Chapter 53
I am the Dao Ancestor, Heavenly Court is Established
Chapter 53 I am the Dao Ancestor, Heavenly Court is Established
The name of the Dao Ancestor Gui Xuan circulated throughout the primordial land for 20,000 years.
Like a spark igniting a prairie fire, it spread to every corner of the wilderness.
The fortunes of heaven and earth descended, but because Yang Gui concealed the secrets of heaven, the fortunes were also hidden by the Chaos Pearl.
This immense power of destiny swirled in the sky above the primordial world before disappearing into the void.
All that remains is for the true form of the Dao Ancestor Guixuan to descend, gather the fortune of heaven and earth, and enjoy the name of the Dao Ancestor!
The name of the Dao Ancestor was mentioned.
Hongjun, far away in the chaos, felt a tremor in his heart, as if he had lost something important.
His words involuntarily stopped.
The saints listening to the sermon felt a sense of unease, but because of what had happened before, no one dared to ask a question.
However, before a third of the sermon had been completed, Hongjun had no choice but to finalize the sermon before proceeding with other matters.
Except for Houtu, all twelve Ancestral Witches looked utterly bored.
The ancestral witches, who lacked primordial spirits, could not understand the Daoist teachings expounded by Hongjun.
They're only here to seize the holy position.
As for other living beings...
Apart from the three thousand holy beings who came to hear the teachings for the first time, everyone else only understood a little bit of what they heard. For the sake of the legendary holy position, they suppressed their inner discomfort and sat cross-legged in Zixiao Palace.
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"Since you, old man, want to maintain the operation of Heaven, but Heaven is supposed to be impartial, what will be the consequences if you, a sage, defy Heaven?"
"The Dao Ancestor has emerged, the tide has turned, from this day forward I am the Dao Ancestor, what will you do then?"
Within the North Sea, Yang Gui, back in the Chaos Pearl, pondered deeply.
All the previous arrangements have finally come in handy today.
The gourds of Buzhou Mountain always ended up in the hands of their respective deities.
This made Yang Gui realize that the old man seemed to be maintaining something to achieve some kind of goal.
Perhaps using the Chaos Demon God to complete the Great Calamity is just the beginning.
Yang Gui was well-versed in the general trends of the prehistoric world, and before leaving, the Great Immortal Yang Mei made a pointed remark.
With the birth of the Heavenly Court, the essence of the three heavens was lost, the Heavenly Dao was enraged, and divine thunder swirled, yet remained hidden.
After the Three Pure Ones attained sainthood, they established the Great Red Heaven, the Pure Subtle Heaven, and the Yu Yu Heaven, which perfectly complemented the three heavens and completed the thirty-six-day cycle of the Heavenly Court.
Nuwa created humans, completing the human way; Houtu transformed into reincarnation, completing the cycle of reincarnation.
It's a pity that Zhen Yuanzi, despite possessing the Book of Earth, never had the opportunity to build an underground tunnel.
Even the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods was meant to complete the operation of the gods and spirits of heaven and earth.
As time passed, the Great Dao became hidden, and the Heavenly Dao was fully revealed.
The Dao spoken of by Hongjun is the Dao of Heaven, not the Great Dao. These primordial gods only know the Dao of Heaven, not the Great Dao.
The desire to transcend is utterly hopeless.
"That old bastard is so willing to hand over all the laws of the Great Dao to me, he's fishing for me..."
Yang Gui took out the magical treasure of the laws given to him by Hongjun and chuckled to himself.
How could Hongjun possibly guess that his own comprehension was already at a heaven-defying level, given enough time?
With the laws of Heaven as its foundation and several Great Laws guiding it, it will eventually transcend the laws of Heaven.
Now that he had the power to defy the sage, Yang Gui was no longer willing to live in shame.
He may be a tortoise, but that doesn't mean tortoises will just cower and let others scheme against them.
Although the realm of a mid-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal is vastly different from that of a Saint.
But his methods had already been tested on Hongjun.
Once the true form faced Hongjun, it still couldn't match Hongjun's attainment of the Dao.
At this moment, he is merely a sage, not the true embodiment of the Heavenly Way!
He follows the path of comprehending countless laws, integrating them into himself.
Although his cultivation level is lower, it's still uncertain who is stronger in combat compared to someone like Hongjun, who achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal status through the unique path of merging the three corpses into one.
