Hongjun Achieves Sainthood, Xuanwu Descends to Earth

Chapter 37 Hongjun Achieves Sainthood, Xuanwu Descends to Earth

"Why does it feel like nothing has changed, yet something feels different?"

In Yujing Mountain.

Hongjun sat cross-legged on the futon, exerting his deductive power to the fullest extent.

As his ascension to sainthood drew near, he felt a vague sense of unease.

It felt like something was waiting for me.

There is great terror as well as great opportunity.

After several calculations yielded no results, they had no choice but to give up.

"Forget it. Once I merge with the Dao, though the Heavenly Dao will not be me, I will be the Heavenly Dao; all the past and future will be under my control!"

Having failed to arrive at his calculations, Hongjun gave up on the idea.

The fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation floated above his head, from which various laws flowed.

next second.

Three similar-looking figures appeared inside the Zixiao Palace.

These are Hongjun's three corpses.

"With the three bodies united as one, my path is complete!"

The Daoist voice was softly uttered, and the wind and clouds surged.

Countless creatures in the primordial land suddenly felt an unparalleled pressure that made them unable to lift their heads.

"What happened?!"

"This momentum..."

"Get up!!"

"·····"

Horrifying!

Shock!

Auspicious purple clouds drift from the east for billions of miles; a sage appears in the world, astonishing all living beings!

Heaven and earth rejoiced, and golden lotuses sprang forth from the earth.

Strange phenomena arose, and divine light descended.

A vast and majestic voice resounded from the heavens above, echoing across the primordial land and reaching the ears of all living beings.

"I, Hongjun, have today attained the status of a Primordial Golden Immortal, a sage, and am in charge of the teachings of heaven and earth. Feeling that all living beings are ignorant and cultivation is difficult, I will preach the Dao in the Zixiao Palace amidst the chaos three thousand years from now. Those who are destined may come..."

The oppressive atmosphere dissipated as Hongjun's voice faded away.

All things and spirits in the primordial world instantly boiled with excitement!

Buzhou Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, the Northern Sea, the Blood Sea, the Sun Star, and so on!

Countless deities were agitated, gazing towards the primordial chaos beyond the heavens.

When a sage preaches, it is a divine opportunity; how could they possibly miss it?

Above the North Sea, in the void.

Yang Gui slowly opened his eyes. "Has it begun?"

The primordial era, a time when all sages emerged.

Compared to the previous Dragon-Han First Calamity, Yang Gui was more looking forward to this Great Calamity.

Three thousand years is neither a long nor a short time.

For these ancient and sacred beings, it was merely a fleeting moment.

"But the timing is just right."

Yang Gui calculated with his fingers, and the Qiankun Cauldron, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that had been burned by the flames of law for countless years in the small world on the tortoise shell, appeared in front of him.

The flames formed by countless laws emitted towering flames before gradually dying down.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Gui unleashed a surge of innate spiritual energy that flowed into the Qiankun Cauldron.

Then, he picked a water-attribute fruit from the top-grade spiritual root, the five-needle pine, and put it into it.

In an instant, the Qiankun Cauldron shone brightly and spun rapidly in the air.

"The Qiankun Cauldron possesses the power to transform the acquired into the innate. I wonder what level Fellow Daoist Qiankun can achieve after I add so many materials."

Excitement gleamed in Yang Gui's eyes.

If things go as he envisions, then there is great potential.

A thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Qiankun Cauldron stopped rotating.

Yang Gui's aura surged, and he roared, "Fellow Daoist, if you don't act now, when will you?"

hum~~~

The Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly.

Roar! ! !

A loud voice rang out above the North Sea.

Every living creature in the North Sea turned to look upon hearing the sound.

It would have been better if they hadn't looked; everyone who did was astonished.

A massive black tortoise, measuring 129.6 million li in size, was seen hovering in the sky, with a black serpent of equal size coiled around its body.

Xuanwu!

The name of this tortoise was instantly etched into the minds of all living beings who saw the giant black tortoise.

When Xuanwu (Black Tortoise) is born, merits and virtues descend from heaven.

Accompanying it was a powerful force of fortune.

"A divine being has been born!"

"What a grand display!"

The light of merit descended, instantly attracting the attention of all the powerful beings in the primordial world.

After some calculation, it was discovered that the primordial alien species Xuanwu had descended to earth, and the Heavenly Dao was moved, bestowing merit upon him.

"Congratulations on the birth of the Turtle Clan's Ancestor!"

Countless turtles flew into the sky and bowed in the direction where Xuanwu had appeared.

Xuanwu looked at the primordial land, felt the turtle clan's fortune on its body, its eyes were complicated, and finally sighed inwardly before disappearing into the North Sea.

Inside Fangzhang Island.

Xuanwu transformed into a burly man with a black snake coiled around his body, his expression complex.

The Ancestor of Qiankun never expected that his gamble would actually lead to his reincarnation.

I felt a mix of relief and lingering fear.

The thought of his soul being controlled by Hongjun and self-destructing filled him with even greater shock and anger.

After a long while, he finally composed himself, bowed to Yang Gui, and said, "Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist..."

Yang Gui smiled and nodded, "Congratulations on your rebirth and return, Fellow Daoist Qiankun."

