Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 53, Second Sermon: The Birth of the Gourd Vine

Di Jun and Tai Yi suffered repeated defeats, feeling unwilling to accept their fate.

They also began to aggressively win over other creatures in the prehistoric world, gathering them together to fight against the Wu Clan.

Although the Wu tribe was powerful, its biggest problem was exposed when faced with numerous prehistoric creatures.

That is, as powerful as they are, they have a small population.

The Wu tribe originated from the bloodline of Pangu, so the population of the Wu tribe has always been their biggest problem.

In particular, the Wu tribe has not yet found the best solution to the population problem.

It is important to understand that the laws of nature are always fair. The stronger a race's bloodline, the more difficult it is for them to produce offspring. Even if they can, it will take a long time.

The Wu tribe is now in such an awkward position.

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi are not strong now, they have a lot of people to rely on.

However, these are just minor frictions at the moment. It wasn't until after the second sermon that the Lich and Demon races truly became enemies.

It's a constant cycle of you hitting me, and me hitting you tomorrow.

It's not really a matter of mortal enemies or anything like that.

Time passes slowly.

Three million years have passed.

Hongjun's second sermon is about to begin.

Three thousand guests appeared in Zixiao Palace, but the three innate clans and the ferocious beast clan did not come.

I'm only here to give you face this first time; I don't really want to hear your sermon.

Therefore, none of the three innate races or the ferocious beast race came.

Sitting in front were the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti—six people in total.

Kunpeng gritted his teeth and glared at Hongyun, his eyes filled with boundless hatred.

They were all powerful messengers, and by now, no one was a fool. Everyone knew that the futon represented a tremendous opportunity, but now their own opportunity had been ruined by Hongyun.

It would be strange if Kunpeng didn't hate Hongyun.

Hongyun knew he was in the wrong and dared not look at Kun'e. Zhen Yuanzi had a bitter smile on his face and didn't know what to say.

Hongjun's figure appeared on the high platform.

"Silence." The voice of the Daoist boy Haotian rang out, and the Zixiao Palace fell silent.

Hongjun then began to speak slowly.

Countless golden lotuses emerged, billions of celestial lights bloomed, and the three thousand immortal worlds spun, captivating everyone who listened.

Especially the Three Pure Ones and others, who have been at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm for a long time.

Last time, Hongjun talked about the realms below the Great Luo realm; this time, he's talking about the realms above the Great Luo realm.

For these powerful beings, this is what they care about most.

"The Great Luo is not bound by the Five Elements, transcends the river of time, exists in the past, future, and present, and attains eternal enlightenment, thus becoming the Great Luo..."

Hongjun's voice echoed in the Zixiao Palace.

Then he explained in detail what one needed to pay attention to at the Great Luo Realm. Twenty thousand years later.

Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at the people who had heard him before continuing, "Above the Great Luo is the Quasi-Saint. The Quasi-Saint is the ultimate realm of the Dao, and also the last realm below the Saint."

The Three Pure Ones and the others couldn't help but be moved. They had been stuck at the peak of the Great Luo realm for a long time, and now those behind them were about to catch up. How could they tolerate this?

With a thousand years remaining, Hongjun finished his sermon, leaving time for these powerful beings to ask questions.

After Hongjun finished his sermon.

Lao Tzu was the first to open his eyes. Hongjun asked, "Teacher, how does one become a Quasi-Saint?!"

The other powerful beings of the primordial world also looked at Hongjun with gleam in their eyes, their desire barely concealed.

"Sever the three corpses!!" Hongjun said slowly.

"Teacher, what are the Three Corpses?" Yuanshi asked immediately afterward.

"The good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self-corpse!" Hongjun said calmly. "How does Master sever the three corpses?" Tongtian asked the most crucial question.

Hongjun opened his eyes, looked at the gods of the primordial world, and then said, "By entrusting oneself to a primordial spiritual treasure, one can sever the three corpses!"

The other ancient gods shuddered.

To sever the three corpses, one must rely on an innate spiritual treasure.

The Three Pure Ones looked rather grim. It wasn't that they didn't have any spiritual treasures, but they were mostly mid-grade or low-grade innate spiritual treasures.

There are practically no high-quality ones, let alone top-quality ones.

Hongjun looked at the gods of the primordial world and added, "Treasures gained through acquired merit are also acceptable."

Hongjun then fell silent.

The gods of the primordial world all wore strange expressions. Acquired treasures were treasures made from accumulated merit. Merit was a life-saving talisman in the primordial world. Who would be so extravagant as to use merit to refine an acquired treasure?

A slight smile curved Lao Tzu's lips; he happened to possess the treasure of merit.

According to Hongjun, the better the spiritual treasure one entrusts to, the stronger one's power will be after severing the corpse.

Time flowed slowly by, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed.

Hongjun's second sermon has ended.

All the gods of the primordial world left Zixiao Palace to search for innate spiritual treasures.

However, everyone thought of the three innate races and the ferocious beast race.

But in the end, they all gave up on this idea. If they really went to find the three innate races and the ferocious beast race, they would be beaten to a pulp. It would be considered clean if they did.

Of the three innate races, the ferocious beast race is not to be trifled with.

……

Buzhou Mountain!
Nuwa, Fuxi, the Three Pure Ones, Dijun, Taiyi, and Hongyun all appeared here.

Six top-grade innate spiritual treasure gourds have grown on a single gourd vine, and the seventh gourd is still in the process of being conceived.

They are purple-gold, green, cyan, red, yellow, gold, and finally, the black gourd that has not yet been conceived.

"This humble Taoist, Hongyun, greets all fellow Daoists," Hongyun said with a kind smile. He was the first to appear here.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Fuxi, and others nodded.

They were all drawn here by celestial secrets, and the others were in similar situations.

Simply put, they came here because they had a feeling about it; this place has something that belongs to them.

"Purple gold!" Lao Tzu was the first to say.

“Blue!” Yuanshi said softly with his eyes closed.

“Green!” Tongtian said with a smile.

“Crimson!” Hongyun said with a smile.

“Yellow!” Di Jun frowned and then said.

“Golden!” Nuwa said calmly.

As for the gourd vine and the black gourd that had not yet sprouted, no one cared.

The Purple Gold Gourd is the magic weapon of Laozi in later generations, which is the gourd held by Golden Horn and Silver Horn in Journey to the West. Golden Horn and Silver Horn are Laozi's alchemy disciples, and Laozi is the benevolent corpse of Laozi!
The Golden Horn and Silver Horn duo stole Laozi's Purple Gold Gourd and left behind a famous line: "If I call your name, would you dare to answer?"

The green and cyan colors were in the hands of Tongtian and Yuanshi respectively.

The crimson color, however, became Hongyun's most treasured possession, the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd.

The gold color ended up in Nuwa's hands and eventually became the Demon-Summoning Gourd.

The yellow one was in the hands of Di Jun, and later passed on to his son Lu Ya, who became known as the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.

In short, each gourd possesses immense magical power.

The final gourd vine became a treasured artifact in Nuwa's hands, a sacred object for creating humankind, and also a whip for beating people.

It can be said to be the supreme sacred object for the human race, and also their supreme nemesis.

(End of this chapter)