Chapter 53 I am the Taoist Ancestor, Heaven is established

The name of Guixuan Daozu has been spread throughout the ancient land for 20,000 years.

Like a spark, it spreads to every corner of the wilderness like a prairie fire.

The luck of heaven and earth then declined, but because Yang Gui concealed the secret, the luck was hidden by the Chaos Pearl.

This enormous force of destiny circled over the ancient world and then disappeared into the void.

Just wait for the true body of Guixuan Daozu to come, gather the luck of heaven and earth, and enjoy the name of Daozu!

As soon as the name of Daozu came out.

Hongjun, who was far away in the chaos, felt a tremor in his heart, as if something important was lost.

The words in his mouth couldn't help but stop.

The saints who were listening to the sermon felt suffocated, but because of what had happened before, no one dared to ask.

However, less than one-third of the sermon time had passed, so Hongjun had no choice but to complete the sermon first before doing anything else.

Except for Hou Tu, all the Twelve Ancestral Witches looked bored.

The ancient witch who did not have a primordial spirit could not understand the Taoism that Hongjun talked about at all.

Coming here is just to seize the holy position.

As for other living beings.

Except for the three thousand saints who came to listen to the teachings for the first time, everyone else only understood half of what was said. For the sake of the legendary sainthood, they suppressed their discomfort and sat cross-legged in the Zixiao Palace.

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"Since you want to maintain the operation of the Way of Heaven, but the Way of Heaven is so-called impartial, what will be the consequences if you, a saint, go against the Way of Heaven?"

"The Dao Ancestor has appeared, the general trend has not changed, from now on I am the Dao Ancestor, what will you do?"

Inside the North Sea, Yang Gui, who had returned to the Chaos Pearl, was thinking in his heart.

All the arrangements made before finally came in handy today.

The gourd of Mount Buzhou always falls into their respective sacred hands.

Yang Gui realized that this old guy seemed to have been maintaining something to achieve some purpose.

Perhaps using the Chaos Demon to complete the catastrophe is just the beginning.

Yang Gui was familiar with the general situation of the prehistoric world, and before Yang Mei Daxian left, he seemed to be hinting at something.

The Heavenly Court was born, the origin of the three days was missing, the Heaven was furious, and the divine thunder was circling, hidden and not emitted.

After the Three Pure Ones became saints, they established the Great Red Heaven, the Pure Wei Heaven, and the Yu Yu Heaven, which just completed the three days and made the thirty-six-day operation of the Heavenly Palace possible.

Nuwa created human beings to complete the human way; Houtu created reincarnation to complete the cycle of reincarnation.

It’s a pity that Zhen Yuanzi, although holding the Book of the Earth, has no chance to build a tunnel.

Even the Conferred God Tribulation is to complete the operation of the gods of heaven and earth.

As time goes by, the great way disappears and the way of heaven is completely revealed.

The ways that Hongjun talked about were all the ways of heaven, not the laws of the great way. This ancient and sacred being only knew the ways of heaven, but not the great way.

It is almost hopeless to transcend.

"You old fellow are so willing to give me all the laws of the Dao. You are fishing..."

Taking out the magic treasure of laws given by Hongjun, Yang Gui chuckled in his heart.

How could Hongjun guess that his comprehension was already at an incredible level, as long as he was given plenty of time.

With the laws of heaven as the foundation and several great laws in the body as the guide, sooner or later you will transcend the laws of heaven.

Now that he had the capital to fight against the saint, Yang Gui was not going to hide any longer.

It is true that he is a turtle, but that doesn't mean that turtles will just hide and allow others to plot against them.

The realm of the middle stage of Hunyuan Jinxian is far from that of a saint.

But his methods have already been tested on Hongjun.

Once the real body faces Hongjun, there is still no Hongjun who is in harmony with the Tao.

At this time he is just a saint, not the true way of heaven!

He took the path of comprehending countless laws, and integrating countless laws into himself.

Although his realm is low, it is still uncertain who is stronger in combat power compared to Hongjun, who was created by combining the three corpses into one and achieved the Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo.

And the purpose of seizing the title of "Taoist Ancestor" from Hongjun is just to delay the time for him to achieve harmony with Tao.

