Seven days passed quickly.
A ray of golden sunlight cut through the darkness, and a golden sun appeared on the sea level, rising slowly. The golden light sprinkled on the sea, making the waves sparkle.
Haoran City, a towering mountain that reaches into the sky, with exotic flowers and plants and rugged rocks on the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain stands a silver stone tablet more than ten feet high, on which are written three large golden characters "Haoran Peak" in a flamboyant style.
Today is the day when Zhao Qiankun will give a sermon, and the location is at Haoran Peak. Only cultivators at the Jindan stage and above can enter Haoran Peak, and low-level cultivators can only listen to the lecture at the foot of the mountain.
As soon as the sky brightened, Han Zhangxiang, Han Benfu, Han Benyong, Han Changying and Han Changwu appeared at the foot of Haoran Peak on time. A long queue had formed, and five Jindan cultivators were maintaining order.
Only cultivators at the Jindan stage and above can enter Haoran Peak. The guards did not stop them and let Han Zhangxiang and four others go up the mountain.
A bluestone staircase stretches from the foot of the mountain to the top, and there is lush grass around the bluestone staircase.
Han Zhangxiang and four others walked slowly towards the top of the mountain, their expressions excited.
It is a rare opportunity for a Spirit Transformation cultivator to preach, and it is also their chance. Not all Jindan cultivators can listen to a Spirit Transformation cultivator preach.
"Fairy Han, Fellow Daoist Han, you're here so early!"
A hearty male voice suddenly sounded.
Han Zhangxiang and four others stopped and turned to look behind them.
Han Chaoyang, Han Wenbin, Han Wenyue and Han Linsheng walked towards them. Upon learning that the Divine Transformation cultivator was giving a sermon, they arrived at Haoran Peak early. Unexpectedly, Han Zhangxiang and his four companions arrived even earlier.
"Senior Han, you are not too late."
Han Zhangxiang greeted with a smile.
"Senior Zhao is preaching. This is not something you can encounter at any time. Our chance has come. We have to come early. Let's go! Let's take a good position and hope to gain something."
Han Chaoyang smiled heartily and strode towards the top of the mountain.
Half a quarter of an hour later, they arrived at the top of the mountain. There was a bluestone square covering an area of ten thousand acres on the top of the mountain. Directly in front of the square was a golden palace more than ten feet high, with blue bricks and tiles, and flying eaves and brackets.
On the light golden plaque were written three large silver characters "Haoran Hall". In the reflection of the sunlight, it shone brightly and was very eye-catching. Next to the Haoran Hall was a red stone pavilion, and inside the pavilion there was a huge bell that shone red.
On the left and right sides of the Haoran Palace there is a golden pavilion more than ten feet high, with the gates closed.
In the center of the square is a circular platform more than ten feet high, with green cushions placed around the circular platform.
Hundreds of monks had already arrived. Han Zhangxiang and nine other monks found a seat near the front and sat down.
“Fellow Daoist Han, I heard that Senior Zhao is a fifth-level weapon refiner. Maybe he can explain the art of weapon refinement, which may help improve your weapon refinement skills.”
Han Wenbin's tone was familiar. Knowing that they were of the same clan as the Han family of Ziyue Island, his attitude became more friendly than before.
"I appreciate your advice, Fellow Daoist Han. I hope Senior Zhao can explain the art of refining weapons."
Han Zhangxiang's face was full of smiles. Zhao Qiankun was a fifth-rank weapon refiner, and his experience in weapon refining was priceless. Even a few words of advice might help Han Zhangxiang avoid a long detour.
"Fairy Han, Senior Zhao is giving a lecture, but your father is not here?"
A somewhat old man's voice suddenly came from behind Han Benfu.
Han Benfu turned her head and saw Baisha Sanren.
"My father is in seclusion, cultivating and striving for the Nascent Soul stage. I don't know how long he will be in seclusion."
Han Benfu said with a smile that this statement was naturally made up.
Over the years, many high-level cultivators have inquired about Han Changming's whereabouts. If they really cannot explain it, they will announce to the outside world that Han Changming is in seclusion to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Speaking of practicing in seclusion and preaching as a Divine Transformation cultivator, it would be unreasonable for Han Changming not to explain such a serious matter. If Han Changming was trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, then it would be explainable.
"Fellow Daoist Han is striving for the Nascent Soul stage? It's just as expected. I knew it! Why hasn't Fellow Daoist Han shown up for decades?"
Baisha Sanren suddenly realized and his face was full of envy.
Han Changming is proficient in alchemy and is a disciple of Ling Xiao Zhenren. It is reasonable for him to go into seclusion to achieve the Nascent Soul stage, and Baisha Sanren did not think much about it.
The time a Jindan cultivator spends in seclusion to reach the Yuanying stage varies from person to person, ranging from several decades to hundreds of years.
