The Witch Clan Sage of the Primordial Era

Chapter 171 Preaching
On Wudang Mountain, Su Ming sat cross-legged casually. In front of him was the great disciple Ao Han, beside him was the kneeling six-eared macaque, and in front of him was the creature who came to listen to the sermon. Cultivators, there are countless people down the mountain.

"There is a mixture of things, born from heaven and earth, lonely and lonely, independent without changing, traveling around without slack, can be the mother of the world, I don't know its name, the word is Tao." A huge avenue of martial arts is behind Su Ming Projected out, the vast momentum made everyone tremble.

33 Tianwaitian Zixiao Palace, seeing Su Ming explaining martial arts, Daozu Hongjun's face turned pale. After all, there is one more avenue of cultivation in Honghuang, so there will be fewer monks practicing Hongjun's immortal way. By the way, Hongjun, the ancestor of Hongjun's immortal way, , there are fewer avenues that can be fed back.However, the establishment of the Dao is a major event that will help the prehistoric world, and even the Dao of Heaven cannot stop it, let alone the fact that there is a branch of the Dao waiting for it.

"Taoism covers everything in the world, and all things can become Taoism. Now my way is that martial way."

"Martial arts practitioners forge their muscles and bones, refine their qi and blood, and combine their elements into one. Understand the natural truths of the world and understand the world. They stand floating like the wind, or they are as tall as a mountain, or as weak as water, and they are as quiet as a virgin..."

One Taoist ancestor preached, the Dao manifested, the heaven and the earth echoed it, countless endless truths gushed out, golden lotus surged, and the sky fell.The people below were fascinated by what they heard, sometimes they danced and danced when they heard the wonderful things, and sometimes wept for no reason...

In the void, the saints of heaven and earth frowned. When they reached their realm, they had already walked out of their own way, but this did not prevent them from learning from other people's way to improve themselves.

Su Ming, who was preaching, of course knew that the saints were listening to his preaching in the void, but he was not annoyed. Since he chose to preach to the wilderness, he was not afraid of being heard by others. After all, he chose martial arts, which is naturally convenient. Su Ming formed a cause and effect, and one side fed back to Su Ming.

9000 years and 99 years passed by in a flash, and Su Ming stopped silent when he talked about the Dharmakaya realm, the third realm of martial arts.

At the end of the sermon, the vision of heaven and earth disappeared in an instant. All the prehistoric monks who were in the state of enlightenment suddenly opened their eyes, and their faces were full of anger. Anyone who was interrupted by enlightenment would also be angry, but quickly hid it again. After all, getting angry at a Taoist ancestor is no different from courting death.

"I beg Martial Ancestor to take pity on our sincerity in seeking the Tao, and then explain to us." A monk in ragged clothes immediately knelt down and begged, and all the monks behind him knelt and begged.

The six-eared macaque that was still kneeling looked at Su Ming with burning eyes.He is talented and intelligent, and Su Ming's general preaching has already broken through to the martial soul realm of the second realm of martial arts, and he has awakened his own martial soul, so how can he be willing to be cut off from the Tao.

"I am the Martial Patriarch of the Great Desolation, and I should have preached three times for the people of the Great Desolation, and now the first sermon has ended, so you can go back and sort out what you have learned, and the next sermon will be 5 years later." Su Ming said, one share An irresistible force sent all the monks out of Wudang Mountain.

After the first sermon, a black and yellow air of merit descended from heaven and earth, but it was the sermon merit that descended from heaven and earth, and Su Ming collected it into the golden wheel of merit in a short while.The authentic way was born, and from then on, the merits of heaven and earth are no longer the merits of that day, but the real merits of heaven and earth, which come from the way of heaven and the way of tunnels.

During this martial arts lecture, half of the 360 ​​five monks on the mountain have changed to martial arts, and they have broken through to the realm of laws. The above monks have given them 5 years to experience it. Presumably they have experienced martial arts, and sooner or later they will change to martial arts.

When all the monks left, Su Ming looked at the six-eared macaque who was still kneeling.

"Little monkey, Hongjun's words are not passed on to everyone. Although I am not afraid of Hongjun, I don't even bother to want people that Hongjun doesn't want. You should go back." Su Ming said.Although Su Ming's cultivation base and strength are not as good as Hongjun's now, there is really nothing to be afraid of Hongjun.

In terms of the backstage, Hongjun has the backing of the Dao of Heaven, and Su Ming has the protection of the Dao of the Dao. Even if Hongjun makes a move in person, it will be supported by the authentic endorser of the Zuwu Houtu, the six sages of the Dao of Heaven?The prehistoric witch clan is the protagonist of the calamity, the first race in the world, if the six sages are not afraid of karma and death, they can make a move.

"I beg Martial Ancestor to accept the little monkey." The six-eared macaque quickly knelt down and begged.

"Forget it, my seat is still short of a well-behaved boy, pour tea and water, and clean the courtyard. If you suffer so much, you can go with me." Su Ming said.

The kneeling six-eared macaque at the side suddenly felt overjoyed, and quickly shouted: "Yes, yes, the little monkey is willing. Thank you Wuzu for taking care of you." Tears flowed down, and Su Ming didn't dare to see them, so he quickly wiped them off.

Ao Han, who knows Su Ming's character well, can't help but smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, he was so frightened by Su Ming's stare that he dared not make a sound. Han didn't dare to offend his master and be locked in that small dark room again.

"Since you are in my abbot's lineage, you should abide by the rules of my abbot's lineage. Your senior brother will tell you later. I am the ancestor of martial arts, and you are my disciple. You should take responsibility and abide by martial ethics! In the future, don't use your supernatural powers to eavesdrop on other people's ways, if you violate it, I will take back your cultivation and expel you from the abbot, and you will have nothing to do with my abbot from now on." Su Ming said solemnly.

Hearing Su Ming's admonition, the six-eared macaque looked terrified, and immediately knelt on the ground and said: "Disciple, keep in mind Master's admonition, and must strictly abide by martial ethics, and will not violate what Master said."

"Well, that's very good. Ao Han, take your junior brother back to Abbot Xiandao, and teach this little monkey the rules of the abbot's lineage." Su Ming said.

"Yes, Master." Ao Han clapped his hands and replied, "I wonder if Master wants to return to the Wu Clan?".

"No, the period of 10 years is coming soon. As a teacher, I will go to the underworld world from now on, and there will be no accidents guarding the underworld." Su Ming shook his head and said.

"Master, I'm worried..." Su Ming interrupted Ao Han before he could speak.The Taoist saints were still observing in the void that day.

"It's not something you can interfere with. Go back and talk to your mistress by the way." Su Ming said.

"Yes, Master." Ao Han answered with cupped hands, then grabbed the six-eared macaque, turned into a golden white dragon, and flew into the sky.

Su Ming raised his head and looked around at the surrounding space, showing a disdainful smile. Su Ming was ashamed of the dignified saint's deception.Su Ming's smile immediately angered Yuanshi Tianzun and other saints enough, but it was not easy to kill them directly. How could such saints keep their face?
A streamer put away the bluestone and disappeared on Wudang Mountain.

(End of this chapter)