Stop Hongjun from entering the realm of Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian and Hedao.

Give yourself more time to develop.

It is also a step-by-step test of Hongjun's true purpose.

"In the chaos, the Chaos Demon God does not have the realm of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!"

Time passes in the vast land.

In the blink of an eye, Hongjun's sermon had come to an end.

"This lecture will last for 30,000 years. What I will be talking about is the path to becoming a quasi-saint. You should practice diligently after this."

Hongjun's voice was indifferent. He felt a headache when he saw the densely packed ancient sacred beings in Zixiao Palace.

Taoist Taiqing asked, "Teacher, are there any requirements for beheading the three corpses?"

His question made the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who were originally preparing to leave, a little unhappy.

The get out of class is over, why are you still staying after class?!

Hongjun looked at the other gods who also looked confused, and said slowly, "Good corpses, evil corpses, and ego corpses, only the innate spirits can be killed."

"If you want to kill the three corpses, you must use the innate spiritual treasure as a sustenance, as a support for the three corpses."

"It is best to have a spiritual treasure that is compatible with yourself. Once the three corpses are slashed out and united, you can achieve enlightenment!"

hiss! !

Hongjun's words shocked all the holy people present.

The purpose of beheading the three corpses is to purify one's heart, make oneself more in tune with the operation of heaven's way, and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth.

I didn't expect that the requirements for beheading the three corpses were so harsh that it actually required an innate spiritual treasure as a support.

You have to know that among the sacred beings present, except for those who are born with companion spiritual treasures, the others do not have any spiritual treasures on them.

What's more, to kill the three corpses one needs three innate spiritual treasures that suit oneself.

With so many spiritual treasures, where can these sacred beings find them?

In an instant, all the sacred beings began to tighten their pockets to prevent the spiritual treasures from leaking.

"Thank you teacher!"

"Thank you teacher!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, all the saints present looked respectful.

"This sermon will last for 30,000 years. The next sermon will be..."

Having said this, Hongjun paused.

He glanced at the dense crowd of innate sacred beings in front of him and said, "The next sermon will be held one Yuan later!"

"It is also the last time I will preach."

"I hope you will understand it carefully after you go back."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves.

All the holiness disappeared in the Zixiao Palace.

As for the so-called saintly position, Hongjun selectively forgot about it and did not even give others the opportunity to ask again.

The door of Zixiao Palace was closed, and Hongjun sat on the futon with a frown on his face. "The secrets of the universe are in chaos..."

Outside Zixiao Palace.

The three thousand saints and the other latecomers looked at each other.

Soon they were divided into various forces of varying sizes.

"Witch Clan!! It's time to settle the cause and effect in Zixiao Palace!"

The voices of Jie Yin and Zhunti were cold.

The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa also had gloomy expressions.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The twelve ancient witches were filled with powerful aura, causing the chaotic void to shake.

"You in the West can grab that seat, but our Ancestral Witch can't?"

"The position of the saint is held by you, but it is inherited by us Pangu. Can't we do it?!"

Di Jiang's voice was low, and the power of the law of space was concentrated in his body.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Fight!!"

The Demon Emperor Jiang, who had long been unable to bear it any longer, sacrificed the River Map and Luo Shu and prepared to take action.

But as soon as the River Map and Luo Shu appeared, the Time Ancestor Witch shouted, "This is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the spiritual treasure that the saints said could be used to kill the three corpses. Hurry and grab it!"

What? !

Di Jun was shocked.

When he looked around, he found that many gods were looking at the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand with greedy expressions.

Who said the witch clan is brainless!

Di Jun roared in his heart.

Faced with so many greedy eyes, even he, as the king of all monsters, felt tremendous pressure.

He couldn't help but quickly put away the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand.

Not only him, even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa and other sacred beings did not dare to reveal their spiritual treasures at will.

Once the method of beheading the three corpses is used, all innate spiritual treasures will become the object of competition among other divine beings.

Now everyone’s strength is about the same, facing the sacred beings of the same realm.

For those with a deep foundation, facing four or five people is extremely difficult.

Facing the countless Daluo Golden Immortals and even Taiyi Golden Immortals who are so densely packed in front of him.

No one dares to expose the spiritual treasure rashly.

