Those who act against nature will be punished by heaven. For the time being, Yang Lin has no plans to jump to the stage.

Enter the village quietly, don't let anyone shoot you.

He was sitting upright on the futon, not showing off his strong energy at all, just like he had just entered the Zixiao Palace to listen to a lecture, and no one could detect the changes in his body.

Even Hongjun, who was still preaching, did not notice that there was a disciple under his seat who quietly completed a crucial transformation.

Because the Taoist Patriarch did not care or worry that his disciples could obtain knowledge beyond this world from the content of the sermon. He was very confident in himself.

Of course, this is also related to the reason why he devoted most of his energy to the process of controlling the way of heaven, leaving only a trace of his divine will to preside over the sermon.

They didn't notice at all that among the disciples who were inconspicuous and didn't pay much attention, there was a rudiment of power that could break the world and escape control.

'The road to becoming a super saint also has three realms. First, you see mountains as mountains and water as water; further, you see mountains are not mountains and water is not water; finally, you still return to the original state and see mountains as mountains.

Seeing water is water...'

'I first clearly understood a trace of the power of destruction from the will of heaven and all things, and from the power of preaching and creation, and then strengthened the true meaning of destruction and killing, reached perfection, and achieved the holy state; then, I turned the power of destruction into the power of creation.

, see life in the midst of destruction, complete a perfect closed loop, this is the creation of the world.'

Yang Lin closed his eyes tightly, the Tao Yun still lingering around him, but he was no longer confused in his heart.

What is the power beyond the holy realm?

He actually knew that it was the power of creating heaven and earth, cutting through chaos with an axe, and creating the world.

At this point, it has actually broken away from the scope of rules and order, and also broken away from the restrictions of heaven.

If I had to give a noun to describe it, it would be "dao".

Therefore, Hongjun never forgets to improve. He goes from the realm of ordinary saints to the top, controls the way of heaven, and becomes a saint of heaven.

And all his disciples are within this range and cannot escape. As long as they do not break away from this world and are controlled by God's will, they will always be at a lower level than him. Life and death are in their hands, and there are no accidents at all.

And Pangu’s path is not Hongjun’s path.

In the final achievement, let’s not say who is higher and who is lower.

At least all the achievements of Taoist Hongjun were actually made by standing on the shoulders of giants. He stole Pangu's authority and controlled the way of heaven, which was actually created by Pangu.

As for Yang Lin, at this time, he was following the Pangu path again.

Of course, the choice of path is always very personal.

Yang Lin never thought about revealing it in advance. He was not sure whether it would arouse Hongjun's vigilance and resentment.

The Taoist behavior manifested externally is that of a quasi-sage with a wooden behavior. At most, the physical body is strong and indestructible, and the destructive power is a bit more.

Hongjun had not completely controlled the way of heaven at this time, so naturally he could not notice that a huge change had occurred in this world.

Of course, this may be due to Yan Wu Ling's ability to conceal secrets.

…

Three thousand years have passed, it seems like a long time, and it also seems like just a moment.

This day.

Hongjun stopped preaching and spoke.

"The second sermon is over. You will go back and practice diligently. Don't slack off."

Seeing that no one was speaking, Taoist Patriarch thought for a while and then said: "The foundation of Sanqing is deep and the wisdom is extraordinary. You can teach me the Taoism and accept me as your direct disciple..."

Everyone below suddenly raised their heads, and there was a lot of noise. There was some expectation, envy, and jealousy in their eyes.

Lao Tzu, Yu Yuan, and Tong Tian looked calm, with a hint of excitement in their eyes. They stood up and bowed: "See you, teacher."

Taoist Hongjun was noncommittal, nodded slightly, and turned to look at the other futons.

He opened his mouth and said, "Nu Wa, you can also be my disciple."

"Thank you, teacher."

Nuwa was very excited and saluted quickly.

Jie Yin could no longer control his mind and suddenly looked up, the eagerness and worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

Sanqing was his direct disciple, and Nuwa was accepted as his disciple, but what about himself? Could it be that he couldn’t even become a disciple?

That would be too embarrassing, and it might even affect your status and treatment in the future.

Although he looks very honest, he is not stupid at all.

He knew that although Hongjun was well-educated and could listen to all the creatures in the primitive world, as long as they were capable, in fact, he didn't look at those monsters and casual cultivators at all, just like looking at ants.

Since this Taoist saint needs to recruit disciples, it will naturally be beneficial. If he fails to make this trip, he will definitely be left behind in the future.

"Jie Yin, Mulan, you two will have a special biography outside the Tao. You will have great achievements in the future, and you can be a named disciple of the poor Tao."

Hongjun hesitated for a moment and finally spoke.

Jie Yin and Yang Lin quickly stood up, saluted and thanked: "I have met the teacher."

