Chapter 30: Hongjun of Zixiao Palace wants to accept a disciple... Sanqing Nuwa refuses to be his disciple!
Even though he only had the perfect cultivation of a Golden Immortal, and even though there were several powerful men on the opposite side who were all quasi-saints who could kill corpses... facing Tong Tian's extremely sharp sword principles, the powerful men all avoided his gaze and dared not look him in the face...

At this moment, they finally understood why Hongjun valued the Three Pure Ones so much! They understood the basic gap between themselves and the Three Pure Ones!
[Third Uncle is awesome! He is worthy of being the strongest saint under Hongjun in the original novel... Without relying on the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he can defeat the entire prehistoric world with just the Qingping Sword! ]

[Um... okay, I forgot, Third Master Uncle hasn't got the Qingping Sword yet. ]

[But are you little karamis qualified to fight my Third Uncle? Oh, if only the Three Pure Ones hadn't become Hongjun's disciples and hadn't been fooled by Hongjun.]

Tai Shang is indifferent, Yuan Shikai is proud, but Tong Tian is the only one whose sword skills are still sharp and he is eager to try!

"Who wants to steal the spiritual treasure? Want to fight me?"

At the scene, all the powerful people, regardless of their cultivation level, remained silent...

"Coward! Big brother, second brother, fellow Daoist Nuwa, fellow Daoist Fuxi, the teacher's sermon has not yet finished, let's go back first."

"Good!"*4!

The four of them returned towards the Zixiao Palace as if no one was around… Even though the powerful people behind them only saw their backs, they did not dare to make any move… Only Zhunti had a complex look of envy and jealousy in his eyes: I will definitely replace you in the future!
[Hey, don’t leave in a hurry! Dividing Treasure Cliff, my Dividing Treasure Cliff! This is a must-have for travelers! ]

Then, when he was about to leave the sight of the powerful, Tongtian waved his hand and included the Fenbao Cliff into the Zhuxian formation diagram...

Soon, everyone returned to Zixiao Palace... As expected, Hongjun was still sitting high on the cloud platform, quietly waiting for their return.

After everyone returned and sat down again, Hongjun continued to speak.

"Three thousand years later, there will be three lectures in Zixiao Palace. The lectures will last for three thousand years. This is the way of the saints! After the three lectures, I will be in harmony with the way of heaven. There will be no great event without entering the prehistoric world!"

"Teacher, have mercy!"

Zhunti reacted very quickly and was the first to kneel down and cry... Well, apart from the word compassion, those words did not contain the slightest intention of persuading Hongjun to give up.

All the great masters followed suit, shouting in unison: "Teacher, have mercy!"

Xiao Lin lay on the ground, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: [Tsk tsk, why don't you try to persuade them! What's the point of just calling for mercy? ]

[I guess no one wants to have a powerful person on their head all the time, right? ]

Hongjun may also understand what everyone is thinking. He waved his hand and released an unparalleled force to help everyone up.

"To unite the Dao of Heaven and complete the three thousand great Daos is my duty, and there is no need to persuade me. But the prehistoric world is still in chaos and needs someone to manage it!"

"There are nine celestial poles. Under the heavenly way, there should be nine saints... Saints are people whose primordial spirits rest in the void. They are immortal and indestructible! They are the managers of the prehistoric world!"

"Among my disciples, there must be seven saints!"

“Taishang, Yuanshi, Tongtian, you three pure ones were born with the legacy of Pangu, and you can obtain the foundation of the Great Dao, the primordial purple energy, and you should be my disciples!”

As he spoke, in front of the three thousand powerful men, Hongjun pointed his finger into the air… Three streams of supreme and noble purple air shot out from the air and stopped in front of Hongjun.

The eyes of many powerful people in the audience were red! What a joke, that is the Hongmeng purple energy! The foundation of the Great Dao! And you can also become the disciple of the Taoist Patriarch, this kind of honor, who can stop it?