Di Jiang laughed at this time, "Hehehe, you need spiritual treasures, but our Wu clan doesn't!"

"In close combat, my Wu clan has never been afraid of anyone! Fight!!"

boom! !

The laws of space were entangled, and Di Jiang's fist passed through the space and appeared beside Di Jun.

With one punch, Di Jun, who hadn't reacted yet, was thrown into chaos.

"beat!"

The twelve ancient witches came together.

Soon they were entangled in a fight with the demons, the void was shaking, and the sound was deafening.

Some ancient sacred beings were also involved.

The witch clan's close combat capabilities once again shocked the Honghuang Sacred Heart.

The good old man Hong Yun swallowed his saliva, pulled Zhen Yuanzi beside him and said, "Daoyou Zhen Yuan, this place is dangerous, let's go back to the Taoist temple quickly."

"Go! Go! If you don't leave now, you will be dragged in!"

Zhen Yuanzi responded quickly.

As he said that, he pulled the red cloud back to the prehistoric world. What holy position and magical treasure!

Now they just want to get out of this vortex as soon as possible.

Not only did they think so, some of the weaker Honghuang sacred beings had already hidden themselves, looking for opportunities to sneak into the Honghuang Taoist temple.

In the chaos, the power of various laws permeates, and the true fire of the sun burns the void.

The Taoist Taiqing, the Original Yuqing, and the Tongtian Shangqing; the Three Pure Ones watched the fight between the Witch Tribe and the Demon Tribe with gloomy and uncertain eyes.

Nuwa snorted coldly, "I will never let go of what I have done today!"

After saying that, he pulled Fuxi back to the prehistoric world.

The Wu clan was cunning, and there were other sacred beings around them who coveted other people's spiritual treasures. Nuwa did not dare to attack them casually, and could only remember them for the time being. Jie Yin and Zhunti had already joined the battle group.

The west is barren, and the two saints not only want to seek revenge from the witch clan in Zixiao Palace, but also want to take the opportunity to plunder the magic treasures of the monster clan.

Taoist Taiqing observed for a long time, and finally said in a deep voice, "Let's go too!"

"This is not the time to settle the cause and effect. We must settle it someday!"

How can Pangu's authentic face be slandered like this?

Yuqing Yuanshi secretly shot out a ray of immortal light, which fell on the Water Ancestor Wizard, and an inexplicable look emerged in his eyes.

Shang Qing Tong Tian showed his true colors and was not willing to endure this.

He immediately struck Zhurong, the ancestor of fire.

Zhu Rong, who was fighting fiercely, was knocked thousands of miles away. Just as he was about to look for the person who attacked him, he was besieged by the sacred beings of Honghuang again.

The Three Pure Ones then returned to the primitive world.

Only the demon clan, the witch clan and some ancient sacred beings with ulterior motives were left to fight in the chaos.

The leader of the male immortals, Dong Wanggong, wanted to join the fight and snatch the magic weapon, but he was worried that his own magic weapon would be stolen.

After much hesitation, I decided to leave.

"Brother, I sense an opportunity."

As soon as they entered the prehistoric land, Shangqing Tongtian suddenly said.

Taoist Taiqing paused, "I felt it too."

Then they all looked at Yuqing Yuanshi, and Yuanshi nodded, "Me too."

The Three Pure Ones followed the calling in their hearts and soon arrived at a corner of Mount Buzhou.

A great innate formation appeared before the Three Pure Ones.

Along with the appearance of the innate formation, Yang Gui's figure also appeared here.

"Senior Gui Xuan?"

Shangqing Tongtian was somewhat surprised, "You also sensed the opportunity here?"

That would be troublesome.

The three brothers felt that there was an opportunity here that was meant for them, and they didn't know what was inside this innate formation.

If Gui Xuan packed up everything and took it away like he did last time, there would be no share left for the three of them.

Yang Gui shook his head and said to Sanqing, "I came here to witness a split."

Split?

Sanqing felt puzzled.

Yang Gui ignored them. The innate restriction in his hand spread, and in a blink of an eye he broke through the innate formation in front of him.

The speed of breaking the formation was so fast that Shangqing Tongtian felt incredible.

