Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 42 Dispute (Please collect and read)
Taoist Yuqing had already seen a hint of mystery and said with a smile, "Daoyou is talking about the great spatial power contained in the Purple Sky Palace!"

"In my opinion, it should be the law of heaven and earth." Hongyun suddenly said.

The law of Qiankun!

"I think it is the art of folding, not the method of Qiankun that Daoist Hongyun mentioned." Li Xuanyang couldn't help but think of the Qiankun in his sleeve, which seemed very similar to the changes in space in the Zixiao Palace in front of him, but it was not the same method of using space.

The former is the art of space folding, and the latter is the mustard seed space, the method of heaven and earth.

"Could it be that it encompasses everything!" Upon hearing what Li Xuanyang and Hong Yun said, Taoist Taiqing felt something in his heart, and he actually closed his eyes and began to comprehend quietly.

Seeing this, Li Xuanyang and the others also closed their eyes, wandering in the world, using their primordial spirits to comprehend the mysteries of the spatial avenue in the palace.
As time went by, some people with great supernatural powers such as Zhulong came one after another, and the palace gradually divided into groups of different sizes. They sat together in groups of three or two, and talked to each other from time to time.

Zhen Yuanzi, Queen Mother of the West, and Taoist Chunyang also walked in one after another. Seeing that Li Xuanyang, Sanqing, Hongyun and others were in a trance, they bowed to them, found a corner to sit down, and closed their eyes to meditate.

Just when everyone was getting impatient.

Suddenly, two Taoists walked in from the gate of Zixiao Palace. They looked very embarrassed and had obviously suffered a lot in the chaos.

One of the Taoists was six meters tall, with a slightly yellow face. His eyes and brows revealed compassion, and he seemed to have sympathy for all living beings. He was the Taoist who guided people from the West.

The other Taoist had two buns on his head, wore a Taoist robe, and had a sad face. He was the Western Taoist Zhunti.

The two saw that the palace was already full of monks, and the six seats in the front had already been occupied.

Zhunti Taoist couldn't help but say to Jie Yin with a look of anguish on his face, "Brother, you and I have come from the West, exhausted along the way, seeking the truth for lost sentient beings. I didn't expect the seats in Zixiao Palace to be full, with not even a place to rest. It seems we can only return to the West and miss the sage's teachings!"

The Taoist Jie Yin sighed and said, "You and I have both devoted our lives to seeking the Way for sentient beings in the Western Paradise. Now that we have this opportunity, how can we turn back? It would be better for us to sit down at the door."

As he spoke, the Taoist Jie Yin was about to sit cross-legged at the door.

Seeing this, Zhunti Taoist quickly grabbed Jieyin Taoist and said, "Brother, you must not do this. If you sit cross-legged at the door, where will you put Master Hongjun?"

Hearing this, Jie Yin Taoist sighed again and said, "Junior brother, what you said makes sense. We really shouldn't be disrespectful to Master Hongjun."

"Brother, I will find a place to sit outside the palace. When the teacher is giving the sermon, you and I can listen through the door." Without waiting for the Taoist Zhunti to react, the Taoist Jie Yin turned around and walked out of the Zixiao Palace.

The conversation between the two was naturally heard by everyone in the palace. They all looked at Jie Yin and Zhunti, with some showing scorn, some looking amusement, and some turning a blind eye. Their expressions varied.

"Haha, that's quite interesting. The two future saints are so shameless. No wonder the West prospered and the Xuanmen declined in later generations." A strange look flashed across Li Xuanyang's eyes, and then fell on Hongyun.

The next moment, without waiting for Hongyun to stand up and speak, Li Xuanyang stood up and bowed to Jie Yin and Zhunti who were walking outside and said, "It has been a long time since we last met at Mount Buzhou. Why don't you sit down on my seat and take a rest?"

Everyone's attention was attracted by Li Xuanyang's words. Jie Yin and Zhunti also paused slightly, turned around and saw that it was Li Xuanyang who stood up.

