Primordial Era: The Great Serpent of Yunmeng

Chapter 53 The Discourse Begins

"The third thing, I think Fellow Daoist Zulong can also see, is that the three races will inevitably fight one day."

"Although I do not wish to see this happen, I still hope that you, fellow Daoist, can consider the well-being of the primordial world and all living beings at that time, and prevent the Great Luo Contest from breaking out in the primordial world."

"Whether it's the Celestial Venerable God or the Great Golden Immortal, their destructive power in the primordial world is too astonishing."

Qi smiled bitterly.

Upon hearing this, the First Emperor laughed heartily and said:

"Fellow Daoist, you are overthinking it. The tragedy of the Great Calamity of the Ferocious Beasts is still fresh in our minds. The Northern Continent has not yet recovered. Despite the long-term governance of the three races, it remains extremely impoverished."

"We are, after all, born of divine beings, blessed by heaven and earth, born and nurtured by nature. We are children of the primordial world. How could a child bear to destroy its own mother?"

"Moreover, we are already born with karmic debts to the primordial world, and we are already powerless to repay them. How can we possibly owe more? If we are entangled in karma, our path to enlightenment will be hopeless."

"Yuanfeng, Shiqilin, and I have long ago agreed that it would be best not to fight. If we do fight, we will go into the Chaos and try our best not to harm the primordial world."

Qi rose, bowed, and said, "Very well."

After returning the greeting, the First Emperor extended his hand in invitation:

"please."

"please."

A prayer of thanksgiving.

The two walked toward the platform for exposition.

Below the stage were members of the Dragon Clan at the Golden Immortal Realm and above, as well as a large number of creatures from all over the world.

Yes, because of Qi's actions along the way, a large number of beings from the other three seas also came to listen to his teachings.

Most of these gathered beings had already become immortals. Due to their sheer number, the Dragon Clan even gave up a large portion of their territory to these beings, allowing only the Golden Immortals to come and listen to the lecture.

Below the pulpit, bright yellow prayer cushions were densely packed, with seating arranged according to one's level of spiritual cultivation.

In the position closest to the debating platform, the Azure Dragon sat cross-legged.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

When the Ancestral Dragon extended the invitation, Qi was not intimidated, even though the quality and quantity of this group of beings were the highest he had ever preached.

As Qi spoke, his voice resounded throughout the East Sea, and golden lotuses bloomed on the water's surface. Heaven and earth responded to Qi's voice.

Those who are near hear the Dao's voice loud and clear, yet not deafening; those who are far hear the Dao's voice soft and clear, as small as jade rings striking each other.

A celestial maiden suddenly appeared in the water, scattering countless petals as she spoke, which fell to the ground and transformed into rosy light, reflecting the sky from the bottom of the water.

Those who hear the Dao for the first time, seeing this scene of heavenly flowers falling and golden lotuses springing from the ground, feel as if they are in a fairyland.

The light and mist enter the water, collide with it, and form a thin mist that permeates the entire sea area, seemingly clear yet not clear, with the clear light within the mist transforming into plum blossoms.

The tide greets the wind's color, the waves crash against the wind-blown rocks, resounding among the crowd, the melodious sound spreading far and wide, seemingly still yet not still, the pure sound of the Dao manifesting.

His words were clear and unambiguous, resonating with the heavens and earth. The principles progressed from the shallow to the profound, and a pure divine light appeared in his hands. Suddenly, the heavens and earth fell silent.

Everyone's mind was shaken, as if they were in a state of extreme stillness. Their primordial spirits emerged from the depths of their hearts. Although they were outwardly calm, their inner minds were agitated, and their thoughts were chaotic and disordered.

Those who hear the teachings but whose minds are flawed often have furrowed brows, their suffering from the six senses is evident on their faces, and past events float in their minds.

Those with unstable emotions are mostly agitated, with flushed faces. They no longer hide their emotions and desires, and they gesticulate wildly, expressing resentment and indignation.

Qi then took out the Tranquilizing Bell and gently shook it.

A gentle call rang out, and the clear sound, combined with the Daoist chant, spread far and wide.

