Chapter 61: End of the Third Lecture, Hongjun Hedao

What? !

Hongjun looked at the uniform movements of the sacred beings below in astonishment.

As if they had rehearsed it already, they all looked at him with longing.

Hongjun's scalp tingled when he saw it.

He wanted to accept the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and the two from the West as his disciples, and bestow upon them the Hongmeng Purple Qi as the basis for their sainthood.

But how do you know the foundation of sanctification? !

Hongjun's face changed drastically.

He made quick calculations with his right hand, and lines of rules and patterns flowed.

I understood instantly about the foundation of sainthood.

In anger, he wanted to find the culprit, but just like last time, everything was in chaos.

The source could not be found.

"Shit stirrer!"

Fighting back the nausea in his heart, Hongjun spoke calmly, "The three sermons have ended. I feel that the Way of Heaven is lacking, and I will soon be in harmony with the Way of Heaven."

"In the chaos, I have built a treasure-distributing cliff, on which are the spiritual treasures I have collected before. If you want to achieve enlightenment through the Three Corpses Method, I cannot underestimate you."

"The choice of a spiritual treasure's master depends entirely on chance."

"The foundation for becoming a saint is determined by fate."

Let’s send these guys away first!
Hongjun felt helpless.

The gate of Zixiao Palace opened again.

The sacred expressions of the prehistoric people present were excited, "Teacher, please be merciful!"

The Heavenly Palace, the Ancestral Witches and other gods flew out immediately to look for the Treasure Dividing Cliff.

Once the method of beheading the three corpses and becoming a saint is revealed, who would complain about having too few spiritual treasures?

The ancient witches who have no use for spiritual treasures also intend to collect them.

Fuxi's eyes flashed, and he pressed down Nuwa's shoulders and said, "Little sister, I'll go first!"

After saying that, he flew out.

In a flash, only the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa were left.

These four of them secretly sent out the three corpses they had just killed at the first opportunity.

Seeing that all the great saints had left, the four of them stood in front of Hongjun and said respectfully, "Please teach me the Dharma, Master!"

Hongjun nodded.

These four people are worthy of being called the saints appointed by heaven. They understood the meaning of his words in an instant.

Hongjun said, "I have not finished my sermon yet, please take a seat."

Sanqing and Nuwa were shocked.

I didn't expect that this person in front of me still had a trick up his sleeve.

Without further delay, he sat cross-legged and listened to the sermon.

When Hongjun was about to finish his sermon, Jie Yin and Zhunti from the West came running back with painful looks on their faces.

The two were halfway through their flight when they suddenly realized the meaning of Hongjun's words, and hurriedly sent out the three corpses to snatch the spiritual treasure.

The main body came back at full speed, but unexpectedly it was still a step too late.

Seeing Hongjun continuing to preach in Zixiao Palace, he felt relieved and sad at the same time. He quickly went forward to find a seat to sit down and listen attentively.

Another three thousand years passed.

Hongjun stopped preaching.

Looking at the people in front of him, he felt relieved, "Fortunately, the general trend has not changed."

He walked on thin ice all the way and it was extremely difficult.

It was just this last moment, fortunately nothing major happened.

After thinking for a while, Hongjun said, "You are listening to my teachings here. I would like to accept you as my disciples. Are you willing?"

Sanqing was shocked, but he resisted the urge to refuse and said, "Greetings, teacher!"

Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti all paid their respects.

"The previous changes have not changed the opportunity." Hongjun said quickly, "Taiqing is my eldest disciple; Yuqing is the second disciple; Shangqing is the third disciple; they are my personal disciples."

Then he looked at Nuwa clearly, "Nuwa is my last disciple."

"Teacher!" The two Westerners were stunned.

That's not what you just said!

Everything is closed, what should we do?
Hongjun looked at them and said, "You have other opportunities, you can be registered as my disciples."

This made them both feel relieved, as a registered disciple was also a disciple of a saint.

After a pause, Hongjun said, "Nine is the ultimate, and there are nine holy positions determined by heaven."

