Hongjun was quite proud of Di Jun and Donghuang coming to resolve this storm. Because on this vast land, there seemed to be only these two people who could control Chen Yuyang. For such a person who could break the way of heaven, the way of heaven was almost unrestrained to him. The only thing that could bind him was naturally blood and family affection.

Chen Yuyang did not have many acquaintances in the ancient land, a place where he was unfamiliar with people. Apart from his Qingyang Island, he valued the most was Di Jun and Taiyi. As for Tongtian, he was also considered to be incense, but he really didn't have too much affection for the rest of the people. Even Hongjun, who was reminded twice, did not have much favor.

After all, Hongjun is in line with the way of heaven, and that is a ruthless person. It is very irrational to talk about feelings with such a person.

However, Chen Yuyang did not seem to notice that among these great masters of the world, two women were constantly flashing their starry eyes and staring at Chen Yuyang, as if they were shocked by his aura of contempt just now. They could not calm down for a long time, and the admiration in their eyes kept flashing.

Which young man is not romantic, and which girl is not in love with spring? Even if he is a great master in the prehistoric world, he is still a fantasy of the white horse. In the prehistoric world, whether it is cultivation, appearance, or temperament, only Di Jun Taiyi Tongtian can be called the white horse, and the world's number one peacock that has not appeared in the prehistoric world.

However, whether it is Tongtian, Taiyi, Di Jun, their cultivation seems to be a joke in front of Chen Yuyang. Especially his melancholy and elegant temperament, he can be called a girl killer, making girls feel indescribable love and favor. The way of heaven and earth, the harmony of yin and yang, and the laws of nature, even those with great supernatural powers cannot be excluded.

All of these two women are beautiful figures. One of them is dressed in plain clothes like snow, looking clear and quiet, with a weak posture, like water, but his heart is as strong as the central land. This woman is the ancestor witch who loves the world and will be in the six realms of reincarnation in the future.

As for another, he has a flower-like face, pretty charming, and wearing a blue long gown, noble but a little charming. This is the Holy Mother of the human race, the Saint of the Demon race, and the Niangniang of Nuwa. However, Nuwa is still a saint at this moment, so she has a charming attitude of the Demon race. She stares at Chen Yuyang with a light biting her finger and smiles in a daze.

These two people showed a big man who was both above the prehistoric world and extremely powerful. Now they all watched Chen Yuyang express such a scheming expression. Fortunately, Chen Yuyang did not pay attention. He just waved his hand and followed everyone into the open Zixiao Palace. This time he came, first to listen to the sermon, and secondly to ask Hongjun for an explanation.

When Chen Yuyang's figure slowly disappeared into Zixiao Palace, next to Nuwa, a middle-aged man was extremely elegant, wearing a black Yin-Yang Taoist robe, with a feather fan in his hand, stroked his usual beard, and laughed: "Girl, stop looking at it, everyone has left, and you will become a husband-looking stone when you look at it again!"

Nuwa immediately came back to her senses and immediately spat in a charming voice: "Brother, I know how to tease me!"

The middle-aged man was Nuwa's brother, Fuxi, the great saint of the demon clan. Seeing everyone slowly entering, Fuxi and Nuwa were also the last Zixiao Palace to come to. The six cushions in the palace belonged to Hongjun to sit down. Although Yuanshi and I were seriously injured in the Three Qing Dynasties, they were still sitting in the chief.

Next is Tongtian, next is Taoist Taoist, Zhunti Taoist, and finally Nuwa. When Hongjun sat down and sat down one by one, Hongjun's body appeared again in Zixiao Palace, wearing a purple-red Taoist robe and a snow-white beard. He looked very fairy-like and indeed looked like a master of heaven and earth.

His eyes glanced at everyone below, then his eyes were concentrated on Chen Yuyang and said with deep meaning: "Boy, go bring a bed for Qingyang lay Buddhist!"

As soon as this sound came out, everyone made a noise again. Although they knew that Chen Yuyang had a high level of cultivation and powerful magic power, Hongjun sat down with his disciples, those who would definitely become saints were just a cushion in Hongjun's Zixiao Palace. Who was this Qingyang Taoist? He could actually let Hongjun move out of the couch. Such courtesy has never been seen before in the prehistoric world.

However, Chen Yuyang didn't pay much attention to these things. He stared at Hongjun's boy, the little boy named Haotian. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, and he looked very young last year! However, the emperor's aura had flashed between his eyebrows, and that kind of arrogance was exactly the same as Haotian after he became an adult.

Chen Yuyang knew that after the Lich War, this little boy from Haotian was named the Lord of the Heavenly Court by the Taoist Ancestor, the Great Heavenly Lord of Haotian. He is what everyone calls the Jade Emperor. Before he knew it, Chen Yuyang's eyes began to condense, as if he was considering something.

However, Hongjun actually moved out of the bed, so Chen Yuyang naturally had to sit down. Before he sat down, Chen Yuyang looked at Di Jun and Taiyi. After all, the two elders Di Jun and Taiyi were still standing, and it was not appropriate for him to do it. However, Taiyi responded to Chen Yuyang's gaze very politely and nodded.

Only then did Chen Yuyang sit down in the envious eyes of everyone, but his sharp eyes immediately turned to Hongjun. Hongjun smiled at him for the first time, but his smile was very slightly, very slight. It was not noticed. He was stunned for a moment again. Hongjun had nothing in the arson, and immediately spoke up.

Hongjun's preaching was like an eloquence, with golden flowers falling in the sky, from existence to non-existence, from birth to death, from nature to nature, to sentient beings of the great way, almost everything was included. However, this is Hongjun's third preaching, and the content is naturally profound, which is difficult to understand for the Three Pure Ones, while the rest are even more difficult to understand.

Some people even fell asleep while Hongjun was preaching, but even if they fell asleep, it was quite effective in improving their cultivation. This is the difference between the teacher of heaven and earth and ordinary people. Deepness is profound, but no matter who it is, it will be of great benefit to hear these.

Among these great masters and supernatural powers, Chen Yuyang is naturally the one who benefits the most. After all, he is already the supreme saint and even more a saint who breaks the way of heaven. His understanding of Tao is naturally incomparable to these people. Therefore, his head is full of flowers, constantly turbulent, showing a ray of surprise.

It has to be said that Hongjun's way is even more profound than what Chen Yuyang has realized at this moment. Hongjun's cultivation is too powerful. It is so powerful that it is indescribable that if you want to challenge Hongjun, Chen Yuyang's cultivation must be improved. However, listening to Hongjun's sermon is indeed a rare experience to improve his cultivation.

In a flash, three thousand years have passed, and Hongjun's path finally stopped. He glanced at everyone below again. Hongjun slowly said: "There is still something you can't understand, can you all raise it?" hf();
Chapter completed!