The crowd calmed down again, and their expressions became much more composed.

The eyes of the First Dragon and the Azure Dragon gleamed with excitement, and they made a firm note of those who remained calm and composed throughout.

These people are all seeds of cultivation from all corners of the world, with firm Dao hearts and perfect mental states. As long as they are absorbed into the Dragon Clan, they will become the foundation for the Dragon Clan to soar.

They also kept a close eye on those among the dragons who displayed their ugly side. They thought they were all elites of the dragon race, but they never expected that even after careful selection, there were still ordinary people mixed in.

This is a good time to assess the situation. During this sermon, the Dragon Clan can recruit most of the promising young cultivators from all over the world.

May this sermon last for 11,664 years, and may all who hear it gain something.

As Qi descended from the preaching platform, the sounds of Taoism gradually ceased, the celestial maiden in the water disappeared, and the strange phenomena gradually dissipated.

The First Dragon and the Azure Dragon bowed to Qi with their hands clasped, and said:

"Thank you for your generous guidance, fellow Daoist. The depth and breadth of your path to purification put us to shame."

"Fellow Daoists, you flatter me. I only pray that I will not embarrass myself."

Qi waved his hand modestly, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, the banquet is now ready. Please take your seats, enjoy the feast, and rest. My elder brother's sermon has been scheduled for a thousand years from now, so there is still plenty of time."

Qinglong bowed again.

He greatly admired Qi's open-mindedness in preaching, something he himself could not do. He considered Qi to be a gentleman, a very moral person, and therefore treated him with great respect in his words and actions.

"good."

Prayers were answered fluently.

In fact, this was not the original plan of the First Emperor's sermon. However, since Qi Zhuyu had come before him, he could not be perfunctory.

Therefore, the sermon was postponed so that the dragon race could be properly organized, without losing face or revealing everything.

In this way, it becomes very difficult to surpass what is said in prayer.

Although Zulong felt that things had become much more troublesome, he was not angry. He just felt that he had been too narrow-minded in the past and had judged others by his own petty standards.

Discussions should be conducted in this way. If they are kept secret, then discussions lose their most fundamental meaning and purpose, and become merely a social tool.

However, the ceremony of preaching the Dao, which was originally intended for Fellow Daoist Qi, was no longer appropriate, as the other party was not secretive and was preaching the Great Dao.

Although it is beneficial to heaven and earth, and heaven and earth will reward it, the master of this sea area is ultimately the dragon race. Moreover, since the dragon race has benefited from listening to other people's teachings, they must remember their kindness.

The value of the gift given for this sermon is not something that can be repaid with a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure; it needs to be increased even further.

After pondering for a long time, he took out a dragon-scale robe and a small seal from the treasure vault. After hesitating for a moment, he put the two into a jade gate and took them to the banquet.

"Fellow Daoist, I apologize for keeping you waiting. I am a little late, so I will punish myself with three cups."

The First Emperor arrived.

There were only Qi, Qinglong, and Zulong present. It wasn't appropriate for too many people to gather at this time, and they had just finished listening to the sermon and needed to process it.

The group also discussed the sermon they had just heard and exchanged some strange tales from the prehistoric era.

Unfortunately, their reunion was short-lived. Azure Dragon had to attend to the affairs of the Dragon Clan, and Ancestral Dragon had to prepare the content of his sermon, so they both left, leaving only Qi to rest.

However, Qi was happy to be free and would occasionally travel to the seabed until the date of the Ancestral Dragon's sermon approached, at which point he finally stopped.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, your sermons are so excellent that they have put a lot of pressure on me this time."

Emperor Zulong sighed.

"Fellow Daoist Zulong is too modest. I was merely throwing out a brick to attract jade before. In truth, it still depends on you."

Qi smiled and flattered.

The time had come, and the First Emperor no longer responded. He rose and walked to the preaching platform, where he sat cross-legged on the prayer mat.

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I finally finished writing at 3 a.m. Oh, and I have some good news to share: this book has been included in the third round of recommendations, and it will officially enter the third round on the 19th.

P.S.: There was a sudden get-together, so the second picture might be taken quite late.

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