Even Sanqing himself couldn't help but feel confused at this moment, and subconsciously wanted to agree.

[I'm going to go, wasn't it during the third Zixiao Palace sermon that treasures were given and the Hongmeng purple energy was released? How come everything happened in advance? ]

[Could it be that this is the butterfly effect of me, a time traveler? But, I am just an ordinary celestial being... No, I am now a true celestial being.]

[But even if I am a true immortal, I am not qualified to destroy Hongjun's plan, right? In front of Hongjun, I am not even an ant, okay! ]

[And... oh, what a pity. I was originally planning to take advantage of the break in the sermon to remind Master that the corpse-slaying, primordial purple energy, and sainthood are all scams... but now, oh. ]

[I dare not expose him in front of Daozu... Someone will die, no, a bear will die!] Xiao Lin was lamenting for his master and two uncles, and then he saw Taishang stand up and look up, facing Hongjun.

"Teacher, I don't want to!"

As soon as these words came out, the Purple Sky Palace fell silent! Except for the three pure ones and Nuwa in the front, all the powerful ones including Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, Jieyin, Zhunti, etc. opened their mouths wide and looked at Taishang in disbelief.

Including Xiao Lin!

[Shit?! Did I hear that correctly?]

[Master, he doesn't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi? He doesn't even want the status of a direct disciple? What the hell happened? ]

[Can the storm created by my little butterfly wings be so fierce? 】

"Why?"

Similarly, Hongjun also asked his own question... His indifferent eyes were fixed on Tai Shang... Xiao Lin even saw a hint of urgency from the anxious movement of turning his head.

"I am the authentic Pangu, so I should have my own pride."

Tai Shang straightened his back and replied word by word: "Coming here to listen to teachings, gain knowledge, and obtain supreme treasures and spiritual treasures is the blessing that I, as a direct descendant of Pangu, should have; similarly, protecting the prehistoric world is also the responsibility that I, the descendant of Pangu, should have... But if I have to take someone else as my master, I don't want to!"

"The way to become a saint that you talked about is your understanding of the way of cultivation, but it is ultimately your path to sainthood... I am the descendant of Pangu, so I should have my own pride and walk my own path to sainthood!"

No one could have imagined that the reason why the Supreme refused was for this! Countless eyes of envy, jealousy, and admiration fell on him. Even those powerful people who had beheaded the corpse had complicated expressions, not knowing how to comment.

【Master... is mighty! 】

[It turns out that Second Uncle’s pride is not arrogance, but pride... and it is the pride of Pangu’s descendants! Think about it, in the future war, the Twelve Ancestral Witches dare to attack Daozu, how can the Three Pure Ones transformed by Pangu’s spirit be willing to become his disciples? ]

[This is the pride that the Three Pure Ones should have! ]

[Hmm... maybe, in the original history, he had to become a disciple because he beheaded a corpse while listening to the teachings? This time, because of himself, because they loved him, he was one step behind? Instead, he escaped from the barriers set by Hongjun's trap? ]

[So, it is really me, a little butterfly, who created the hurricane? ]

"Hongmeng Purple Qi, you don't want it either?"

Hongjun continued to ask indifferently.

"I have taken the supreme treasure and the spiritual treasure by relying on our status as the descendants of Pangu. In the future, I will definitely protect the prehistoric world to repay this favor... But the Hongmeng Purple Qi is something that only belongs to you, Master. Since I am not your disciple, how can I accept it?"

Tai Shang refused with a look of shame on his face.

Hongjun was silent... and then looked at Yuanshi and Tongtian: "Yuanshi, Tongtian, are you willing..."

"We share the same idea as Big Brother, and we also want to forge our own holy path!"*2!

Confident and proud words once again echoed in Zixiao Palace...

Hongjun remained silent, and for the third time, he looked at Nuwa...

"Nuwa, you..."

"Although my cultivation is not as good as that of the Three Pure Ones, I also have the ambition to rise to the top..."

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