Honghuang: Oh no, the witch clan has produced an idea king! Chapter 030

Character name suggestions: Hongjun, Zixiao Palace, Wu Tian, Wu Clan, Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Xuanming, Houtu, Sanqing, Zhurong, Dijun, Fuxi, Jieyin, Zhunti

This sermon.

Hongjun started from the Heavenly Immortal realm!

As Hongjun expounded on the immortal path, slowly, in Zixiao Palace, there appeared phenomena of golden lotuses gushing from the ground and celestial flowers falling chaotically. Countless spiritual energies gathered, and laws fluttered like ribbons…

Everyone was immersed in it!

Even Wu Tian, who had already planned to cultivate according to the Wu Clan’s cultivation method and walk the path of “proving the Dao with strength,” listened with great interest.

The stones of other hills can be used to polish jade!

The sound of the Dao entered his ears.

Countless insights arose in his heart!

As Hongjun explained the cultivation of the immortal path, Wu Tian also verified his own cultivation in his heart, and the Nine Revolution Mysterious Art roared into motion…

His physical body felt a sense of hunger and thirst.

Even his Nascent Soul shone brightly, and the Primordial Measuring Heaven Ruler, suppressed within his Nascent Soul, slowly rotated!

Continuously emitting profound golden light.

Immediately, an incredibly powerful devouring force was generated, and the primordial energy and laws in Zixiao Palace surged over!

Being swallowed by Wu Tian.

A huge vortex formed above Wu Tian’s head, like a funnel, and countless celestial flowers and golden lotuses poured into it…

At this time, Wu Tian was not merely cultivating his Nascent Soul.

Instead, under the blessing of infinite Dao, his physical body, soul, and Nascent Soul cultivated simultaneously. The Nine Revolution Mysterious Art was indeed the most powerful method, with no flaws between the three!

Spiritual energy was refined by Wu Tian’s physical body.

The heavy power of laws caused the imprints on his soul to flicker again, quickly inscribing new insights and deepening his understanding of the laws…

Then, under the blessing of his soul and physical body.

His Nascent Soul grew rapidly!

Compared to Sanqing and others, the commotion caused by Wu Tian’s cultivation was not very large, but it attracted Hongjun’s attention.

The sound of his sermon even paused for a moment.

His gaze, filled with surprise, looked towards Wu Tian:

“How is that possible?”

“Isn’t he from the Wu Clan?”

Hongjun felt a great deal of confusion in his heart.

He felt more and more that there was something peculiar about this Wu Clan member named Wu Tian, as if he was shrouded in layers of clouds…

Making it difficult for even him, a Saint of the Heavenly Dao, to see through!

The Wu Clan cultivated with heavy turbid evil qi.

Logically speaking, they should be most repulsed by light and clear qi, which is innate spiritual qi…

How could this Wu Tian cultivate so smoothly?

Is this still the Wu Clan?

With a thought.

The sound of Hongjun’s Dao did not stop, and he looked towards Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, and others. The reactions of these Ancestral Witches were within his expectations!

Each of them was restless.

As if there were thorns under their buttocks…

Looking at the expressions of the Ancestral Witches, if the gate of Zixiao Palace had not been closed, these guys would probably have slipped away directly.

Hongjun nodded slightly!

This is a proper Wu Clan…

Then he looked towards Xuanming and Houtu, and Hongjun’s eyes also held a hint of deeper meaning. Houtu was fine, although she had developed a Nascent Soul early, which was beyond Hongjun’s expectations.

But in the end, she had not deviated much from the general trend of the Heavenly Dao!

But Xuanming was different.

Under Wu Tian’s audacious actions, Xuanming had obtained a seat in Zixiao Palace this time. As Hongjun’s sermon began, the futon under her seat continuously emitted a rich Dao, quickly suppressing the heavy evil qi in her body…

Countless innate spiritual energies surged into her body.

