“150 years!”
“Master, when that fellow Yin Taoist reminded you just now, I just wanted to tell you to go and get a seat early.”
“Some of the top Hongmeng alchemists gave lectures. After the last lecture, the Hongmeng alchemists did not leave until the next lecture. They just stayed here and waited for a thousand years.” Xiaohua said.
“If it is taught by a top Hongmeng alchemist, it will be worth waiting for a thousand years.” Xu Feng nodded.
“Fellow Taoist Yin, I have only been here for a short time, so I wonder how this Hongmeng alchemist’s teachings are going.”
Xu Feng looked at the message transmitted by the man from the Silver Horn tribe.
“It’s okay. This Hongmeng alchemist specializes in teaching the first 15 Xuanhuang Alchemy Sutras. His lectures are very thorough and I have benefited a lot.”
“In these millions of years, I have listened exclusively to this master’s sermons.” The silver-horned man said with a smile.
“Fellow Daoist Xu, I know that your understanding of the Xuanhuang Alchemy Sutra is definitely not as simple as the tenth volume.”
“There are still 150 years before the sermon, let’s talk about it in our minds.” The silver-horned man said with great interest.
“That’s good. There were always some dissatisfactions when discussing Tao before. This time we are open to discussing Tao.” Xu Feng nodded slightly.
The same book can have as many different feelings as many people read it.
So Xu Feng did not have any contempt for these Xuanhuang alchemists who had only comprehended the tenth or so Xuanhuang Sutra.
The spiritual thoughts of both sides built a small world. In the small world, Xu Feng and the silver-horned man began to discuss the Tao.
One hundred and fifty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Xu Feng didn’t open his eyes until the Chaos Bell rang.
“Fellow Daoist Xu, I was rude before.” The silver-horned man sitting cross-legged not far away bowed slightly to Xu Feng.
During these 150 years of spiritual discussion, Xu Feng’s understanding of Alchemy completely convinced the Silver Horn man.
The Silver Horn Man gained a lot, and Xu Feng gained a deeper understanding of the first ten Xuanhuang Sutras.
“Everyone, the sermon begins.”
A humanoid Hongmeng alchemist with fish scales on his limbs appeared on the high platform in the middle, looking at the many Xuanhuang alchemists below with a kind expression.
“In the realm of the sky and the sea, all things turn into water, the roads are harnessed by water, and all the roads are gentle..."
At the beginning, the Hongmeng alchemist first preached the general outline of his family’s alchemy.
Xu Feng was still new to it at first, using the avenue of water to evolve the path of alchemy.
But when the Hongmeng alchemist wanted to explain the general outline completely, Xu Feng rolled his eyes.
“What an old lady’s foot binding…” Xu Feng couldn’t help but complain.
This thing just sounds fresh, but if you really want to listen to it in a serious way, it will seem a bit boring.
Hongmeng Alchemist and his family’s general outline of alchemy has been publicized for three years.
The main topic then began, and the Xuanhuang alchemist in the audience instantly became serious.
Xu Feng also concentrated slightly, preparing to listen to the first sermon in Hongmeng Avenue Palace.
After seven years, the sermon ended.
Xu Feng broke free from the alchemy enlightenment and prepared to return with the silver-horned man.
“Fellow Daoist Xu, don’t be anxious. The person who will give the lecture next time is a top Hongmeng alchemist. He is the best at using heavenly fire to make elixirs.”
“He is the most orthodox and top-level Hongmeng alchemist. Let’s not leave here and wait for the next one a thousand years later.” said the silver-horned man.
When the silver-horned man started to speak, Xiaohua's voice also sounded in Xu Feng's heart, and the content was roughly the same.
As he spoke simultaneously, Xu Feng felt that Xiaohua's voice was a bit resentful.
“Thank you, fellow Daoist Yin, for reminding me.” Xu Feng thanked him.
“I would like to thank fellow Taoist for reminding me.”
"There are still a thousand years until the next sermon, and I have some new insights into alchemy. How about we discuss it, fellow Taoist." "It's true that I can't ask for it."
Xu Feng and the silver-horned man discussed Tao again.
Only this time, Xu Feng was distracted and started chatting with Tao Mengbai among the stars in the territory.
“Husband, I discovered that there is a Nine God Fox Clan in the Hongmeng Avenue Palace. I wonder if it has anything to do with my Nine-Tailed Spirit Clan.”
“The most amazing thing is that there is a witch clan here, and the top witch ancestor actually has the strength of the eighth realm.”
“There are witch clans, so there must be demon clans, right?” Xu Feng suddenly felt that he had caught a trace of inexplicable cause and effect.
“There is no name like the Monster Clan, but there is a Clan of Demon Gods here, which seems to be the same as the Monster Clan. The strongest ones are also in the Eighth Realm.”
“What about the Dragon Clan? Are there any Dragon Clan?” Xu Feng asked again.
"Yes, and the types are very diverse. There are even dragons with long wings and fat bodies, and they are also very powerful." Tao Mengbai said.
“Interesting~” Xu Feng felt as if he had caught something, which he could not explain clearly.
Thousands of years have passed by in the blink of an eye for many Xuanhuang alchemists.
During these thousand years, Xu Feng also got to know many Xuanhuang alchemists of various races in the surrounding area.
Xu Feng’s exquisite understanding of alchemy has won the respect of other Xuanhuang alchemists.
The Chaos Bell rang, reaching the center of the stage, and a flame suddenly rose.
In an instant, a blazing fire spread out.
That aura swept across the entire place, making Xu Feng feel a burning sensation in his heart.
A dark red figure appeared on the high platform.
Has dark red skin, a huge body with a bear head, and red leather armor.
When Xu Feng looked at the figure on the avenue, he seemed to see a big sun shining in all directions.
“Everyone, the sermon begins.”
“The beginning of the way of alchemy is the solution to the disasters of all things, and the rhyme of the way is spread by the sky…”
The sermon attracted Xu Feng’s attention right from the beginning. In his opinion, almost every Hongmeng alchemist has his or her own alchemy system.
Being able to reach the realm of Alchemy Dao Hongmeng must have great merits.
The first lecture he heard from the Hongmeng alchemist was very verbose, but there was a lot of useful information that he had never heard before.
The same is true for this person now. He talks directly about the essentials when he comes up.
Ten years of preaching, in Xu Feng's perception, are like a blink of an eye.
Like a touching song, the moment you are immersed in the spirit, the song has ended, leaving only the aftertaste lingering in your heart.
This is how Xu Feng feels at this moment.
Looking at the empty high platform, Xu Feng felt a little reluctant to give up.
“Ten years is too short.” Xu Feng murmured.
"I feel the same way. I just have the feeling that I can understand the eleventh volume of the Xuanhuang Alchemy Sutra. This sermon has been completed." The silver-horned man said with emotion.
“Master, in the next 9,000 years, all Hongmeng alchemists’ sermons were based on the first ten Xuanhuang Alchemy Sutras.” Xiaohua’s voice rang in Xu Feng’s heart.
“Fellow Daoist Xu, these are just what some alchemists who have just entered the Xuanhuang Realm want to hear. They are not interesting.”
“While I’m at it, I’d like to invite fellow Daoist Xu to play in the World of Ten Thousand Worlds.” The silver-horned man said and raised his eyebrows slightly at Xu Feng, showing an expression that every man would understand.
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“Fellow Daoist Xu, just follow me. I guarantee that your trip will be worthwhile.”
At this time, the Xuanhuang alchemists in the scene began to disperse one after another. (End of chapter)