Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The disciples listened with great interest!

At this moment, Huanglong looked at Xuandu beside him and said, "My path is different from all of yours. So let Junior Brother Xuandu tell you about the orthodox path of severing the three corpses."

Although many disciples of the sages were puzzled by what Huanglong said, since the Great Dao he cultivated was different from theirs, Huanglong was unwilling to say, so they could only turn their attention to Xuandu.

Xuan Du smiled slightly and put down the jade cup in his hand!

"Alright."

The illusory image of the Tai Chi symbol between his eyebrows slowly rotated, and the Yin and Yang energies flowed endlessly in an extremely mysterious rhythm.

"My senior brother Huanglong and I have both reached the stage of refining the Dao Fruit and severing our obsessions. However, my process of severing my corpse is somewhat different from that of my senior brother Huanglong."

His voice remained gentle, but now carried a quiet certainty.

"Senior Brother Huanglong just mentioned severing the first corpse, but actually the method of severing the corpse is the method of severing the three corpses passed down by our grandmaster...severing the good corpse, severing the evil corpse, and severing the self corpse."

Xuan Du's gaze became distant.

"The good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self-corpse are all inherent obsessions in the hearts of every living being."

"What is called good is not necessarily true good; what is called evil is not necessarily true evil. They are just three directions of entanglement in your mind... The obsession with good makes you hesitate, the obsession with evil makes you act recklessly, and the obsession with self traps you in the illusion of self-awareness from which you cannot escape."

"Everyone's obsessions are different, so the methods of severing the three corpses are also different."

"Good, evil, and attachment to self are all shackles."

"With each corpse severed, a shackle is broken, and the true spirit becomes more in harmony with the Great Dao."

The spirit tea was poured into pot after pot.

The Taoist charm of the Enlightenment Tea intertwined with the sermons of the two Quasi-Saints, and the towering pine tree cheered along with the sermons.

Those who benefited most from this discussion were Duobao, Guangchengzi, and the Antarctic Immortal, who sat at the very front.

All three of them have reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm, not far from becoming Quasi-Saints.

The evolution of the Great Dao by Huanglong and Xuandu is the direction for other disciples, and the path for them.

The more Duobao listened, the more solemn his expression became.

He put down his teacup, placed his hands on his knees, and his whole body shimmered with a precious light, with countless Dao principles colliding, intertwining, and merging.

Guang Chengzi closed his eyes, and a faint light flowed between his brows, a sign that the nascent form of the Dao Fruit was about to solidify.

The Antarctic Immortal stroked his beard and remained silent, yet a profound and mysterious Daoist aura was slowly gathering around him.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the Western Sect disciples at the very back of the square, though their faces showed admiration, never forgot Huanglong and Xuandu in the depths of the Medicine Master's compassionate eyes.

Mahasthamaprapta turned slightly to the side and said something in a low voice.

Maitreya's smile remained, but he gently shook his head. Ksitigarbha simply clasped his hands together, his lowered eyes revealing no emotion.

The pharmacist then picked up his teacup.

He only drank a little more than half of that cup of enlightenment tea.

Beneath the green pines, amidst the fragrant aroma of tea and the constant sounds of philosophical discussions, the gates of the Eight Views Palace remained tightly shut.

Behind that door lies another world.

Inside the Eight Views Palace.

The Supreme Sage sat cross-legged on a futon, with a whisk placed across his knees.

Below him, Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the left, Tongtian Jiaozhu sat on the right, and Jieyin Daoren and Zhunti Daoren sat on either side.

The five sages, all beings who had attained the Primordial Dao Fruit, had all restrained their sage aura and sat facing each other like ordinary fellow Daoists.

The Tongtian Sect Leader leaned casually against the futon, his posture relaxed and carefree, his green robe spread out on the ground like a blue cloud.

He rested his chin on his hand, his gaze sweeping over the Supreme Saint, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and the Amitabha Buddha, a faint smile playing on his lips.

There was a hint of disdain and a knowing understanding in that smile!

Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright like a pine tree, his gaze never leaving Taiqing Shengren, as if the other three sages were merely guests.

The Taoist priest clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and the sorrow on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

Zhunti Daoist placed the Seven Treasures Tree across his lap and gently stroked the branches with his fingers. The movement seemed casual, but with each stroke of his fingertips, a tiny glimmer of precious light flickered in the gaps.

The silence lasted for a long time.

The Sage Taiqing remained silent. He sat there, his eyes half-open, half-closed, as if lost in a trance.

As Huanglong and Xuandu finished their sermons outside the Eight Views Palace, Zhunti Daoist could no longer contain himself.

He coughed lightly, breaking the silence.

"Senior Brother Taiqing." Even as a sage, he couldn't hide his urgency at this moment. "The remaining Primordial Purple Qi should also descend upon the human race!"

Upon hearing this, the air in the quiet room suddenly tightened.

Primordial purple aura.

These four words are familiar to all five sages present.

In the past, in the Zixiao Palace, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun bestowed seven streams of Primordial Purple Qi, which were distributed among his six disciples. The seventh stream was obtained by the Ancestor Hongyun. In the end, Hongyun perished, and the Primordial Purple Qi broke into three pieces, disappearing without a trace.

The reason why the six Heavenly Saints are above Quasi-Saints is precisely because they possess this Primordial Purple Qi. Without Primordial Purple Qi, no matter how heaven-defying one's background is, one cannot cross the chasm between Quasi-Saints and Saints.

When Fuxi became the Human Emperor, a sliver of primordial purple energy descended from the void and merged with him, helping him break through to the realm of a sub-sage and become the number one person below the sage.

That's just one part of it.

The fact that Zhun has now raised this question means that he has set his sights on the格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the structure of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors) of the human race. The Three Sovereigns represent three opportunities.

Fuxi has already become the Human Emperor, having consumed a portion of the Primordial Purple Qi.

They saw from Fuxi's process of becoming a Human Emperor and breaking through to the level of a Quasi-Saint that there were two more Human Emperors among the human race!

The Primordial Purple Qi also has two segments remaining!

The Sage of Taiqing slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were as calm as still water. One glance at Zhunti made his fingers, which were stroking the Seven Treasures Tree, involuntarily pause for a moment.

"The human race should have had three sovereigns and five emperors."

The voice of the Supreme Sage echoed in the Eight Views Palace, peaceful and without further explanation, yet unquestionable.

A fierce light burst forth in Zhunti's eyes.

"That Human Emperor..."

The words had barely left his mouth when the Sage of Taiqing's expression suddenly froze.

A chilling aura suddenly appeared on that aged face.

Even the saint Zhunti felt a chill run down his spine!

"oh!"

The voice of the Sage Taiqing remained as calm as ever, yet it carried an added chilling majesty: "Fellow Daoist Zhunti, do you intend to interfere in the throne of the Human Emperor?"