Chapter 84 Zixiao's Lecture, Ao Bai Breaks Through

As dragons, they should have withdrawn from the prehistoric world, but now, Ao Feng and Ao Bai have appeared in front of Zixiao Palace.

At that moment, the palace gates opened, and two boys and girls came out.

These two are none other than Haotian Boy and Yaochi Girl.

Haotian Boy addressed the numerous cultivators outside:

"The time has come. This is the first time the Master has opened the Zixiao Palace. Please refrain from making a noise and enter the palace!"

Haotian and Yaochi opened the gates of Zixiao Palace, and a group of cultivators rushed in.

One by one, they used their supernatural powers, transforming into streaks of light that shot forth.

Clearly, these cultivators all knew that there must be more to Zixiao Palace than met the eye, so they all wanted to seize the opportunity.

Ao Feng has used the more than 10,000 years he has spent to master the [Soaring Dragon] technique.

This supernatural technique only has one move, so it's not too difficult to study. In addition, [Soaring Dragon] matches the bloodline of the dragon race, making cultivation even more convenient.

As the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, Ao Feng had already transformed into a dragon shadow, carrying Ao Bai as they sped forward.

His strength as a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was immense; with a single exertion, he surpassed most cultivators.

However, the Zixiao Palace contained endless folded spaces, and all the cultivators seemed to have entered a completely new world. The six futons and cloud beds in front of them were clearly right in front of them, yet they seemed to be separated by an entire world.

Space folding folds infinite spacetime within an extremely small space, somewhat similar to the Sumeru technique of the ring, but with distinct differences.

No matter how these powerful Grand Luo Golden Immortals flew, they could not arrive in an instant.

At this moment, the strength of all the cultivators became apparent. The first group included: Ao Feng, the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, Fu Xi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun, Kun Peng, Styx, and other powerful figures.

The second batch included figures such as Thor, Tengshe, Mosquito Taoist, Mad Wind Taoist, and Nine Yin Divine Elephant, far exceeding the number of the first batch.

Ao Feng took the lead, surpassing the Three Pure Ones and others. His cultivation level far surpassed theirs, and his supernatural abilities were extraordinary, so it was normal for him to be far ahead.

Within the Purple Cloud Palace, nebulae swirl and countless spaces shift and change.

Ao Feng had an absolute advantage from the start, gradually leaving the first batch of creatures far behind and completely outpacing them, taking the lead by a wide margin.

"This Ao Feng is indeed extraordinary; it seems he is quite capable."

Taiqing transmitted his voice, saying that the three brothers were one and were closely following Ao Feng, firmly occupying the second position.

"Brother, the other cultivators are also quite fast, so we must not let our guard down."

Yuanshi Tianzun carefully observed the situation. He was proud and arrogant. It was one thing for him to be surpassed by Ao Feng, but if he were to be surpassed by other cultivators, it would be something he could not accept.

Ao Feng took the lead, bringing the [Soaring Dragon] technique to its fullest potential.

At this moment, in the Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at the situation inside the palace.

The cultivators ahead were all chosen ones, except for Ao Feng, who was a variable. This was something that Dao Ancestor Hongjun was well aware of.

"Ao Feng is quite powerful, and the Dragon Clan has contributed significantly to the struggle between the demonic and magical realms. However, the position of Saint is ordained by Heaven. Are we really going to sacrifice him?"

Hongjun Daozu frowned slightly.

The positions of saints are ordained by Heaven and their number is limited; these are predetermined. However, who will ultimately become a saint is not immutable.

As long as the six saints are all present, changes in specific personnel are acceptable.

After careful consideration, Hongjun Daozu has made his decision.

At this moment, everyone was seen moving forward at high speed, but Ao Feng appeared in another folded space.

He was momentarily blocked by this space, his advantage vanished instantly, and he fell behind everyone else by a step.

Ao Bai saw everything clearly from the shadows, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Under the will of Heaven, the revival of the Dragon Clan was still not allowed.

From this, we can see the future fate of the dragon race.

Although the three brothers didn't know what had happened, they still had joy in their eyes and suddenly exerted their strength, quickly approaching the three positions at the front.

Following closely behind was a kind-looking cultivator, and the fifth was the Kunpeng Ancestor.

The last position was originally closest to Di Jun and Tai Yi, but Fu Xi suddenly channeled his magic power into Nuwa, sacrificing himself to instantly push Nuwa to the last position.

"this,,,"

Seeing that the last spot had been taken, Dijun and Taiyi felt dissatisfied, but they could only give up.

They dared not act recklessly in front of the Dao Ancestor.

"boom!"

The group landed one after another. The six people in the first row took their seats, while the second row consisted of Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, Ao Feng, Ao Bai, and Zhen Yuan Zi.

