Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 191 Seeking Opportunity in Buzhou, Obtaining the Apricot Yellow Flag

Ma Yuanjing stood quietly at a corner of Buzhou Mountain, his gaze calmly sweeping over the desolate, ravaged land before him.

With the Lich Wars over, the roles of the protagonists of the world are about to change.

This was the most chaotic time in the primordial world, and also the time when opportunities abounded.

Ma Yuanzhi's way is to watch the tide from the shore and collect shells when the tide recedes.

Now, the tide has receded.

Mount Buzhou, once the first divine mountain in the primordial world, was a pillar supporting the entire heaven and earth.

This is the greatest opportunity left behind after the tide has receded.

The surrounding world was desolate and dilapidated.

Endless malevolent energy, resentment, and karmic force converged here, forming a terrifying tribulation cloud that could make even ordinary quasi-saints tremble.

It completely transformed a vast area spanning hundreds of millions of miles into a desolate wasteland devoid of life.

However, faced with such terrifying calamities that could defile the Great Luo Dao Fruit.

Ma Yuan, however, remained unhurried and strolled leisurely.

Above his head, a chaotic-colored treasure wheel formed from the merits of the Great Dao slowly rotated.

It hangs down countless strands of ancient and simple Daoist charm, completely banishing all karmic forces and evil energy that could erode the Great Luo Dao Fruit within three feet of its body, making it impervious to all laws.

His gaze fell upon the majestic broken mountain that had supported the entire world since the beginning of time.

Even though it has been broken off, the remaining part of the mountain still towers into the clouds.

The mountain was enveloped in an immense pressure that seemed to originate from the creation of the world.

This is the transformation of Pangu's spine.

It is also the true ancestral vein of destiny in this primordial world.

Whether it is the innate deities like Nuwa and Fuxi, the ancestral witches who wield the twelve fundamental laws, or even the gourd vine, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, all of them were conceived and nurtured in this mountain.

The mystery of this mountain is thus revealed.

Ma Yuan let out a soft sigh.

He knew that from this day forward, there would be no more impropriety in this vast and desolate world.

Without further hesitation, Ma Yuan immediately sat cross-legged on the ruins.

He unleashed his vast divine consciousness, which was completely connected to the thirty-six worlds, without reservation.

"receive!"

Ma Yuan let out a soft shout, and auspicious clouds surged above his head, causing the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls to suddenly appear.

Among them, the five realms of Ziying Heaven, Qianyuan Heaven, Yin Yang Heaven, Wanshou Heaven, and Changsheng Heaven, which have already evolved and perfected, have opened their gates to the Middle Thousand Worlds.

It emitted five distinct powers from the outer world, which transformed into a giant five-colored hand that blotted out the sky and grabbed down at the countless fragments of Mount Buzhou scattered below!

Rumble——! ! !
Pieces of Buzhou Mountain of varying sizes soared into the sky, drawn by the five-colored giant hand.

Ma Yuan used his great magical power to completely erase the violent and malevolent aura on it, leaving only the purest and most profound source of the earth and the Daoist essence of creation.

They were then all injected into the remaining thirty-one worlds of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, which were still in a state of chaos and ignorance.

Based on the backbone of Pangu, guided by the Daoist principles of creation.

To replenish the foundational essence of the unexplored world beyond the thirty-one realms.

Just as Ma Yuan was extensively collecting fragments of the sacred mountain from the ruins of Buzhou Mountain to strengthen his own foundation.

In the endless chaos and nothingness.

Those six high and mighty Primordial Saints did not stop for even a moment.

Their vast divine senses, capable of seeing through eternity, were frantically scanning every inch of the chaotic space.

They were desperately searching for the primordial treasure that had vanished without a trace during the Lich Wars.

Chaos clock!
With the fall of Donghuang Taiyi, such an unclaimed treasure naturally attracted the covetous eyes of sages.

The three saints of the Jie Sect, Tongtian, Jieyin of the West, and Zhunti, in particular, were especially eager for this.

Taiqing has the Taiji Diagram, and Yuqing has the Pangu Banner; both are innate treasures powerful enough to suppress the fortune of a major sect.

Although the sage Nuwa had no supreme treasures, she did not establish a religion, nor did she have any disciples. Moreover, she was the most virtuous among the sages, so she had no need to worry about this.

Only these three individuals possessed no innate treasures powerful enough to suppress the destiny of a great sect.

Although the Tongtian Sect Leader possessed the Zhuxian Sword Formation, this treasure was more for killing than for suppressing, and was ultimately unsuitable for suppressing the destiny of his disciples, who were destined to be entangled in karma.

The two Western Saints were even poorer, though they possessed a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit and a seven-treasure tree.

