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

Chapter 25 Tongtian Seeks Refuge at Pangu Mausoleum

"I will allow each of you to give birth to three Great Shamans, but the Great Shamans shall not give birth to any more members of their tribe for the time being."

"Really, Uncle?"

The twelve ancestral witches exclaimed with delight, for they loved a lively atmosphere.

"It is true, but remember my words, or you will harm yourself and others."

Qingyi gave a serious instruction.

"Don't worry, Uncle, we understand. We can't bear to give away all our luck."

Dijiang said casually.

To nurture the Wu tribe, their fortune must be dispersed; the more members the Wu tribe has, the more dispersed their fortune becomes.

This is something Qingyi has always emphasized, and even the forgetful Ancestral Witches have kept it in mind.

Dijiang took the lead, dripping his own blood essence into the blood pool.

The blood pool bubbled and gurgled.

Qingyi watched from the side.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born from the essence and blood of Pangu, and the essence and blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches can give birth to Great Witches.

Only when the Great Witch gives birth again can one become an ordinary witch.

"Da Yi, Kua Fu—"

Qingyi watched as one by one, the great witches emerged from the blood pool.

The fortune of Dijiang and others flowed towards the newly born Great Witch, and even Qingyi sensed it.

Fortunately, the title of the true descendant of Pangu is now exclusively held by the Ancestral Witch, so the influence of these energies is no longer a problem.

This is why Qingyi agreed to Hongjun's request, but it wouldn't work if a large number of Wu tribes were to be conceived.

"Greetings to the Ancestral Shaman, greetings to my great-uncle!"

All thirty-six high priests bowed in unison.

"From now on, you thirty-six of you will follow Dijiang and the others to protect Pangu Mausoleum."

Qingyi made the arrangements.

"Come on, boys, I'll show you where you'll be working."

With a wave of his hand, Dijiang summoned a group of great shamans who followed him out of the Pangu Palace.

Qingyi followed behind the group of witches.

"Hongjun, the Wu Clan has been born, so I haven't broken the agreement."

Back at Pangu Mausoleum, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, along with the Great Witches, began to establish their sacred temples.

Including Qingyi, a total of thirteen dojos will be established. Since the dojos will occupy a relatively small area in Pangu Mausoleum, they will not be too large.

But Qingyi doesn't care about these things.

When the Wu Clan established their Daoist temple, Qing Yi took out the Qiankun Cauldron, which was transformed from a lotus seedpod.

It was originally formed from a part of him, and the restrictions on it could fully exert their power without being refined.

Qingyi put all the spiritual materials he had collected on his way back to Buzhou Mountain into the cauldron.

"I crafted some small gadgets to remind the innate deities of the method of severing the three corpses."

Soon, thousands of jade tablets gleaming with spiritual light burst forth from the cauldron, each one a post-natal spiritual treasure.

The Qiankun Cauldron contains creation itself and has the ability to reverse the innate, enabling acquired spiritual treasures to generate undying spiritual light and transform into innate spiritual treasures.

The difference between acquired and innate spiritual treasures lies in the fact that innate spiritual treasures can recover by absorbing spiritual energy when damaged.

As for the difference in power between the two, it depends solely on the number of restrictions imposed on them.

The jade pendant that Qingyi refined was just a small trinket, and there was no need to spend time reversing one's innate nature. The refining speed was extremely fast.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun sensed something.

He saw that on Mount Buzhou, the Ancestral Witches were leading their great witches to run wildly, hunting and eating demons.

He couldn't help but nod.

"Qingyi, oh Qingyi, how can you stop the overwhelming force of the primordial world?"

Once the Witch Clan is born, Qingyi will be unable to intervene, and the fortunes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches will inevitably be divided.

His next step is to push forward the Lich Wars and completely destroy the legacy of Pangu.

A chill ran through Hongjun's mind, but he remained expressionless as he swept his gaze over the guests in Zixiao Palace.

