Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 171 Hao Feng preaches! Luck rises again!
As expected of a powerful race inherited from ancient times, they are really patient.

Jiang Haofeng looked at Ao Guang's departing figure and chuckled. Nowadays, the human race has not gained a deep foothold, and its relationship with the dragon race is only related to the last time he visited Zhulong. There was only one thing that was mentioned, and that was the human-dragon alliance. The human race led the dragon race to obtain the power of merit in order to wash away their own karma.

Nowadays, the only thing that can impress the dragon clan is merit.

Jiang Haofeng dared to conclude that Ao Guang came here this time with the intention of inquiring about this merit and establishing a good relationship with the human race.

However, Ao Guang was a man of great patience. He did not mention anything about the merits, but only expressed congratulations.

It seems that they want to establish a relationship with the human race first, and then talk about merits and virtues. This is good. Although the human race is not as good as before, it still lacks compared to the great tribes of the ancient times, and it still needs time to develop. It is not a bad idea to talk about the matter of the dragon race later!

Moreover, the establishment of relationship with the Dragon Clan in the past was the plan of Emperor Fuxi. As for the affairs of the Dragon Clan, let’s wait until Emperor Fuxi is born.

Now all we need to do is to establish good relations with the dragon clan.

As he spoke, Jiang Haofeng turned to look at Suiren beside him and said, "Brother Suiren, please pay attention to the situation of the Dragon Clan in the future. If there is a celebration, bring some treasures from the clan to congratulate the Dragon Clan, which will also strengthen the relationship between the two clans."

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Suiren nodded immediately, his face full of joy. That was the Dragon Clan, a powerful race that shattered the heaven and earth in ancient times. Such a race actually took the initiative to come to congratulate the human race. It seemed that the strength of the human race had already caught the eyes of the Dragon Clan.

For a moment, Suiren's eyes were filled with emotion.

Since ancient times, after Haofeng returned and learned about the power of the major races in the prehistoric world, heavy pressure fell on every innate human. Although it cannot be said that they have overcome many obstacles along the way, the human race has not suffered too many hardships after all. With the protection of the saints, no one dares to cause trouble for the human race.

But from the thousands of True Immortals and fifty Golden Immortals to the current one Quasi-Saint and more than ten Daluo, it can definitely be said to be a difficult journey. Fortunately, the results are good and the race has continued.

······
After bidding farewell to Suiren, Jiang Haofeng returned to his clan and began to consolidate his cultivation.

Ten thousand years later, Jiang Haofeng came out of seclusion, used the magic power in his body to ring the golden bell, summoned all the tribesmen in the hidden vein, and began his first sermon after becoming a quasi-saint.

Jiang Haofeng built the golden bell with his merits. When he struck it with his magic power, the bell only vibrated but did not make any sound. All the supreme elders holding the golden bells could receive the message. If he struck it simply with his strength, the bell would sound like an ordinary bell, and the sound would spread throughout the entire Zhonghuang Mountain.

The former summoned the elders to hold a clan meeting, and the latter summoned the hidden vein monks to preach.

And just now, it was both.

Of course, this time, the purpose of gathering all the elders of the human race was not to hold a clan meeting, but simply to preach. As the first quasi-saint of the human race, Jiang Haofeng now has enough strength to preach to his people.

Moreover, what Jiang Haofeng comprehended was the Great Dao of Wisdom. Now that he has embarked on the path of Taoism and achieved the Dao Fruit of Hunyuan, the Great Dao of Power and the Great Dao of Taiqing have also been raised to the corresponding levels. With the Great Dao of Wisdom as a foundation, and with the innate treasure of the Book of All Things, the process was very fast. In just ten thousand years, his comprehension of the two great Daos also reached the corresponding levels.

As Jiang Haofeng comprehended the great way of wisdom, he was able to easily activate the innate treasure, the Book of All Things. A part of the power of the Book of All Things was also unlocked, and its efficiency was much higher than before when it was operating autonomously.

As Jiang Haofeng rang the golden bell, rays of light rose from Nuwa City and headed towards Zhonghuang Mountain.

A mighty aura rose up one after another, and the mighty might gathered together, and the invisible might swept across the world. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhonghuang Mountain now hides nearly half of the masters of the human race. If outsiders saw such a grand occasion, they would definitely be shocked.

As Jiang Haofeng rang the golden bell, in less than a quarter of an hour, the three million Hidden Vein cultivators all gathered together. When the Hidden Vein cultivators saw the current situation, they immediately understood what Jiang Haofeng was going to do, and their eyes lit up.

This is the sermon of a quasi-saint, and it is Haofeng's sermon at the quasi-saint level.

Even in the period of Daluo Jinxian, Haofeng had already passed down the martial arts and repeatedly explained the doubts of the hidden vein cultivators. Even people like Zhu Xiang who had already broken through to Daluo Jinxian could still gain something from his content.

Not to mention that Haofeng, whose cultivation has been improved and strength has been enhanced, will definitely benefit a lot from this sermon.

After everyone remembered, Jiang Haofeng did not start preaching. After greeting Zhisheng, Zhu Xiang and the others, Jiang Haofeng sat quietly on the enlightenment cushion, secretly observing the cultivators with hidden veins below, while waiting for the elders with visible veins to arrive.

There was a mysterious light flashing in his eyes, and the situation of the hidden veins below immediately appeared in Jiang Haofeng's mind. After a while, Jiang Haofeng nodded secretly in his heart. Yes, in ten thousand years, more than a hundred Golden Immortals have appeared, and the strength of the hidden veins is still steadily improving.

As for the cultivators below the Golden Immortal level, they are not within Jiang Haofeng's scope of concern for the time being.

A golden light flashed in the void, and Dachao's figure appeared outside the mountain gate. Seeing the grand scene of three million cultivators gathered in Zhonghuang Mountain, Dachao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Haofeng among the crowd.

The next moment, Dachao's eyes widened instantly. Why was this rhyme so obscure?

Then a look of surprise appeared on his face. Has Haofeng broken through to become a Quasi-Saint?

"Congratulations, Brother Haofeng!"

Jiang Haofeng returned the greeting with a smile. After exchanging some greetings, Dachao returned to the core area and sat with the other elders.

At the same time, the three million Hidden Vein monks who were sitting cross-legged below also widened their eyes, looking at the two elders in the void with some confusion, not knowing what was going on.

Currently, only the elders in the Hidden Vein know about Jiang Haofeng's breakthrough. The other cultivators in the Hidden Vein are still unaware of it. Jiang Haofeng did not say anything, and the other elders in the Hidden Vein did not tell anyone either.

Among the three million hidden vein immortals, some smart ones looked at the situation in the sky and suddenly had some guesses in their minds. For a moment, they were delighted.

This is a great thing!

From then on, every time a new elder returned, the previous scene would be repeated. This happened to everyone except Suiren.

After the forty-nine elders gathered, Jiang Haofeng immediately opened his eyes, and in an instant, an obscure and mysterious Taoist rhyme rose up.

"Everyone, ten thousand years ago, I listened to the teachings at the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island. Fortunately, Master Tongtian gave me some advice, and I was able to realize the great Dao and attain the Dao of Hunyuan!"

(End of this chapter)