As for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they were also suppressed by the Heavenly Dao and ended up in the third and fourth rows.

The phrase "three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace" does not refer to only three thousand Great Luo Immortals, but rather to an infinite number.

The phrase "the three thousand rivers of weakness" conveys the same meaning.

Therefore, the Zixiao Palace was crowded with people at this moment, and it was unknown how many powerful experts at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level were present.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches glanced at Ao Feng and his son. They didn't seem to have much attachment to the prayer mat, but they were determined to kill Ao Bai and Ao Feng.

"Let's keep a close eye on them. When the sermon at Zixiao Palace ends, we'll surround Ao Feng and Ao Bai and wipe them out!"

Dijiang Zuwu secretly transmitted his voice, saying that now that they had encountered each other, they would not let the other party escape easily.

Ao Feng, who was alone, was obviously the easiest to deal with.

"Don't worry, brother, we definitely won't let them get away this time!"

Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch, transmitted his voice, saying that he had long harbored the intention to kill the other party, and this time he would naturally prepare a proper execution.

Seeing that all the cultivators had taken their seats, Haotian Tongzi got up and closed the door.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment!"

Outside the gates of Zixiao Palace, an urgent call came, and the gate that Haotian Tongzi had closed was pushed open from the outside. A resistance prevented him from closing the gate, and he was forced to come in instead.

Haotian frowned. This was the most important place in Zixiao Palace. He had already closed the door, but the other party still dared to use brute force to push the door open and force their way in.

Unfortunately, he was not strong enough to withstand the opponent. Even though he had tried his best, the door was still slowly opened.

Two smiling Taoist priests walked in, bowing repeatedly and saying:

"We brothers arrived a step too late, please forgive us!"

Haotian Tongzi had a gloomy face, but the two people opposite him laughed and pretended not to know anything.

Haotian had no choice but to let them in before closing the gates of Zixiao Palace.

These two, covered in dust from their journey, were none other than the Western Spirit Mountain cultivators, the Guide Daoist and the Zhunti Daoist.

The two of them bowed to each other and walked forward.

The Zixiao Palace was already packed with people, and the further you went, the more crowded it became. But Zhunti and Jieyin seemed oblivious to this, and they kept pushing their way forward.

Many cultivators who were pushed aside glared angrily, but none dared to make a move on the Dao Ancestor's territory. This, in turn, allowed Jieyin and Zhunti to push their way to the front.

Ao Bai's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't take it to heart.

"These two have come to seize this opportunity. I just don't know if Kunpeng and Hongyun can withstand them."

Ao Bai is now certain that the kind-faced cultivator sitting in the fourth position is none other than Ancestor Hongyun.

Sure enough, under Ao Bai's watchful gaze, the two Western cultivators squeezed their way to the front row and began to whine and sob, playing the victim.

Just as Ao Bai knew, Hong Yun got up to comfort the other person, but was taken away from her seat.

Following closely behind was the Kunpeng Ancestor, who was forcibly pushed away and also lost his prayer mat.

Kunpeng was furious and was about to fight when the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun appeared in Zixiao Palace.

"No noise is allowed in Zixiao Palace. You shall all sit down quickly and prepare to begin the sermon."

When the Dao Ancestor Hongjun appeared, all the cultivators were immediately excited, and Kunpeng could only stop with a heart full of resentment.

"Welcome, Dao Ancestor!"

All the cultivators bowed in greeting, and Ao Bai also stood up.

Hongjun Daozu sat high on his cloud bed and nodded to all the cultivators.

"This time we will first explain the path of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. As long as you listen attentively, you will gain something."

Hongjun Daozu looked down at the many living beings and immediately began to explain.

Ao Bai was also extremely excited. He sat below and listened attentively.

The Daoist arts passed down by Hongjun Daozu can be said to be the most powerful in the prehistoric world. Although the later Three Corpses Dao has some drawbacks, it can still be called an unparalleled technique.

"The Tao is formless; it follows the laws of Heaven and Earth."

"The Great Dao has no beginning and no end, it is infinite and boundless. Cultivators who seek enlightenment must persevere in this endeavor."

Hongjun Daozu began by recounting his own understanding of the Dao, systematically explaining the true meaning of the Dao in a general and specific manner.

This allows all cultivators to gain an understanding of the "Dao".

Ao Bai quickly became engrossed in it, and the other cultivators were equally captivated.

Hongjun, the Dao Ancestor, explained the Dao from a high vantage point, gradually revealing its profound meaning so that all living beings could comprehend it.

The Purple Cloud Palace was filled with Taoist charm, spiritual energy surged, and auspicious omens permeated all directions.

Each cultivator gained something, and their faces showed joy.

As the Taoist master continued his explanation, everyone was deeply captivated and unable to tear themselves away.