At this point, he had stopped preaching. In the arena, only the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti, and some other prehistoric, fortunate, and innate deities had not yet awakened, while Jieyin was in great discomfort.

This sermon has been going on for ten thousand years, and his ears are still not healed, so he gained nothing from listening to it this time.

As for the remaining Pangu Mausoleum lineage, they had long been thinking about going back to slap Hongjun.

When the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti, and the others woke up, they all expressed their gratitude to Hongjun.

"We thank the Sage!"

At this moment, the cultivation levels of the Three Pure Ones and Zhunti had clearly reached the late stage of the Great Luo realm.

Once I go back and digest and consolidate my knowledge, I should be able to reach the peak of the Great Luo realm.

Yuanshi felt that his cultivation had caught up, so he became even more arrogant and disdainful of others. He glanced at Nuwa, Hongyun, and Kunpeng, who were already at the peak of the Great Luo realm, and snorted coldly.

Laozi and Zhunti lowered their heads and remained silent, while Tongtian was expressionless.

Hongjun sat on the high platform, his gaze sweeping over the group, a sigh escaping his lips.

He also wanted to use this sermon to establish his position as the Dao Ancestor, which was also a means of seizing the fortune of all living beings in the primordial world.

But looking at the people he values, none of them are really interested in this, and no one even mentions it.

Looking again at Tongtian sitting at the back, Hongjun sighed softly.

"Never mind, after all, the first time we only talked about the Great Luo Dao. Next time we'll talk about the Quasi-Saint Dao. The title of Dao Ancestor shouldn't be too difficult."

This title cannot be demanded by oneself; it can only be recognized from the heart by all the gods.

Hongjun felt that the problem lay in the fact that the innate deity's cultivation was too high this time, and he didn't get much from him.

Next time will be different from this time.

Just in case someone doesn't come next time, Hongjun thought for a moment and said, "After the First Yuan Society, we will begin the second sermon, which will be on the Way of the Quasi-Sage."

"A quasi-saint?"

"What level is that?"

The assembled innate deities looked puzzled, but when they looked up again, Hongjun's figure had already disappeared.

"Let's go, let's go. You'll know next time we come. There's still one more Yuanhui to go, let's go back first."

"Yes, yes, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, may we travel together?"

The Pangu Mausoleum lineage consciously rallied around Nuwa.

After all, Nuwa was a disciple of Qingyi, and she was seated on the fourth futon during this lecture, which shows that she had great fortune.

"We can look after each other on the road."

Nuwa accepted all comers; they had all worked together in Pangu Mausoleum and were all buddies.

Nuwa preferred tranquility, but as the only disciple of the Dao Ancestor, she also had to help her teacher unite the power of the primordial world.

This is Nuwa's enlightenment.

As they left Zixiao Palace together, a figure suddenly blocked Nuwa's path.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

Tongtian looked dejected. Ten thousand years had passed since he began listening to the Dao, and his cultivation level had risen, but the wounds he had sustained back then would never heal.

Since my two older brothers don't like me, why should I go and make myself uncomfortable?

Tongtian decided that he would no longer be with Laozi and Yuanshi.

At least for this one cycle, he won't be returning to Kunlun Mountain.

He had always wanted to go to Buzhou Mountain to worship Pangu, and he had also tried to persuade Laozi to do so.

Pangu, the Great God, would not want the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda; he only wanted to see if they were sincere. Unfortunately, he was ridiculed by Yuanshi.

Since that's the case, then Tongtian will go alone.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, I am ashamed to say that, having been born for so long, I have yet to pay homage to the Great God Pangu. Would you be so kind as to accompany me?"

Before Nuwa could even speak, Kunpeng burst into laughter.

"What? Didn't you Sanqing go there twice and get turned away both times? Are you trying to curry favor?"

Tongtian was speechless for a moment, but he didn't say anything bad about Laozi and Yuanshi. Instead, he explained, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you may not know this, but I was in a hurry to go into seclusion before, and I didn't have enough time, so I made a fool of myself."