The eyes of Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti lit up.

Finally, we get to the point!

"The Three Pure Ones were transformed from Pangu's original spirit. They have a deep source of blessings and are born with great opportunities to obtain the holy position."

Three streams of primordial purple aura appeared in the void and sank into the bodies of the Three Pure Ones.

Sanqing was overjoyed, "Thank you, teacher!"

Then he looked at Nuwa and said, "You have a special identity and you will have great luck in the future. You can get a saintly position."

The Hongmeng purple energy appeared again and sank into Nuwa's body.

Nuwa suppressed her excitement, "Teacher, please be merciful!"

Finally, Hongjun looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, "You have great wisdom and perseverance, and you have the responsibility to revitalize the West. You can obtain the sainthood."

"Thank you teacher!"

Jie Yin and Zhunti were so excited that they almost jumped up.

As soon as he finished speaking, two streams of primordial purple air appeared in the void.

Just at this moment, something unexpected happened.

The countless ancient sacred beings who were fighting for the spiritual treasures at the Fenbao Cliff appeared at the gate of Zixiao Palace at some point in time.

It turned out that many ancient gods had no chance to see the Treasure-Fenbao Cliff, and turned back in discouragement.

Following the memories in my mind, I returned to Zixiao Palace again.

Before he even entered the door, he saw two streams of primordial purple aura in the void. He felt a desire deep in his heart and couldn't help but shout out loudly.

"Teacher, wait a minute!"

"Teacher once said that the competition for the prehistoric sainthood is fair, why is it so biased!"

At this time, these ancient sacred gods knew that Hongjun had deliberately sent them away to give special treatment to the six people in front of him!

This delay made Jie Yin and Zhunti extremely anxious.

Looking at the primordial purple air in the void, and more and more primordial sacred beings returning, he was even more anxious. "How dare you question the teacher's words!" Zhunti shouted.

"The foundation for becoming a saint is determined by fate!"

"You don't understand the holy words, you don't know the destiny, and you dare to blame the teacher!"

Zhunti’s voice was so vast that it shocked all the ancient sacred beings into silence.

But my heart is full of resentment.

Hongjun's eyes darkened, and he finally said, "Well, I said before that the competition for the position of saint is fair, but I can't reverse it."

Two streams of primordial purple air from the void sank into the bodies of Jie Yin and Zhunti.

Another ray of primordial purple energy appeared in the void.

Countless ancient sacred beings swallowed their saliva as they looked at the primordial purple energy in the void.

"This is the primordial purple energy, which contains the way to become a saint. When you find the way to become a saint in it, you can be called a saint."

"Forty-nine Heavenly Evolutions, one of them escaped; this primordial purple energy will go away on its own!"

The Hongmeng purple energy flowed in the Zixiao Palace, circling and dancing.

Finally, under the expectant gazes of all the sacred beings in the ancient world, it flew towards Hong Yun and merged into his body.

A storm of shock rose in Hongyun's heart.

Even Zhen Yuanzi beside him almost lost his mind, "Daozu Guixuan, what you said is true!"

Looking at the densely packed ancient sacred beings in Zixiao Palace and their jealous eyes that were turning green, Hongyun suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

He swallowed and smiled awkwardly, "This... don't blame me~~~"

However, he noticed several malicious gazes among the sacred beings of Honghuang.

Especially Kunpeng, who clenched his hands and looked angry.

His eyes were filled with endless rage!

"It's bad, I have to get away quickly."

Hongjun glanced at him and continued.

"I have already accepted the Three Pure Ones as my personal disciples, and Nuwa as my last disciple; Jie Yin and Zhunti are my registered disciples."

Disciple of a saint?!
Honghuang Shengshen looked at the people in the front in surprise, and someone in the crowd shouted something.

"Please have mercy, teacher!"

The other ancient sacred beings reacted one after another.

I quickly followed and shouted, "Please have mercy on me, teacher!"

Hongjun's face darkened, and the aura of a saint burst out in vain.

