Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, clouds drift and swirl.

Since the Azure Lotus offered its treasure and the path of the Three Pure Ones was suddenly opened, time has quietly passed in quiet cultivation and discussion of the Dao. The Daoist charm of the three palaces of Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing has become increasingly profound and vast, like three ancient stars about to illuminate the primordial world, silently accumulating the great power to break free from the cocoon and become a saint.

Within Qinglian's Dao Palace, the sounds of howling wind and thunder, as well as fists and feet tearing through the air, often resound.

Sun Wuzhen (Six Ears) has entered a high level of cultivation in the "Nine Revolutions Wind and Thunder Battle Technique". His innate battle body and wind and thunder speed have been fully activated. His cultivation at the late stage of Golden Immortal is solid and firm. Every move he makes exudes a fierce fighting spirit and has the air of a battle witch.

Qinglian provided meticulous guidance, imparting all the combat insights she had honed in the Wu Clan. She also combined these insights with the profound mysteries of the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique, instructing her on how to integrate her magical power, physical body, and combat skills to unleash their maximum potential.

The Three Pure Ones also frequently summoned Qinglian and Sun Wuzhen to their seats to preach.

Or listen to Lao Tzu expound the primordial truth of "governing by non-action" and "following the natural way" at Taiqing Palace;

Or, one can experience the grand framework of "Heaven and Earth Order" and "Elucidation of Heavenly Laws" constructed by Yuanshi Tianzun at Yuqing Palace;

Or, at the Shangqing Palace, one can experience the sharp edge of the Tongtian Sect Master's ability to "seize a single thread" and "break through all laws with his sword."

The Three Pure Ones preached the Dao, their profound teachings pointing directly to the source. Although they did not directly improve the master and disciple's cultivation, they enabled the master and disciple to reach an unprecedented level of understanding of the Dao and control over their own power.

With his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Azure Lotus Great Luo realm completely perfected, his primordial spirit became increasingly refined, and the combination of his physical body and magical power became seamless. He had already faintly touched the threshold of the late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and was just waiting for an opportunity to attempt to break through.

Countless years have passed in the primordial world. On this day, a supreme, serene, and boundless Daoist aura once again enveloped the entire primordial world!

Flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the earth, and purple mist traveled thirty thousand miles eastward! The Daoist voice was faint and ethereal, as if it had resounded since the beginning of chaos, echoing deep within the primordial spirit of every Great Luo Golden Immortal and above!

The three lectures at Zixiao Palace are about to begin!

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, three beams of clear light shot into the sky, instantly tearing through space—the Three Pure Ones!

Qinglian was already standing by her side when she felt a gentle yet irresistible force envelop her. The scene before her blurred instantly, and the next moment she found herself in that familiar yet strange chaotic current.

"Qinglian, follow us to Zixiao Palace." Laozi's voice resounded directly in Qinglian's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Yes, Master!" Qinglian composed herself and followed closely behind the Three Pure Ones. The sword light of the Tongtian Sect Leader cleared the way, cutting through the chaos, the Jade Purity Immortal Light of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable stabilized the passage, and Laozi's aura was as deep as the abyss, protecting everyone.

The speed was even faster than last time, and in the blink of an eye, the majestic Zixiao Palace, suspended in the chaos, was already in sight.

Just as they landed on the Chaos Cloud Platform in front of the Purple Cloud Palace, two streaks of light arrived together, their figures appearing amidst the rosy clouds and auspicious mist—Nuwa and Fuxi.

"My three senior brothers (fellow Daoists)," Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Three Pure Ones greeted each other.

Nuwa's gaze lingered on Qinglian for a moment, sensing her increasingly profound and harmonious aura and the faint primordial spirit emanating from her. A hint of approval flashed in her eyes, and she nodded slightly. Qinglian quickly and respectfully bowed as well: "Disciple Qinglian greets Martial Aunt Nuwa and Martial Aunt Fuxi."

Just then, a powerful and profound aura, carrying the pulse of the earth and an endless will of compassion, broke through the chaos!

A figure in yellow robes descended; it was Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! Her aura was calm, but a lingering worry was between her brows.

"Houtu, the Ancestral Witch?" The Three Pure Ones were slightly surprised. The Witch Clan did not cultivate the primordial spirit, and the lectures at Zixiao Palace were like heavenly books to them. None of the other Ancestral Witches had come.

Houtu bowed slightly to the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Fuxi, her voice gentle yet firm: "Houtu greets all fellow Daoists. I have come not to listen to the Dao, but because I have a great question in my heart that I wish to ask the Dao Ancestor about. It concerns the future of countless lives of my Wu tribe."

