Chapter 2: Daozu’s sermons have nothing to do with me

Liu Hiiragi thought very well, but didn’t he think that things would really develop as he thought?

Liu Hiiragi chatted with Jin Ao.

They were the only two people nearby who had opened their spiritual wisdom, and Jin Ao hadn’t communicated with anyone for a long time.

Very excited.

Liu Tiao did not get any more information from Jin Ao.

This Jin Ao is a homebody, very lazy, and will not move a step for ten thousand years. Therefore, he knows very little about what is happening on the mainland.

Occasionally, birds and fish pass by Jin'ao Island, and Jin'ao gets some sporadic news from them.

Jin Ao told Liu Hao the news he knew. Liu Hao deduced based on the news and the content in Honghuang that he had read that it should be the third sermon after Daozu Hongjun's second sermon. The sermon hasn't started yet.

At this time, the Nuwa Empress had not yet created humans, and the mainland was divided into two parts: the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan.

The Heavenly Court has not yet been established, but the contradiction between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has become increasingly profound.

Liu Heng sighed.

He also really wanted to listen to Daozu’s sermon.

But now he can’t even transform, and he can’t leave Jin’ao Island. How can he get to Thirty-three Days?

Furthermore, even if he could transform, he would not be able to cross the chaos and find the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away with his low modern strength.

As soon as Liu Hao became sane, he had the cultivation of the immortal realm.

Such a state would be considered a master in later generations, such as the era of The Legend of White Snake.

But in prehistoric times, it was the little shrimp among the little shrimps.

In the ancient times, there were too many powerful beings.

It can be said that the great Luo is everywhere, and the golden immortal is not as good as a dog.

The main reason is that the vitality of heaven and earth was too abundant in the prehistoric period. Here, even a grass or a stone can absorb enough spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it can also open up spiritual wisdom and practice to become an immortal.

Becoming an immortal is just the first step.

Just when Liu Heng complained that his cultivation level was too low, he heard an indifferent voice coming into his ears, as if someone was talking in his ears.

"Pindao is about to preach for the third time. If you want to hear the sermon, please come to Zixiao Palace."

Immediately, Liu Heng saw something high in the sky. Colorful lights flashed across, which were the lights emitted by the big guys when they controlled the magic weapons.

They set off for thirty-three days away.

Liu Heng looked envious.

"Don't be envious." Jin Ao spoke, his words piercing Liu Piao's heart, "Even if we are lucky enough to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, with our cultivation, we still don't understand what the saint said. What is it?"

Liu Hieragi""

Liu Hierapolis "That's very good, don't say it again"

Jin Ao "Why"<. /p>

Liu Tiao "Because the truth hurts the most."

Jin Ao "What is everyone"

I forgot, Empress Nuwa has not created humans yet.

Liu Hei: "It's nothing. It's just a small race."

"Oh." Jin Ao didn't ask any more questions.

There were so many races in the prehistoric times, it was normal for Jin Ao to think that he had never heard of them.

Liu Heng looked at the sky, imagining the scene in Zixiao Palace.

What does Saint Hongjun look like?

What does Sanqing look like?

Is it a combination of old, middle-aged and young people

Is Taiyi as powerful and handsome as written in the book

Is Emperor Jun a sinister person

There is no more light flashing in the sky. It must be that the big guys have already gone to the Thirty-Three Heavens, and no one is flying to the Thirty-Three Heavens. .

Hongjun’s sermon should have begun.

It’s a pity that Liu Heng didn’t hear anything.

He kept looking at the sky, breathing in the vitality of heaven and earth to practice, while waiting for another strange appearance in the sky.

Unfortunately, one hundred years have passed and two hundred years have passed

The sky is still calm.

Liu Hao then remembered that Hongjun’s preaching started thousands of years ago.

He couldn't help but sweat.

In ancient times, time was really cheap.

One hundred years is a lifetime for ordinary humans, but for the creatures in the wilderness, it is just a time for them to take a short nap.

Liu Heng yawned, he wanted to sleep.

It’s so boring. Apart from practicing every day, I don’t have any other entertainment.

Jin Ao fell into sleep fifty years ago.

His sleep time is not short. Without being disturbed by living things, he can sleep for eighteen hundred years.

Without Jin Ao to chat with, Liu Heng became even more bored.

The seabirds and fish that occasionally fly by are not good chat partners. Although they have intelligence enabled, they all have little experience and are stupid.

Chatting with them will lower Liu Hiiragi's IQ.

Liu Heng thought to himself, he should sleep too.

Anyway, cultivation is instinctive. Even if he falls asleep, his body will automatically absorb the energy of heaven and earth for cultivation.

Liu Heng then let his mind sink into darkness.

At the moment when he fell into a deep sleep, his innate magical power suddenly broke out, and Liu Hiong's soul left the ancient world and escaped deep into the chaos.

In Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Hongjun, who was preaching, noticed something and looked into the void.

But he saw nothing.

It is impossible for Great Immortal Yang Mei to leave his descendants without giving them any protection.

Liu Tiao's body has protective restrictions set by the Great Immortal Yang Mei, and even the ancestor Hongjun and Tiandao, who are saints, cannot find it.

After all, the ancient way of heaven is lacking, and the saint cultivation of Immortal Yang Mei isHe is even stronger than Ancestor Hongjun.

Sanqing, Nuwa Zhunti and others below did not notice anything strange. They were all immersed in the Tao described by ancestor Hongjun and understood their own Tao.

“It’s born, it’s born, it’s a brother.”

Liu Hao couldn’t help but frown when he was woken up.

When did outsiders come to Jin'ao Island?

Why is it so noisy?

He opened his eyes to see what was coming.

Could it be that the dragons in the sea ran to the sea to play?

However, when the eyes were opened, they were foggy and could not see anything.

Liu Hiiragi ""

He wanted to release his spiritual consciousness and see what was going on around him.

But

Liu Hiiragi ""

The sound kept reaching his ears.

"Congratulations, Third Grandma, for giving birth to a son."

"Okay, take him out and let Third Master see your son." A young woman said weakly.

Hearing these two sentences, Liu Hao instantly understood what kind of situation he was in.

This is his innate skill that brought his soul across time while he was sleeping, and now he is reborn as a baby

"Third Grandma", "Third Master" ", "Brother", it seems that the world he traveled to this time is the ancient world. It should not be a small family or a farmer's family. The family has money and can afford servants.

Well, it started well.

Liu Heng was satisfied.

He yawned and pretended to sleep, but actually began to absorb the innate energy brought out from the mother's body that had not yet dissipated.

This world has spiritual energy. Compared to the prehistoric world, the concentration of spiritual energy is only one billionth of a million.

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