He can easily break the innate formation. This person's level in the art of formation is simply top-notch!
The next second, he felt a call.

I saw that the innate formation was broken.

A green lotus blooms in the formation, emitting an endless sense of creation.

The green lotus blooms with all its features, and the most precious treasure shows the power of heaven.

"Twenty-fourth-grade Creation Green Lotus!"

Shangqing Tongtian exclaimed.

The blooming lotus symbolizes the creation of heaven and earth and its endless cycle.

Twenty-four kinds of flowers bloom, creation is endless, and the rhythm of Tao rises.

This is a lotus seed that was bred from the thirty-sixth-grade green lotus of creation, but its gestation process was interrupted and it fell into the wilderness.

I didn’t expect it to be born here!
boom!
The twenty-fourth level of the Green Lotus of Creation was born, which was not tolerated by the Heavenly Way.

The thunder of destruction was brewing in the sky, and the Three Pure Ones were shocked.

Shangqing Tongtian couldn't help but ask, "Senior, the twenty-fourth-grade Creation Azure Lotus has no merits, and the Heavenly Dao wants to destroy it. What should we do?"

Yang Gui chuckled, "The green lotus is divided into three, and destiny is shattered. If you don't come out now, when will you come out?"

boom!
A word is like a blessing to the soul.

Taoist Taiqing took a step forward and whispered, "Lotus!"

The blue lotus with twenty-four petals blossomed, and the lotus fell into the hands of Taoist Taiqing and turned into a coiled dragon crutch.

The ultimate innate spiritual treasure!

Yuqing Yuanshi stepped forward and whispered, "White Ox!"

The lotus root of Qinglian turned into the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi and was put into the arms of Yuqing Yuanshi.

Another top-grade innate spiritual treasure!
Shangqing Tongtian stepped forward again, "Green Lotus Leaf!"

The lotus leaf of Qinglian turned into Qingping Sword, which he placed on his waist.

"Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the Three Pure Ones are actually one family!"

Yang Gui suddenly said, "Hahaha, so divisive, so divisive!"

"I wonder if the friendship between you three brothers will be like this green lotus, difficult to heal after being split apart."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the twenty-fourth-grade green lotus root that had not yet dissipated was collected by him and placed into the Chaos Pearl.

The roots of the green lotus take root in chaos, just like returning to the mother's arms.

The roots that are about to die and be destroyed are breathing in and out the air of chaos, with a faint sign of revival.

Taoist Taiqing's eyes narrowed, "Senior Guixuan, what do you mean by this?"

Yang Gui shook his head, "You can experience it for yourself."

After saying this, he took a step and disappeared from the sight of the Three Pure Ones.

Yuanshi opened his mouth and said, "Brother, this..."

Tongtian also looked confused.

Taoist Taiqing looked at his two younger brothers and felt a little bad. "Perhaps Senior Guixuan wants to remind us that we should never split up."

Then he began to change the subject, "The way to the quasi-saint has been passed down by the saint, and we have obtained the spiritual treasure, so it is time for us to enter the quasi-saint realm!"

After saying this, regardless of the puzzled expressions of his two younger brothers, he turned back to Kunlun Mountain first.

Yang Gui walked in the wilderness and looked up at the chaotic void.

The fighting there continues.

The struggle between wizards and liches and the greed for spiritual treasures made these ancient sacred gods have different thoughts. They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity and were reluctant to leave the chaos.

But the lion is just wasting time.

Three sermons, each lasting thirty thousand years, with an interval of ten thousand years.

Three thousand years of preparation, and the remaining time is for these ancient sacred beings to fight and break through.

Twelve hundred and ninety-six hundred years, the time of one Yuanhui, is like creating a fairyland of one's own.

Let the immortal path flourish and bear fruit in the ancient world.

Hongjun's preaching speed was too fast, and it was somewhat different from what he remembered.

Three thousand years later, a vast voice was heard from the East China Sea.

"I am the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the saint, the Lord of the East. I have established an immortal court on the Penglai Island in the East China Sea. I use the innate spiritual treasure Dragon Head to suppress the destiny! I have established the order of the prehistoric world, and I hope that the way of heaven will bear witness to it!"

boom!
A surge of extremely yang force suddenly burst out, and the merits of the way of heaven descended from the sky.

