The Southern World of Heaven.

Qin Jun was accompanying Zhu Yanqing in the bedroom. Now Zhu Yanqing may be about to give birth at any time and rarely walk out of the bedroom.

"If the beloved concubine is a boy, she is called Qin Lingming, and if the girl is called Qin Xizhi, how about it?"

Qin Jun touched Zhu Yanqing's belly and said with a smile that this was the first time he was a father in his past and present life.

As for the Ji family, it was a product of the ridiculous life of the previous life. At that time, Qin Jun did not expect that the woman who spent the night would give birth to a child.

He had no feelings for the woman, but only took their own needs. After 130,000 years, he could no longer remember the woman's voice, appearance, and name.

He only remembers that such things happened vaguely.

When Zhu Yanqing heard this, she nodded and said, "The name this time is not bad."

Qin Jun smiled and said that the issue of naming was really annoying. After all, he was the Emperor of Heaven, and the name of his descendants should not be vulgar, but it must also have connotations and include great ambitions.

After talking to Zhu Yanqing for a while, Qin Jun got up and left.

Zhu Yanqing needs more rest now, so it’s hard for Qin Jun to keep disturbing him.

I have to say that this child should have a strong bloodline talent. Zhu Yanqing's daily appetite is extremely high. In order to replenish the fetus' spiritual energy, Qin Jun specially collected various rare tonics to nourish Zhu Yanqing's body.

He is looking forward to the future of this child.

At the same time, he began to miss Liu Ruole. She was also pregnant and might be about to give birth.

But she is in the inheritance of fate and can only rely on herself.

According to the system, the place where fate is inherited is a void space, without any living creatures, only inheritors.

Soon, Qin Jun came to his bedroom and he was ready to use the opportunity to listen to the sermon.

Hopefully, he can make his cultivation leap.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and ordered in his heart: "System, I want to use the opportunity to listen to the sermon!"

"Ding! The host will be randomly legendary to the mythological dojo!"

The system prompt sounded, and Qin Jun felt dizzy, his eyes turned black, and his consciousness fell into chaos.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe one second or it may last for thousands of years.

"I didn't expect so many creatures to come and listen to the sermons."

"Nonsense, Zhenyuan Daxian is the leader of Luxian!"

"Really, false? It is said that Zhenyuan Daxian became enlightened a long time ago, and it was longer than the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors?"

"Yes, the ancient books of my dragon clan also record the deeds of Zhenyuan Daxian."

"Zhenyuan Daxian is very strong, but unfortunately he doesn't like to fight and is very low-key."

The noise around slowly pulled Qin Jun's thoughts back to reality. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was standing at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by dense monsters, the mountains were undulating, and the mountain in front had no trees, only weeds. Looking up, he saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robe sitting cross-legged at the top.

He closed his eyes tightly, and he was muttering something in his mouth, and his whole aura seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.

Zhen Yuanzi!

Qin Jun's expression was refreshed. Listening to the discussion of the monsters around him, he learned the identity of the Taoist above.

It turned out to be Zhen Yuanzi!

Although Zhen Yuanzi was so cowardly in Journey to the West, he was still sworn in with Sun Wukong.

In fact, this is not the case. He is the ancestor of the earthly immortals.

To put it in a deeper sense, Western Buddhist preaching, allowing Sun Wukong to act as the protagonist of the great catastrophe and spreading the Western Sutra, is a great merit, but allowing Zhen Yuanzi to become sworn brothers with Sun Wukong is equivalent to sharing some of his merits, which is amazing.

Haven't you seen that I, Taiyi, the great masters such as Ku Tianzun, sent chess pieces to the disaster, but only let Zhen Yuanzi become a sworn man of Sun Wukong. Afterwards, Sun Wukong became a battle-torn Buddha, and Buddhism was prosperous, and Zhen Yuanzi would naturally rise with the water and share the benefits.

What does this mean?

This shows that Zhen Yuanzi is very strong, so strong that Buddhism has to give face.

In the myths of later generations, Zhen Yuanzi was a powerful man of the same level as Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Twelve Ancestor Witch, Fuxi, Kong Xuan and other powerful people.

"It's a big profit!"

Qin Jun was excited. Although Master Bodhi is not necessarily weaker than Zhen Yuanzi, he couldn't wait to let Master Bodhi preach to him.

But in the myth system, time is equivalent to slowing down countless times.

If he encounters the temple of Bodhi Patriarch, he will be very excited.

"Quiet."

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes, but his plain voice calmed the hundreds of thousands of monsters at the foot of the mountain.

From his perspective, the mountains are continuous, the sky and the earth are connected, which is extremely spectacular.

It seemed as if he was looking down at the whole world.

After glanced away, his eyes were on Qin Jun for a moment. In an instant, Qin Jun felt a sense of horror as he was seen through.

"What's going on? Isn't it an illusion?"

Qin Jun thought in fear, but unfortunately the system did not answer him.

He couldn't help but curse. Could it be that the listening function is still in danger of life?

Zhen Yuanzi was also a little surprised at this moment and thought to himself: "This boy has reached the Taiyi San Fairyland at such a young age. It's amazing, and he is a genius."

He remembered Qin Jun's face and then looked away.

Qin Jun immediately breathed a sigh of relief and was very depressed, but he didn't know that Zhen Yuanzi had already developed a desire to cherish talent and wanted to wait for the sermon to see his performance after the preaching was over.

If his breakthrough level is great, Zhen Yuanzi is even willing to accept him as a closed disciple.

"I am Zhen Yuanzi. I feel that all things here are enlightened and want to leave a good relationship. How much can you realize in this sermon depends on your own fortune."

Zhen Yuanzi said indifferently, causing hundreds of thousands of monsters to shout: "The Great Immortal is kind."

Then, Zhen Yuanzi began to preach, and as soon as the first sentence came out, the heaven and earth suddenly became quiet.

"The way of heaven and all spirits, the sky fights and the earth is quiet."

"The righteousness of pure Gang and the yin and sharp energy start with the Dantian and the end with the sea of ​​gods, the eight extraordinary meridians as the path, the five internal organs as the pivots, the spiritual energy enters the body, observe the inner view, and then the pivots into the beginning..."

"The purple qi comes from the east, and the great way is alive. If your heart is calm, you can become a saint."

"The essence of the earth, the plants and trees are all spiritual, the sun sets and the moon rises, the vitality is bright and yin..."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice seemed to have a magic power, which made Qin Jun quickly immerse himself in it. On the other hand, most of the monsters around him were confused and obviously unable to understand, but they did not dare to interrupt Zhen Yuanzi, so they could only think hard.

Some scratched their ears and foreheads, some grinned their teeth, and some were full of sorrow. They really were all kinds of sentient beings.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and time begins to pass quickly.

Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes tightly and kept preaching, without any meaning of dry mouth, as if he could talk about the past.

A month has passed.

Many monsters who couldn't understand were completely patient and began to leave.

At the same time, many monsters came to hear the sound.

Qin Jun sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain, and was intoxicated by the sound of listening. Occasionally, he would express his thoughts of hard thinking, sometimes he would use his power to absorb energy, and concentrate on his practice, and even forget about the time.

In addition, some talented monsters entered the good state and began to practice with Zhen Yuanzi's preaching and practice.

Another month has passed.

With Zhenyuanzi as the center, flowers and plants began to grow throughout the mountain. The flowering process took only five breaths, and it was colorful and dazzling.
Chapter completed!