With this excuse, it would be understandable that Han Changming had not shown up for hundreds of years. By that time, Han Benfu would be able to take on the leading responsibility.
Han Chaoyang closed his eyes and rested, not participating in the conversation of the younger generation. In fact, if he participated, it would make the younger generation uncomfortable.
"Friend Han, have you found any strange insects or spiritual beasts recently?"
Han Benfu asked curiously, her eyes falling on the several spirit beast bags on Han Linsheng's waist.
Influenced by Han Changming, Han Benfu likes to expel insects and ward off beasts. Han Linsheng is a well-known insect fanatic and has raised many spiritual insects and beasts.
Han Linsheng smiled slightly and slapped the spirit beast bag. A golden light flew out, revealing a palm-sized golden frog with some light blue lines on its surface and emerald green eyes. This was a second-level spirit beast, the Green-eyed Frog.
"This is the Green Eyed Frog! I heard that this spiritual beast is good at finding natural treasures and usually lives in damp and dark caves. However, this spiritual beast has little magical power and is not very resistant to attack, so it is easy to be hunted by other monsters."
Han Benfu described the growth environment and specialties of the green-eyed frog like the back of her hand.
Han Linsheng nodded and said, "Yes! I also caught a few green-eyed frogs by chance. They are all level two. If they can be cultivated to level three, they can be used for treasure hunting. I caught a few, so I'll give this one to you!"
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Han Benfu was somewhat tempted, and looked hesitant.
"Since it's a gift from Fellow Daoist Han, Benfu, just accept it! Don't let Fellow Daoist Han down."
Han Zhangxiang spoke up.
After hearing this, Han Benfu thanked him and accepted the green-eyed frog.
"Fairy Han, I heard that your weapon refining skills are getting higher and higher. I have also been refining magic weapons recently."
Han Wenyue chatted with Han Changying and exchanged experiences in refining equipment.
Han Chaoyang closed his eyes to rest, while Han Zhangxiang and the other eight people chatted, talked and laughed, and got along harmoniously.
Time passed little by little, and Jindan cultivators walked to the bluestone square one after another and found a place to sit down.
Half an hour later, thousands of high-level cultivators gathered in the square, the lowest being in the early Jindan stage and the highest being in the late Yuanying stage.
Master Lingxiao flew to the giant red bell and slapped it with his right hand.
“Ding ding ding!”
He knocked three times in succession, and a heavy bell sound suddenly rang out, resounding through the sky.
"Please welcome, Senior Zhao."
Ling Xiao Zhenren's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the bluestone square.
Han Zhangxiang and the others stood up, bowed to Haoran Palace, and said in unison: "Respectfully welcome Senior Zhao."
The sound was deafening and spread throughout the entire Haoran City.
With a muffled sound, the door of Haoran Palace suddenly opened, and Zhao Qiankun walked out, his eyes sweeping over the monks present.
Han Zhangxiang and the others bowed again when they saw Zhao Qiankun, and said in unison: "Greetings, Senior Zhao."
Zhao Qiankun nodded with satisfaction, and with a flash of his body, he suddenly appeared on the circular platform.
"We in the Righteous Alliance have always had the custom of preaching. I have been busy with cultivation these years, so I have postponed the preaching. In the next few days, I will preach here. How much you can learn depends on your respective opportunities and luck."
Zhao Qiankun's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the bluestone square.
"Thank you, Senior Zhao, for your sermon. I will definitely listen carefully."
The voices of Han Zhangxiang and others echoed in the bluestone square.
"Everyone, please sit down and listen to me slowly."
Zhao Qiankun waved his hand, signaling the monks to sit down.
Han Zhangxiang and others responded and sat down one after another. They stared at Zhao Qiankun with different expressions.
There was envy, excitement, excitement, curiosity and so on. As the leader of the Righteous Alliance, Zhao Qiankun had been in seclusion all year round. Most high-level cultivators had only seen Zhao Qiankun's portrait, and many of them saw him in person for the first time.
"I was born as a casual cultivator. I have worked as a guide, set up stalls, hunted monsters, sold spirit wine, sold spirit beasts, and served as a worshiper. The reason I have come this far is not only due to chance, but also to my heart of Taoism."
"From the moment I embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, I knew that what I wanted was the path to immortality. No matter what thing or person I had, nothing could affect my pursuit of immortality. For this reason, I once gave up a relationship..."
Zhao Qiankun spoke leisurely, telling of his own experiences, starting from when he entered the world of immortal cultivation and wrote the book.
The monks listened attentively.
Thousands of low-level cultivators stood at the foot of Haoran Peak listening to the lecture. Zhao Qiankun's voice came from Haoran Peak and could be heard throughout Haoran City.
On the streets and in the pavilions, cultivators stopped and looked towards Haoran Peak.
This day will be recorded and passed down. Zhao Qiankun, the leader of the Righteous Alliance, gave a sermon and tens of thousands of cultivators listened.