The purpose of seizing Hongjun's title of "Dao Ancestor" was merely to delay the time it took for him to attain Dao.
To prevent Hongjun from now entering the Hunyuan Wuji Jiluo Golden Immortal realm, the Dao Integration realm.
Give yourself more time to develop.
It was a series of tests to uncover Hongjun's true purpose.
"In the chaos, the Chaos Gods don't have a realm like the Primordial Golden Immortal!"
In the vast, ancient land, time has passed.
In the blink of an eye, Hongjun's sermon had come to an end.
"This sermon will last for 30,000 years, and what I preach is the path to near-sainthood. After this, you should all diligently cultivate yourselves."
Hongjun spoke indifferently, looking at the densely packed primordial deities within the Zixiao Palace, feeling overwhelmed.
Master Taiqing asked, "Master, are there any requirements for severing the three corpses?"
His question displeased the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were preparing to leave.
get out of class has ended, why are you going overtime?!
Hongjun looked at the other deities, who also seemed confused, and said slowly, "Good corpses, evil corpses, and self-corpses cannot be severed unless they are innate spirits."
"To sever the three corpses, one must use an innate spiritual treasure as a vessel, something for the three corpses to rely on."
"Ideally, it should be a spiritual treasure that resonates with one's own being. Only after the three corpses are severed and united can one attain enlightenment!"
hiss! !
Hongjun's words sent a jolt through the hearts of all the saints present.
Severing the three corpses is for purifying the heart, making oneself more in harmony with the workings of Heaven, and comprehending the laws of Heaven and Earth.
I never expected that the requirements for severing the three corpses would be so strict, requiring an innate spiritual treasure as a support.
It should be known that among the deities present, apart from those who were born with innate spiritual treasures, none of the others possessed any spiritual treasures.
Moreover, severing the three corpses requires three innate spiritual treasures that are compatible with oneself.
With so many spiritual treasures, where are these deities supposed to find them?
In an instant, all the saints began to clutch their pockets tightly to prevent the divine treasures from being leaked.
Thank you, teacher!
Thank you, teacher!
After Hongjun finished speaking, the holy beings present looked respectful.
"This sermon will take place in 30,000 years, and the next sermon will be..."
At this point, Hongjun paused.
He glanced at the densely packed primordial deities before him, and announced, "The next sermon will be in a eon!"
"This is also the last time I will preach."
"I hope you will carefully consider this after you return."
After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his sleeve.
All the deities disappeared within the Purple Cloud Palace.
As for the so-called holy position, Hongjun selectively forgot about it, and didn't even give others a chance to ask again.
The gates of Zixiao Palace closed, and Hongjun sat upright on a futon, his brows furrowed. "The secrets of heaven are in chaos..."
Outside the Purple Cloud Palace.
The three thousand saints, along with the others who came later, looked at each other.
They quickly split into numerous large and small factions.
"The Witch Clan!! The karma within Zixiao Palace must be settled!"
The voices of Jieyin and Zhunti were icy cold.
The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa also had somber expressions.
"You think I'm afraid of you?!"
The twelve ancestral witches exuded a powerful aura, causing the chaotic void to tremble.
"You Westerners can seize those seats, but we, the Ancestral Witches, can't?"
"The position of sage, which you hold, is inherited from Pangu, but we cannot take it?!"
Di Jiang's voice was deep, and the power of the laws of space gathered around him.
"Why all the nonsense? Just hit me!!"
The demon emperor Jiang, who had been holding back for a long time, summoned the Hetu Luoshu and prepared to make his move.
But as soon as the Hetu and Luoshu appeared, the Time Ancestral Witch shouted, "A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the spiritual treasure the sage spoke of for severing the three corpses, hurry and grab it!"
What? !
Di Jun was startled.
When he looked around, he found many deities staring greedily at the Hetu Luoshu in his hand.
Who said the Witch Clan is brainless!
Di Jun roared inwardly.
Faced with so many greedy eyes, even he, as the King of All Demons, felt immense pressure.
He quickly put away the Hetu Luoshu in his hand.
Not only him, but even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and other deities dare not casually reveal their spiritual treasures.
Once the Three Corpses Severing Technique was unleashed, all innate spiritual treasures became objects of contention among other deities.
