Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The three pharmacists at the front were all shocked to see Huang Long and his group getting along so well!

"Didn't the teacher say that there were serious conflicts between the disciples of the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect?"

"Why are they chatting and laughing like that!"

"Did the teacher lie to us?!"

"Why did the disciples of the three sects get along so well after that person appeared?"

The Western Sect disciples, who were secretly exchanging ideas, were startled when they suddenly saw Huang Long staring at them. They then hurriedly bowed to Huang Long!

Huang Long smiled and returned the greeting.

He withdrew his gaze and looked again at Duobao and Guangchengzi, asking, "Do you two senior brothers know why our two Western senior uncles suddenly came to visit with their disciples? And why hasn't Senior Uncle Nuwa arrived?"

Upon hearing this, Guang Chengzi shook his head slightly, his gaze falling on the empty cloud bed, a hint of doubt similar to Huang Long's.

Huanglong then turned his gaze to Duobao beside him, but Duobao looked at him with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Duobao simply shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know the reason either, his face showing the same confusion and a hint of solemnity.

Although Huang Long was full of doubts, he did not delve into the matter.

The fact that several sages could come together to discuss this matter must mean that it concerns all living beings in the primordial world.

They will know when they need to know something.

If you force it, you are more likely to fall into a trap and find it difficult to understand the cause and effect.

He suppressed his doubts and looked around.

On the preaching platform, one disciple after another awoke from their enlightenment.

The disciples of the Chan Sect were overjoyed to see Huang Long and naturally gathered around him, bowing and greeting him.

"Senior Brother Huanglong, among the disciples of the three sects, you are the busiest, and it's a rare sight to see you once in ten thousand years!" Taiyi Zhenren, who had the best relationship with Huanglong, spoke first.

"Senior Brother Huanglong, you've come at just the right time! Our eldest master has just started his lecture, and afterwards, our master, Uncle Tongtian, and the two Western uncles will all preach the Great Dao of the Sages to us. Senior Brother, don't miss it!"

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Huang Long smiled and returned the greetings one by one, but his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the disciples of the Jie Sect.

After bowing to Huanglong and the others from afar, a large number of disciples of the Jie Sect, led by the Seven Immortals, rode various colored lights and transformed into streaks of light, leaving the lecture platform without looking back, without leaving for even a moment.

Swoosh—swoosh—swoosh—

The clouds beneath Sanqing Peak were torn open by the escape lights of the disciples, which then quickly disappeared before reconnecting and merging again.

In just a short while, the once bustling pulpit became much emptier.

Huang Long's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and the strange feeling in his heart intensified.

In the past, after each of the Three Pure Ones' sermons, a trading fair would be held on this platform where disciples of the three religions gathered, where they would exchange what they had and what they needed.

People exchanged the rare and precious materials they had collected or shared their insights from listening to the teachings. Although there were considerable conflicts between the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, they were generally restrained, and everyone gained something from the trade fair.

But today, watching the disciples of the Jie Sect streak of light breaking through the clouds, Huang Long wondered if the time or place of the trade fair had changed because he hadn't been in Kunlun for ten thousand years.

With doubts in his heart, Huanglong turned his gaze to Duobao beside him.

As the senior disciple of the Jie Sect, Duobao must have known the reason why his junior brother acted this way.

Huanglong looked at Duobao and asked his question, "Senior Brother Duobao, if I remember correctly, there's usually a trade fair after each Dao discussion where disciples from the three sects exchange information. But why did the disciples of the Jie Sect leave so hastily today?"

"Was the time changed, or the location changed?"

Duobao's usually round face, which always carried a hint of a smile, looked slightly unnatural at this moment.

He did not immediately answer Huang Long's question, but instead turned his gaze to Guang Chengzi, who had a calm expression.

Guang Chengzi felt Duobao's gaze and looked back at him.

The two senior disciples of the Chan and Jie sects stared at each other, neither willing to be the first to offer an explanation.

An awkward and somber atmosphere permeated the group of core disciples.

Seeing the two men's behavior, Huang Long knew there must be something going on, and he was unlikely to get the truth out of them.

Huang Long turned his gaze to Xuan Du beside him, the only disciple of the Human Sect, who was completely independent of the Chan and Jie sects.

"Junior Brother Xuandu, please tell me what happened! What exactly is it?"

When Xuandu saw Huanglong asking him, he first looked at Duobao and Guangchengzi, whose atmosphere was still subtle and tense, before slowly turning to Huanglong. A faint sense of helplessness flashed in his calm eyes.

After a long silence, seeing Huanglong staring at him, he gave Guangcheng and the treasure hunter an apologetic look before speaking to Huanglong:

"Senior Brother Huanglong, since you disciples of the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect joined the sect, you have accumulated some conflicts due to differences in your Taoist beliefs, principles of conduct, and even backgrounds. I'm sure you've been aware of this matter."

Huang Long nodded, his expression solemn.

He naturally knew that his master, Yuanshi Tianzun, was of noble origin, spoke of the Heavenly Numbers, sought purity of the Dao, and focused on the essence of accepting disciples.

Meanwhile, his uncle, the Tongtian Sect Master, advocated seizing heavenly secrets and teaching without discrimination. He had many disciples, most of whom were extraordinary individuals who had attained enlightenment and had different natures.

The two religions have differing doctrines, and since their disciples inherit the essence of both religions and live in the same Kunlun Mountains, some friction is inevitable.

Seeing him nod, Xuandu continued, his voice clearly reaching the ears of every disciple present: "In the nearly ten thousand years since you left Kunlun for some reason and traveled far into the primordial world, the conflict between the disciples of the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect has intensified, with many clashes occurring. Initially, they may have been just verbal disputes, or minor frictions over the ownership of a certain sacred mountain or a certain immortal herb, which can be considered minor squabbles."

He paused slightly, as if recalling the original reason.

"However, it is unclear when it started, perhaps due to the deepening of resentment, or perhaps due to the uneven quality of the disciples, the disciples on both sides became increasingly ruthless. From physical combat to clashes of supernatural powers, and then later... they even used the innate spiritual treasures bestowed upon them by their masters."

Upon hearing the words "Innate Spiritual Treasure," Huang Long's expression immediately turned sour.

The treasures bestowed by sages were originally meant for protection and enlightenment, but they have been used for fighting among fellow disciples, which completely changes their nature.

Xuan Du's voice remained calm, yet carried a hint of heaviness: "Several junior brothers were even injured in the fierce conflict, their very essence being damaged. If it weren't for Senior Brother Nanji's timely intervention, using his prestige as the eldest disciple to forcibly prevent the conflict from escalating further, and his personal journey to Taiqing Palace to request several golden pills from our teacher, their essence could barely be repaired. Otherwise, they would have either fallen in cultivation level or, worse, had their entire path to enlightenment destroyed."

Upon hearing that it had damaged the very source of the Great Dao, Huanglong found it hard to believe!

This is almost a life-or-death struggle!

He couldn't help but look at Guang Chengzi and Duobao again. As the senior disciples of the two sects, they failed to effectively restrain their disciples and mediate conflicts, causing the relationship between the disciples of the two sects to deteriorate to this point. The two of them indeed bear the greatest responsibility that cannot be shirked.

Both senior disciples looked ashamed and lowered their heads slightly in unison.