Registered disciples are also disciples.

Let’s not talk about remuneration and so on. Since we are disciples, we must give him some benefits after all.

Although Jie Yin felt a little dissatisfied, he was also satisfied.

Yang Lin was even more surprised.

Unexpectedly, after snatching the seat of Master Zhunti, he actually replaced him and got the title of a registered disciple.

What kind of discipleship is this? It is clearly a ray of Hongmeng purple energy, which is the distribution of the holy status.

It was only the second sermon, and Hongjun had not yet revealed the final answer, but Yang Lin had already seen the final outcome.

'With my current knowledge and understanding, it is simply impossible to understand the rules of Hongmeng Chaos by myself between heaven and earth. Therefore, if you want to become a saint and reach the realm of a saint, you must obtain Hongmeng Purple Qi. This thing is absolutely impossible

It's not to be missed, and it seems that there is a rule in this world, that is, those without Hongmeng Purple Qi will not become saints.'

As for why Sanqing is a direct disciple, Nuwa is an ordinary disciple, and he and Taoist Jie Yin are registered disciples.

In fact, there is a saying.

Yang Lin naturally understood, and there was nothing to be disappointed about.

Even if the relationship with Hongjun is not that close and the treatment is worse, in the end, there is not much difference, as long as the goal can be achieved.

Why are Sanqing's direct disciples? It's because they inherit the Taoist sect's own martial arts.

"Three friends are preached together, red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are originally one family."

Hongjun had long been attracted to Sanqing, who was transformed by Pangu Yuanshen. He had given him gifts many years ago and had initially decided on his name.

According to rumors, Lao Tzu's flat crutch, the original jade Ruyi, and the Qingping sword that reaches the sky were actually things removed from a great treasure by Taoist ancestor Hongjun, and were given to them as meeting gifts.

Of course, the rumors cannot be taken as true. From this we can see the original plan of Hongjun Daozu.

As for Nuwa, of course she shoulders a certain important responsibility. It is her responsibility to make the world a better place and promote the evolution of calamity.

It’s not an exaggeration to accept him as a disciple.

Speaking of which, the path of cultivation for the deceased Zhunti, including himself, is actually somewhat different from that of Hongjun Daozu.

Jie Ying and Zhunti were practicing "The Void of Nirvana, the World of Ultimate Bliss", and as for themselves, they were practicing "Martial Arts or the Power of Destruction". Hongjun Taoist Patriarch didn't even need to distinguish carefully, he knew just by feeling that these guys were not

I am a man of the road.

It would be great to have a named disciple.

It's a consolation prize.

Taoist Jie Yin didn't understand the reason. Although he was happy, he still felt a little regretful.

But Yang Lin didn't think so at all.

'Registered disciples are good, they are the best. Registered disciples are also disciples. After gaining the status, they have less responsibilities. Instead, they don't have to be watched by Hongjun Daozu all the time like Sanqing. They are not allowed to violate the rules at all. With Nuwa, this disciple

In comparison, there are not so many tasks. Wouldn't it be nice to have the breeze in your sleeves and be at ease...'

"The last sermon will be given after a thousand years, when the poor preacher will talk about the way to sanctification."

Hongjun dropped these words and ignored the exclamations that rang out in the Zixiao Palace. With a flick of his sleeves, he sent more than two thousand people out of the Zixiao Palace, out of the chaotic void, and onto the prehistoric land.

"The way to sanctification? Is it possible that after the next sermon, someone will really become a saint?"

"Those six seats are really all accepted as disciples and become the disciples of Master Hongjun. Who can afford to offend?"

"Mu Taoist originally said that the six futons were not ordinary seats, but holy thrones. Could it be that it was a prophecy and it was actually true?"

The surrounding demon clans and casual cultivators, including Taoist Minghe, as well as Yuanzi, Hongyun and others from Wuzhuangguan Town, were all surprised and confused.

Especially Taoist Hongyun, his face looked like a paint vat had been knocked over at this time, sometimes cyan, sometimes purple, sometimes red...

Kunpeng almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and stared at Hongyun with a cannibalistic gaze. For the first time, his hatred for Taoist Hongyun exceeded his hatred for Yang Lin.

'If this guy Hongyun hadn't given up his seat because he had nothing to do but had nothing to do, how could he have gotten Taoist priests Jie Yin and Zhunti to come over and sit down, and also use this opportunity of giving up his seat to drive me out of my seat.

It turns out that the title of Hongjun's disciple is so close to me, and the holy title just slipped away from my eyes. I was so angry.'

Zhen Yuanzi, the incarnation of the wood spirit, is the best at sensing Qi. At this time, he realized that something was wrong with Kunpeng's eyes. He quickly pulled his old friend and said, "Quickly leave, you can't stay here for a long time."
To be continued...