Now everyone's strength is about the same, facing a saint of the same realm.
Those with deep roots can handle four or five opponents with ease.
Faced with this densely packed array of countless Great Luo Golden Immortals, and even Taiyi Golden Immortals, these deities were truly astounded.
No one dared to rashly reveal the magic treasure.
Dijiang laughed, "Hmph, you need spiritual treasures, but we, the Witch Clan, don't!"
"In close combat, our Wu tribe has never been afraid of anyone! Fight!!"
boom!!
Space laws intertwined, and Dijiang's fist pierced through space, appearing beside Dijun.
With a single punch, he sent the still-unresponsive Di Jun plunging into chaos.
"beat!"
The twelve ancestral witches appeared together.
They quickly became entangled in a fierce battle with the demon race, causing the void to tremble and the sound to shake the heavens.
Some ancient deities were also drawn into it.
The Witch Clan's close-combat abilities once again shocked the hearts of the ancient gods.
The kind-hearted Hongyun swallowed hard and pulled Zhen Yuanzi beside him, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuan, this place is dangerous. Let's hurry back to the Daoist temple."
"Let's go! Let's go! If we don't leave now, we'll all get involved!"
Zhen Yuanzi responded quickly.
As he spoke, he pulled Hongyun back to the Primordial World, ignoring all talk of holy positions and spiritual treasures!
They just want to get out of this mess as soon as possible.
They weren't the only ones thinking this way; some weaker prehistoric deities had already hidden themselves away, looking for an opportunity to sneak into the prehistoric dojo.
In the chaos, the power of various laws permeated the air, and the true fire of the sun burned the void.
Taiqing Daoren, Yuqing Yuanshi, and Shangqing Tongtian; the Three Pure Ones watched the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan entangled in battle, their eyes filled with gloom and uncertainty.
Nuwa snorted coldly, "This matter will not be let go today!"
After saying this, he pulled Fuxi back to the prehistoric world.
The Wu tribe was cunning, and the surrounding area was filled with ancient gods who coveted other people's spiritual treasures, so Nuwa dared not act rashly and could only make a note of it for the time being.
Jieyin and Zhunti had already joined the battle.
The West is barren, and the two saints not only want to seek revenge on the Witch Clan for the grudges within the Purple Cloud Palace, but also want to take the opportunity to plunder the demon clan's spiritual treasures.
After observing for a long time, the Taoist Taiqing finally said in a deep voice, "Let's go too!"
"This is not the time to settle scores; we must do so another day!"
How can we allow others to defile the authentic Pangu noodles?
Yuqing Yuanshi secretly emitted a beam of immortal light, which landed on the water ancestor Wugong, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Shangqing Tongtian, with his sharp edge fully revealed, was unwilling to tolerate it.
He immediately struck Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire.
Zhu Rong, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, was sent flying thousands of miles away. Just as he was about to find the person who had intervened, he was once again besieged by the gods of the primordial world.
Only then did the Three Pure Ones return to the primordial world.
Only the demon race, the witch race, and some primordial gods with ulterior motives remained, locked in a fierce battle amidst the chaos.
The leader of the male immortals, Dong Wanggong, was eager to participate in the struggle and seize the magical treasures, but he was also worried that his own magical treasures would be stolen.
After some hesitation, I decided to leave.
"Brother, I sense an opportunity."
Upon entering the primordial land, Shangqing Tongtian suddenly spoke.
Taiqing Daoist paused, "I felt it too."
Then they all looked at Yuqing Yuanshi, and Yuanshi nodded, "Me too."
Following the call in their hearts, the Three Pure Ones quickly arrived at a corner of Buzhou Mountain.
A primordial grand formation appeared before the Three Pure Ones.
With the appearance of the innate grand formation, Yang Gui's figure also appeared here.
"Senior Guixuan?"
Shangqing Tongtian was somewhat surprised, "You also sensed the opportunity here?"
That would be troublesome.
The three brothers sensed that there was an opportunity here that was destined for them, but they didn't know what was inside this innate grand formation.
If Gui Xuan takes everything away like last time, there won't be any left for the three of them.
Yang Gui shook his head and said to the Three Pure Ones, "I have come here to witness a division."
Split?
The Three Pure Ones felt inexplicably strange.
Yang Gui ignored them, his innate restrictions spreading out, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through the innate array in front of him.
