A Sea of ​​Futons, Sit! Everyone, sit!

Chapter 52 A Sky Full of Futons, Sit! Everyone Sit! (Dear readers, please subscribe!)

"Master, help! Waaaaaah!!!"

With a bruised and swollen face, Tong Zi Haotian crawled out from behind the three thousand holy beings, ran to Hongjun's side, and cried out loudly.

"I don't know where all these creatures came from, barging in without asking any questions and even beating me up! You have to stand up for me!"

Hongjun's face was gloomy as he looked at the creatures inside the Zixiao Palace, and his aura suddenly erupted!

Lawless!

They completely disregard me.

With a flick of his finger, Haotian's wounds completely disappeared.

Haotian stood beside Hongjun, looking aggrieved, glaring hatefully at the holy beings before him, especially those who had attacked him earlier.

boom!

The sage's power was like the might of heaven and earth, pressing down on all the other deities so that they could not raise their heads.

Once again, they felt the pressure of the sage, facing an overwhelming aura.

The group of deities looked at Hongjun with fanaticism.

Especially the six prayer cushions under the six ancestral witches.

These divine manifestations left Hongjun somewhat bewildered, unable to understand what was happening.

"To be sacred, yet act like uncivilized beasts, only knowing how to fight and scramble, utterly devoid of morality!"

"The karmic connection hasn't arrived yet, but you've managed to find my sacred site."

Immediately, Hongjun sensed something was wrong.

How did these people find this place?!

As early as his first sermon, he deliberately concealed the location of Zixiao Palace and selected three thousand holy beings.

The witch clan is one thing, but what's with all these demons and other innate deities appearing here? Especially their expressions.

Hongjun's expression changed, and the power of law flowed rapidly from the fingertip of his right hand.

A stream of deductive power permeated his palms.

Hongjun peered into the consciousness of the demons below.

After he finished looking into the consciousness of these demons, a dark look appeared in his eyes.

Other deities have prematurely revealed the secrets of heaven!

What was originally supposed to be revealed to the Primordial Gods only after the third sermon was over has now been exposed.

Who is it?!

Hongjun was furious and instinctively unleashed all his power.

puff! !

Bang bang bang! !

The overwhelming pressure emanating from a saint is something that ordinary saints simply cannot withstand.

Clumps of blood mist appeared inside the Purple Cloud Palace.

"saint!!!"

Emperor Jun, the demon emperor, was covered in cracks, with the innate spiritual treasure Hetu Luoshu above his head. He shouted fiercely.

With the Donghuang Bell atop his head, Donghuang Taiyi protected Bai Ze and the other demons behind him.

Most of the other deities were in dire straits, pressed to the ground with blood gushing out.

Hongjun suddenly awoke, and looking around, he saw that the Zixiao Palace, which was originally full of immortal aura, had been turned into a sea of ​​blood under his saintly pressure.

A large number of demons and saints below the Great Luo level were either crushed into blood mist or hid under defensive magical treasures, suffering serious injuries.

The bodies of the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and other deities at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm were cracked, and their Dao bodies almost collapsed!

He quickly withdrew his saintly aura, and beams of immortal light emanated from Hongjun's body.

All the wounds on the bodies of the saints vanished in an instant.

The demons and saints who died in Zixiao Palace reappeared, standing there with blank expressions.

"Is this what a saint is?!"

He came back to life!

All the saints were moved by this and forcibly suppressed their desire to seize the prayer mat.

At this moment, the Supreme Daoist Taiqing, with the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda above his head, stepped forward with a gloomy expression. "Master, the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly appeared and seized our seats. We beg you, Master, to uphold justice!"

"We hope the teacher will uphold justice!!"

The "class monitor" Taiqing Daoren spoke up, and Yuqing Yuanshi, Shangqing Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti all stood up and shouted at Hongjun.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were too tyrannical, and they immediately offended many deities.

Hongjun, his expression turning indifferent, slowly spoke, "The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit and are born with great merit; Nuwa has a special identity; Jieyin and Zhunti bear great responsibility for the destruction of the Western Earth Veins; the six prayer mats are rightfully theirs, and it is useless for you to seize them."