This is the recognition of the Heavenly Dao to the King of the East.

As soon as the Immortal Court appeared, all the sacred beings in the ancient world were in an uproar.

Apart from the weak prehistoric creatures who were gathering together and heading to the Immortal Palace, some powerful gods were all unhappy.

Establishing the Immortal Court with the title of the chief male immortal means suppressing half of the immortals and gods in the prehistoric world.

Step on them to get to the top.

Even Yang Gui frowned.

He felt a trace of his luck leaving his body and flying towards the east.

He just pointed his finger, and the luck that was flying away from his body was pulled back.

"Dong Wanggong is really courting death."

No wonder he was the first one to be killed by Di Jun.

As an emperor, as a sacred person.

How can we tolerate others trampling on our dignity?

This is not just a battle of luck, but also a question of dignity.

If it weren't for the pressure from the ancient saint Hongjun, some ancient saints would have killed Dong Wanggong long ago.

"I wonder how the East King is doing with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

Yang Gui narrowed his eyes and flew towards the East China Sea.

Penglai in the East China Sea, the fairy light is dazzling.

The leader of the male immortals, Dong Wanggong, holds the innate spiritual treasure, the dragon-head crutch, floating in the void, emitting endless holy light and looking high-spirited.

It echoes with a fairy island billions of miles in size below.

The fairy island that Dong Wanggong has been waiting for tens of thousands of years has finally come into the world!
On the fairy island, countless immortals bowed and congratulated each other; spiritual birds were flying in the sky.

"Congratulations to the Immortal Court!"

"Congratulations, Lord Dong!"

The vast sound resounded throughout the wilderness.

Nine heavens above Mount Buzhou, the demon emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked gloomy as they sensed the changes in the destiny of heaven and earth.

"How dare the Lord of the East!"

Taiyi was full of domineering aura and looked towards the east angrily.

The imperial aura of Emperor Jun spread throughout his body, and golden light flowed in his eyes.

Below is Bei Ming Kunpeng, one of the ten great demon saints!

After the second lecture, under the persuasion of Di Jun, Kunpeng decided to join the Heavenly Court and take on the position of demon master.

Dong Wanggong's establishment of the Immortal Palace was undoubtedly intended to divide the destiny of the Heavenly Palace.

I don’t know how many scattered immortals from the Yi tribe who did not join the demon tribe fled to Penglai in the East China Sea.

How can this be tolerated.

Di Jun clenched his fist and said in a cold voice, "Let him be arrogant for a while. When we step into the realm of quasi-saints, we will make him a mess!"

As an emperor, a single move can affect the entire body.

Every move is as powerful as thunder, completely destroying the enemy!
"The path to becoming a quasi-saint has been clearly stated by the saints. Currently, 90% of the great saints are in seclusion in order to enter the quasi-saint realm. We cannot fall behind."

As he spoke, Di Jun seemed to have thought of something and looked at Bai Ze, "The Taoist ancestor Gui Xuan has been preaching for 10,000 years. In the prehistoric world, the number of Golden Immortals and Taiyi has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and powerful people have emerged in large numbers. We must recruit as many as possible to strengthen the foundation of our Heavenly Court!"

Bai Ze nodded, "Yes!"

Donghuang Taiyi was born and said, "Brother, Guixuan did this, I wonder what the one in the chaos should do?"

The saint gave three lectures, preaching to the ancient times.

Isn't it just a fight for the title of Taoist Ancestor?

Now he is suddenly intercepted by Gui Xuan. If that person knows about it, the power of the saint will descend and the sky will collapse and the earth will split.

Di Jun said calmly, "What does this have to do with us?"

"As long as the fight between the two of them does not affect our hegemony, isn't it a good thing for us?"

"The more powerful people there are in the prehistoric world, the stronger the foundation of my Heavenly Court will be."

"As for the others, who has gone to Chaos to report it? The law does not punish everyone. Besides, under the general trend of heaven and earth, who says there can only be one Dao Ancestor?"

"Ten thousand paths contend with each other, under the path of heaven, my demon race strives hard to cross over, and we will eventually transcend."

(End of this chapter)