Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

"It turned out to be him. He is still alive?"

There are eight lotus platforms in a huge palace.

There was a lotus pedestal on the main seat of the palace, and there were seven other lotus pedestals in front of the main seat.

In the huge palace, auspicious air was gushing out and purple clouds were spreading for thousands of miles.

The sun, moon and stars are shining above your head, and golden lotuses are blooming beneath your feet.

What a fairy-like scene.

The immortal sitting in one of the deputy seats frowned slightly, his eyes falling into the void.

In the void, there was another scene being performed, which was exactly the situation in the Sun-Chasing Realm.

The immortal who was watching the Sun-Chasing Realm gently raised his hand, stroked his green beard, and frowned.

He was wearing a green Taoist robe, with an imposing aura all over his body. The divine light and divinity on his body illuminated the nine heavens and ten earths. He was tall and majestic and unpredictable.

"Hmph..." At this moment, a cold snort came from the side.

The slightly plump immortal sitting on a lotus platform nearby looked extremely unhappy: "My disciple, why can't you live?"

"Heaven's ways are constant; it does not exist because of Yao, nor does it perish because of Jie..."

The sharp sound of Huangzhong and Dalu suddenly rang out.

The three men and one woman who were sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform all turned around and looked towards the main seat.

The main lotus pedestal was originally empty, but at some point, an old man in linen clothes and straw sandals landed on it.

The old man did not sit down, but just stood on the lotus platform, looking at the four disciples in front of him.

He was dressed in linen clothes, straw sandals, and had purple-red hair on his head. Every strand of his hair emanated the light of Taoism.

This is none other than the supreme Taoist ancestor: Hongjun.

"The laws of nature must not be interfered with!" Hongjun looked at his disciple calmly and said slowly, "Otherwise, you will only cause trouble and nothing will be changed!"

"Isn't it sad?"

Hongjun turned his gaze and looked at Yuqing Yuanshi.

Yuanshi's expression was equally calm. He bowed to Hongjun and said, "Teacher, listen to my disciple's report!"

Hongjun said: "Just tell me!"

Yuanshi said: "What I have done is not to interfere with the operation of heaven and earth, but to follow the way of heaven!"

"The Conferred God Tribulation is the will of Heaven. It is also the will of Heaven that all the disciples of Jiejiao are included in the Conferred God List!"

"The disciple is innocent!"

"Hmm!" Hongjun nodded, then shook his head and said, "You are right, but not entirely right!"

"Now that the prehistoric world is broken, the immortal world cannot bear more karma and luck, and the saints are not allowed to show up in it!"

"Saints are not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the Immortal Realm!"

"You have repeatedly forced yourself to get involved in karma. This time you are wrong, very wrong!"

Yuanshi said: "Disciple knows his mistake!"

Hongjun said: "The Heaven has its own will. When Xu Changan is born, when he dies, when he perishes, when he dies, it all depends on the will of Heaven!"

"After that, don't interfere!"

Yuanshi frowned and said nothing.

Hongjun said again: "The Conferred God Tribulation has ended!"

"It's over?" The only female fairy across from Hongjun spoke up, "May I ask, Master, have we entered the next calamity?"

Hongjun nodded: "Yes!"

"Then..." the fairy asked, "Why can't I see the next catastrophe?"

Tongtiandao: "Disciple didn't see it either!"

Yuanshi and Laozi said almost in unison: "My disciples didn't see it either!"

Hongjun said: "Between heaven and earth, yin and yang complement each other. When one is weak, the other becomes strong; when one is hidden, the other becomes visible."

"It cannot be said, it cannot be described, it cannot be guessed!"

After saying this, Hongjun disappeared again.

There were only four people left in this huge palace.

They are Sanqing and Nuwa respectively.

"Second Senior Brother!" Nuwa looked at Yuanshi and said, "Master showed up this time because of you!"

Yuanshi remained silent.

Nuwa continued, "Don't disturb the secrets of heaven. If you anger the master, you, as a disciple of the Chan Sect, will suffer the consequences!"

"But..." Yuanshi's face was calm: "This remnant of Jiejiao..."

Nuwa said: "Where are the remnants? Didn't you hear what Master said? The Conferred God Tribulation is over!"

"The most important thing right now is not Xu Changan, but this ninth saint!"

"Yes!" The white-haired old man who had been silent all this time spoke. This was Taiqing Laozi, the eldest brother among the Three Pure Ones.

Tai Qing said: "Master said that between heaven and earth, yin and yang complement each other. When one is weak, the other is strong; when one is hidden, the other is revealed."

"Don't you understand yet?"

"If the ninth saint doesn't come out, the Xuan and Demons will take turns to dominate the prehistoric world. Once the luck of the Demon Ancestor Luohou comes, our Xuanmen will be in danger!"

…

Six hundred years later!

Kunlun Mountains!

In the pure and empty temple.

A disciple presented the jade slip respectfully to Qingxu.

Qingxu frowned and read the jade slip carefully, then his expression became more and more ugly.

"Master, what's wrong?" An Chengxu, who had already reached the third level of celestial immortal, asked Qingxu.

Qingxu said: "It's not good, that guy may not be dead yet!"

"You're not dead yet?"

Ever since the last time the saint sent a message nearly five thousand years ago that Xu Chang'an's trace had completely disappeared in the fairy world, everyone has been relieved.

But only Qingxu is always worried.

He still sent out hundreds of disciples to various places in the fairy world to collect information about Xu Changan.

There has been no news for five thousand years.

However, this time someone brought bad news.

Someone discovered an immortal using strange magic in the Sun-Chasing Realm.

Now, in Qingxu's opinion, this magical power is indeed similar to Xu Changan's power of reversing the real and the unreal.

Moreover, that person's opportunity was so great that Qingxu was worried.

"Where is he now?" Qingxu asked, "Why has the news only just reached Kunlun Mountain when the Sun Chasing Realm has been closed for six hundred years?"

The disciple who delivered the message said, "I just found out and delivered the news!"

Qingxu's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"I understand...you go down now!"

After saying that, Qingxu hurriedly came to the gate of Yuxu Palace.

"Uncle Master..." He didn't even have time to salute before he shouted, "Uncle Master, disciple Qingxu has something urgent to ask you to do!"

Boom boom...

The door of Yuxu Palace was opened.

Qingxu jumped and flew into it.

After crossing countless worlds, he arrived in front of the good corpse.

After listening to Qingxu's story, Shanshi took a deep breath and said, "This matter is of great importance. Please wait a moment. I will ask the saint for advice!"

"Let the saint decide!"

After saying this, Shanshi began to communicate with Yuanshi's original body.

But after half an incense stick of time, Shan Shi opened his eyes and said, "The saint said that the calamity of Conferred Gods has passed. There is no need to be obsessed with anything. Let it go!"

"No need to ask any more questions!"

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