Qinglian's heart stirred, and he guessed what Houtu was puzzled by—the Wu clan had no primordial spirit, could not comprehend the Heavenly Dao, their path to enlightenment was cut off, and their future was worrisome! He stepped forward and respectfully bowed: "Qinglian pays respects to the Ancestral Witch Houtu."

Houtu saw Qinglian and a sincere smile appeared on her face: "Young friend Qinglian, it's been a long time. How have you been in Kunlun?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Houtu revealed the purpose of her trip to Qinglian: she wanted to ask the Dao Ancestor whether the Wu Clan truly lacked the Dao of the Primordial Spirit, and whether there was a way to complete it.

Qinglian felt a pang of emotion and offered a few words of comfort.

At this moment, the other powerful beings also arrived one after another: Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were adorned in magnificent imperial robes, their demonic aura soaring to the sky; Jieyin and Zhunti showed signs of suffering, with golden light of annihilation appearing and disappearing; Hongyun Daoren remained carefree and unrestrained; Zhen Yuanzi possessed a heavy aura of earth; Styx Ancestor was entangled in blood and evil spirits; Kunpeng Ancestor was surrounded by demonic winds... Almost all the top powerful beings of the prehistoric world had gathered!

The heavy, ancient gates of Zixiao Palace slowly opened amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Two Daoist boys, Haotian and Yaochi, stood respectfully by the entrance. Many powerful figures filed in, their eyes fixed straight ahead, seemingly oblivious to the two boys.

Only when Qinglian passed by did she pause slightly, smile gently at Haotian and Yaochi, and cup her hands in greeting, "Fellow Daoist Haotian, Fellow Daoist Yaochi, how have you been?"

Haotian and Yaochi were clearly taken aback.

Although they were disciples of the Dao Ancestor and held a special position, in the eyes of these arrogant and powerful beings, they were nothing more than servants. When had anyone ever treated them as equals?

Especially since he was the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones! A hint of gratitude flashed in their eyes, and they quickly returned the greeting: "Greetings, Senior Brother Qinglian!"

The palace remained spacious and lofty, permeated with the aura of Taoism. Six purple futons stood in front, behind which were the seats of many powerful figures.

The Three Pure Ones took their seats directly on the front row of prayer cushions, while Qinglian remained behind Laozi, finding a place to sit. Nuwa, Fuxi, Dijun, Taiyi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and others took their seats in turn.

Houtu then found an open space behind them and sat quietly to wait.

The figure of Hongjun Daozu appeared silently on the cloud bed, his aura even more lofty than the previous two times, as if he had already merged with the Heavenly Dao.

"Listen carefully." A detached voice rang out, and the third Great Dao Sound boomed!

This time, what the Dao Ancestor spoke of was the Dao of the Sage, which transcends the Quasi-Sage and points directly to the Primordial Chaos!

Its sound is profound and mysterious, elucidating the essence of the Primordial Dao Fruit: imperishable through countless eons, untouched by cause and effect, coexisting with the Dao, wielding the laws, and manipulating the universe!

Throughout the entire Zixiao Palace, the Great Dao runes solidified as if they were tangible, and the scene of chaos opening up and heaven and earth repeating itself was constantly being created and destroyed in the void!

The mysteries of the laws were directly revealed, captivating all the powerful beings present. Their minds were stirred, and their understanding of the Great Dao soared at an unprecedented speed!

Qinglian felt that the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique had reached its limit. The Creation Lotus Seed and the Pure World White Lotus resonated wildly, and her primordial spirit, under the protection of the Xuanhuang Pagoda, greedily absorbed the Primordial True Meaning.

He has a deeper understanding of the integration of the Three Pure Ones' Way, and the barriers to the late Great Luo realm are clearly visible; he is just one step away from achieving it!

As the sermon concluded, the lingering resonance of the Dao echoed through the air. Many great beings slowly awoke from their enlightenment, their eyes filled with an infinite longing for the sacred realm.

Lao Tzu spoke first, his voice clear and resonant, voicing the ultimate question in everyone's heart: "May I ask, Master, is there a method to attain the Dao and achieve sainthood?"

Hongjun Daozu's gaze swept over the crowd, and he slowly spoke, his voice like the voice of the Heavenly Dao:

"There are three paths to attaining the primordial state of enlightenment."

"Firstly, one must sever the three corpses of good, evil, and self, entrusting them to the innate spiritual treasure, thereby clarifying one's mind and seeing one's true nature. Once the three corpses are perfectly integrated and united as one, the primordial spirit can be entrusted to the void of the Heavenly Dao, thus attaining the state of primordial chaos. This method requires great perseverance and wisdom, and a very solid foundation."