Do you really think I have a good temper?

"Although you and I are not called master and disciple, you have listened to my teachings in this Xuanmen and are my disciples."

After saying that, he stopped looking at them.

His eyes fell on Taiqing.

"As my disciples and future destined saints, I grant you the treasures to protect you."

The innate supreme treasure Tai Chi diagram appeared in Hongjun's hand. "This is the supreme treasure that Pangu's axe in Pangu's hand transformed into when he opened the sky, the Tai Chi diagram."

"This diagram contains the infinite mysteries and power of the two poles of yin and yang. It can turn time and space into chaos, reverse yin and yang, and invert the five elements."

Taiqing was delighted, "Thank you, teacher."

The innate treasure Tai Chi diagram fell into Taiqing's hands and was quickly put away by Taiqing.

A long banner appeared in Hongjun's hand again.

As soon as this banner appeared, the surrounding space and time were shattered, as if it was going to destroy space and time.

He looked at Yuqing Yuanshi, "This treasure is called Pangu Banner, an innate treasure, transformed from the axe of creation in Pangu's hand."

"It possesses the power to tear apart the chaos of primordial chaos, the power to shatter the time and space of the heavens, the power to interpret the way of infinite creation, the power to control the mysteries of all laws, and the ability to open up the universe."

Yuan Shi bowed respectfully, "Thank you, teacher!"

next second.

A huge murderous aura appeared in Zixiao Palace, causing the hearts of the ancient gods to tighten.

Hongjun said calmly, "This treasure is the innate spiritual treasure Zhuxian Four Swords, which I got from the Demon Ancestor Luohou. Today I give it to you."

"This treasure can only be broken by the Four Saints!"

Shang Qing was delighted and said, "Thank you, Teacher!"

However, he did not notice the fearful look of the Great Saint behind him.

Only the Four Saints can break it; the Three Pure Ones are one.

Doesn't it mean that Tongtian is invincible and cannot be provoked...

The innate spiritual treasure, the map of mountains, rivers, and the country, and the red hydrangea, emitting spiritual light, appeared in Hongjun's palm.

"Nuwa, you are the last disciple of this work. I grant you the innate spiritual treasures, the Mountain and River State Map and the Red Hydrangea Ball, one for defense and one for attack."

Nuwa stepped forward and saluted, "Thank you, teacher."

Golden light exploded.

Twelve golden lotuses and a demon-subduing pestle appeared.

Hongjun looked at Jieyin and Zhunti in the west and said, "The twelve-grade golden lotus and the demon-subduing pestle will be granted to you."

Jie Yin and Zhunti quickly kowtowed.

The eyes of the sacred beings around him were burning with excitement when they saw the gift of treasure, because this was the treasure bestowed by Daozu Hongjun to his disciples.

These people are saints appointed by heaven, who dares to say anything else?

"As the first saint in the prehistoric world, I have the responsibility to educate people, so I founded the Xuanmen Sect to teach you."

"I have preached three times, and today is complete."

boom!
As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, heaven and earth were moved.

Countless auspicious signs wandered across the ancient land, and golden lotuses fell from the sky and landed on the creatures of the ancient land.

"Daozu Hongjun, be merciful!"

Hongjun's expression was indifferent, and he continued speaking in a vague voice.

"I feel that the Way of Heaven is flawed. Today, I will unite myself with the Way to make up for the flaws in the Way of Heaven and complete the Way of Heaven."

"From now on, Hongjun is the Way of Heaven, and the Way of Heaven is no longer Hongjun."

It seems to be announcing something.

The merits of the Heavenly Dao appeared in the Zixiao Palace, and golden light illuminated the prehistoric world.

Amid the interaction between heaven and earth, Hongjun's eyes gradually became indifferent and ruthless among all the sacred gazes in the prehistoric world.

At the moment when Hongjun was about to succeed in merging with the Dao, a gleam of light appeared in Hongjun's eyes.

"Let me see who is behind this."

(End of this chapter)