Chapter 2 I, Huanglong, will not join the Chan Sect

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on attaining the status of a sage! From now on, you will enjoy great freedom and liberation!"

After that voice fell, Huanglong offered his heartfelt congratulations.

This is the reverence that every primordial being holds for the sage.

But then, Huang Long's expression changed drastically.

"If Hongjun Daoist became a saint, doesn't that mean...?"

According to the memories of that time traveler, the first saint in the primordial world was Hongjun, who attained sainthood on the eve of the Lich War.

Then, he preached in the Zixiao Palace, transmitting the methods of the sages, and divided the primordial purple energy into six parts, allowing the Three Pure Ones and others to successively attain enlightenment and become sages of the Heavenly Dao in the years to come.

Now, Hongjun's ascension to sainthood and his preaching at Zixiao Palace have aligned.

Doesn't this mean that the things in that time traveler's memories are all real?

That incredibly unlucky Huang Long, nicknamed the "Four-No-Taoist," was himself?!

"call--!"

"In that case, the memories of that time traveler are the most precious treasure."

After a long silence, Huang Long let out a long sigh.

He originally thought that the Devouring Yuan Gourd, which could refine all things, was the greatest gain after killing the transmigrator.

Looking at it now, the memories of time travelers seem even more precious from a certain perspective.

With the memories of the time traveler, Huanglong was able to foresee what would happen in the prehistoric world.

If it weren't for his current insufficient cultivation level, he could even go to Zixiao Palace, seize a seat, and reserve a position as a saint.

However, even if it cannot directly guarantee the ascension to sainthood, understanding the memories of a transmigrator can still allow him to avoid detours and seize the initiative.

First of all, there was absolutely no need for the Chan Sect to join.

The Primordial Daoist didn't care about him at all. After joining the Chan Sect, he only passed on a Daoist scripture and didn't pay much attention to him. He didn't even give him any magic weapons.

If that's the case, why should I shamelessly join the Chan Sect?

The Jie Sect is also not allowed to be joined.

Even the Tongtian Sect Leader himself perished during the Investiture of the Gods.

As for the followers, their fate was even more tragic; very few of them met a good end, making it a complete disaster.

Western religions are also unacceptable.

The reason was simple: they were too poor. Neither of the two leaders had many powerful magical artifacts.

If you rashly join in, you might end up having your own Devouring Yuan Gourd converted by the other party.

The Human Teachings have no bad records, but the Celestial Venerable of Morality has no intention of taking on disciples.

After much deliberation, Huang Long finally gave up the idea of ​​joining the Great Sect.

Since I have the memories of a time traveler, I can take advantage of the situation and gain the upper hand.

Furthermore, the Devouring Yuan Gourd can refine all things. Even if one cannot obtain the Primordial Purple Qi and cannot follow the path of Heavenly Dao to become a saint, there is still a possibility of achieving enlightenment through alternative means.

After all, besides the Heavenly Dao, there are also the Earthly Dao and the Human Dao in the primordial world, and there are paths to achieve physical sainthood.

As for how to do it, Huanglong only had a general idea based on the memories of the transmigrators.

……

The fact that Hongjun Daoist has become a saint and will soon preach in Zixiao Palace is a major event known throughout the prehistoric world, and all the innate great beings are discussing it.

The Sun Star.

After a brief discussion, Taiyi and Dijun decided to visit Zixiao Palace three thousand years later to see what the true nature of the Great Dao spoken of by the first sage of the prehistoric world was.

Fengqi Mountain.

Nuwa and Fuxi were both born with human heads and snake bodies, possessing innate bodies close to the Dao. They were filled with curiosity about the teachings of the Sage Hongjun, and their faces showed a hint of eagerness.

Pangu Hall.

The twelve ancestral witches considered themselves to be the true descendants of Pangu, and most of them expressed disdain for Hongjun's sermons.

Beiming.

As the Kunpeng soared across the sea, upon hearing that Hongjun Daoist was about to preach at Zixiao Palace, a hint of excitement flickered in its eyes.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanqing Hall.

