Primordial Era: Reborn as Zhen Yuanzi, taking control of the underground passage

Chapter 217 Hongjun's Ascension to Sainthood

With complex and indescribable feelings, Jieyin and Zhunti bid farewell to Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, Yinyang, and the newly initiated Fuxi and Nuwa.

Although I was unable to become a disciple as I wished, I was able to hear the great teachings and was enlightened on the path ahead by Senior Zhen Yuanzi. I am still grateful.

After leaving the Wuzhuang Temple, the two rode on their slightly dim escape light and slowly headed west, remaining silent as they each processed the gains, losses, and insights of their experience.

However, just as they were tens of thousands of miles away from the Wanshou Mountain area, and before they had completely left the area enveloped by that peaceful atmosphere—

"Buzz"

The sound did not originate from the ears, but rather resounded directly within the primordial spirits and the very origin of the Great Dao of all living beings in the primordial world, exploding without warning!

Immediately afterwards, the entire primordial world, regardless of east, west, south, north, the four seas and eight wastelands, or the nine netherworlds, was shrouded in an indescribable and vast spectacle!

Above the heavens, endless golden flowers seemed to condense out of thin air and fluttered down.

These celestial flowers are not physical objects, but rather formed from the purest innate Daoist essence and auspicious energy.

When it falls into mountains and rivers, plants grow wildly and medicinal herbs shine; when it falls into rivers, the water becomes clear and fish and dragons leap; when it falls into the bodies of living beings, their minds become clear and their cultivation increases slightly!

In the void, countless great paths manifested, like tangible seven-colored divine chains, stretching across the sky and weaving together endless patterns of laws!

Earth, Water, Fire, Wind; the Five Elements; Yin and Yang; Time, Space, and Destiny —

The laws of the Great Dao, which are usually obscure and difficult to understand, are now displayed so clearly before all sentient beings.

Although it was fleeting, it left an indelible mark of the Dao!

Even more so, the endless purple glow spread out from the darkness, reaching as far as 30,000 miles!

The arrival of purple aura from the east is an auspicious sign, and at this moment, this vast purple aura covers the entire primordial world.

It also contains supreme majesty and Taoist charm; wherever it passes, all things are revived and life flourishes!

Countless innocent flowers, trees, rocks, and even some rare treasures buried deep underground were stimulated by this vast Taoist charm and vitality.

They all suddenly gained sentience, and some even absorbed spiritual energy and successfully transformed into human form, looking around at this unexpected new world with bewilderment!

The entire primordial world seemed to be infused with boundless vitality and Dao principles at this moment, becoming more vibrant and profound!

It was amidst this extraordinary phenomenon of myriad manifestations and purple aura rising from the east that we witnessed this.

A peaceful, indifferent yet supremely majestic voice, seemingly the very voice of the Dao itself, resounded clearly in the depths of the hearts of every primordial being, like the Dao's declaration: "Lying high in the nine layers of clouds, I find the Dao on my futon."

Beyond the mysteries of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme leader!

Pangu gave birth to Taiji, from which Yin and Yang and the Four Symbols followed.

One path is passed down to three friends; two teachings, Chan and Jie, are divided.

The leader of the Xuanmen (mysterious sects), transformed from a single primordial energy into the Primordial Chaos.

The verses of Taoism resonate, elucidating a transcendence, a mastery, and a supreme state of Tao!

Then, the voice rang out again, proclaiming to the primordial world: "I am Hongjun, and I have now attained sainthood and established a Daoist temple in the chaos."

Its name is: Zixiao Palace. Three thousand years later, the palace gates will open wide, and those with the right destiny can traverse the chaos to hear the teachings of the Great Dao!

As the sound faded, the strange phenomena in the world began to slowly subside.

But that vast holy might and the lingering charm of the Great Dao have been imprinted on the primordial world for a long time, and also on the depths of the souls of all living beings!

Hongjun becomes a saint!

This news was like a million thunderbolts, simultaneously striking the hearts of all the newly born divine beings!

Kunlun Mountain, the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones.

Laozi's gaze opened and closed, his eyes shimmering with clear light; Yuanshi Tianzun's face was solemn, his body radiating jade-pure immortal light; Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyes, on the other hand, burst forth with astonishing brilliance, a mixture of fighting spirit and curiosity.

As the true descendants of Pangu, they were arrogant about their origins, but at this moment they clearly sensed the existence of the one called "Hongjun," whose realm was as vast as an ocean compared to a stream, unfathomable!

