Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

Kong Xuan stepped down from the stage and returned to his seat.

Bai Zhi stared at him, her eyes filled with horror.

"How...how could you...?"

Kong Xuandao said, "I said I wanted to give it a try."

Bai Zhi remained silent.

She finally understood.

Why does the temple master think highly of this person?

The discussion continues.

However, in the subsequent demonstration, Kong Xuan's supernatural powers proved inadequate.

They all looked dull.

It's not that they aren't strong.

Kong Xuan's is too special.

It comes from chaos, from the beginning of time.

He unleashed a divine power that even a Primordial Golden Immortal might not be able to achieve.

This in itself is awe-inspiring.

Part Two.

Free exchange and discussion.

The rules are simple.

Go on stage to take the challenge, but only until you've made your point.

The first person to go on stage was a middle-aged man.

Cultivation level: Late stage of Hongmeng Daluo Golden Immortal.

He looked around: "Who's coming?"

In the stands, one person stood up.

"I'll do it."

It is the blazing heat of the Crimson Fire Domain.

The two went on stage and stood facing each other.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please."

Yan Lie nodded: "Please."

The two of them took action at the same time.

The middle-aged man struck out with his palm, the wind from which was like a knife.

Yan Lie unleashed a punch, spewing forth flames.

The two forces collided and exploded with a deafening roar.

The platform for discussing the Dao trembled, and golden light flowed around it.

Both men took three steps back, their expressions unchanged.

"Again."

The middle-aged man lunged forward, his punches landing squarely.

Yan Lie neither dodged nor avoided the attack, choosing to confront it head-on.

Ten moves.

Thirty moves.

Fifty moves.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped: "A draw."

Yan Lie nodded: "A draw."

The two men clasped their hands in a fist salute and then stepped off the stage.

Thunderous applause erupted from the stands.

"good!"

"happy!"

Another person went on stage.

They fought back and forth, having a great time.

Kong Xuan did not take the stage.

He just watched.

Look at how these people fight.

Some are fierce and powerful, while others are gentle and feminine.

Some rely on supernatural powers, while others rely on their physical bodies.

Each has its strengths and weaknesses.

Bai Zhi asked, "Why don't you go up and give it a try?"

Kong Xuan shook his head: "No rush."

Bai Zhi didn't understand.

Kong Xuan did not explain.

He is observing, learning, and comprehending.

The way battles are fought in the Hongmeng world is different from those in the Chaos world.

The rules here are more advanced.

The spiritual energy here is even stronger.

The opponents here are stronger.

He needs time to adjust.

It's not that I'm afraid of losing.

We must not fight unprepared battles.

Part Three.

The temple master preached.

Hongmeng rose and stepped onto the platform for discussion.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking around.

The entire room fell silent.

Hongmeng spoke: "Today's sermon will not delve into profound matters."

"Let me tell you a simple one."

"What is the Tao?"

Everyone held their breath.

Hongmeng said, "The Dao is not the words in books."

"It's not the logic you're talking about."

"It's not a thought in my mind."

"The way is..." He paused.

"The path beneath your feet when you walk."

"The food in your mouth when you eat."

"The bed you're on when you sleep."

"The Way is in the everyday, in the ordinary, in the commonplace."

"Without the daily routine, there is no Tao."

Everyone seemed to be deep in thought.

Hongmeng continued, "Someone asked where it is."

"I said it's right under your feet."

"He didn't believe it and insisted on going up mountains and down to the sea to look for it."

"We've searched for tens of thousands of years, but haven't found it."

"Come back and ask me, where exactly is the Way?"

I said, it's still under our feet.

He looked down and, sure enough, there it was.

"But he's been gone for tens of thousands of years, and he can't go back."

Everyone fell silent.

Hongmeng said, "Cultivation is not about looking outwards."

"Looking inside."

"Look inward and see yourself clearly."

"To see yourself clearly is to see the Way clearly."

"If you can't see yourself clearly, no matter how far you go, you'll just be standing still."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

After a long while, thunderous applause erupted.