"Secondly, one performs great meritorious deeds for Heaven and Earth, gains the approval of the Heavenly Dao, and is bestowed with immeasurable merit. This merit is used to forcibly elevate the primordial spirit to the level of the Heavenly Dao, thus becoming a meritorious saint. This method is quick, but the foundation is relatively weak."

"Thirdly, emulate the great god Pangu, forcibly breaking through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao with supreme power, creating the world and establishing the Great Dao! This is proving the Dao with force! It is the most powerful, but extremely dangerous. Since the creation of the world, only the great god Pangu has succeeded, but he himself perished."

The three methods of attaining enlightenment, like three paths to heaven, were clearly displayed before everyone!

The atmosphere inside the hall instantly became incredibly solemn and intense! Severing the three corpses requires treasures of the same origin and a long period of accumulation; attaining enlightenment through merit is something that cannot be sought but only encountered by chance; attaining enlightenment through force is even more of a mirage! The difficulty of attaining sainthood is greater than ascending to heaven!

Immediately afterwards, Dao Ancestor Hongjun flicked his sleeve, and seven streams of primordial purple energy, exuding the aura of the Great Dao and seemingly containing the potential for sainthood, appeared in the hall like seven swimming dragons! As soon as the purple energy appeared, the laws of the Great Dao throughout the entire Zixiao Palace resounded with joy!

"There are seven holy positions, determined by the Way of Heaven."

The Dao Ancestor's voice was indifferent: "Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, you are all transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu. You have profound blessings and should be my personal disciples to inherit the Xuanmen Dao lineage." The three streams of primordial purple energy seemed to have a spirit, instantly entering the tops of the Three Pure Ones' heads and merging into their primordial spirits!

"Nuwa, you created all living beings and will have great merit to the world in the future. You should become my closed-door disciple." Another wisp of primordial purple energy flew into Nuwa's primordial spirit.

A personally instructed disciple! The four strands of Primordial Purple Qi have found their masters!

The atmosphere inside the hall instantly exploded! Envy, jealousy, and longing gazes almost engulfed the four figures!

Upon seeing this, Jieyin and Zhunti turned deathly pale! The West was barren, and their foundations were already weak; if they were to lose their sainthood... The two exchanged a glance, their hearts instantly connected, and they burst into tears, their grief so profound it moved heaven and earth.

"Teacher, have mercy! The West is barren, and its people suffer. We, your disciples, have devoted ourselves to saving all living beings, but our foundations are shallow and our path is arduous! We beg you, Teacher, to have mercy on the millions of living beings in the West and grant us a glimmer of hope! Waaah..." The cries, mixed with the serene Daoist rhythm, pierced straight to the heart.

Hongjun Daozu remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the two who were wailing and lamenting. Finally, he sighed softly, "Very well. Jieyin and Zhunti, you both possess great perseverance and lofty aspirations. I bestow these two streams of Primordial Purple Qi upon you, hoping that you will diligently teach and guide the West, and not fail this opportunity. I accept you as my nominal disciples." The two streams of Primordial Purple Qi flew towards Jieyin and Zhunti.

Overjoyed, the two stopped crying abruptly and immediately kowtowed, saying, "Thank you for your mercy, Master! We will do our utmost to bring prosperity to the West!"

The last wisp of primordial purple energy, like a wandering dragon, hovered and danced above the main hall of Zixiao Palace, exuding an alluring opportunity for sainthood! The gazes of countless powerful beings instantly turned greedy and fervent!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi unleashed their auras, and the phantom images of the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell appeared!

Kunpeng's eyes were filled with a mixture of resentment and longing as he stared intently at the purple aura!

Hongyun Daoist, on the other hand, looked on with curiosity and anticipation, seemingly finding it quite interesting.

The Primordial Purple Qi swirled for several weeks, and finally, under the watchful eyes of countless people, it transformed into a stream of light and plunged straight into... the crown of the head of Daoist Hongyun!

"This..." Even the Red Cloud Daoist was stunned. Then, after sensing the profound purple energy in his primordial spirit, he realized what was happening and a surprised yet somewhat bewildered smile appeared on his face.

However, just as Hongyun was overjoyed, several icy, murderous, and greedy gazes instantly locked onto him!

Kunpeng's eyes were like poisoned blades, filled with overwhelming resentment for missing out on the holy throne because he gave up his seat back then!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's gazes were like those of ferocious beasts eyeing their prey, purely a naked possessiveness towards the supreme opportunity of the Primordial Purple Qi!