The speed at which the formation was broken was astonishing to Shangqing Tongtian.
This person can easily break through innate grand formations; their level in the art of formations is simply unparalleled!
The next second, he felt a call.
The innate grand formation was broken.
Within the grand formation, a blue lotus radiates boundless creative power.
The blue lotus unfolds in myriad forms, and the supreme treasure reveals its celestial power.
"The Twenty-Four Grades of Creation Lotus!"
Shangqing Tongtian exclaimed in surprise.
The lotus in full bloom embodies the creation of heaven and earth, and the endless cycle of life.
Flowers bloom in twenty-four varieties, their creation is boundless, and their Taoist essence rises.
This is a lotus seed that was conceived from the Thirty-Sixth Grade Creation Green Lotus, but its gestation process was interrupted and it fell into the primordial world.
I never expected to be born here!
boom!
The twenty-fourth grade Creation Lotus was born, but it was not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao.
Destructive lightning was brewing in the sky, shocking the Three Pure Ones.
Shangqing Tongtian couldn't help but ask, "Senior, the Twenty-Fourth Grade Creation Lotus lacks merit, and Heaven intends to destroy it. What should we do?"
Yang Gui chuckled lightly, "The Azure Lotus is three parts strong, its destiny shattered; if we don't act now, when will we?"
boom!
A single sentence can be like a stroke of good fortune.
Master Taiqing stepped forward and softly chanted, "Lotus!"
The twenty-four-petaled blue lotus fell into the hands of the Taoist Taiqing and transformed into a coiled dragon flat staff.
Top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
Yuqing Yuanshi stepped forward and whispered, "White lotus root!"
The lotus root of Qinglian transformed into the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, which was placed in Yuqing Yuanshi's bosom.
Another top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
Shangqing Tongtian stepped forward again, "Green Lotus Leaf!"
He saw the lotus leaves of Qinglian transform into the Qingping Sword, which he placed at his waist.
"Red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves—the Three Pure Ones are originally one family!"
Yang Gui suddenly exclaimed, "Hahaha, how divisive, how divisive!"
"I wonder if the bond between you three brothers will one day be as broken and irreparable as this blue lotus."
After saying that, he waved his hand and collected the twenty-four-petaled green lotus roots that had not yet dissipated, putting them into the Chaos Pearl.
The roots of the blue lotus take hold of the chaos, as if returning to its mother's embrace.
The roots, on the verge of death and destruction, exhale chaotic energy, showing faint signs of revival.
Taiqing Daoist's eyes narrowed. "Senior Guixuan, what do you mean by that?"
Yang Gui shook his head. "You can experience it for yourselves."
Having said that, he took a step and disappeared from the sight of the Three Pure Ones.
Yuanshi opened his mouth, "Elder brother, this..."
Tongtian also looked puzzled.
Taiqing Daoist looked at his two younger brothers and felt uneasy. "Perhaps Senior Guixuan wanted to remind us that we should never split up."
Then they changed the subject, saying, "The Path to Quasi-Sainthood has been passed down by the Saints, and we have obtained spiritual treasures. It is time for us to enter the Quasi-Saint realm!"
Having said that, he ignored the puzzled looks on his two younger brothers' faces and took the lead in returning to Kunlun Mountain.
Yang Gui walked through the primordial wilderness and looked up at the chaotic void.
The fighting there continues.
The conflict between the lich and the demon, and the greed for spiritual treasures, have led these ancient deities to have different thoughts, wanting to take advantage of the situation and reluctant to leave the chaos.
Little did they know that the lion was simply wasting time.
He preached three times, each time 30,000 years apart, with a 10,000-year interval between them.
Three thousand years of preparation, and the remaining time for these ancient deities to fight and break through.
One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years, the time of a single cycle, is like creating a world of immortals that belongs to oneself.
May the path of immortality blossom and bear fruit in the primordial world.
Hongjun's sermon was delivered at an incredibly fast pace, somewhat different from what he remembered.
Three thousand years later, a vast voice echoed from the East Sea.
"I am the head of the male immortals, personally appointed by the Sage, the Eastern King Duke; I established a Celestial Court on Penglai Immortal Island in the East Sea, using the innate spiritual treasure, the Dragon Head Cudgel, to suppress the destiny! I established order in the primordial world, hoping that Heaven will take notice!"
boom!