The Taoist Jie Yin could not help but bow in gratitude and said, "I thank you for your kindness, Daoist Xuan Yang. However, we two can rest outside the palace. How can we occupy your seat?"

"Brother, that's quite true." Taoist Zhunti also bowed in thanks, saying, "Your Taoist temple, Xuanyang Mountain, is far away in the East China Sea. I imagine you must have been exhausted from the journey. We, the poor Taoist, absolutely cannot sit on your seat." Upon hearing what Jieyin and Zhunti said, Hongyun suddenly stood up and said, "You two Taoists truly possess great perseverance and wisdom, and your heart to seek the Tao for all sentient beings is far inferior to Hongyun's. Why don't you just rest on my cushion for a while?"

After saying this, Hong Yun turned to Li Xuanyang and said, "My Fire Cloud Cave is just above the Thirty-Three Outer Heavens, and I've rested long ago. Your Taoist temple is far away in the East China Sea, so you should sit down and have a good rest."

Seeing this, Li Xuanyang shook his head slightly, then sat down and said nothing more.

When the Taoist Zhunti heard Hongyun's words, he did not refuse. He walked over and sat down on Hongyun's seat without any hesitation.

He also stood up and simply bowed to Hongyun and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Hong Yun was not angry about this. He walked to Zhen Yuanzi's side with a smile and sat down cross-legged, seeming quite happy.

At this time, the Taoist Zhunti suddenly turned around and looked at Kunpeng on the side. He saw that Kunpeng had a gloomy face and waves of demonic energy around him. He did not look like a man of Taoism. He could not help but shout in anger.

"This is where the saints preach. How dare you, a flat-haired beast, sit here with me and others?"

Before he finished speaking, a colorful divine light flashed in the hands of the Taoist Zhunti, and he actually took out his companion spiritual treasure, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and hit Kunpeng all over his body.

Kunpeng never expected that the Taoist Zhunti would dare to use his magical powers to attack him in the Zixiao Palace. He was not paying attention for a moment and was hit by the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, falling under the cushion.

Taoist Yuqing took one look and said sarcastically, "How dare you, a flat-haired beast born from an egg, sit with us? Why don't you leave?"

Taoist Taiqing remained silent, as if he was indifferent to the matter, while Taoist Shangqing laughed loudly, as if he was eager to see the miserable appearance of a great demon sage.

Fuxi and Nuwa were also silent, with their eyes closed to rest; Dijun and Taiyi were angry at first, and the words of Zhunti and Yuqing also included them in the scolding, but when they saw Kunpeng fall from the cushion, they showed a hint of sarcasm.

When Kunpeng stood up, he saw that the Taoist Jie Yin had already sat down on the cushion with his eyes slightly closed and silent.

"The kid has gone too far in bullying me. I will definitely not let this go." Kunpeng's face was gloomy, and murderous intent appeared from time to time around him. His eyes were full of rage, staring closely at Zhunti, Hongyun and others.

If Hongyun had not offered his seat to him, he would not have been knocked down by Zhunti. He was then ostracized by everyone and lost his seat. He could not help but feel resentful towards Hongyun.

On the other hand, Hong Yun was talking to Zhen Yuanzi with a smile on his face, and didn't seem to react at all.

"If I have the chance, I will definitely ask Daozu Hongjun, how many people have achieved sainthood in the prehistoric world?"

"Is it possible to prove one's path to sainthood through sheer force?" Li Xuanyang thought secretly upon seeing this.

Ever since the great god Pangu opened up the primitive world and his body evolved into all things in the universe, to the great catastrophe of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn, and the birth of a group of innate gods and demons.

Those who have great supernatural powers will know that Wuji gives birth to Taiji, one is the beginning, three is birth, five is complete, seven is prosperity, and nine is extreme. This is the truth.

Now I think the sainthood also follows this principle.

(End of this chapter)