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

Chapter 52, Third Lecture: I, Tongtian, will never recognize a thief as my father.

Tens of thousands of years passed, and the banquet at Pangu Mausoleum came to an end.

Behind the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, there is now a stone tablet.

It reads, "May the friendship between the Lich and the Demon race last forever."

This is proof of the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two ethnic groups.

After leaving behind the stone tablet, the many deities set off for Zixiao Palace.

This time, all twelve Ancestral Witches were mobilized.

However, it's about to leave the territory of Buzhou Mountain.

Nuwa, Tongtian, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches all stopped in their tracks.

They heard Qingyi's voice.

"On your journey to Zixiao Palace, take whatever benefits you may find; there's no need to be modest."

Nuwa, Tongtian, and the others were puzzled, but they nodded in agreement.

The square outside Zixiao Palace.

The Pangu Mausoleum lineage had a large number of members. However, the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother left the Pangu Mausoleum lineage as soon as they arrived and instead mingled with the gods of the Celestial Court.

Many Quasi-Saints have appeared in the Celestial Court, yet they are unaware that they have been tricked.

Everyone was eager to make an appearance before the Eastern King, hoping to secure a good position in the Celestial Court.

Both the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother were skilled at social maneuvering, and they pleased the male and female immortals of the primordial world.

Although he was appointed as the head of the male and female immortals by the old scoundrel Hongjun, the benefits of his good fortune are real.

The two planned to develop the Celestial Court properly, and after the old villain Hongjun was executed, they would see if they could ask the Dao Ancestor to leave a chance for the Celestial Court to survive.

This is a fitting tribute to the innate deities who were betrayed by Hongjun.

It must be said that, under Qingyi's subtle and gradual education,

The Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother also gained a broader perspective, viewing things from the viewpoint of what was best for the primordial world, and knowing that each of these innate deities was very important.

As time passed, two more figures arrived.

It was Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi.

The two of them had been tirelessly searching for innate spiritual treasures for an entire eon, and their faces showed signs of exhaustion.

Upon seeing the Pangu Mausoleum lineage, Laozi nodded and then closed his eyes to rest.

Yuanshi snorted coldly. Seeing the mocking looks in everyone's eyes, he couldn't help but recall how he had been defeated by many Great Luo Immortals.

He snorted coldly and looked away.

When Zhunti and Jieyin arrived, they didn't even move forward.

"This Zhunti was rescued by that old thief Hongjun."

"Zhunti has probably been turned into a little thief by that old thief Hongjun."

"With Hongjun protecting us, we can't kill him, but we should be able to kill Jieyin."

The Pangu Mausoleum lineage watched Zhunti disappear before their eyes, and then saw Zhunti again at Zixiao Palace.

Not a single person gave Zhunti a friendly look.

Jieyin, who was next to Zhunti, became nervous, feeling that he was in danger of dying at any moment.

"Brother, don't worry."

Zhunti blocked the way in front of Jieyin.

"Once I sever my three corpses and unite them into one, I will attain sainthood and no one will be able to bully us."

Zhunti was very clear-headed and decided to cling tightly to Hongjun's coattails.

He is destined to become a saint.

But at the same time, he also had to fight for his brother.

"Brother, come with me."

Without waiting for Jieyin's response, Zhunti pulled Jieyin close to the Pangu Mausoleum lineage with an affectionate expression.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, it's been a long time."

Zhunti seemed to be very friendly with his friends from various circles.

"My elder brother Jieyin has long wanted to visit Fellow Daoist Nuwa at Mount Buzou, but has never had the opportunity. Fellow Daoist Nuwa, after this sermon ends, you must give my brother a chance."

Zhunti wanted to send Jieyin over to learn the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Technique.

The Pangu Mausoleum lineage frowned.

It has to be said that someone as shameless as Zhunti is truly capable of achieving great things.

Unfortunately, they looked down on Zhunti, and they also had the strength that Zhunti lacked.

"sure."

Nuwa glanced at Jieyin without making a sound.