Three days passed quickly.
Han Zhangxiang and others sat cross-legged on the cushions, with different expressions on their faces.
Some monks had hazy eyes, some had silly smiles on their faces, some had looks of reminiscence, and some had frowns on their brows.
Some people gain something, some are deeply touched, and some gain nothing at all. It all depends on personal understanding.
Han Zhangxiang looked thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something.
Zhao Qiankun explained the art of refining weapons and gave him some inspiration. He is digesting these inspirations, hoping to put them to good use. Only the knowledge he has mastered is his own.
Han Benfu held her chin with one hand, a thoughtful expression on her face. Han Benyong and the other two looked at each other.
The three of them didn't have any major feelings after listening to Zhao Qiankun's sermon.
Zhao Qiankun sat cross-legged on a round platform, his eyes sweeping across the cultivators present, focusing on those Nascent Soul cultivators.
Master Ling Xiao frowned slightly. He got some inspiration, but couldn't figure it out for the time being.
Fairy Qinglian showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face, obviously she had gained something.
After a while, Han Zhangxiang let out a breath and a happy expression appeared on his face.
He stood up and bowed to Zhao Qiankun to show his gratitude.
Some questions that had troubled him for many years were answered. If he could refine a top-grade magic weapon again, he was confident that he could refine a few more top-grade magic weapons.
One after another, the monks stood up and bowed to Han Zhangxiang to express their gratitude.
Half a day later, all the monks returned to normal.
Han Zhangxiang and other monks stood up, bowed, and said in unison: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. I am very grateful to you."
Zhao Qiankun smiled indifferently, took out a magic disk that was shining with spiritual light, and entered a magic formula. Hundreds of green spiritual lights shot up into the sky and transformed into a thick green light curtain, covering the entire bluestone square.
The faces of the monks present changed slightly and they were all confused.
"The spies report that the demons are planning to launch a beast tide to attack our human cultivators and plunder our cultivation resources. The first to strike is the strongest, and the last to strike will suffer. I plan to take the initiative. Do you dare to join me in fighting against the demons? Open up new territory for our human race?"
Zhao Qiankun's voice was clearly heard by every cultivator. His voice was gentle and comfortable to listen to.
"What? To deal with the demons? To expand the territory?"
"Why are we suddenly going to attack the demon tribe? Isn't it too hasty?"
"Humph, didn't you hear what Senior Zhao said? The demons wanted to start a beast tide, so we just took the initiative. We should have done this a long time ago. We just passively took the beating every time."
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The monks were discussing the matter, each holding their own opinion.
Han Zhangxiang frowned slightly. This news was too shocking. To suddenly attack the demon clan was indeed a bit unprepared.
He naturally didn't believe Zhao Qiankun's words. How could the demon tribe launch a beast tide for no reason? Even if the demon tribe wanted to launch a beast tide, how could Zhao Qiankun know the news in advance
When Zhao Qiankun wanted to attack the demon clan, he knew to gather the experts and launch a surprise attack. Wouldn’t the demon clan do the same
To put it bluntly, Zhao Qiankun was just looking for a suitable excuse to justify his actions. Anyway, there were many conflicts between the human and demon races, and a war would break out between the two races every once in a while.
"This matter will benefit future generations. Seniors, please understand. I am willing to follow you and open up new territories for the human race."
Master Ling Xiao was the first to stand up and express his opinion, and at the same time flatter Zhao Qiankun.
"The younger generation is also willing to follow the older generation and go through fire and water without hesitation."
"I am also willing to follow Senior Zhao. Senior Zhao, please give the orders!"
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Many Nascent Soul cultivators expressed their opinions one after another, and they all supported Zhao Qiankun.
Are you kidding? Do they dare to object? Zhao Qiankun didn't discuss it with them, he just said hello to them.
If they obey obediently, then it's fine. But if they oppose or pretend to obey but actually disobey, they will definitely not end well.
Zhao Qiankun was very satisfied with the attitude of the cultivators and said, "In order to achieve the goal of taking them by surprise, we will organize forty teams with forty Nascent Soul cultivators as the backbone to attack the territory occupied by the demon race. Don't worry, in addition to our Righteous Alliance, Penglai Island and Sanxian Island will also take action. This time, our three major forces will unite to deal with the demon race."
The monks felt much more at ease after hearing this.
If the three major forces join forces, that would be fine. Judging from their apparent strength, they have a greater chance of winning.
"This time, dealing with the demon tribe is of great importance. Those who desert or slack off will be severely punished. In serious cases, they will be killed without mercy. If you have made great contributions, you will be rewarded handsomely, including Infant Transformation Water and spiritual treasures. In other words, those who have made contributions will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be punished."
Zhao Qiankun said slowly, his eyes solemn.
In order to motivate the monks, he naturally had to offer benefits. Otherwise, if he just talked big, some people might become passive and lazy.