Kong Xuan sat in the corner, listening to Hongmeng's words.

A sudden realization dawned on me.

The Way is in the everyday, in the ordinary, in the commonplace.

Without the daily routine, there is no Tao.

He thought of Yuan Feng.

I remember that bowl of soup.

It reminds me of the flames of the immortal volcano.

Those are all the Tao.

It is not some mysterious Dao.

It is the true Tao.

It is the Tao that is within reach.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The seed of the Dao trembled, and the source of the Dao flowed.

His cultivation level has not broken through.

But his state of mind took another step forward.

The discussion has ended.

The crowd dispersed.

Kong Xuan stood up, preparing to leave.

Bai Zhi said, "The Palace Master wants you to go there."

Kong Xuan nodded and walked towards the Hongmeng Hall.

Inside the hall, Hongmeng sat on a chair.

He smiled slightly when he saw Kong Xuan enter.

"I watched your presentation today."

Kong Xuandao: "I'll make a fool of myself."

Hongmeng shook his head: "I'm not trying to embarrass myself."

"It's stunning."

"Your supernatural power combines the power of chaos and primordial chaos."

"Even I can't do that."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Hongmeng continued, "I called you here because there's something I want to tell you."

Kong Xuandao: "Please speak."

Hongmeng said, "In the Hongmeng World, there is a place."

"It's called the Primordial Chaos Secret Realm."

"Within this secret realm lies a primordial treasure."

"It also has the primordial origin."

"If you can obtain it, your cultivation will surely advance greatly."

Kong Xuan asked, "Where is the secret realm?"

Hongmeng said, "Beyond the Nine Domains."

"It opens once every ten thousand years."

"The next opening will be a hundred years from now."

Kong Xuan nodded: "I want to go."

Hongmeng said, "Going to the secret realm is dangerous."

"Within this secret realm dwells a colossal primordial beast."

"There is a storm of laws."

"And..." He paused.

"Other entrants".

"Killing and robbing are common occurrences in secret realms."

Kong Xuandao said, "I'm not afraid."

Hongmeng gazed at him, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

I know you're not afraid.

"That's why I'm telling you."

"A hundred years later, the secret realm will open."

"If you wish to go, then go."

"If you don't want to go, then don't go."

I won't force you.

Kong Xuan said, "I'll go."

Harmony nodded: "Okay."

"Then let's go back and prepare."

"A hundred years from now, I will send someone to pick you up."

Kong Xuan turned around and walked out of the Hongmeng Hall.

The night is dark.

The purple light in the sky softened.

Like a thin veil, it shrouds the earth.

Kong Xuan was walking back to his residence.

Little Whitey perched on my shoulder, yawning.

"Master, what kind of place is the secret realm?"

"A dangerous place."

"Then why go?"

"Because of the opportunity."

Xiao Bai tilted his head: "Is opportunity more important than fate?"

Kong Xuan remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "It's not more important than life."

"There are some things that are worth the risk."

Xiao Bai seemed to understand but not quite, and didn't ask any more questions.

Kong Xuan returned to his residence.

Push the door open and enter.

The purple bamboo swayed in the night breeze, rustling softly.

The stream flows gently under the small bridge.

He sat in the main room, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

century.

There's still a hundred years to go.

He needs to be prepared within a hundred years.

One must strive for continuous improvement in one's cultivation.

One must master supernatural powers.

One must maintain a stable state of mind.

In this hidden realm, life and death are unpredictable.

Only by being prepared can we avoid trouble.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and looked out at the purple sky.

The Primordial Realm.

A hundred years later.

He will definitely go.

It's not for the most precious treasure.

It's not about the origin.

It is for...

Become stronger.

To become stronger.

So strong that no one can rival them.

So strong that it can protect those it wants to protect.

Yuan Feng.

Golden-winged Roc.

noob.

And those who care.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

As the primordial energy entered his body, his cultivation gradually improved.

A hundred years is enough.

Kong Xuan went into seclusion.

The courtyard gate was tightly closed, and no visitors were allowed.

