bookcurios Chapter 307, Third Sermon
Chapter 307, Third Sermon
Upon hearing what Moro and the other man said, Di Jun merely frowned but did not say anything more.
He simply stared intently at the backs of the demons and the others.
After the demons left.
Di Jun did not hesitate at all.
He quickly came to Chang Xi and Ling Shuang's side.
He activated the Imperial Seal to suppress their injuries.
After all, the fall of Taiwei and a group of high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court had already dealt a heavy blow to the entire Heavenly Court, greatly diminishing its vitality.
If Chang Xi and Ling Shuang were to suffer any further mishap at this moment, it would undoubtedly be adding insult to injury for the Heavenly Court.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Heavenly Court will likely be heading down the path of decline and decay at that time.
Chang Xi and Ling Shuang are now suffering from extremely serious injuries.
Especially Ling Shuang, whose injuries were already quite severe.
Even with Chang Xi's help, the pressure of facing Evil Punishment did not diminish at all after Taiwei's fall.
Instead, it became even heavier.
Fortunately, this matter has finally come to an end.
Not only them, but all the high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court present were also covered in wounds and looked disheveled.
After this fierce battle, everyone's body was riddled with wounds.
However, the Daoist Master was about to give a sermon.
Despite their serious injuries, they could not remain where they were.
I still need to go and listen to the sermon!
Because everyone understands that this sermon is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that should not be missed!
Moreover, the Dao Venerable's Daoist temple is filled with an incomparably rich Daoist aura. If one can heal injuries here, the effect will surely be far better than recovering on one's own in the vast and boundless primordial world.
Therefore, Di Jun issued the order without hesitation, leading this group of high-ranking officials of the Heavenly Court to rush towards the prehistoric region.
However, on the way there, Di Jun still instructed everyone to clean the dirt off their bodies.
Upon receiving the order, everyone sprang into action, unleashing their magic in an attempt to completely remove the blood and dust from their bodies.
After a flurry of activity, although everyone's injuries were not fully healed, at least they no longer looked so miserable.
And just as they approached the vicinity of Zhou Mountain.
Suddenly, everything in front of me spun around.
They suddenly appeared on the square outside Hongyuan Palace.
At this moment, in the square.
The demon race, the three races of dragon, phoenix and qilin, as well as a group of powerful figures, have all taken their seats.
Even the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches have appeared.
They had already sat down on the prayer cushions almost completely.
However, a closer look reveals that the number of prayer cushions in the square has changed dramatically compared to the last time.
Back then, there were a total of 66,666 prayer cushions placed here, densely covering the entire square, creating a truly spectacular scene.
But now?
The number of prayer cushions placed here has decreased by a full 30%.
Only 40,000 seats remain.
Di Jun's gaze slowly swept over the prayer mats present, and an indescribable sorrow welled up in his heart.
He knew very well that the missing prayer cushions represented the number of people who had perished in the previous great battle between their demon race and the demon race.
And the vast majority of them were members of their demon race.
How could this not break his heart?!
Although their demon race is now the number one power in the prehistoric world.
But so many Grand Luo Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints have perished.
That's a serious injury!
The arrival of the demon race also drew everyone's attention.
Especially the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches, when they saw the current number of demons.
He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
The number of deaths is a bit outrageous.
The demons and others paid no attention to the gazes of the others.
He simply looked at the demons sitting on the futons.
A hint of coldness flashed in their eyes.
They then silently went to their respective seats and sat down.
He then closed his eyes to rest and heal his injuries.
Chang Xi and Ling Shuang sat beside Di Jun. Although their injuries were serious, their breathing had become much more stable under the suppression of the Imperial Seal.
They closed their eyes and regulated their breathing, their bodies radiating a faint moonlight that resonated with the Taoist aura permeating the square.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Until all who had heard the word were seated.
Suddenly, a clear and melodious bell rang out.
"clang!"
Like a great bell, its sound resounds through the heavens and echoes throughout the universe.
The sound of the bell carried the vicissitudes of time, yet seemed to come from the future, echoing in everyone's consciousness, cleansing their souls, and inspiring awe involuntarily.
In the square, everyone's spirits lifted, and they all looked up at the void.
Above, auspicious clouds gathered, and thousands of streams of lucky energy appeared.
Boundless purple clouds rise from the east, and rosy clouds reflect across the west.
In the void, the Daoist rhythm flowed, the laws manifested, and countless Daoist runes flickered between heaven and earth.
Hong Yuan's figure slowly stepped forward.
Behind him stood nine Great Primordial Chaos Realm cultivators, including Yang Mei, Luo Hou, and Shen Ni.
With each step they took, it seemed as if they were treading on the very fabric of heaven and earth, causing ripples to spread through the void.
The ten Great Primordial Immortals arrived together, shaking heaven and earth.
In the void, the Great Dao manifests, and the laws intertwine, forming a magnificent picture.
"Greetings, Daoist Master! Greetings, all the Ancestors!"
In the square, everyone bowed in unison, their voices resounding throughout the heavens and the earth.
Whether it was the Three Pure Ones, the Ancestral Witches, or Emperor Jun and Mo Luo, they all bowed respectfully at this moment, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
Hong Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
They made no comment on the fact that the number of demons and monsters had become scarce.
He simply said calmly, "This lecture will focus on the realms of Primordial Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint. Listen carefully!"
Although he had already said it before.
But ultimately, it was still a bit too general.
So he plans to explain it in detail this time.
The goal is to enable all those below to reach the Quasi-Saint realm.
That's what makes it interesting to fight...
He then nodded slightly to Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, and Shen Ni.
Previously, after the last sermon.
He then told Yang Mei and the others about the sermon.
Presented by Yuan Feng, Shi Qilin, and Shen Ni.
As for Yang Mei, Wu Xing, Ying Guo, and Qian Kun, they will be left for the next time.
Shen Ni, Yuan Feng, and Shi Qilin saw this.
He strode out and walked straight out.
With each step they took, they resonated with the heavens and earth, and the Great Dao manifested.
Yuan Feng spoke first, her voice clear and melodious like a phoenix's cry, even more so like celestial music, penetrating straight to the heart:
"A quasi-saint is one who severs the three corpses, cutting off all good and evil attachments within oneself. The good corpse is formed from good thoughts, the evil corpse is gathered from evil thoughts, and the attachment corpse is born from attachments. Only by severing all three corpses can one transcend oneself and attain the Primordial Great Luo..."