"As this lecture concludes..."
Zheng Fa did not know how much time had passed before Hong Jun Taoist's final words of the lecture reached his ears. As he lifted his gaze, he saw Hong Jun Taoist's figure fall into oblivion, directly disappearing within the Purple Cloud Palace.
The three thousand attendees below the platform all performed great ceremonies on their prayer mats, expressing gratitude aloud.
Zheng Fa bid farewell to Hong Jun Taoist but did not stand up. He merely sat on his prayer mat, quietly contemplating the lecture's content from Hong Jun Taoist.
Although the cultivation methods of the First Era differ vastly from those of today, the core remains similar. Having listened to the lecture, Zheng Fa's mind was filled with numerous insights and Spiritual Mechanism.
At this moment, these chaotic thoughts slowly drifted through his mind—the lecture's content by Hong Jun could be recorded, but the fleeting insights were elusive.
