which is incalculable.
As time passed, thousands of disciples woke up and left. The disciples left in Tiangang Square gradually had only a few hundred, then dozens of them were left, and in the end they were only a few.
Chapter completed!