"Even if I have to kneel on Mount Buzhou until the next sermon begins, I will still offer sacrifices to the Great God Pangu!"

Tongtian's words were so resolute that Nuwa took notice.

The assembled innate deities could naturally see that these words came from the bottom of their hearts.

It could be said that Tongtian's words put his pride aside, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian does have some spirit, unlike those two."

"Yes, what three brothers? Those two just watched as Fellow Daoist Tongtian was knocked off the prayer mat."

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, you should thank Fellow Daoist Nuwa and the other two, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see the true colors of some people."

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Some innate deities took the opportunity to kick someone when they were down.

Since the Three Pure Ones are valued by Hongjun, then they should cause Hongjun some trouble.

For example, the Three Pure Ones split up.

The innate deities, each more shrewd than the last, immediately began to speak ill of Yuanshi and Laozi.

Tongtian smiled bitterly, but the words of the gods pierced his heart like needles.

"Since you are so sincere, it is natural that we can travel together."

Nuwa agreed.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Nuwa."

Tongtian was overjoyed.

"snort!"

Just then, the voice of Yuanshi came from the side.

"Tongtian, what are you still doing there? Come over here!"

Yuanshi stood beneath Laozi's Xuanhuang Pagoda and commanded Tongtian.

Tongtian frowned.

"I won't be going back to Kunlun Mountain."

After saying this, he stood behind Nuwa.

"Tongtian, do you still acknowledge me as your second brother?"

Yuan Shi was furious.

"What do you mean, 'Second Brother'? Did you just watch your Third Brother get beaten off the prayer mat without even glancing at him?"

Di Jun sneered.

"Haha, brother is right. I think their relationship is not as good as that of Jieyin and Zhunti in the West. At least Jieyin was punished by the saint, and Zhunti never abandoned him."

Taiyi echoed.

Their words caused the group of innate deities to burst into laughter, while Yuanshi and Laozi's faces darkened.

"Alright, let's not waste time on irrelevant people, let's go."

Nuwa wanted to return to Qingyi as soon as possible to tell him about what happened in Zixiao Palace.

He led a group of innate deities straight to the primordial world, passing by Yuanshi and Laozi without yielding a single inch.

Every time the exquisite pagoda above Lao Tzu's head flashes, it's a sign that it's being hammered.

The brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi even punched him an extra time.

If the defenses aren't breached, it's a loss of face.

"You lot—"

Yuan Shi clenched his fists in anger.

Don't get angry.

I stood motionless atop the exquisite pagoda.

When you are not as strong as others, you should keep a low profile.

These innate deities before them were far stronger than the ancestral witches who had chased after them back then.

"Elder brother, Tongtian is not returning to Kunlun Mountain just because you didn't manage to protect him in time."

What angered Yuanshi even more was Tongtian's departure.

Lao Tzu sighed helplessly, his tone full of regret.

"Nuwa and the others were too powerful; I couldn't protect Tongtian in time."

Yuanshi's eyes flashed. Regardless of whether Laozi deliberately didn't protect Tongtian or had other reasons, it was too late now.

The one who is wrong is Tongtian.

"Hmph, I think Tongtian is a cold-hearted person by nature, and he's just like those who are born from wet eggs and turn into stinking creatures."

"Little do they know that only the Three Pure Ones are the strongest forces in the primordial world. Once they've suffered a loss and want to come back, we'll teach them a lesson!"

Once he convinced himself, Yuan Shi became confident and self-assured.

flood.

"Phew~ The primordial world was really the best."

A group of Great Luo Golden Immortals had to constantly resist the chaotic energy flow within the chaos.

Upon entering the primordial world, he was enveloped by rich innate spiritual energy, revealing a comfortable smile.

"what?"

At the forefront, including Nuwa, Taiyi, Tongtian, and Hongyun all looked towards Buzhou Mountain.

"My opportunity lies there."

The group exchanged glances.

"It's on our way, let's go."