sinovels Chapter 34 Hongjun Divides the Treasure
Chapter 34 Hongjun Divides the Treasure
Chapter 34 Hongjun Divides the Treasure
Inside the Zixiao Palace, Taoist chants flowed, and the melodious sounds of golden bells and jade chimes lingered endlessly.
Three thousand worldly travelers had already taken their seats cross-legged according to the established order, holding their breath and concentrating, afraid of missing this last opportunity to listen to the sage's teachings.
On the high platform, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the void, surrounded by the profound and unfathomable laws of the Heavenly Dao.
His words flowed like lotus blossoms, and this time he spoke of the supreme way of the sage.
"A sage is one who governs the universe, endures countless eons without being diminished, and remains untainted by cause and effect. He is eternally present with Heaven and coexists with the Dao."
"Below the sage, all are but ants."
"If one does not attain the Primordial Chaos Realm, even with boundless magical power, one will still be unable to escape annihilation when the great calamity arrives."
The way of the sage is extremely obscure and profound.
Compared to the previous two times, the Great Luo Path and the Quasi-Saint Path, this time, even the Quasi-Saints present were completely confused and their brows were furrowed.
Only those few people on the front row of prayer mats, because they occupied a naturally advantageous position and were closest to the Dao Ancestor, could hear the most clearly.
Kunpeng sat at the head of the table, while the White Lotus Daoist in the Niwan Palace emitted a pure divine light, helping him to deduce the secrets of heaven.
Although he was not a direct disciple of Hongjun, with his profound background and comprehension, coupled with his foundation that integrated multiple laws such as Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and killing, he was able to understand about 60-70% of the way of the sage.
Time flies, and three thousand years is but a fleeting moment in the chaos.
As the last Dao rune dissipated into the void, the voice of Dao Ancestor Hongjun abruptly ceased.
"When the three thousand years are up, the sermon will end."
Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, and those indifferent eyes seemed to contain the scene of the birth and death of the universe.
The cultivators below were greatly alarmed and immediately kowtowed, saying, "Teacher, please have mercy and tell us another part!"
Hongjun shook his head slightly, his expression calm: "I obtained the Jade Tablet of Creation, and followed the Way of Heaven to educate all living beings. Now that I have completed my three sermons, my merits are fulfilled, and I will soon merge with the Dao to mend the incompleteness of the Way of Heaven."
"After merging with the Dao, Hongjun became the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao no longer became Hongjun."
"From this point on, unless the overall situation changes drastically, Hongjun will not appear."
Upon hearing this, a somber and solemn atmosphere immediately filled the Zixiao Palace.
A sage who aligns with the Dao—what immense perseverance and compassion that requires!
However, before everyone could recover from their grief, Hongjun's next words made everyone's heart skip a beat.
"However, before I attain the Dao, I must clarify my own karma, accept disciples and distribute treasures, so as to determine the fate of the Xuanmen."
Taking on apprentices! Sharing the spoils!
These four words, like a thunderclap from the heavens, instantly resounded in everyone's ears.
Everyone knows that becoming a disciple of the Dao Ancestor means having a sliver of possibility of attaining sainthood! This is the supreme opportunity that all living beings in the primordial world dream of!
In an instant, everyone's gaze turned fiery as they stared intently at the Dao Ancestor on the high platform.
Those on the six prayer cushions in the front row, in particular, held their breath in tension.
Hongjun's gaze swept over Kunpeng, who was sitting in the first seat, and landed on the second, third, and fourth prayer mats.
"Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian".
Hongjun's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable majesty: "The three of you are the three parts of the primordial spirit of the Great God Pangu, possessing the great merit of creating the world, and are the true descendants of Pangu."
"They will enjoy great fortune and great destiny."
"Today, I accept you three as my personal disciples and bestow upon each of you a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi as the foundation for your attainment of Dao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, three streams of purple energy, imbued with the supreme laws of the Great Dao, flew out from Hongjun's hand and instantly entered the purple mansion between the eyebrows of the Three Pure Ones.
"Disciple greets Master!"
The Three Pure Ones were overjoyed and immediately rose from their seats to perform the grand ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows before Hongjun.
Especially Yuanshi Tianzun, after getting up, he deliberately glanced triumphantly at the chief Kunpeng, as if to say: So what if you took the chief seat? How can you, a creature born from moisture and eggs, reverse the destiny of the true Pangu lineage?
