Shortly after Tongtian Jiaozhu arrived and sat down, Hongjun Daoren also entered the hall.
He looked up at Hu Le and saw Hu Le sitting upright on the cloud platform with his eyes slightly closed, seemingly unconcerned about his arrival.
"Alas, times have truly changed. I never imagined that I, a humble Taoist, would one day be able to listen to his teachings..."
Hongjun Daoist sighed inwardly, but still quickly walked up to Hu Le, bowed to him, and sat down next to Tongtian Jiaozhu.
As the saying goes, there is a sequence to learning the Way.
In the past, he was the Dao Ancestor, the first saint in the primordial world to achieve Hunyuan, preaching to all living beings in Zixiao Palace and reaping immeasurable merit and fortune.
This has led to the continued prosperity of Taoism to this day.
However, time flies, and after countless years of cultivation and accumulation, Hu Le has become someone who surpasses him.
Now, the tables have turned, and it's his turn to seek guidance from Hu Le.
Not long after Hongjun Daoist took his seat, a figure leisurely walked into the hall. The person who came was none other than Yuanshi Tianzun.
He bowed to Hu Le, then found a seat and sat down.
Immediately afterwards, four more figures appeared in the hall, including three men and one woman: Laozi and Nuwa, and the other two were the Buddhist monks Jieyin and Zhunti.
After bowing to Hu Le, the four of them found places to sit down.
After they were seated, Guan Kong also entered the hall and sat down beside the saints.
At this moment, several sages from the primordial world had gathered together, waiting for Hu Le to begin his lecture.
After a while, Yuan Huang and the other Taoist disciples also entered the hall.
Naturally, they dared not sit side by side with the sages, so under Yuan Huang's guidance, they sat down in the second row.
After they sat down, a monkey suddenly jumped into the hall. This monkey was none other than Sun Wukong, who had come from Mount Ling.
After entering the main hall, Sun Wukong respectfully bowed to Hu Le, then silently found a seat and sat down.
Shortly after, Lady Wangshu also arrived in a hurry.
This female immortal is one of the few remaining ancient primordial deities since the beginning of time.
Back then, those beings who were more powerful than her are now few and far between.
For example, Emperor Jun and his wife, Taiyi and his wife, and Zhen Yuanzi, either made it onto the Investiture of the Gods or perished completely.
However, she has always lived in seclusion deep within the Taiyin Star, rarely getting involved in worldly karma, thus avoiding being burdened by too much karmic debt.
Therefore, she has survived several great calamities and is still alive and well to this day.
It has to be said, her luck is simply top-tier...
After entering the main hall, Lady Wangshu also bowed to Hu Le, and then sat down next to Sun Wukong.
Subsequently, the three sovereigns of the human race—Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan—also arrived at the hall.
After some time, the Ziwei brothers also arrived one after another...
Time flies like an arrow; it passes in the blink of an eye.
In just three days, the hall was already packed with people, with no seats available.
At that moment, Hu Le's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his gaze swept over the immortals.
After a moment, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a detached smile. He thought to himself, "It seems everyone has arrived. There shouldn't be any more newcomers coming."
At the same time, the two vermilion doors of the main hall slowly closed, making a dull sound.
He looked around at the excited, expectant, or puzzled gazes, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Everyone, now that you're all here, let's not waste any more time and get started!"
After saying that, Hu Le cleared his throat and began to expound on the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
As he spoke, the hall gradually filled with melodious Taoist chants, as beautiful as heavenly music.
The audience listened with rapt attention, as if they were in a magical world, their hearts filled with longing and curiosity for the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.
However, this was not the end. At that moment, a series of brilliant and colorful rays of light suddenly appeared in the hall.
These rays of light, like a rainbow, illuminated the entire hall, making it look like a dream.
At the same time, wisps of auspicious mist appeared out of nowhere, swirling around everyone like clouds and fog.
Even more, auspicious clouds began to gather in the sky above the main hall, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Golden flowers began to fall from the void, as light and beautiful as snowflakes.
On the ground, golden lotuses bloomed, emitting a delicate fragrance.
In an instant, the entire hall was filled with all sorts of strange sights, bathing everyone in a peaceful light.
In the darkness, wisps of the Primordial Dao began to gather and condense in the hall, transforming into specks of purple spiritual light.
These radiant lights, like the essence of brilliant stars, shimmered and floated above everyone's heads.
In this mysterious atmosphere, the immortals seemed to sense the presence of the Great Dao.
Suddenly, they had a flash of inspiration, as if they had received some kind of revelation. While listening to the voice of the Great Dao, they released their divine senses to capture the purple spiritual light above their heads.
When the spiritual light merged into their bodies, it transformed into a powerful force of the Great Dao, surging and washing over them like a torrent.
Suddenly, their bodies began to undergo a wondrous transformation.
The profound mysteries of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos gradually manifested in their minds.
However, these great paths appear extremely ethereal and illusory, seemingly close at hand yet too far away to be touched, making it difficult for people to see their mysteries.
They could see it clearly, but they couldn't touch it. This made the immortals feel as if their hearts were being torn apart. Their faces, which were originally immersed in happiness, now showed a trace of pain.
Even the saints were not spared; the pain on their faces was more evident than that of the others.
Just as they were about to leap from the ground, unable to endure the torment any longer, the power of the Great Dao that had been flowing within their bodies suddenly changed direction and converged on their Purple Mansion Spirit Platform.
Before long, their spiritual altars were tinged with wisps of purple aura.
They immediately understood and quickly activated their spiritual energy to absorb the purple energy.
As wisps of purple energy merged into his primordial spirit, the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, which hung high above his mind, became increasingly clear.
As they drew closer to the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, they increasingly felt its mystery and profundity.
However, at that moment, a nameless fear suddenly surged into my heart.
This fear does not stem from external threats, but rather from an instinctive reaction deep within oneself to the unknown.
"What is this?" someone couldn't help but exclaim, their voice filled with fear and unease.
The others echoed, their faces showing the same look of terror.
Then, everyone's faces turned ashen, their foreheads were covered in cold sweat, and their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was as if an invisible force was dragging them into an abyss, making it impossible for them to escape.
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