Chapter 2915: Preaching on the War Star (Part 3)

Millions of monks were solemn and respectful, waiting with such a strong momentum that those with weaker cultivation could not enter this sacred venue.

When the first ray of sunlight came from the horizon, Sun Hao's body floated up, and he stood on the high platform in the sunlight very casually and naturally.

After a few casual glances, Sun Hao smiled faintly and said loudly: "Since you are here, fellow Taoists, please come to my side and discuss Taoism with me, please..."

As he spoke, Sun Hao raised his hand slightly.

Among the millions of monks, seven cushions were picked up and turned around, heading towards the high platform where Sun Hao was.

The monks looked at the high platform together and suddenly found that almost at the moment when the cushions flew up, seven monks of different shapes were already sitting cross-legged on the high platform.

A beautiful woman who looked very gentle; an old man with a face like old tree bark; a middle-aged scholar with vigorous spirit; a strong man wearing an animal skin jacket; a saint with a white halo on his head; an evil man with a black halo on his head; the last one was wearing a black scarf, revealing a pair of fingers like dry bones.

The seven people's cushions surrounded Zhan Zu and bowed to Zhan Zu.

In the main pagoda, almost all the great masters of the human race have arrived. Most of these cultivators have seen the human emperor Hao Anyi. Almost the moment they saw the middle-aged scholar, everyone instantly understood that these seven people in front of them might be the top cultivators in the virtual world, the real masters, the great Mahayana cultivators.

The white jade platform, ten feet in radius, with seven cushions evenly distributed around Sun Hao, did not seem crowded at all.

Sun Hao smiled at the seven great Mahayana cultivators, walked to the cushion in the middle, and sat down slowly.

The moment Sun Hao sat down, the eight main towers shone brightly, and a brilliant light burst out, illuminating the high platform in the middle.

The eight cushions seemed to be lifted up in the light, slowly rising into the air, nine feet above the ground, and suspended in the air.

The cushions returned to their positions, and Sun Hao was about to greet him. The Taixu Ancient Tree bowed slightly to Sun Hao and said softly: "Now in the virtual world, Chenxiang is respected. Even the old tree has sensed the huge pressure on Chenxiang. We are here to listen to the teachings, so we should be weaker than Chenxiang..."

As he spoke, the cushion of the Taixu Ancient Tree slowly sank.

Just as Sun Hao was about to be polite, the Human Emperor Hao Anyi laughed out loud: "Okay, Chenxiang, the old tree is right. At our level, we admire absolute strength. With Chenxiang's current overwhelming combat power, we should be in awe..."

The ancestor witch shook his head: "Although I am very reluctant, my cultivation is inferior to others. Zhanzu, you really convinced me. Okay, don't be hypocritical."

The seven floating cushions slowly descended, about ten feet shorter than Sun Hao, and floated on the white jade platform.

Sun Hao was not hypocritical, with a slight smile on his face, and said: "Fellow Taoists, you are polite, but in this case, I will adjust the continuous adjustment of the entire scene..."

After speaking, Sun Hao glanced around and said loudly: "The pressure of the eight Mahayana is not something that ordinary people can bear. Fellow Taoists, Chenxiang is the master, adjust your positions, please be patient."

After speaking, Sun Hao waved his hand in the air.

Almost instantly, tens of millions of monks felt at the same time that the cushions they sat on were moving, and their bodies moved quickly with the cushions.

Tens of thousands of cushions moved at the same time, and the entire huge dojo made a swish sound of breaking through the air. The monks in it only felt that the surroundings were like weaving cloth, and there were monks sitting on cushions and floating past quickly.

The entire huge dojo moved instantly. What was very strange was that tens of thousands of monks adjusted and moved very quickly, but there was no collision accident in the process.

It took only a breath of time for the positions of all monks to be adjusted.

Then, the dojo built by Zhichi also underwent magical changes at this moment. The flat grassland slowly turned into slopes, and circles of platforms appeared on them. After Sun Hao adjusted the cushion, it fell on these platforms.

From the position closest to Sun Hao to the outside, the entire dojo became a huge funnel shape. The highest and most outer position was far higher than the platform where Sun Hao was.

The distance to the platform also became much closer in an instant, and Sun Hao's breath could be sensed more effectively.

In a breath of time, all the people in such a large dojo were ranked, and the layout of the dojo was completely changed.

How strong the sensing power, how strong the control power, and how high the cultivation level must be.

The monks in the dojo were all shocked, looking at Sun Hao in the sky, full of admiration.

Awesome, really awesome.

Zhan Zu is indeed Zhan Zu, this is really better than seeing.

Before he started preaching, Sun Hao's show had already shocked every monk.

Perhaps, for many monks, controlling hundreds or thousands of people would take a lot of effort, but Zhan Zu controlled tens of millions.

Powerful without explanation.

After all the monks returned to their positions and stabilized their mood, Sun Hao sat on the futon and said slowly: "Chenxiang greets all Taoist friends."

Everyone did not dare to neglect it, and bowed together, facing the high platform and said loudly: "Greetings to Master Zhanzu, greetings to Master Zhanzu..."

Millions of people sang together, millions of powerful monks sang together, and suddenly, above the Abel War Star, there was a magnificent momentum like a tsunami, and the sound waves were higher than the waves, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, the momentum of the human race suddenly became strong. It can be said that the reputation and luck of the human race suddenly reached a new height.

On the high platform, the emperor Hao Anyi instantly felt it, his eyes flashed with joy, and he glanced at Sun Hao in the middle, revealing an extremely respectful look.

The other Mahayana monks looked at each other and saw the shock and helplessness in each other's eyes.

What a great war ancestor of the human race, what a sophisticated calculation, the momentum of the human race has indeed reached its peak in an instant, soaring into the sky.

Sun Hao had a faint smile on his face, and without being polite, he began to get straight to the point and began to preach to the world: "Tao is the ultimate truth of the top cultivation of our human race. Over the years, thousands of supreme monks of the human race have given many magical explanations to the word "Tao", covering it with layers of noble veils. Today, Chenxiang will briefly tell you about his understanding and interpretation of Tao, hoping to help everyone's practice..."

Mahayana discusses Tao, Mahayana preaches Tao.

It is obscure and difficult to understand. If you don't practice, you will definitely be confused and have no idea what he is talking about.

However, Sun Hao's discussion of Taoism is simple and profound. Every cultivator who hears Sun Hao's talk has a deep understanding. It feels that it is indeed the case. It feels that it is indeed Tao.

What is Tao? Tao is not Tao, Tao is not non-Tao, and it is not Tao.

What is Tao? Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

What is Tao? Tao is nature. Nature is Tao. Nature is self, oneself. However, it is like this, like this, like that. All things are not things themselves. The sun and the moon are bright without anyone lighting them, the stars are arranged by themselves, the animals are born without anyone creating them, the wind is automatic without anyone fanning it, the water flows without anyone pushing it, the grass and trees are born without anyone planting it, they breathe without breathing, they beat without heartbeats...

Tao is like the road people walk on. It exists in people's lives all the time and affects people's survival all the time.

Tao has no attribute distinction, and Tao has no distinction between good and bad.

Tao is Tao, and Tao is not Tao.

Sun Hao started by explaining what Tao is, citing classics. As Sun Hao talked, many mirror images would naturally appear on the platform to prove Sun Hao's point of view.

All the cultivators seemed to be immersed in the perception of Tao, looking at the illusion of Tao, constantly comprehending and feeling deeply.

The seeds of Tao were deeply buried in their memories.

Tao is not Tao. When you can't see it, Tao doesn't exist; it is not Tao. When you understand it, Tao is right beside you.