The Ancestral Witch Zhurong looked incredulous. "We don't believe it at all! If we're talking about great merit, we twelve Ancestral Witches, who were born from Pangu's essence and blood, and who regulated the primordial earth's veins, also possess great merit!"

The remaining ancestral witches echoed their sentiments, and some deities nodded frequently.

The Blood Sea and the Styx River also roared, "My Blood Sea is bitterly cold, containing endless resentment and malevolent energy from the primordial era; it also possesses great merit!"

"Our demon race is favored by heaven and earth, and has done great deeds in tidying up the primordial starry sky!"

"I, the Eastern King Duke, am the head of all male immortals, in charge of all male immortals in the primordial world, and I possess great merit!"

"·····"

Chaos!

Complete chaos!

The once sacred place of preaching, Zixiao Palace, was noisy and bustling, like a vegetable market.

Neither of them would give in.

Every now and then, there are holy beings shouting everywhere, stirring up the emotions of all the holy beings.

If Hongjun hadn't been sitting there, they might have already started fighting!

Who would want to miss out on the position of a sage?

Kunpeng stepped forward, glancing at Hongjun with some fear. "Teacher, that seat for the guide was originally mine. It was the Three Pure Ones and Zhunti who forced me to step down. The seat should rightfully belong to me!"

Kunpeng was really going all out for the holy throne.

"What utter nonsense!" an unknown deity shouted from a corner. "The saints are biased! We also came from the primordial world and are contributing to it, so why aren't we allowed to sit?"

"Heaven's justice is impartial; the position of sage should be filled through fair competition!"

Hongjun looked over upon hearing the voice, only to find that he could not find the deity who had spoken earlier.

Before he could search carefully, the other deities objected.

"Please, Your Majesty, have mercy!"

"Heaven's justice is fair! The sages are fair!"

"This holy position should be earned through fair competition."

The three thousand saints, along with the later demon race and other saints, all shouted.

The six people, including Sanqing and Nuwa, took a deep breath and suppressed their anger.

This is an attempt to seize their position as saints!

Because of the presence of the Sage, and the fact that there were numerous Great Luo Saints of similar stature behind him, they were hesitant to make a move.

They can't even refute it.

At the same time, he hated the so-called saint behind the scenes who spread rumors with a vengeance.

This is like having your cooked duck stolen, and then having to cook another one to share with others – it's absolutely disgusting!

"That's enough!"

Hongjun spoke angrily.

However, he couldn't easily resolve the situation at hand.

Most of the ancient deities present possessed great fortune.

If this isn't handled properly, most of the primordial fortune that we've painstakingly collected might be lost!

Who exactly is behind this, using the sacred beings of the primordial world to coerce the saints?

Even sages are living beings with emotions and desires. Hongjun was furious but forcibly suppressed his anger.

With a wave of his hand.

The somewhat crowded Zixiao Palace immediately became very spacious.

A large number of prayer mats, exactly the same as the previous six, fell to the ground.

Hongjun's voice was filled with anger as he coldly said, "Sit! Everyone, sit down!!!"

"But the Way of Heaven is difficult to understand, and its laws are difficult to comprehend! Even if you possess a futon, it does not mean you possess the opportunity to become a saint!"

The seats are for you. If you fail to become saints in the future, don't blame me.

As he spoke, he tried his best to deduce the truth, but found that he could not find the sacred person who spread the rumors at all.

"Such incredible stealth abilities! Who could this be?!"

If he finds out who it is, I'll grind him to dust.

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North Sea.

Inside the Chaos Pearl.

"Is this old guy the real turtle? How can he endure so much?"

Yang Gui looked at the scene transmitted by Qinglian's clone with a strange expression, and admired Hongjun's patience.

For the sake of the primordial fortune, this old fellow has practically pushed his qi-cultivation skills to the extreme.

After the turtle clan entered the prehistoric world, Yang Gui gave the turtle shell to his clone, Turtle One, and the prehistoric turtle clan gained some ability to conceal heavenly secrets.

The combined power of countless turtles, which concealed the secrets of heaven, along with the Chaos Pearl, subtly erased all traces of Yang Gui.