However, it was ultimately not a supreme treasure and could not compete with the three religions of the East.

If one could obtain this Chaos Bell, both the Jie Sect and the Western Sect would surely see their fortunes advance by leaps and bounds, gaining an absolute advantage in the struggle for fortune among the great sects in this era of sages.

However, the day did not fulfill everyone's wish.

In this primordial world, the pillar of heaven has been broken, and the secrets of heaven are in utter chaos.

The Chaos Bell is a supreme treasure created at the beginning of time, possessing extraordinary spiritual power.

It disappeared into the void on its own, and was concealed by the chaos of heavenly secrets caused by the great calamity and the collapse of the heavenly pillar.

Even if a sage were to deduce it, it would be difficult to find even the slightest trace in a short period of time.

However, before the six Heavenly Saints could find the whereabouts of the Chaos Bell...

A supreme will, seemingly above all paths, descended upon this chaotic void without warning.

Daozu Hongjun!

The six saints, who were frantically searching for the treasure with their various supernatural powers, had their vast saintly might instantly suppressed and rendered silent in the face of this will.

"The Six Sages should come to Zixiao Palace immediately to discuss the matter of mending the heavens."

The vast Daoist voice of Hongjun, devoid of any emotion, resounded directly within the primordial spirit seas of the six saints.

This is the law, and there is no room for doubt.

Although the six sages were unwilling, they dared not disobey in the slightest.

He immediately withdrew his divine sense and set off for the Zixiao Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

However, at this moment.

The second imperial decree arrived quietly.

However, this time the target was not the six Heavenly Saints.

Instead, it was the majestic Martial Ancestor Hall, located within the sacred land of the human race at Buzhou Mountain, a place shrouded in endless Xuanhuang merit energy!

"Human Martial Ancestor, Yuan."

"Bearing the great destiny of humanity, they should be the representatives of all living beings in heaven and earth."

"Let's come together to Zixiao Palace to discuss matters."

This decree did not resound directly in Wu Zuyuan's divine mind as it would when summoning a sage.

Instead, it transformed into a golden edict containing the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Dao, proclaiming it to the entire primordial world!

This statement came out.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the two Western Saints, who were just about to set off for Zixiao Palace, all paused in their actions of tearing through the void!
The six vast and boundless holy thoughts traversed countless billions of miles of the vast void in an instant.

All of them converged on the Martial Ancestor Hall, where fortune soared to the heavens.

Within their sacred hearts, an unprecedented and overwhelming wave was stirred up!
How can this be? !
A meeting is being held at Zixiao Palace!
Since the beginning of time, those qualified to enter that sacred land have all been the most outstanding innate saints in the primordial world!

Now, we are discussing the momentous matter of mending the heavens, a matter of life and death for the entire primordial world.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun would actually personally issue a decree to summon a post-natal being who has not even attained the Quasi-Saint Dao Fruit, to be ranked alongside them, the Primordial Saints whose primordial spirits have long been entrusted to the Heavenly Dao?!

They even bestowed upon him the supreme title of "representative of all living beings in heaven and earth".

Such honors and such significance are simply unheard of!

Kunlun Mountains.

On the usually majestic and awe-inspiring face of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, a rare look of disbelief and astonishment appeared.

He couldn't understand how a mere ant, born of later generations, could be so highly regarded by the Dao Ancestor!
The Tongtian Sect Leader clapped his hands and laughed, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Excellent! What a wonderful representative of all living things in the world! Truly fascinating! Utterly fascinating!"

On Mount Sumeru in the West, the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, exchanged a glance.

They both saw a look of disbelief and shock in each other's eyes.

Inside the Nuwa Palace, the sage Nuwa, who was already grieving the death of her brother Fuxi, frowned slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Humanity was created by her own hands.

With the Holy Mother still here, why would the Dao Ancestor go to such lengths to find the Martial Ancestor to represent all living beings in heaven and earth?
The six sages each had different thoughts.

However, the Dao Ancestor's decree has been issued, and his words are law; this is the supreme iron law of this primordial world.

Despite their many questions, they had no choice but to suppress them.

His figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the Purple Cloud Palace.

The sacred land of the human race, the Hall of the Martial Ancestor.

The golden edict, imbued with the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Dao, slowly descended from the heavens and hovered silently before Wu Zuyuan.

Inside the hall, more than ten martial arts masters all looked horrified.

The Daoist Ancestor's decree!

A meeting is being held at Zixiao Palace!
Such unparalleled honor would actually be bestowed upon their human Martial Ancestor!

Wu Zuyuan calmly raised his head.

He knew that his journey to Zixiao Palace would be anything but smooth.

