Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

At this moment, Shennong on the altar said loudly, "All clansmen, disperse and consolidate what you have gained. A hundred years from now, I will convene the Council of Human Emperors."

All the humans in the square bowed to Shennong and said, "We obey the Emperor's command!" Then they dispersed.

Shennong's figure landed in front of Huanglong Xuandu. He first bowed to Xuandu and said, "Ancestor Xuandu."

He then bowed to Huanglong and said, "Ancestor Huanglong."

Finally, she bowed to Duobao, who had just opened his eyes, and said, "Teacher!"

His voice was still the same, but it was a few degrees deeper than before.

Huang Long waved his hand: "As a sage, there is no need for such formalities."

Shennong shook his head: "Ancestor is indeed Ancestor. Without Ancestor, humanity would not be where it is today; without Ancestor's guidance, I would not be where I am today either."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips curved into a smile.

Xuandu looked at him with a serious expression: "Shennong, you will become the emperor, just like Fuxi, with a ten-thousand-year limit. After ten thousand years, I will come to take you into the Fire Cloud Cave."

Shennong nodded; now he naturally understood the myriad causes and effects involved.

The Human Emperor embodies the destiny of the human race. If this is not changed, there will be no way for successors. This is both a rule set by the sages and a necessity for the development of the human race.

"I understand," Shennong said calmly.

Xuan Du nodded and said no more.

What needs to be said has been said. The rest is up to Shennong himself. In ten thousand years, he could do a lot for the human race.

Shennong turned to look at Duobao beside him and said softly, "Master, your disciple awaits the good news that you have attained the quasi-sagehood."

Duobao nodded solemnly: "Okay."

"The lineage of the Jie Sect will be passed down among the human race."

"......Um."

Duobao said no more.

He nodded slightly to Xuandu and Huanglong, and then congratulated Ziling, who had just broken through to the Great Luo realm.

He then turned around, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the void.

They left cleanly and decisively, without any hesitation or fuss.

Huang Long watched him leave, then suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head to look behind him, and saw that Zi Ling was still there in a daze!

"Don't just stand there." Huang Long flicked a gust of wind, "Let's go."

Zi Ling snapped out of her daze and hurried to catch up with Huang Long, unable to resist glancing back at the altar. Shennong was still standing there, hands behind his back, watching them leave.

Her gaze met his for a moment, and then she followed Huang Long's figure and stepped into the void.

Kunlun Mountain is now the number one sacred mountain in the primordial world.

Clouds and mist swirl among the mountains, jade-like flowers and trees sway in the breeze, and flocks of cranes fly over the mountains, their wings stirring up clouds as they fly by.

Compared to the tranquility of Shouyang Mountain, the spiritual energy here is much stronger and the place is more lively, where you can feel rare and auspicious beasts breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Huanglong landed with Ziling in the square in front of Yuxu Palace.

On the jade steps, the white crane boy, standing ramrod straight, greeted them with a look of surprise.

"Senior Brother Huanglong, it's been a long time!"

Huang Long nodded. "Junior Brother Baihe, you've worked hard!"

Now that all the disciples of the Chan Sect have been personally taught and have gone down the mountain to establish their own dojos, the entire Kunlun region has become much quieter.

As the attendant of Yuanshi Tianzun, Baihe could only guard this desolate palace.

"Senior brother is too kind. To be able to guard the gate for the master is a great fortune for the white crane; countless creatures would kill for such an opportunity!"

Huanglong said no more and casually stuffed the jade box containing ordinary enlightenment tea into Baihe's hand.

Before Baihe could refuse, he asked, "Is Master in the hall?"

Bai He's expression hardened, and he said to Huang Long, "Master, please let Senior Brother in."

Huang Long nodded slightly, signaling Zi Ling to follow, and went straight into the palace gate opened by Bai He.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable sat regally on a cloud bed in the center of the main hall.

He was surrounded by layers of pure jade energy, which looked as if he were behind layers of water curtains, seemingly close yet unattainable.

He held a jade ruyi in his hand. When he saw Huang Long enter, his gaze first fell on him for a moment, and then moved to Zi Ling behind him.

Zi Ling felt a vast and boundless aura gently brushing over her body, like spring water flowing over pebbles, warm and all-encompassing.

The aura lingered on her for only a moment before disappearing, but in that brief instant, she felt she had no secrets left.

"The ninth rank of the Great Luo... not bad." The voice of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was majestic yet carried a hint of intimacy.

Zi Ling's legs went weak and she knelt down: "Zi Ling pays her respects to the Sage."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable did not tell her to get up immediately.

He looked at Huanglong, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Why don't you take him in?"

Huang Long said solemnly, "Without the teacher's permission, I dare not privately transmit the Great Dao of Chanjiao."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled slightly and looked at Ziling kneeling on the ground, saying, "Her aura is entirely that of the Jade Purity Dao, and she can transmit my Great Dao."

Huang Long gently patted Zi Ling's head, "Why don't you pay your respects to your grandmaster?"

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Zi Ling's head slammed heavily against the jade floor three times.

"Disciple Ziling greets Grandmaster."

Then she turned to Huanglong and respectfully kowtowed three times: "Ziling greets her teacher!"

it is good!it is good!it is good!

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Ziling and said "good" three times.

With a wave of his hand, he lifted Zi Ling up from the ground.

He looked at Zi Ling with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, a long sword shrouded in purple aura appeared in front of Zi Ling.

"This is the Purple Cloud Sword, a mid-grade Innate Sword. I bestow it upon you today. I hope you will cultivate diligently and not disappoint your teacher's good intentions."

Zi Ling stared at the long sword shrouded in purple aura, her eyes filled with disbelief. She then turned her gaze to Huang Long.

Huang Long said helplessly, "Why don't you thank your grandmaster?"

Having received Huang Long's approval, Zi Ling accepted the Zi Xiao Sword with both hands and bowed respectfully to Yuan Shi Tian Zun, saying, "Thank you, Grandmaster, for bestowing this treasure."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the composed and unassuming Ziling and said to Huanglong, "This girl has been well-trained!"

Huang Long also laughed and said, "It's because she's determined."

"There are many promising disciples, but few who can guard their hearts." Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze returned to Ziling. "Rise. Now that you have entered the Chan Sect, you should inherit the Chan Sect's lineage."

After Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, he casually waved his hand and sent a beam of immortal light into Ziling's brow, just as he had done when he imparted his teachings to Huanglong.

After bowing again, Zi Ling stood up, put away the Zixiao Sword, and stood behind Huang Long.

Huanglong chatted with Yuanshi Tianzun for a while, mainly about the current situation on Shouyang Mountain, the circumstances of Shennong's enlightenment, and the matter of the disciples of the Jie Sect attending the ceremony.

After listening to him, Yuanshi Tianzun pondered for a moment and then said indifferently, "Tongtian has his own plans, you don't need to worry about it."

Huang Long nodded in agreement.

When Zi Ling came out of Yu Xu Palace, she called out "Uncle-Master" to the white crane at the door, which startled the white crane.

After searching his body for a while, he finally took out a golden-yellow Ganoderma lucidum and handed it to Zi Ling, saying that it was a gift from his uncle to his niece.

Zi Ling couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to accept it.

After bidding farewell to the white crane, Huanglong Ziling rode on auspicious clouds back to his own dojo.

Zi Ling suddenly muttered to herself, "Master, should I call you 'Teacher' or 'Master' from now on?"

Huang Longtou replied without turning around, "Call me whatever you want."

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