Chapter 2: Daozu’s sermon has nothing to do with me
Liu Heng thought very well, but didn’t he think that things would really develop as he thought?
Liu Tiao and Jin Ao chatted.
They are the only two people nearby who have opened their spiritual wisdom, and Jin Ao has not communicated with anyone for a long time.
Very excited.
Liu Tiao didn't 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. Based on the information and the contents of the Honghuang novels he had read, Liu Hao inferred that now 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 conflict between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has become increasingly profound.
Liu Hiiragi 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?
Moreover, even if he could transform, he would not be able to cross the chaos and find the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away with just his low modern strength.
As soon as Liu Heng became sane, he had the cultivation level of an immortal.
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 prehistoric 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 during the prehistoric period. Here, even a piece of grass or a stone can absorb enough spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it can also open spiritual wisdom and cultivate into 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 listen to the sermon, please come to Zixiao Palace."
Immediately, Liu Heng saw the colorful sky high in the sky. Light flashed across, it was the light emitted by the big guys when they controlled the magic weapon.
They set off for thirty-three days away.
Liu Heng looked envious.
“Don’t be envious.” Jin Ao spoke, his words piercing Liu Hiong’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 Hiiragi: "..."
Liu Hiiragi: "That's good, don't say it again."
Jin Ao: "Why?"
Liu Tiao: "Because the truth hurts the most."
Jin Ao: "Human? What is a human?"
Forgot , Empress Nuwa has not created humans yet.
Liu Hiiragi: "It's nothing. It's just a small race."
"Oh." Jin Ao didn't ask anymore.
There were many races in the ancient world, and it was normal for Jin Ao to think that he had never heard of them.
Liu Hao 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 it the legs or the tail of the snake that Nuwa empress shows to people?
Is Taiyi as powerful and handsome as written in the novel?
Is Di Jun a sinister person?
Are the Twelve Ancestral Witches really weird looking?
There was no more light flashing in the sky. It was likely that the big guys had already gone to Thirty-Three Heavens, and no one was flying further to 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, and waiting for another strange appearance in the sky. It's a pity that 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. I don’t have any other entertainment except practicing every day.
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 turned on, they all have little experience and are stupid.
Chatting with them will lower Liu Hiiragi's IQ.
Liu Heng thought, let him sleep too.
Anyway, cultivation is instinctive. Even if he falls asleep, his body will automatically absorb the vitality of heaven and earth for cultivation.
Liu Hiiragi let his mind sink into darkness.
At the moment when he fell into a deep sleep, his innate magical power suddenly broke out, taking Liu Hao's soul out of the primitive world and escaping into the depths of chaos.
In the Zixiao Palace, Patriarch Hongjun, who was giving a sermon, noticed something and looked towards 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 Great Immortal Yang Mei, and even ancestor Hongjun and Tiandao, who are saints, cannot find it.
After all, the ancient way of heaven was lacking, and Immortal Yang Mei’s saint cultivation was stronger than that of Patriarch 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 Heng was woken up and couldn't help but frown.
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, my eyes were opened, but my eyes were foggy and I couldn't see anything.
Liu Heng: "..."
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 to the third grandma, you gave birth to a son."
"Okay, take him out and let the 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 took his soul across time while he was sleeping, and now he is reborn as a baby!
With titles like "Third Grandma", "Third Master" and "Brother", it seems that the world he traveled through this time is the ancient world. It should not be a small family or a farmer's family. The family has money and can use it. Get up and down.
Well, it started well.
Liu Hiiragi 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.
But if you practice hard, you can become an immortal.
(End of this chapter)