Little White stood guard at the door, not allowing anyone to disturb him.

The purple bamboo rustled, and the stream flowed by.

Inside the room, Kong Xuan sat cross-legged on a futon.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was long and even.

The primordial energy surged in from all directions, like silk threads, and entered the body.

the first year.

Kong Xuan was consolidating the foundation.

He has already established himself in the initial stage of the Primordial Lord realm.

But he felt it wasn't stable enough.

Just like building a house, the deeper the foundation, the taller the building can be.

He didn't want to build a castle in the air.

the second year.

He was trying to comprehend the laws of primordial chaos.

He had long understood the laws of chaos.

But Hongmeng is different.

The laws of Hongmeng are higher, deeper, and more mysterious.

Like layers upon layers of mist.

He stood on the first floor, trying to see through to the tenth floor.

difficult.

But he was never afraid of difficulties.

The third year.

He is merging two forces.

The power of chaos, the power of primordial chaos.

They share the same origin, yet they are different.

Like two rivers, originating from the same mountain, yet flowing in different directions.

He wants to bring them back together.

It's not a simple addition.

It is integration, transformation, and rebirth.

The fifth year.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

He raised his hand, and a ball of light condensed in his palm.

The light wasn't big, about the size of a fist.

But the aura it exudes is unsettling.

It is neither the power of chaos nor the power of primordial chaos.

It is a fusion of the two.

Kong Xuan gave it a name.

The power of infinity.

From Wuji comes Taiji, and from Taiji comes Yin and Yang.

Chaos is Taiji, and Primordial Chaos is Yin and Yang.

wrong.

Chaos is the source, and primordial chaos is the flow.

Source and flow are inherently one.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

The tenth year.

His cultivation level progressed from the early stage of the Primordial Lord to the middle stage.

It's not fast, but it's very stable.

Only after each step is firmly planted can you move on to the next.

The twentieth year.

The power of Wuji has been perfected.

With a wave of his hand, chaos and primordial order moved at will.

No longer needing to be deliberately integrated, it's become instinctive.

Thirty years.

Kong Xuan encountered a bottleneck.

I'm stuck in the middle stage of the Primordial Lord realm.

I just can't break through it.

It's like a wall, blocking my way.

It's not that I lack strength, it's that I lack understanding.

He lacked an opportunity.

An opportunity for sudden enlightenment.

Kong Xuan was not impatient.

He stopped his meditation and stepped out of the house.

Little White lay in the yard, basking in the purple sunlight.

Seeing Kong Xuan come out, he skipped and hopped over.

"Master, you've emerged from seclusion?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Let's go for a walk."

Little White asked, "Where to?"

Kong Xuan thought for a moment: "Let's go outside the city."

He stepped out of the courtyard, with Xiaobai following behind.

The city remained bustling.

People come and go, and cars and horses move about.

Shops lined the streets, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell.

Kong Xuan walked very slowly.

My gaze swept over the shops on the street and the pedestrians on the road.

The old man selling candied hawthorns was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

The young woman who sells magical artifacts is at the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

The beggar was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

As Kong Xuan watched, a sudden realization dawned on him.

These people's cultivation levels are all higher than those of the Primordial Era.

But their state of mind is not necessarily stronger than that of the prehistoric era.

High cultivation level does not necessarily mean profound Taoist practice.

Having profound knowledge and skills does not equate to living a wise life.

To live with clarity is the true meaning of life.

Kong Xuan continued walking.

We left the city gates and headed towards the outskirts.

Outside the city lies a plain.

Golden land, purple sky.

There are mountains in the distance and a river nearby.

The wind blows, and the grass bends low, revealing cattle and sheep.

No, it's not cattle or sheep.

It is a primordial mythical beast.

It resembles an ox, but its body is covered in scales.

His cultivation level is not low; he is a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

They were grazing, completely at ease.

Kong Xuan sat by the river, gazing at the flowing water.

Little White squatted down beside him, tilting its head to look at him.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

Kong Xuandao asked, "What is the Dao?"