"Mount Buzhou welcomes every living being from the primordial world."

The smile on Zhunti's face froze for a moment.

He knew that Nuwa and the others valued Buzhou Mountain highly and would never agree to his request.

She planned to wait until Nuwa mocked him under the watchful eyes of many deities, and then use her silver tongue to persuade Nuwa to send Jieyin and the other deities to Buzhou Mountain.

After all, Buzhou Mountain doesn't belong to you, Nuwa. All living beings in the primordial world can go there, so why can't my brother go?

But to everyone's surprise, Nuwa agreed so readily.

Then you can't go, because if you go, you won't be able to come back.

crunch~

Just then, the gates of Zixiao Palace opened wide.

Haotian and Yaochi, the two attendants, pushed open the door, but before they could speak...

Zhunti then led Jieyin inside.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, let's discuss this matter after this sermon."

Zhunti dared not let Jieyin go to Buzhou Mountain, yet he was unwilling to do so, and for the time being, he had no good solution.

Nuwa coldly watched Zhunti's retreating figure.

"That sounds nice, but you'd better let the guide come."

If I can't kill you, can't I at least kill Jieyin?

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun had already appeared. He was now eager to preach and reap a wave of fortune.

"Phew~"

Hongjun saw Tongtian sitting down at the farthest point and let out a long sigh.

Don't get angry, because anger will make you sick and no one can take your place.

The break with the Three Pure Ones was a bit premature. He will definitely receive less fortune from them, but it's not beyond redemption.

"The third sermon begins."

Hongjun began his third sermon.

"This time, we're talking about the way of the sage."

"To become a saint, one must have the foundation of a saint."

Hongjun's sermon this time wasn't a lie, but not every Grand Luo Immortal has to become a saint; it was simply exploiting an information gap.

Many of the saints became nervous upon hearing this.

For these beings who have never been to Pangu Mausoleum, in their understanding, a sage is the next realm after the Great Luo, and they must understand this.

"May I ask, Master Corpse, what is the Foundation of a Saint, and how does one obtain it?"

Some innate saints who joined the Celestial Court inquired about the Dao.

Hongjun squinted and remained silent, as if he hadn't heard.

He was truly tired of being called the Corpse Lord.

"Seek the wisdom of the sage to resolve our doubts."

Zhunti bowed, and Hongjun nodded in agreement.

He raised his palm, and six streams of primordial purple energy appeared on it.

"This is the foundation for becoming a saint, the primordial purple aura."

With only six paths, the breaths of many deities became heavier.

Laozi and Yuanshi, sitting on the first two futons, stared wide-eyed.

As long as they obtain this foundation of sainthood, they will become saints themselves.

Even if they are slightly weaker now, who can be their opponent?

I must obtain a wisp of primordial purple energy.

Zhunti, on the last futon, also gazed longingly at the Primordial Purple Qi.

Zhunti glanced at the number of prayer cushions, made a guess, and couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

But the thought of guiding others made me feel somewhat gloomy.

"Can't we ask my brother for a wisp of primordial purple energy?"

A thoughtful look appeared in Zhunti's eyes; he was determined to achieve sainthood together with his elder brother.

"May I ask, Lord Corpse, is it possible that there can only be seven Sages in the primordial world?"

A primordial deity, noticing the scarcity of primordial purple energy, asked anxiously.

Hongjun shook his head and did not answer, but said, "The positions of saints in the primordial world have already been determined."

As he spoke, Hongjun's gaze swept over Laozi and Yuanshi, causing a surge of excitement to appear on their faces.

Then Hongjun swept his gaze across Tongtian.

At this moment, Tongtian remembered Qingyi's entrustment before leaving Buzhou Mountain.

My uncle told me that there were benefits to coming to Zixiao Palace this time, and I should take them.

Moreover, my uncle has already stormed Zixiao Palace once; it's almost time for him to completely break ties with Hongjun.

Then there's nothing to be afraid of.

"I beg the Corpse Lord to bestow upon me the Primordial Purple Qi."

Tongtian spoke directly.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

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