Ancestor Qiankun gave a bitter smile. "Fellow Daoist, please don't laugh at me. From this day forward, there will be no more Ancestor Qiankun in the world, only the Primordial Extraordinary Being, the Xuanwu of the Turtle Clan."

After saying this, the Ancestor of Heaven and Earth instantly felt a strange sense of closeness to the primordial land.

This is the recognition he receives from the Primordial Heavenly Dao.

One careless mistake and the world is destroyed; from then on, Xuanwu descended upon the world.

Yang Gui sighed, "All that has passed is but an illusion. Since you are so magnanimous, then when the time is right, I will grant you an opportunity that will last for eternity, so that your gift of the Qiankun Cauldron to me will not have been in vain."

Xuanwu looked grateful. "Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Having been reborn, Xuanwu has become much more open-minded about many things.

He felt even more grateful to Yang Gui. As for the innate treasure, he would have to have the strength to possess it.

Besides, he had no reason to ask for the things he had given away back.

"You're too kind, fellow Daoist," Yang Gui said. "From this day forward, you will be one of the ancestors of my Turtle Clan, and you will be stationed in the North Sea."

"You can cultivate on this Fangzhang Immortal Island, and one day, you can return to the realm of the Primordial Golden Immortal!"

Xuanwu nodded.

When the fortune of the tortoise clan descended upon him, he had a vague guess about Yang Gui's background.

However, the three thousand Chaos Gods are just a figurative number; there are countless Gods within the chaos.

He was also somewhat uncertain.

However, being able to live a second life is already a stroke of luck, and Xuanwu doesn't want to think about anything else.

He then reminded Yang Gui, "Fellow Daoist, if you encounter that person again, you must be more careful, lest you suffer the same tragic end as us."

He had already sensed Hongjun's ascension to sainthood within the Daoist principles of Heaven and Earth.

Therefore, one must transcend its name; it is beyond comprehension and beyond description.

Yang Gui's expression was serious. "I understand that, but I'm a little curious. Since you were able to think of having me guide him, where is that Yin-Yang Daoist now?"

None of the Chaos Gods appear simple; I wonder if the Yin-Yang Taoist has already been reincarnated.

Xuanwu shook his head. "I don't know either."

"We Chaos Gods separated a wisp of our primordial spirit at birth and placed it in our natal spiritual treasure or one of our own spiritual treasures, just in case."

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang's wisp of primordial spirit power is within the Taiji Diagram. I wonder where the Taiji Diagram went during the great battle."

Forehead···

Yang Gui was taken aback.

If what Xuanwu said is true, then the Yin-Yang Taoist is probably already dead, or about to die.

The Taiji Diagram is currently in Hongjun's hands. Even if it is not refined, it will be bestowed upon Taiqing and become a treasure of the Human Sect's destiny.

The Yin-Yang Taoist's primordial spirit will be discovered sooner or later; whether he can be reincarnated is unknown.

I silently mourned for the Yin-Yang Taoist.

However, Xuanwu's words relieved him.

He remembered that the Chaos Demon God, the Five Elements Daoist, had died at his hands.

As a former Hunyuan Wuji Jinxian, he was indestructible and could participate in the battle between Dao and Demon even after being killed by Pangu. Yang Gui was always worried that he would return again.

Now, the Chaos Spiritual Treasure Five Elements Pagoda has been repaired by him and is hidden in the void.

It seems that the primordial spirit of the Five Elements Daoist has been shattered by the Heavenly Dao and has been completely annihilated.

After all, the Five Elements Daoist is a Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal from the Chaos World, not a Saint from the Primordial World.

If they could truly be reborn and return, then the primordial world created by Pangu would almost be another chaotic world altogether.

They are all reincarnations of the Chaos God.

After chatting with Xuanwu for a while longer, Yang Gui left, letting Xuanwu find a place to cultivate on its own.

Yang Gui replenished the spiritual materials in large quantities, and with the help of countless materials, Xuanwu was born at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Once stabilized, one can quickly advance to the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, or even the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

The place where the blue lotus resides.

Yang Gui looked at the many blue lotuses in the lotus pond, especially the twelve-petal blue lotus near the center, his eyes thoughtful.

"Let the clone do the preaching this time."

I wonder what that old fox Hongjun is plotting. He's no match for a sage right now, so it's better to play it safe.

With a wave of his hand, a drop of golden blood fell onto the twelfth-grade green lotus.

With a flash of golden light, an avatar at the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm appeared inside the tortoise-shell miniature world.

This is the only twelve-grade blue lotus he has nurtured over countless years using a vast amount of spiritual resources.

Yang Gui nodded, and several magical treasures, including the Pure World White Lotus and the Azure Lotus Treasure Banner, flew out and landed in the hands of the Azure Lotus clone.

The Azure Lotus clone took the magic weapon, left the small world, appeared above the North Sea, and flew towards the outer chaos.

After doing all this, Yang Gui waved again.

A dozen or so ninth-grade and tenth-grade blue lotuses flew up and transformed into individual blue lotus clones, which sat cross-legged within the small world on the tortoise's back.

Yang Gui nodded in satisfaction. "Now I can continue to focus on comprehending the Great Dao."

If we calculate the time, it has been less than a thousand years since Hongjun began his sermons.

I am deeply grateful for your support, thank you!

(End of this chapter)