"what?"

The middle-aged-looking Taoist priest suddenly let out a soft exclamation.

In the depths of his being, he sensed that something that originally belonged to him was quietly slipping away due to unknown changes.

He then tried to calculate with his fingers, but after a long time, he still couldn't come to any specific conclusion.

"Second brother, have you run into some trouble?"

"It's nothing, brother, there's no need to worry."

Yuanshi Daoren waved his hand. Although he had not deduced a specific result, he was certain that the thing that had gone far away from him would not affect his own path of cultivation.

From a certain perspective, the departure of that thing was actually a good thing for him.

Afterward, he stopped thinking about it and continued discussing the matter of the Sage Hongjun with his two brothers.

……

Erxian Mountain, Magu Cave.

Huanglong was naturally unaware of Yuanshi Daoren's unusual reaction.

However, he dared to have the idea of ​​not joining the Chan Sect because he was considering that it would not cause any negative consequences.

In the primordial world, the master-disciple relationship was an important cause and effect.

The tragic end of Tongtian Daoren was largely due to his indiscriminate teaching and his acceptance of too many disciples with ulterior motives.

However, before they officially became master and disciple, they only had a very superficial causal relationship.

Even if Yuanshi Daoren has now become a saint, it is impossible for him to sense Huanglong's presence simply because Huanglong severed a causal link.

At this moment, Huanglong was making hand seals, continuing to refine the objects inside the Devouring Yuan Gourd.

Over the past century, most of the items within have been refined, and now it's time for the final stages.

As Huanglong's magical power flowed into the Devouring Yuan Gourd, the gourd's surface emitted a dazzling golden light and swayed rhythmically from side to side for a full ten years.

On this day, with a "bang," the gourd's stopper popped open automatically, and thirty-nine drops of primordial liquid of different colors and effects flew out from the Devouring Yuan Gourd and floated in mid-air.

Some of these source liquids are suitable for alchemy, some for nourishing spiritual roots, and others for enhancing one's foundation.

Each drop of the source liquid has a different effect, but they all basically have the same effect.

That means that after taking it, one's cultivation level can be improved.

Furthermore, Huanglong is not skilled in alchemy or weapon crafting, and he has neither spiritual roots nor spirit beasts.

So, after confirming the effects of these source liquids, Huanglong swallowed them all at once.

He then began to cultivate in seclusion, gradually refining the thirty-nine drops of source liquid to improve his own cultivation.

Time flies, and a thousand years have passed.

It took a thousand years for Huanglong to finally refine all thirty-nine drops of primordial liquid.

Although it took a lot of time, the results were extremely remarkable.

After refining the source liquid, Huanglong advanced two minor realms, from the early stage of Golden Immortal to the late stage of Golden Immortal, and was not far from the perfection of Golden Immortal.

However, Huanglong was not in a hurry to leave seclusion. While refining the source liquid, he gained new insights into the Great Dao.

Moreover, if one's cultivation level increases too quickly, there is a possibility that one's foundation will become unstable.

Therefore, after expressing his feelings, Huanglong continued his seclusion and cultivation.

And so, another thousand years passed unnoticed.

Less than a thousand years have passed since the sermon at Zixiao Palace, and many powerful beings have begun to set off, converging on the Outer Heavens.

Among them, the most eye-catching are the Three Pure Ones, who possess profound cultivation and easily step into the chaos atop the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth.

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, carrying the Chaos Bell, followed closely behind. Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, Kunpeng, and other powerful beings each used their own methods to protect themselves before entering the chaos.

Compared to the carefree and easygoing nature of these Great Luo Golden Immortals, the Taiyi Golden Immortals appeared much more disheveled, with many of them perishing along the way.

However, no one was willing to give up. The path of cultivation was fraught with difficulties and dangers, and no one was willing to give up the opportunity for the sage to preach.

At the same time, Huanglong, who had been in seclusion for a thousand years, slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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