"The realm of saints—it is so terrifying!" Yuanshi Tianzun murmured.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, the Temple of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The ancestral witches, including Dijiang and Houtu, frowned as they felt the overwhelming pressure of the Heavenly Dao that permeated the heavens and earth.

They do not cultivate their primordial spirit, nor do they comprehend the Dao of Heaven, but this absolute suppression of power at this level makes them feel instinctively uncomfortable and wary.

"Hongjun? A sage of the Heavenly Dao? Hmph, what does that have to do with us!" Zhu Rong had a fiery temper, and flames rose all over his body, but he could not dispel the invisible pressure.

On the Sun Star, Di Jun and Tai Yi gazed at the primordial world with solemn expressions.

The Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand hummed slightly, seemingly resisting the holy might.

"Elder brother, the might of this sage far surpasses our imagination. Listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace is an unparalleled opportunity, one we cannot miss!"

Di Jun said in a deep voice, "Of course! This is our opportunity to rule the world!"

Taiyin Star, Xikunlun, Beiming, Xuehai—all the powerful beings who sensed this holy might, regardless of their personalities, were filled with endless shock, longing, and a trace of awe.

They finally understood that becoming a Great Immortal was not the end of cultivation; there was such a vast world beyond it!

In an instant, almost all the innate saints who believed themselves to be qualified and capable turned their gaze to the vast and unknown chaos, and a strong desire to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao ignited in their hearts!

However, the atmosphere at Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Hill is completely different.

Inside the main hall, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and Yin Yang had already known about the strange phenomenon when it first appeared.

They exchanged a smile, showing little shock. Only Hongyun remarked, "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you were ultimately one step ahead."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly: "The way of Heaven is to be so. With the opening of Zixiao Palace, the order of the primordial world will be set." His tone was calm, as if he had expected it all along.

The Yin-Yang Taoist also said, "The gathering of three thousand guests at Zixiao Palace is indeed a grand event."

These three individuals personally experienced the battle between the Dao and the Demon, and witnessed the realm of Hongjun, a sub-sage.

For beings who themselves stand at the pinnacle of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, Hongjun's attainment of sainthood, though a major event, is not incomprehensible and is certainly not enough to cause them to lose their composure.

Meanwhile, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had just departed, were standing motionless on the clouds not far from Wuzhuang Temple.

Gazing at the lingering purple aura and the afterglow of the Great Dao that had not yet completely dissipated, his face was filled with extreme shock and boundless longing!

"A Saint—a Saint! Daoist Hongjun has actually attained the Dao Fruit of the Primordial Saint!"

Zhunti's voice trembled, filled with both awe and barely suppressed excitement, "A sermon at Zixiao Palace! Senior Brother, this is an immense opportunity for us!"

The sorrow on Jieyin's face deepened, not from sadness, but from the realization of the gap between himself and that holy realm, and the worry that the barrenness of the West would make the road ahead difficult.

"Amidst the chaos, danger lurks in the west. Whether we, with our abilities, can safely reach Zixiao Palace remains to be seen."

He thought of that vast chaos; without the protection of a top-tier spiritual treasure, traversing it and accurately finding the Purple Cloud Palace would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

What if you arrive late and miss the front row seats, or even miss the sermon?

Just as the two were feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation, a gentle yet clear voice, like a spring breeze, entered their ears. It was Zhen Yuanzi's voice: "Jieyin, Zhunti, you two don't need to return to the West for now."

Let us return to Wuzhuang Temple and wait until the lecture at Zixiao Palace is about to begin, then we can go together.

In the vast chaos, without the protection of a supreme treasure, one can easily lose one's way and miss opportunities.

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Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti could hardly believe their ears!

The overwhelming joy instantly dispelled the gloom and worries in their hearts!

Senior Zhen Yuanzi was actually willing to take them along!

This means they can avoid the difficulties and risks of traversing chaos.

Furthermore, I will be able to arrive at Zixiao Palace with these top experts without ever being late! This favor is even more substantial and profound than the previous favor of receiving the sermon!

"Senior—Senior's great kindness! Junior—Junior is eternally grateful!" Zhunti was so excited that he was incoherent, and bowed deeply in the direction of Wuzhuang Temple.

Jieyin also took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and respectfully replied telepathically: "Junior Jieyin (Zhunti) will humbly obey the senior's instructions! Thank you for your compassion!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the two immediately changed direction and flew back to Wuzhuang Temple at a speed several times faster than when they left.

When the disciples guarding the mountain saw the two return, having received a message from Zhen Yuanzi, they let them go and led them to the inn to settle in.

As Jieyin and Zhunti sat in the guesthouse, their state of mind was completely different from when they had left.

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