No longer being instantly eroded by the powerful evil qi of her physical body as before, but slowly circulating within her body according to the profound cultivation method!

Continuously condensing the power of her soul.

The of a Nascent Soul was about to form…

“Alas…”

“I wonder if the Heavenly Dao has changed, or if it was meant to be this way…”

Hongjun sighed softly in his heart again.

Then he slowly closed his eyes again, continuing to explain his carefree immortal path…

Soon.

Ten thousand years passed!

When Hongjun finished explaining the cultivation of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, Hongjun said faintly:

“Those at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, with their own laws perfected and their own Dao enlightened, can advance to the Quasi-Saint realm…”

At this point.

The sound of the Dao ceased abruptly.

The Dao, primordial energy, and laws permeating Zixiao Palace also slowly dissipated…

Everyone looked as if they had just woken from a dream.

They gradually awoke from their comprehension of the Great Dao, raised their heads to look at Hongjun in front of them, their eyes filled with a bewildered expression!

“It’s over?”

“What about the Quasi-Saint?”

“How exactly does one break through to Quasi-Saint… why don’t you continue speaking!”

Before they could speak.

Hongjun’s voice sounded again:

“Ten thousand years have passed!”

“This sermon has ended. The second sermon will be in three thousand years, and then I will explain how to achieve Quasi-Saint…”

After saying that.

He swept his gaze over everyone again!

Then his figure slowly dissipated…

Although everyone’s hearts were scratching like monkeys, they could not press further at this time. They could only look forward to it, while bowing towards Hongjun’s disappearing figure.

Thanking Hongjun for this sermon!

At this moment, two young Daoists stood up, and the gate of Zixiao Palace slowly opened…

“Whew!”

“It’s finally over!”

Zhurong Ancestral Witch couldn’t help but stand up.

He stretched!

The other listeners all looked at the Ancestral Witches with displeased expressions, and there was a feeling of indignation in their hearts:

We wish Saint Hongjun would speak more.

Yet you have such an attitude?

If they weren’t afraid to provoke them, someone would probably want to come up and “educate” the Ancestral Witches properly…

Zhurong’s gaze shifted.

A look of disdain immediately appeared on his face:

“What are you looking at?”

“Is there a problem?”

“Who here isn’t an innate divine being, who here doesn’t have their own Great Dao? Why bother listening to this carefree immortal path and losing one’s own foundation… Hmph!”

Wu Tian was calming his own magic power.

Upon hearing Zhurong’s words, he suddenly looked towards Zhurong, and a look of surprise also appeared in his eyes:

“Oh!”

“Zhurong actually thought of this?”

Normally, Zhurong was the most impulsive.

And because of his personality, he was the one who was beaten the most by Dijiang among all the Ancestral Witches. At this moment, he was still somewhat unrestrained in his speech, but it was not without reason!

“It seems I still don’t know enough about my brothers…”

In the original general trend.

The Ancestral Witches were not necessarily without any brains!

But divine abilities cannot contend with the heavens. Under the combined schemes of the Heavenly Dao and the Saints, even if they wanted to struggle and resist, what could they do?

Dijun and Fuxi, recognized as exceptionally talented and wise as the sea, didn’t they also fall?

Just then.

Zhurong suddenly shouted again:

“Not good!”

“Those two from the West have slipped away!”

Wu Tian’s thoughts were instantly interrupted, and then he turned his head to look at the place where Jieyin and Zhunti were cultivating. Sure enough, the figures were gone.

Looking towards the gate of Zixiao Palace again.

Only two golden lights could be seen shooting into the chaos…

Disappearing in the blink of an eye!

“Uh…”

“They ran really fast!”

The other people who had not yet left, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but frown. Originally, they were somewhat displeased with Zhurong’s grandstanding in Zixiao Palace, but at this moment, they no longer dared to cast reproaching glances.

Jieyin and Zhunti both avoided them like the plague!

How could they dare to provoke them?