However, wealth and honor are sought amidst danger.

This is a crisis, but also the supreme opportunity for him to truly proclaim the name of humanity to this vast and desolate world.

Once this thought was made, Wu Zuyuan no longer hesitated.

He slowly rose and solemnly performed a human salute to the golden edict in front of him.

"Human race, Yuan, receive the decree."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden talisman transformed into a stream of light and merged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and profound guiding force manifested out of thin air, completely enveloping his figure.

The next moment, Wu Zuyuan's figure disappeared silently from the Wu Zu Hall, leaving no trace.

……

Beyond the thirty-three heavens, there lies chaos and nothingness.

An ancient and magnificent palace, seemingly completely integrated with the chaos of this place, floats quietly here.

Zixiao Palace.

This place is the fundamental Daoist temple of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and also the most supreme holy land in the entire primordial world.

Now, only Heavenly Saints are allowed to enter. When Wu Zuyuan's figure slowly manifested in front of the Zixiao Palace gate under the guidance of that guiding force.

The inaction of Taiqing, the order of Yuqing, the sharpness of Shangqing, the creation of Nuwa, the sorrow of Jieyin, and the tranquility of Zhunti.

Six vast and distinct holy thoughts appeared the instant Wu Zuyuan manifested.

They all converged on his seemingly ordinary martial arts body without prior arrangement.

Examining, curiosity, disdain, fear... all sorts of emotions intertwined and flowed within those sacred thoughts.

However, the Martial Ancestor ignored this, calmly tidied his appearance, and stepped into the legendary Zixiao Palace.

Inside the hall, there were no magnificent or resplendent decorations.

There was only emptiness and nothingness.

It was as if this place was the source of all paths and the destination of all laws.

On the high platform, an elderly Taoist priest in his seventies, dressed in a gray robe and with a simple and ancient face, sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

It was none other than the supreme being who had long since merged with the Heavenly Dao, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Beneath him, six towering figures, their auras as deep as the sea and their bodies shrouded in boundless holy might, sat on six futons.

These were the six Primordial Saints who held the power of the Primordial Heavenly Dao and acted as Heaven's representatives to punish evil.

Wu Zuyuan stepped into the hall, but his face remained unmoved as he faced the supreme pressure emanating from the several saints.

He bowed respectfully to Dao Ancestor Hongjun on the high platform and to the six Heavenly Dao Saints below.

"Human Yuan greets the Dao Ancestor and all the Sages."

Upon hearing this, the usually solemn Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

In his view, a mere post-natal being, who cultivates unorthodox methods, cannot even be considered a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

They dared to be so calm and composed in front of these Primordial Saints.

They are utterly disrespectful and have no manners whatsoever.

However, before he could even open his mouth to reprimand him...

On the high platform, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who has remained unchanged throughout the ages, finally slowly opened his eyes.

He did not criticize Wu Zuyuan for his rudeness in the slightest, nor did he offer much explanation for the doubts of the six sages.

He simply and calmly flicked his sleeve towards the six-sided prayer mat.

hum! ! !
In the void that was originally empty, a simple and unadorned futon appeared without warning.

The seventh meditation cushion!
Immediately afterwards, the Dao Ancestor's vast Dao voice, devoid of any emotion, slowly resounded throughout the entire Zixiao Palace.

"The Way of Heaven, the Way of Earth, and the Way of Humanity—only when these three are complete can a state be considered perfect."

"Houtu is the embodiment of reincarnation and represents the earthly path. She cannot easily leave the underworld."

"However, in today's discussion, someone should have a seat."

These words instantly stirred up a huge wave in the hearts of the six Heavenly Saints!

The way of heaven, the way of earth, and the way of man!
The three powers are perfectly aligned!

They instantly understood that Wu Zuyuan represented not the weak human race at all.

Rather, it is the Way of Humanity, which has always been on par with the Way of Heaven and the Way of Earth since the beginning of time, yet remains obscure and hidden.

The Dao Ancestor's actions clearly indicate his intention to formally support this nascent human way.

They stand alongside the Heavenly Dao they represent, and even the Earthly Dao that governs reincarnation, in this primordial world.

Having figured this out, the six sages' gazes toward Wu Zuyuan instantly became incredibly complex.

There was no longer any contempt, only deep apprehension.

Wu Zuyuan's heart was also in turmoil, but his face remained calm.

He bowed to the Dao Ancestor once more, and then calmly sat down on the seventh futon.

To be on equal footing with the six Heavenly Saints!

Upon seeing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun nodded slightly.

He said no more, and his already blurry figure became even more ethereal, as if he might completely merge into this great road at any moment and quietly disappear.

Only that calm voice continued to echo slowly within the hall.

