20demayo Chapter 33 The Secret of the Technique Must Not Be Passed Down to Six Ears
Chapter 33 The Secret of the Technique Must Not Be Passed Down to Six Ears
Chapter 33 The Secret of the Law Must Not Be Told to Six Ears
Di Jun and Tai Yi, the two brothers, chatted and laughed while glancing disdainfully at Hongjun, the sage on the Dao Platform.
This scene shocked those powerful figures who hadn't been deceived. How could these two brothers be so audacious?
Hongjun Patriarch suppressed his anger, frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you two have a problem? Why are you laughing while looking at me with those eyes?"
Is there anything wrong with what he said?
Although Di Jun and Tai Yi were arrogant, they were not reckless men; otherwise, they would not have become the emperors who would later rule the entire demon race!
They knew they couldn't afford to offend Hongjun, but they simply couldn't resist...
Upon hearing the question, they realized they were being watched by Hongjun Laozu, and both of them were immediately startled.
Di Jun was also shrewd; the disdain in his eyes immediately disappeared, replaced by a look of admiration.
Taiyi pretended not to hear, tilting his head to look outside the palace gate...
Di Jun slowly rose, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said with a smile, "The way of the sage is profound and extraordinary. When I heard it, I was so moved that I almost went mad. Please forgive me, sage."
Although he said that, after he finished speaking, when Hongjun closed his eyes with a look of satisfaction, the admiration in Dijun's eyes turned back into disdain...
Hongjun: "..."
Young man, although I have my eyes closed, my divine sense has been observing everyone present.
I can sense even the slightest movement of a single hair on your head!
Hongjun exhaled, his white beard trembling, then hummed and continued his sermon.
After a few days of relative calm, everyone listened attentively.
But later, Dijun and Taiyi started causing trouble again!
While everyone was listening to the lecture, Di Jun pulled Bai Ze and Fei Lian together, and the three of them sat side by side, talking enthusiastically.
"From now on, I will build the greatest power and dominate the primordial world!"
"Ah? Fellow Daoist Di Jun, you actually have such ambitions?"
"Of course, we can't just watch those barbarian witches dominate the world, can we?"
"However, I haven't decided what to call this force yet."
"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, keep your voice down, those barbarians are watching us."
"What are you afraid of, fellow Daoists? If they dare to cause you trouble, tell Taiyi and me, and we brothers will definitely not stand for it."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"
While Dijun was chatting with Feilian and Bai Ze, Taiyi was lying on the floor of Zixiao Palace, sitting alone on fifteen white futons. He was lying on his side, looking relaxed, with one hand supporting his right cheek and his left hand holding the Chaos Bell. As he activated his magic, a melodious bell sound would occasionally be heard.
The bells rang rhythmically, ding-dong, ding-dong...
The group of powerful individuals were already stunned.
These two brothers, one used Zixiao Palace as a place to win over subordinates, and the other used Zixiao Palace as a music festival venue...
He truly deserves to be called a divine being born from the Sun Star.
"Huff! Huff!"
Suddenly, a series of sounds like the mooing of cows rang out, making people's ears ring.
"Could it be chaotic creatures invading Zixiao Palace?"
Everyone was startled.
The Queen Mother of the West's expression hardened, and she said, "How dare a chaotic creature oppose a sage? No, that voice seems to be coming from inside the palace."
Just as everyone was completely bewildered, Hongyun pointed to the back of the main hall and exclaimed in astonishment, "It's not a chaotic creature, it's an Ancestral Witch sleeping."
Everyone looked in that direction.
Near the back of the seating area, there were seven or eight enormous bodies, as tall as small mountains, lying haphazardly on the ground, their mouths open. When they exhaled, it was like a thunderbolt striking; when they inhaled, the space itself seemed to distort.
Those enormous roars came from the mouths of the many ancestral witches.
It turns out that the sound like a cow mooing was actually caused by the thunderous snoring of the ancestral shamans.
Everyone was stunned.
They were immediately left speechless, both amused and exasperated.
The cultivators who lived right next to the main hall at the back were utterly helpless. They could only silently get up, put away their white prayer mats, and move away from the sleeping ancestral witches.
If I weren't afraid of getting beaten up, I would have punched them already!
Ling Xiao found these scenes extremely interesting, almost to the point that he was practically clutching a handful of sunflower seeds.
These Di Jun and Tai Yi, along with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, are indeed troublemakers.
If this were in later generations, he would undoubtedly be a school bully feared by countless teachers.
As for the teachings of Hongjun, Lingxiao had no interest in listening to them at all.
He is the origin of the thirty-sixth grade Chaos Demon Lotus, and his quality surpasses that of all the innate demon gods.
The cultivation method involves using deception and trickery to enhance one's understanding of the two Great Paths.
They were already different from ordinary cultivators in the primordial world, so listening to Hongjun's teachings was of little use to them.
However, the reasons he came were twofold: first, to broaden his experience, and second, to wait until after the third sermon so that he could challenge Hongjun and demand all of his treasures.
The sermon by Hongjun now is not as interesting as the farce of Dijun and the ancestral witches.
At this moment, Hongjun Ancestor had stopped preaching, listening to the thunderous snoring around him, and hearing Dijun Taiyi using this place as his social venue, constantly trying to seduce many powerful figures in preparation for building his power in the future.
Hongjun just wanted to smash the three-foot-high platform in front of him with a single slap!
What's the point of explaining this?
Hearing the increasingly deafening snoring, Hongjun finally couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed the inkstone from the altar, smashing it at the ancestral witches.
Snapped!
It hit one of the Ancestral Witches, Zhu Rong. Hongjun didn't use any magic power; it was just a simple projectile.
Zhu Rong was still fast asleep with his eyes closed. Then he turned over, scratched his stomach, and mumbled incoherently, "Why are there still mosquitoes in Zixiao Palace? When will the sermon end?"
Many powerful figures: "..."
"Wake up!!"
Hongjun suddenly stood up, his beard trembling, his holy might sweeping across the entire Zixiao Palace.
"Oh? It's thundering?"
Zhu Rong jolted awake, opened his eyes, glanced at the palace and the sky, then bleary-eyed at Di Jiang, drool glistening at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Great Master, is the sermon over?"
Before Dijiang could reply, Zhurong stepped forward, put her large hand on Gonggong's shoulder who had just woken up, and then closed her eyes again. The two of them lazily walked out of the hall, "Let's go."
As Hongjun watched the two stagger along, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He rubbed it with trembling hands and took deep breaths.
The holy aura emanating from his entire body grew even stronger!
Hold on!!
We must maintain the image of the Dao Ancestor!
These twelve Ancestral Witches, along with the two Demon Emperors, are the main characters of this great calamity.
If it weren't for the overwhelming force of Heaven, he would have crushed both sides.
But it's so hard to bear!!
If I try to hold back, I'll only get angrier!
Just as wisps of white energy emerged from Hongjun's head, Houtu pulled Zhurong and Gonggong back to their seats.
Upon seeing this, Hongjun let out a soft breath, and just as he was about to sit down, Houtu's whispered voice suddenly reached his ears.
"The sermon isn't over yet."
"Can't you two just pretend you understand?"
Near the palace gate, Houtu lowered her voice and advised her two elder brothers.
"Little sister, I'm an honest person. If I don't understand, I don't understand. Besides, I'm so sleepy listening to him preach."
"Please, let me go back. I made an appointment with Gonggong; we're going to have a good fight."
Hongjun: "..."
(End of this chapter)