Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Looking at the newly demarcated territory spanning thousands of miles, I suddenly remembered something.

He opened a passage in the central plain, connecting it to the Xuanhuang Realm. Many rare and exotic beasts that he had collected during his travels in Kunlun rushed out from it, including agile white foxes, spirit deer with five-colored antlers, spirit apes with golden bodies, and spirits formed from plants and trees...!

Thousands of spirit beasts and monsters were overjoyed to feel the extremely rich spiritual energy and familiar Daoist charm of this place. The Xuanhuang Realm was far inferior to Kunlun.

"Purple Spirit".

Huang Long called out softly, and a purple figure quickly arrived in front of Huang Long from the Spirit Medicine Peak.

"Master! Our house has become so big!" Zi Ling said excitedly to Huang Long.

"These spirit beasts all come from Kunlun Mountain. Now we entrust them to guard and take good care of them. Do not let them enter the five main peaks."

"If you discover anyone with special talent, you can train them to become your assistant. Otherwise, you and your swarm of bees alone cannot manage such a large dojo."

"Yes, sir."

Huang Long then took out a large number of seeds or seedlings of rare flowers, herbs, and spiritual roots from various parts of Kunlun and handed them to Zi Ling: "Open up some more spiritual fields and cultivate these spiritual herbs properly. This matter is also entirely your responsibility."

Zi Ling's eyes lit up as she looked at these precious herbs and elixirs.

Watching Zi Ling divide a portion of the bee colony to manage the spirit beasts, and then direct other spirit peaks to cultivate spirit fields, sow seeds, and draw spiritual spring water for irrigation, a thriving scene unfolded.

Suddenly, I had a feeling that the day of Master's sermon had arrived.

He dared not delay, quickly gave Ziling a few instructions, and then rode a cloud to Yuqing Palace.

Upon arriving outside Yuqing Palace, through the wide-open gate, one could hear a commotion coming from inside the palace, mixed with voices of grief and indignation.

Huang Long quickened his pace and stepped through the gate.

Chi Jingzi was pleading with his master on the cloud bed, his voice trembling with emotion: "...Master! You must avenge us! Those disciples of the Jie Sect are becoming increasingly arrogant! They forcibly seized the dojo I found first, and a few days ago, they even ganged up on me and stole the Nine-Leaf Purple Ganoderma I found in Kunlun Mountain!"

Another figure angrily chimed in, it was Qingxu: "That's not all! Master, they also hunted and killed countless spirit beasts in Kunlun Mountain for food!"

"The mountains are littered with the carcasses of spirit beasts, the air is thick with miasma, and the spirit beasts howl in despair, living in constant fear! This... this has no semblance of the proper atmosphere of the Xuanmen sect! How is it any different from that of the demon race!"

"We beg our Master to uphold justice!"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the noisy crowd, shook the jade ruyi in his hand, and it made a clear sound.

The Jade Purity Palace fell silent instantly.

"I understand. I will discuss this matter with your senior uncle!"

The newly initiated disciples bowed to Yuanshi Tianzun in unison and said, "Thank you, Master."

"Previously, I explained to you the profound mysteries of the Primordial Golden Chapter of cultivation. Today, I will explain to you the essentials of cultivation from the beginning to the Great Luo realm. You should listen attentively!"

"Yes!" all the disciples replied in unison.

From absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to condensing the five elements into an immortal golden essence...!

Forged from the foundation of a Golden Immortal's Dao, the wonder of the Dao Seed…!

The Taiyi Realm cultivator, through comprehending the Great Dao Laws, nourished the three Dao Seeds of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, causing them to sprout three flowers...!

Among the three flowers of the Great Luo, which grade is the most prestigious?!

While Yuanshi Tianzun was preaching, he manifested an incarnation in the heart of each disciple, and expounded the Dao according to each disciple's different realm and different understanding.

The key points and essentials of each realm are clearly presented to the disciples...!

"clang......!"

A bell rang throughout the primordial world, jolting Huanglong, who was listening to the sage's sermon, out of his state of enlightenment. To sever someone's path to enlightenment is to be a mortal enemy, and Huanglong couldn't help but feel a surge of resentment.

When Huanglong opened his eyes, he saw that the people around him, including Nanji, also had angry expressions on their faces, and Yuanshi Tianzun on the cloud bed was looking at his disciples.

"Calm down...!"

The voice was like a clear spring, falling from the heavens and soothing the hearts of the crowd, calming their turbulent minds.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the now calmed crowd, his voice slightly authoritative, "This sermon ends here!"

"Master..."

All the newly initiated disciples in Yuqing Palace looked at Yuanshi Tianzun pleadingly, hoping that their master would continue to finish expounding the unfinished Dao!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable ignored the pleading gazes of his disciples, sitting quietly on his cloud bed, lost in a trance of chaos.

"Teacher, was that bell just now the Chaos Bell of the Demon Emperor Taiyi?" Huanglong, who felt a slight familiarity with the sound of the bell, asked Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Teacher, could you please tell me what happened?"

The others, upon hearing Huang Long's question, also stared intently at Yuanshi Tianzun, hoping to get an answer from their master.

"Fine, just wait and see..."

Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from the jade ruyi in the hand of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, reflecting onto the top of the palace.

Several figures appeared before the crowd, and a voice came from the light screen.

"Red Cloud! Hand over the Primordial Purple Qi!"

A majestic and domineering voice suddenly rang out, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

The Antarctic Immortal spoke up, "It's the Demon Emperor Di Jun, and Ancestor Hongyun!"

"Hmph, why waste words with him! He caused me to lose the Primordial Purple Qi. If he doesn't hand over the Primordial Purple Qi today, he will face a calamity!" Another sharp voice rang out, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

"This must be the powerful Kunpeng from the North Sea!" Huanglong already knew the reason: Kunpeng had joined forces with the Demon Emperor Dijun and Taiyi to intercept and kill the Red Cloud Ancestor.

The sounds that followed from the light screen confirmed Huang Long's guess.

"Fellow Daoist Di Jun, Fellow Daoist Kun Peng, the Primordial Purple Qi was bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, so don't even think about it." A slightly tired voice rang out; it was none other than Ancestor Hongyun.

His breathing was already disordered, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.

"Hongyun, you must give me this Primordial Purple Qi today, or I will take it from you after you die!" A domineering voice appeared, accompanied by the sound of bells that shook the primordial world, causing space to freeze and the laws to retreat.

Three powerful figures occupied three different areas, forming a triangular encirclement that trapped Ancestor Hongyun in the middle.

Emperor Jun held the Hetu and Luoshu, which evolved into countless forms. Kunpeng rode a palace-like magical treasure to block the back of the red clouds, and the Chaos Bell hung high, suppressing the space.

The terrifying pressure caused mountains and rivers across millions of miles to slowly sink, and peaks to crumble.

Hongyun Patriarch finally felt a sense of powerless despair. If he had listened to Zhen Yuanzi's advice and stayed on Wanshou Mountain...

"So be it, so be it... I, Hongyun, was born at the beginning of time, and was at peace with all living beings, yet I have suffered this calamity..."

"If you desire the Primordial Purple Qi, then... come and take it yourselves!"

"Hand over the Primordial Purple Qi, and out of consideration for our shared experience of listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, we may spare your life." Di Jun held the Hetu Luoshu and looked at Hongyun. His voice was not loud, but it was full of an unyielding tone.

"Why waste words with him! Hongyun, Zixiao Palace, you ruined my chance to become a saint, today you deserve this calamity!" A cold voice rang out from behind Hongyun, full of hatred!