Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 101 Punishing Lao Tzu

In an instant, the boundless North Sea was completely enveloped in this blue color.

The blue light burst forth, transforming into a giant blue lotus.

The roaring North Sea is now as quiet as a virgin.

"What's going on?"

Lao Tzu was greatly alarmed.

He tried to run away the moment the blue color appeared, but found that he couldn't move.

The Tai Chi diagram seemed to have crashed; no matter how he tried to activate it, it wouldn't move.

The sense of security that the Xuanhuang Pagoda above my head once provided, like a mountain, vanished in an instant.

This is the first time I've encountered this situation.

"It's an existence even more terrifying than Nuwa!"

Having had plenty of experience being beaten, I immediately understood how terrifying the newcomer was.

I had a guess in my mind.

Is it the one from Mount Buzhou?

Just then, he saw the once arrogant black tortoise lower its head respectfully.

"Welcome to the Dao Ancestor!"

Qingyi's figure appeared in Laozi's sight without warning, yet it was not abrupt at all.

It was as if he was meant to be there.

"Long time no see, old turtle."

Qingyi smiled and spoke, without glancing at Laozi beside him.

It's as if Lao Tzu is nothing more than an insignificant ant.

"You've already reached the Hunyuan stage. It seems you haven't wasted your talent."

Qingyi acknowledged the efforts of the North Sea Black Tortoise.

Unlike those innate deities, the North Sea Black Tortoise, bearing so much karma, is still able to make progress, which is truly remarkable.

The main factor at play is the luck that Qingyi has built up.

"I dare not neglect the old tortoise."

The North Sea Black Tortoise was very excited to be praised by Qing Yi.

Just as I was about to stretch my legs, the calm seawater showed signs of a tsunami, so I had to stop.

"May I ask, Ancestor, is there anything I can do to help you, old tortoise, on this trip?"

There is hope in the eyes of the Black Tortoise of the North Sea.

He wanted to be useful; if he was useless, then the only useful thing was his physical body, which would perish.

Under the gaze of the North Sea Black Tortoise, who was so excited that tears were about to well up in his eyes, Qing Yi slowly nodded.

"The tortoise symbolizes longevity. You are considered the ancestor of tortoises in the primordial era. Before you take human form, go and suppress the underworld."

The Underworld has just been established and its foundation is not yet deep enough, so it is very suitable to send the North Sea Black Tortoise there.

At the same time, suppressing the underworld is also a meritorious act, which helps to cleanse the old turtle of its karma.

The old tortoise was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Yes, thank you, Dao Ancestor."

The old tortoise wished he could go there right now, but then looked at his father beside him.

"Damn it!"

Ever since Qingyi appeared, Laozi has been sweating profusely.

Qing Yi had been ignoring him, which he was somewhat relieved about. But now that he saw the Xuan Turtle looking over, he felt his whole body tense up to the extreme.

Now he only regrets that he provoked this black tortoise for no reason.

The mere mention of the title "Dao Ancestor" struck him with a heavy weight, leaving him completely stunned.

Now he could confirm that the person in front of him was the one from the legendary Buzhou Mountain.

"Dao Ancestor, this guy actually wants to take me as his disciple. I don't think he's necessarily stronger than me."

The North Sea Black Tortoise glanced at the two innate treasures in Laozi's hand and curled its lip in dissatisfaction.

"Only those magical treasures can contend with me."

Qingyi smiled upon hearing this and looked at Laozi.

The innate treasures are no longer of much use to him, but the two items Laozi has are the finest among the most precious treasures.

However, he cannot snatch it, otherwise he would be suspected of bullying the weak.

It affects his reputation as the founder of Taoism.

It was better when I first took human form; I had no baggage, and I could steal the Chaos Bell without hesitation.

Furthermore, Hongjun must know what's happening here. If he really disregards his reputation and makes a move, Hongjun will also have to come out.

I glanced at the Tai Chi diagram with lingering reluctance.

The Heaven-Opening Axe transformed into three treasures; only the Tai Chi Diagram is missing to complete the set.

Unfortunately—now is not the time to plot against this treasure.

Qingyi sighed inwardly and released Laozi from his restraints.

Before he could speak, he suddenly saw Lao Tzu bowing down to him.

"Laozi of Kunlun Mountain pays respects to his uncle."

Laozi was incredibly honest, which left Qingyi bewildered, and then he almost laughed.

"I dare not accept such an honor."

I should have realized it long ago. Lao Tzu's methods are, in some ways, even more powerful and shameless than those of Yuan Shi.

Having said that, Qingyi didn't wait for Laozi to speak again.

"Since you have deceived my Xuan Turtle, then you shall bear the weight of the Xuan Turtle and leave the North Sea."

As soon as Qingyi finished speaking, Laozi felt a sudden increase in pressure on himself.

Even the Tai Chi diagram and the Linglong Pagoda were uncontrollably suppressed into his body.

At the same time, his body swayed and he almost fell into the vast North Sea.

He uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Once you leave Beihai, the pressure will naturally dissipate."

Qing Yi left behind a sentence, waved his hand, and disappeared along with the enormous North Sea Black Tortoise.

"cough----"

Lao Tzu coughed up blood a few more times before he managed to steady himself.

His eyes held lingering fear.

At this point, he could barely even fly freely anymore.

Although he was still small and thin, the pressure he felt was the same as that of the Xuan Turtle.

At that moment, he felt the same way as the black tortoise.

This is already deep in the North Sea; leaving the North Sea now would be difficult.

Lao Tzu laboriously dragged his heavy body slowly toward the North Sea.

"The Dao Ancestor?"

A cold glint flashed in Lao Tzu's eyes.

For Lao Tzu, what he feared was not knowing who the other party was or what methods they had.

But now that it has appeared, he is no longer so afraid.

Although his methods are terrifying, and he is no match for me now, given time, I am sure I can surpass him.

He's destined to become a saint.

"I will avenge this day sooner or later."

Lao Tzu hardened his heart, exerted force, and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Yuanshi, where are you?"

At this moment, Lao Tzu missed the Primordial Beginning immensely.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun can cause trouble, he can sometimes share the firepower with him.

If Yuanshi were here today, then based on Yuanshi's words...

It will be Yuanshi who is punished, not his father.

"You're nowhere to be found when I need you, yet you still claim to be one family."

Looking at the mountain range so close to him, Yuan Shi could hardly believe it.

After spending thousands of years, he actually made it to Shouyang Mountain.

From where he is now, he can even see human tribes.

However, he still dared not recklessly step into it.

Behind Yuanshi was a gaunt Taoist priest whose face did not look like that of a living person.

"Teacher, are you really not going back to Kunlun Mountain? The junior disciples are all waiting for your guidance."

The gaunt Taoist priest spoke with apparent respect.

Yuanshi was a little impatient upon hearing this.

"Randeng, I told you not to call me teacher. You are also a guest of Zixiao Palace, how can you call me teacher?"

"In the path of cultivation, those who attain enlightenment come first, and you certainly deserve to be called 'Teacher Ran Deng'."

Yuanshi appeared displeased, but was inwardly overjoyed.

This is the prestige he possesses, even if they are both guests of the Zixiao Palace, even if they have the same cultivation level as him, which is Quasi-Saint.

Even if you see him, you have to be a generation lower than him; that's the prestige of Erqing.

He just didn't like to show it, after all, that old man Hongjun was still around.

However, the more he looked at the lamp, the more pleasing it seemed to him.