Even traces of the turtle clan were concealed.

"But after your second lecture, when these primordial beings realize that severing corpses requires spiritual treasures, how will you deal with that?"

There are only a limited number of primordial treasures.

Especially powerful innate spiritual treasures.

According to legends from previous lives, some powerful innate spiritual treasures are destined for specific individuals.

Once something is stolen, you have incurred karmic debt with others.

But Yang Gui didn't think so.

He had already realized when he last stole the gourd vine that the so-called destined person was nothing but a rumor.

Lingbao is called Lingbao because the treasures are believed to possess a spirit.

Those who instinctively choose those with great fortune resonate with and mutually influence each other's fortune.

Lingbao is a place for the virtuous.

What is virtue? Might makes right!

After the method of severing the three corpses to advance to the quasi-saint level was spread, innate spiritual treasures became objects of contention among those with great supernatural powers.

Yang Gui sent out one clone after another from within the Chaos Pearl.

Wandering across the vast, untamed land.

"The truly powerful have all gone to Zixiao Palace, so I, this Great Luo avatar, won't hold back!"

"Of those five flags, one seems to be at the River Styx, and another seems to be in the hands of the Queen Mother of the West; I hope they don't have them."

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It was during Hongjun's second sermon.

A voice resounded across the vast, desolate land.

"I, Guixuan, am deeply moved by the ignorance of the beings in the primordial world, who are unaware of Celestial Immortals, Mysterious Immortals, and Golden Immortals, and even less knowledgeable of the Dao of Taiyi and Daluo; today, I will expound the myriad Daos in the primordial world, ushering in a golden age!"

boom!

An explosion resounded in the void.

Countless living beings instinctively looked up at the void above.

A Taoist priest, hundreds of millions of miles tall, dressed in green robes, with a celestial mirror in his mouth, sat cross-legged in the void.

Three enormous golden wheels of merit floated behind the figure's head, illuminating the vast and desolate world.

Sacred, vast, and solemn!

Unseen laws of cause and effect connect from all directions of the primordial land, obscuring the secrets of the primordial world.

This is a saying that Yang Gui had previously passed down among the turtle clan.

The art of divination connects the causes and effects of heaven and earth.

Yang Gui took the principles of Yin and Yang as his foundation and the law of cause and effect as his chain.

The Five Great Emperors appeared in the five directions of the primordial world, sitting in their respective places and floating in the void.

An endless aura instantly permeated the primordial world, golden light appeared, and lotus flowers bloomed everywhere.

"This is a primordial deity of profound morality and abundant blessings!!"

"To spread the Dao to countless beings throughout the primordial world—what a bold and ambitious spirit!"

The feelings of billions of living beings stirred the energy of heaven and earth.

Countless small and weak creatures in the primordial world were moved to tears upon hearing the voice.

The sound travels far and wide.

The primordial chaos trembled.

Chains of laws danced around the Taoist, his innate spiritual energy surging and shifting unpredictably.

A divine dew descended, and the sky was filled with rosy light.

Hearing this, all the creatures at the bottom of the primordial world shook their heads and suddenly understood.

Flowers, plants, and trees develop sentience, and the spirits of heaven and earth take form.

One after another, paths distinct from the path of immortality were uttered from the mouth of the Taoist in the void.

Countless creatures, among these countless paths, find their own direction and are filled with excitement.

This lecture lasted for 12,960 years.

"This is the way of me; from now on, you will have to perfect the path yourselves."

That's all.

The Taoist's figure vanished into thin air.

"To spread the myriad paths of Tao across the primordial land, saving countless weak and vulnerable beings, this is the ancestor of all Tao!"

"Compassion for all beings is the essence of the Daoist Ancestor!"

Gui Yi, the Dragon Master of the Turtle Clan, looked up at the void, at the spot where Yang Gui had disappeared, shouted loudly, and bowed to see him off.

"The Dao Ancestor is merciful; we respectfully bid farewell to him!"

All the myriad beings of the primordial world felt a deep sense of loss and cried out, "Respectfully bidding farewell to the Dao Ancestor!"

I am deeply grateful to you all!

(End of this chapter)