Xiao Bai asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Kong Xuan shook his head: "No."

Xiao Bai asked, puzzled, "Then why do we even need to think about it?"

Kong Xuandao said, "It is because we cannot understand that we have to think about it."

Xiaobai was even more confused.

Kong Xuan did not explain.

He gazed at the flowing water and suddenly remembered a phrase.

The words Hongmeng said:

The Way is in the everyday, in the ordinary, in the commonplace.

Without the daily routine, there is no Tao.

Flowing water is an everyday occurrence.

Eating grass is their daily routine.

Sunbathing is a daily routine.

Where is the Way?

In the flowing water, in the grazing grass, in the sun.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

The sounds of flowing water, wind, and birdsong filled my ears.

It's very ordinary, very common.

But he felt that something was loosening.

That wall was shaking.

It's not sudden enlightenment, it's gradual enlightenment.

Little by little, thread by thread.

Like water dripping on a stone.

Kong Xuan sat by the river for a day and a night.

The next day, I got up and returned to the city.

Little White followed behind, not understanding why its master had been sitting for a whole day and night.

But she didn't ask.

Because she knew that her master's actions must have a reason.

Kong Xuan returned to his residence and continued his seclusion.

The fiftieth year.

The bottleneck has been loosened.

It didn't happen suddenly.

It is the culmination of fifty years of accumulation, a natural outcome.

Like a frozen river, it naturally melts when spring arrives.

Kong Xuan did not rush to make a breakthrough.

Continue to accumulate.

The sixtieth year.

His cultivation level is stable.

In the mid-stage of the Hongmeng Lord realm, he has completely established himself.

There's still a long way to go before the later stages.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

The seventieth year.

Kong Xuan began to study supernatural powers.

The divine light of the Great Dao is his signature skill.

But when we got to the Hongmeng world, it wasn't enough.

It's not that my supernatural powers aren't strong enough, it's that my opponent is too strong.

He needs even greater supernatural powers.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The seed of the Dao trembled, and the source of the Dao flowed.

The power of Wuji condensed in his palm.

Green, yellow, red, black, white.

The five rays of light deepened in color.

From light to dark, from pale to rich.

Like wine, it gets better with age.

Kong Xuan combined the five rays of light into one.

boom!

A ball of light condensed in the palm of his hand.

It is not five-colored, but colorless.

However, the power it contains is ten times that of the divine light of the Great Dao.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and stared at the ball of light.

"The Great Way is limitless."

He gave the new supernatural power a name.

The Great Dao is boundless, surpassing even the divine light of the Great Dao.

The fusion of chaos and primordial chaos, the pinnacle of boundless power.

Eighty years.

Kong Xuan left the pass.

This time, it's not just a casual stroll.

I'm going to see someone.

Hongmeng Hall.

Hongmeng sat on the chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Kong Xuan entered the hall, and Hongmeng opened his eyes.

"My cultivation has improved."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mid-term."

Hongmeng looked at him, a hint of approval in his eyes.

Eighty years ago, you were in the early stages.

"Eighty years from now, you'll be in the middle stage."

"Not fast, but very stable."

Kong Xuandao said: "Stability is more important than speed."

Harmony nodded: "Well said."

Kong Xuan said, "I came to ask about the secret realm."

Hongmeng said, "There are still twenty years."

"Twenty years later, the secret realm will open."

"I'll have someone take you there then."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Thank you."

He turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Hongmeng spoke.

Kong Xuan stopped in his tracks.

Hongmeng said, "There is something within the secret realm."

"It is named the Heart of Primordial Chaos".

"It is the origin of the Hongmeng world."

"If you can find it, take it back."

"I will offer you another generous reward."

Kong Xuan asked, "What use is the Primordial Heart?"

Hongmeng said, "It can help you break through to the level of Hongmeng Master and step into the realm of Hongmeng Supreme."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Hongmeng Taishang.

That is a realm that is one whole level higher than the Lord of Hongmeng.

If he can obtain it, his strength will increase dramatically.