A surge of pure Yang energy erupted, and heavenly merits descended from the sky.
This is Heaven's recognition of the Eastern King Duke.
The appearance of the Celestial Court caused an uproar among all the gods and sages of the primordial world.
Aside from the weaker primordial beings who gathered and headed to the Celestial Court, some powerful deities were all displeased.
To establish a celestial court under the title of the head of male immortals is to suppress half of the immortals and gods in the primordial world.
They climbed to power by stepping on them.
Even Yang Gui frowned.
He sensed a wisp of his own luck leaving his body and flying eastward.
With a flick of his finger, the luck that had flown away from his body was pulled back.
"Dong Wang Gong is really courting death."
No wonder Di Jun was the first one to kill him.
As an emperor, as a saint.
How can I tolerate others trampling on my dignity?
This is not just a contest of fate, but also a matter of dignity.
If it weren't for the Primordial Saint Hongjun suppressing things from above, some Primordial Saints would probably have already taken action to kill Dongwanggong.
"I wonder how the Eastern King Duke is doing with his practice of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."
Yang Gui narrowed his eyes and flew towards the East China Sea.
In the Eastern Sea, at Penglai, the celestial light shimmers.
The chief male immortal, Dongwanggong, held the innate spiritual treasure, the Dragon Head Cudgel, floating in the void, radiating endless holy light, exuding high spirits.
It echoes the celestial island below, which spans hundreds of millions of miles.
The immortal island that Dongwanggong had been waiting for for tens of thousands of years has finally been born!
On the immortal island, countless wandering immortals bowed in congratulations; spirit birds soared through the sky.
"Congratulations to the Celestial Court!"
"Congratulations to the Eastern King Duke!"
A vast sound resounded throughout the primordial world.
High above Buzhou Mountain, the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sensed the changes in the fortunes of heaven and earth, their faces grim.
"How dare the Eastern King!"
Taiyi exuded an aura of dominance, glaring angrily towards the east.
Emperor Jun exuded an aura of imperial power throughout his body, and golden light shone in his eyes.
Below is the Northern Kunpeng, one of the Ten Great Demon Saints!
After the second lecture, at Di Jun's urging, Kunpeng decided to join the Heavenly Court and take up the position of Demon Master.
The establishment of the Celestial Court by the Eastern King Duke was undoubtedly a way to divide the fortunes of the Heavenly Court.
Countless wandering immortals from the Yi tribe who had not joined the demon race fled to Penglai in the East Sea.
How can we tolerate this?
Di Jun clenched his fist and said coldly, "Let him be arrogant for now. Once we reach the Quasi-Saint realm, we'll make sure he's nothing but dust!"
As an emperor, even a small change can have far-reaching consequences.
With a single, thunderous strike, the enemy was utterly annihilated!
"The path to quasi-sainthood has already been clearly revealed by the sages; now, nine out of ten holy beings in the primordial world are in seclusion seeking to enter the quasi-saint realm, and we cannot fall behind."
As he spoke, Di Jun seemed to have thought of something and looked at Bai Ze, "The Dao Ancestor Gui Xuan has been preaching for ten thousand years, and the number of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Immortals in the prehistoric world has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, with powerful figures emerging one after another; we must do our best to recruit them and strengthen the foundation of our Heavenly Court!"
Bai Ze nodded. "Yes!"
Donghuang Taiyi, upon being born, said, "Elder brother, given Guixuan's actions, I wonder what the one in the Chaos should do?"
The sage preached three times, spreading his teachings throughout the primordial world.
It's all about vying for the title of Dao Ancestor.
Now that Gui Xuan has suddenly intercepted it, if that person finds out, the might of the sage will descend, and the heavens and earth will collapse.
Di Jun said calmly, "What does this have to do with us?"
"Isn't the struggle between the two of them a good thing for us, as long as it doesn't affect our ambition?"
"The more powerful beings there are in the primordial world, the stronger the foundation of my Heavenly Court will be."
"As for the rest, have you seen anyone go to Chaos to tattle? The law does not punish the masses, and besides, under the great power of heaven and earth, who says there can only be one Dao Ancestor?"
"Amidst the clamor of myriad paths and the workings of Heaven, our demon race strives to transcend, and we will ultimately achieve liberation."
(End of this chapter)