More Daoist energy was generated, golden lotuses appeared, orchids bloomed everywhere, and fragrant herbs arose.

Various strange phenomena surrounded Zixiao Palace, which was completely transformed into a realm of enlightenment.

Time has flowed by, and six thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

A large number of cultivators gained a lot, and their faces were full of joy, the exhilaration of enlightenment and the delight of understanding.

However, among these cultivators, there were also some who were in immense pain.

They gradually drifted away from the Dao realm and could no longer comprehend it.

For example, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who did not cultivate the Dao of the Primordial Spirit, were all extremely troubled by the Daoist teachings of Hongjun.

Only the Ancestral Witches Dijiang and Houtu could barely understand some of it, but their gains were also minimal.

On the contrary, Ao Bai, with his own sufficient luck, is actually receiving more benefits than the Ancestral Witches.

During Hongjun Daozu's explanation, Ao Bai's cultivation successfully broke through and advanced to the late stage of True Immortal Realm.

As insights into the Dao emerged, Ao Bai gained a clearer understanding of his future path, and his physical body was rapidly strengthened in the process.

The Nine Transformations True Dragon Technique operated continuously, and a massive amount of spiritual energy gathered wildly, all of which was devoured and absorbed by Ao Bai.

The Dao taught by Hongjun Daozu is extremely profound, and cultivators of all levels can benefit from it.

However, people like the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not cultivate their primordial spirit at all, so they could not understand what the Dao Ancestor was saying.

At this moment, Ao Bai successfully broke through in Zixiao Palace, and his movements immediately attracted the attention of Dao Ancestor.

When Ao Bai and his son arrived earlier, Dao Zu had already sensed this variable, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time. Now that the other party's cultivation had broken through, he noticed Ao Bai's special qualities.

The entire dragon clan's fortune was extremely weak, but Ao Bai's fortune was extraordinary, which made Dao Ancestor very curious.

On the other hand, the Ancestral Witches, who could not benefit from the sermons, also saw signs of Ao Bai's breakthrough.

"snort!"

Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, snorted coldly. He hadn't expected that even Ao Bai, a mere True Immortal, could gain something, while he and his brothers had gotten nothing.

This made Gonggong, the ancestral witch, even more dissatisfied, and his hatred for Ao Bai and Ao Feng deepened considerably.

Ao Bai was completely oblivious to what was happening outside. He was now immersed in enlightenment, enjoying the joy that the Dao brought him.

The improvement in cultivation and the increase in strength made Ao Bai extremely happy.

However, as the Dao Ancestor continued to explain, some cultivators were forced to stop. They could no longer comprehend the Dao and painfully broke free from it.

This is because they lack the aptitude to comprehend the subsequent methods passed down by the Dao Ancestor.

If you lack luck or aptitude, you will miss opportunities.

Ao Bai was able to achieve something because he had enough luck.

Unfortunately, as the Dao Ancestor's explanations became increasingly profound, Ao Bai also began to struggle. He was forced to leave the Dao realm and became like everyone else, finding it very difficult to understand.

"Alas, lacking the necessary aptitude, they sit and die before the gates of the Great Dao, unable to find their way in!"

Ao Bai sighed, looking at the other cultivators around him, he felt quite helpless.

His own strength was far inferior, which had a great impact and caused him to miss the opportunity.

However, as Ao Bai looked around, he did see the expressions on the faces of the Ancestral Witches.

"These guys probably won't let me off easily. It seems I'd better run away quickly after the sermon at Zixiao Palace ends."

Ao Bai secretly calculated in his heart that if he were surrounded by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would really have no way to escape.

Hongjun Daozu continued explaining, showing that he was very dedicated to this task.

This sermon has been going on for nearly ten thousand years, but the Dao Ancestor shows no sign of stopping.

He explained continuously, and the cultivators below listened attentively.

Ao Baifa discovered that the old Dragon King was still listening to the lecture, and he had clearly comprehended even more of the Daoist teachings.

And the Sanqing and others in the first row, were they also completely absorbed in it, unable to extricate themselves?

The same applies to the second row.

On the contrary, the cultivators sitting in the back row were scratching their heads, clearly having gained nothing.

Seeing that he couldn't comprehend it, and that forcing himself to listen only caused him pain, Ao Bai simply gave up on listening to the teachings and began to concentrate on cultivating the "Nine Transformations True Dragon Technique".

Before anyone knew it, thousands of years had passed, and Hongjun Daozu finally stopped.

"After this sermon concludes, ten thousand years later, the Zixiao Palace will reopen, and everyone will be welcome to come and listen to the sermon again."

After Hongjun Daozu finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

At this moment, all twelve Ancestral Witches looked over and focused their attention on Ao Bai and Ao Feng.

(End of this chapter)

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