“Ridiculous!”
Looking at Lady Nuwa’s playful, mischievous smile, Fang Yang could not help muttering.
However, he did not say anything more.
As for giving up his seat?
That was simply an unlucky meditation cushion!
He avoided it like the plague, so how could he possibly sit on it?
“Thud, thud, thud!”
Suddenly, two daoists hurried into the hall from outside, looking disheveled.
When they saw the main hall filled with great experts and the first six meditation cushions already occupied, their faces immediately fell, revealing miserable expressions.
They were none other than Jieyin and Zhunti of the impoverished Western Region!
“Senior brother, think of how we traveled countless miles from the Western Region to listen to the Dao, yet we do not even have a seat. We might as well die!” Zhunti suddenly cried out.
At the same time, he moved, intending to smash his head against a nearby pillar.
“Junior brother, you must not!”
Jieyin wore a sorrowful expression and hurriedly stopped Zhunti, sighing, “This is a Saint’s daoist sanctuary. How could we spill blood here and defile the main hall? Why not follow me outside? We should still be able to hear the Great Dao.”
His words sounded so desolate, as though the main hall simply could not contain them!
Unfortunately, all the great experts in the main hall merely watched coldly and paid them no attention.
“Little Bamboo, there are clearly so many empty seats in the hall. Why are they acting like this?” At this moment, Lady Nuwa’s crisp voice reached Fang Yang’s ear, as though she was genuinely puzzled by Jieyin and Zhunti’s behavior.
“They are nothing more than two hypocritical and shameless wretches!”
Fang Yang curled his lips and replied without the slightest courtesy, “Their acting is truly terrible!”
“I see. Then I will not give up my seat!” Nuwa nodded slightly.
“Daoist brother, you must not do this!”
Yet at that very moment, Daoist Hongyun stood up, grabbed Zhunti, and stopped him.
“Whoosh!”
The instant Daoist Hongyun stood up, Zhunti suddenly shoved Jieyin onto the latter’s meditation cushion. Then he cupped his hands toward Hongyun and said, “Thank you, daoist brother, for giving up your seat!”
“This…!”
Seeing Jieyin seated on his meditation cushion, Daoist Hongyun’s voice caught. His face flushed red, but he could only stammer and was unable to ask for the cushion back. In the end, he gave an embarrassed smile and sat down to the side.
Zhunti then scanned everyone present once more. Upon discovering that the first three meditation cushions were connected by aura and that the cultivation and dharma power of those seated there were unfathomably profound, he did not dare entertain any reckless thoughts.
The fourth meditation cushion was occupied by another woman, with Fuxi glaring menacingly behind her, so it was also inconvenient to fight over it.
Thus, his gaze soon fell upon Kunpeng on the sixth meditation cushion. His eyes flickered, and he immediately devised a scheme!
“Hey! What are you, and what qualifications do you have to occupy a venerable seat alongside us?!” Zhunti glared at Kunpeng and shouted angrily.
“Indeed. You, a creature covered in fur and wearing horns, should get up and give this daoist brother your seat!” Primordial Heavenly Venerable, who was arrogant and had always looked down on those born of wetness and hatched from eggs, also chimed in.
At the same time, the host of immortals in Zixiao Palace joined in the commotion, each looking eager to watch the spectacle, and urged Kunpeng to give up his seat.
Seeing that he had incurred the wrath of everyone, Kunpeng’s expression immediately darkened to the extreme. His pair of sinister eyes flashed with chilling radiance!
Nevertheless, in the end, he rose and gave up his seat, filled with fury and unwillingness!
It was worth mentioning that, as he gave up his seat, he glared venomously at Hongyun.
He had actually come to bear a grudge against Hongyun!
“Silence! No noise is permitted within Zixiao Palace. Teacher is about to begin preaching!” Seeing that the great experts had taken their seats, Haotian stepped forward at the appropriate moment and shouted.
“Hum!”
At this moment, Hongjun’s figure appeared atop the dao platform without a sound, as though he had just arrived, yet also as though he had always been there.
Dao resonance Enshrouded the Area around him, and his aura was ethereal!
His pair of chaos eyes swept over all the great experts before finally pausing on Fang Yang for a moment, as though deep in thought.
That single glance seemed to see straight through Fang Yang.
“What are you staring at? You are the culprit who caused my bloodline rank to rise!” Facing Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s chaos eyes, Fang Yang, possessing 《divine might》, was completely unaffected. Instead, he grumbled inwardly.
“From now on, these shall be the seats. No more disputes!”
Dao Ancestor Hongjun naturally had no idea what Fang Yang was thinking. After withdrawing his gaze, he began preaching the dao on his own.
“Within primordial chaos, there exists something silent and vast. It is the beginning of heaven and earth and the mother of all things. I do not know its name, so I forcibly call it the Dao. The Dao has no form…”
A Saint’s preaching was naturally extraordinary. Celestial flowers rained from the sky, Golden Lotuses Surging from the Earth, and wondrous visions appeared in profusion!
Throughout Zixiao Palace, dao resonance Enshrouded the Area, while the boundless power of laws permeated the surroundings. It was truly incomparably profound.
The great experts were also entranced by what they heard, sometimes smiling, sometimes furrowing their brows tightly, and sometimes even adopting the appearance of weeping bitterly, displaying every possible expression.
Yet there was one oddity in the hall!
It was Fang Yang!
It was just that after Dao Ancestor Hongjun cast a glance at him, Fang Yang suddenly thought of a problem.
He suddenly wondered whether listening to the dao preached by Dao Ancestor Hongjun might cause him to enter a state of sudden enlightenment, thereby causing his cultivation realm to soar. After all, a Saint’s preaching was extraordinary.
Especially among the Three Thousand dao lecture attendees in Zixiao Palace, it seemed that all of them ultimately achieved at least the quasi-saint realm. They had definitely gained an enormous harvest while listening to the dao.
“I almost ruined everything!”
Fang Yang said resentfully.
Immediately afterward, his thought-manifestation stirred, and he directly sealed off his primordial spirit and six senses. He sat blankly on the ground and closed his eyes, calmly resting on his own.
In other words, he had fallen asleep!
Thus, the following scene appeared within Zixiao Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun preached the Great Dao atop the dao platform, speaking with falling heavenly flowers and Golden Lotuses Surging from the Earth.
Within the hall, the three thousand great firmament golden immortal great experts listened in a state of intoxication. They displayed every aspect of life, immersed in the profound mysteries of the Great Dao, while their comprehension of heaven and earth rose like the sun at high noon.
But Fang Yang alone tilted his head and snored away in deep sleep.