Chapter 1517

North Star, star city.

Thousands of lights fall from the sky, and countless lights fly in and out from the stars below.

The North Star is bigger than the East Star, but it is better than it. It also has the title of holy star.

Tang Hao fell down and walked around the star city to inquire about the star.

There are three pure lands in the East, three thousand ancient families, countless Xianmen, and the flood and famine family.

In this vast territory of Beichen star, countless forces have also been born, many of which are comparable to the three pure lands in the East, but it is not called pure land, but extraordinary forces.

Each is a colossal giant with a long history and profound inside information.

Similarly, on this star, there are countless dangerous places, Jedi, full of opportunities.

Tang Hao was not in a hurry, but went to the place where he sold medicine and bought medicinal materials.

Most of the medicinal materials in different places are different. Many rare medicinal materials in the East are very common here.

Of course, treasure medicine is a rare thing wherever you go, and you can't buy it generally.

All the herbs he collected were stuffed into his cave. There are still many people there, so they can plant them.

Since he had a separation, he didn't take care of the medicine garden much, and gave it all to the separation.

He rented a cave in Xingcheng for a short time and stayed for a few days.

On this day, he went to the restaurant and got a message.

"Have you heard that there is news from the Sanqing palace that the holy ancestor has left the customs and will open a pulpit soon."

Hearing the news, Tang Hao was moved.

The so-called holy ancestor is the Holy One.

Here, Huaxian consummation is called ancestor. Tang Hao has heard a lot about blood ancestor and magic ancestor, and the saint is called Saint Zu.

"Really? That's a sensation. I remember the last time the holy ancestor spoke, it was more than 50 years ago. After that, he closed down. Unexpectedly, it was more than 50 years!"

"Hey! More than 50 years is nothing. For the holy ancestor, 50 years is a snap!"

The news of the neighbor caused a sensation in the whole restaurant.

The people looked excited and could not hide their admiration and reverence between their words.

After a little inquiry, Tang Hao learned about the holy ancestor.

The holy ancestor, whose Taoist name is Sanqing, is not from a big school, but from scattered cultivation. After becoming famous, he founded the Sanqing palace.

The holy ancestor of Sanqing is easy-going, natural and unrestrained. He is an extraordinary and immortal figure. His Sanqing palace is also detached and never gets involved in any disputes.

From time to time, the holy ancestor also invited practitioners from all over the world to open a forum to preach, thus accumulating a high reputation.

"Are there any rules for opening the pulpit?"

Tang Hao asked.

He is a little excited. After all, he is a saint and has a long life. It is said that he has lived for thousands of years. The way he speaks must be different.

Go and listen. Maybe you'll get something.

"There are no rules. No matter who you are, you can go. The holy ancestor said," teach without class and all beings are equal. You can go even if you are not human. "

"It's just that the way spoken by the holy ancestor is the deepest way. Most people don't understand it. People with low cultivation will not join in the fun to avoid humiliation."

After listening, Tang Hao was a little surprised.

"It seems that this holy ancestor is really not an ordinary person!" He sighed.

"Isn't that nonsense!"

"Holy Father, he's an old man. That's a living immortal!"

Several people in the next seat immediately scolded.

After asking the date and place, Tang Hao set out.

The Sanqing palace is not on the ground, but a palace floating in the air. The whole body is full of rays, and the precious light flows. It is like a fairy palace, lying in the air.

Seeing from a distance, Tang Hao was a little surprised.

This palace is a treasure.

In the four directions of the sky, countless lights came and poured into the palace.

Guanghua has different momentum. Some are magnificent, such as a startling rainbow through the air. The momentum is frightening. At first glance, it turns into an immortal. Others have the realm of cutting the way and asking questions.

Even, there are some babies with golden elixirs, but they are very rare.

Some are not even human, but some big demons.

"What a spectacle!"

Tang Hao sighed with emotion when he saw him.

It was the first time for him to listen to the sermon with the human race.

When you fly near, you can see an extremely wide square in front of the hall, which can accommodate millions of people. At the moment, many people have gathered in the square.

These people are very casual. Even if Huaxian Tianjun comes here, he will pull a futon and sit down at will. He doesn't dare to put on airs at all.

How dare they put on airs in front of the holy ancestor's door.

Here, everyone is equal. Even the little friar who built the foundation can sit next to the Immortal Emperor.

Everyone dared not make a noise and looked a little reserved.

After Tang Hao fell down, he looked left and right, found an empty seat, squeezed forward and sat down in that position.

"Be friendly!"

Next to him, several practitioners turned around, arched their hands at him and smiled.

Tang Hao also gave a gift.

"I don't know what the Holy Father will say this time?"

"I don't know. The holy ancestor always talks with his nature. How much he can understand depends on his personal understanding!"

People all around are whispering.

People kept falling in the four directions. For about two days, it was full here, and the people coming from behind could only sit in the air.

Until noon on the fourth day, I heard a bell ring in the hall ahead. The whole square and millions of practitioners were silent, and no one dared to make a noise again.

Everyone's eyes looked at the front door of the hall.

With a creak, the hall door opened and a figure stepped out.

With white clothes, white hair, thin body and fairy demeanor, this is the holy ancestor of Sanqing. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary old man. Even his clothes are coarse linen clothes, which can't be more ordinary.

He walked out barefoot with a dustbrush in his hand.

"See the Holy Father of Sanqing!"

For a moment, the square was square, and everyone bent down and shouted in unison.

The sound tide is like thunder, shaking the world.

The old man smiled and said, "you're welcome!"

Then the people got up and sat down.

The old man stepped onto the high platform in front of the temple, sat down, cleared his throat and said, "the last sermon should have been more than 50 years ago!"

"Now RB will open again to talk about the world's main road. How much you can understand depends on your own understanding and creation."

"The old rule is that if you want to preach, you should first talk about the way of the five elements, which is the most basic way in the world, and then we will talk about other ways!"

The old man paused and began to preach.