"You may discuss the matter of mending the sky yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dao Ancestor's aura completely disappeared from Zixiao Palace.

Inside the hall, a long, deathly silence fell once again.

Seven figures sat quietly on the prayer mats.

Among them, six paths possessed immense holy power.

It seemed as if it were completely connected to the Dao of Heaven, inseparable from it.

Only the last one had its aura contained within.

After a long silence, it was the Supreme Sage who finally spoke, breaking the delicate stillness.

"The pillar of heaven has broken, the Milky Way has overflowed, and the desolate land is suffering terribly."

"In this matter, mending the sky should be the priority."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable nodded slightly, his voice majestic.

"Brother, what you said is absolutely right."

“We should emulate Father Pangu, re-establish the earth, water, fire, and wind, and stabilize the four poles of heaven and earth, so that this primordial world can return to order.”

For a time, the sages all expressed their own opinions and began to deduce the method of mending the sky.

Some say that with great magical power, they moved stars from outer space to provide support.

Some say that a supreme formation was used to seal the gap in the shattered sky.

However, these methods are ultimately only treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

Finally, it was the sage Nuwa who slowly spoke.

She slowly raised her right hand, and in her palm floated a top-tier spiritual object radiating multicolored divine light.

"I have a method that might be worth trying."

"I once obtained a five-colored divine stone that was naturally formed in the chaos in the outer heavens."

“I will use this stone to refine it with the divine fire of creation, and perhaps it can mend the broken sky.”

Upon hearing this, all the saints nodded slightly.

The sage Nuwa is in charge of the Great Dao of Creation.

This method is indeed the safest method available today.

"Good." The Supreme Sage nodded slightly.

"In that case, we will assist our junior sister Nuwa and protect her."

The matter of mending the sky was thus settled.

Although the several sages appeared to be in harmony.

However, he consistently excluded Wu Zuyuan, who was sitting quietly to the side.

It was as if such a momentous matter concerning the survival of the ancient world had nothing to do with him, this representative of humanity.

At that moment, Wu Zuyuan, who had been silent all along, finally slowly stood up.

He was not angered in the slightest by the saint's rejection.

Instead, he solemnly bowed to the six Heavenly Saints.

"The power to mend the heavens is beyond the reach of our human race; it should be done by the sages."

"But now, on this vast and desolate land, the Milky Way has overflowed, and floods are raging."

"Hundreds of millions of lives are struggling and displaced in this boundless flood."

Wu Zuyuan's voice was filled with compassion and a sense of responsibility.

"To control the floods and bring peace to countless lives, our human race is willing to be at the forefront!"

Upon hearing this, even the usually disdainful Yuanshi Tianzun paused slightly.

He never imagined that this human martial ancestor would take on this thankless and karmic task.

This move not only gave these sages of the Heavenly Dao a way out.

It also embodies the humanity of a newborn being, taking responsibility in this primordial world.

More importantly, this act is also a great act of merit that aligns with the will of Heaven and the will of the people.

Even he could not find the slightest flaw to criticize.

The sages exchanged glances and nodded slightly.

"Good." The calm and serene voice of the Supreme Saint Taiqing slowly rang out, carrying a hint of approval.

It was at this time.

The vast will of Dao Ancestor Hongjun descended once again upon this Zixiao Palace.

Clearly, he tacitly approved of Wu Zuyuan's plan.

Immediately afterwards, Hongjun's voice, devoid of any emotion, slowly rang out.

"Yuanshi."

“Disciple is here.” Yuanshi Tianzun quickly stood up and bowed.

"Your central apricot-yellow flag represents the earth's abundant virtue, providing unparalleled defense and impervious to all magic."

"Humanity's efforts in controlling the floods are of immeasurable merit, but also extremely dangerous."

"You shall bestow this treasure upon the Martial Ancestor of the human race to help him control the floods, and it will also ensure your own safety."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun was naturally extremely unwilling.

The central apricot-yellow flag is one of the five primordial flags.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun possessed numerous magical treasures and was incredibly wealthy, would he be willing to bestow such treasures upon others?

However, since the Daoist patriarch had already issued his decree, how could he dare to disobey it in the slightest?

He had no choice but to suppress his displeasure and reluctantly took out an apricot-yellow banner embroidered with thousands of golden lotus patterns from Qingyun and handed it to Wu Zuyuan.

Seeing this, Wu Zuyuan readily accepted the precious flag.

"Thank you, Saint."

He knew that the Dao Ancestor's actions were both an act of assistance and a warning.

This acknowledges his achievements in controlling the floods.

This was also a warning to Yuanshi Tianzun not to interfere further in this matter.

(End of this chapter)