Hongjun nodded slightly, and with a flick of his hand, a Taiji diagram scroll radiating Yin and Yang energies and flowing with the words of the Great Dao appeared in his hand.
"Laozi, you are the senior disciple of the Xuanmen sect, with a tranquil and inactive nature. This is one of the three treasures of creation, the innate supreme treasure Taiji Diagram. It possesses the power to pacify earth, water, fire, and wind, transform yin and yang and the five elements, and can even suppress the fortune of major sects. Therefore, I bestow it upon you for self-defense."
"Thank you, teacher!" Lao Tzu accepted the Tai Chi diagram with both hands, his beard trembling slightly with excitement.
Immediately afterwards, Hongjun took out a large banner that emitted endless chaotic sword energy.
"Yuanshi, you follow the will of Heaven and elucidate the secrets of Heaven. This is one of the three treasures of creation, the innate supreme treasure Pangu Banner. It possesses the supreme offensive power to tear apart chaos and shatter spacetime. It is the number one single-target attack treasure in the primordial world. I bestow it upon you to suppress destiny."
"Disciple thanks Master!" Yuanshi Tianzun accepted the Pangu Banner, feeling a surge of domineering pride.
Finally, Hongjun looked at Tongtian and took out a formation diagram and four murderous divine swords.
"Tongtian, you are fierce and ruthless, and you are good at killing. This is the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was once a treasure of the Demon Ancestor Luo. I later obtained it and used it to suppress the Western fortune."
"This formation consists of the four swords Zhuxian, Luxian, Xianxian, and Juexian, along with the Zhuxian Formation Diagram."
"As the formation diagram unfolds, a murderous aura soars to the heavens. It is neither copper, nor iron, nor steel; it was once hidden beneath Mount Sumeru. Without the reversal of Yin and Yang, how could it lack the tempering of water and fire to forge its sharpness?"
"Once this formation is established, it cannot be broken by any but the Four Sages! I bestow upon you this treasure as a guardian of your path; remember to use it with utmost care."
"It cannot be defeated without the Four Sages?!"
These words shocked everyone present.
Such high praise is simply astonishing!
The Master of Heaven was overjoyed and quickly accepted the sword formation: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure upon me! I will certainly make good use of it!"
After settling the Three Pure Ones, Hongjun turned his gaze to Nuwa on the fifth prayer mat.
"Nuwa".
"Your disciple is here," Nuwa replied respectfully.
"Although you do not possess the primordial spirit of Pangu, you are endowed with a great destiny, and in the future you will have the great merit of mending the heavens and creating humankind."
"I will accept you as my last disciple and bestow upon you a wisp of Primordial Purple Qi."
"I bestow upon you these supreme innate spiritual treasures, the Red Embroidered Ball and the Map of Mountains and Rivers. One governs marriage, the other destiny, and both can stabilize fate."
"Thank you, teacher!" Nuwa accepted the treasure and the purple aura, and the weight in her heart was finally lifted.
At this time, of the six seats in the front row, only Kunpeng in the first seat and Jieyin and Zhunti in the last seat were still undecided.
Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, and a deep sorrow welled up within them.
"Teacher! You must have pity on the West!"
"Our West is barren, and all beings suffer. We beg the teacher for mercy and to accept us!"
The two once again unleashed their renowned, heart-wrenching crying technique, their sobs so piercing that they moved listeners to tears.
Hongjun looked at the two of them, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were helpless.
"That's enough."
"There are indeed unresolved karmic issues in the West. Jieyin and Zhunti, although you two are not from the orthodox lineage of our Xuanmen, you possess great perseverance and wisdom."
"I will then accept you two as my nominal disciples and bestow upon each of you a strand of Primordial Purple Qi."
"This twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit and the blessed vajra are hereby bestowed upon you two to suppress the Western fortune."
Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti immediately stopped crying and started laughing. Although they were only nominal disciples and could not compare to the direct disciples of the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, they still had the foundation for becoming saints, the Primordial Purple Qi, and had even obtained a supreme treasure!
"Thank you so much, teacher! The West will never forget your great kindness!"
At this point, five of the six primordial purple energies had been dissipated.
The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti all gained something.
The entire Zixiao Palace fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
All eyes turned to Kunpeng, the Taoist priest in green robes who sat at the head of the table and had remained silent until now.
Logically speaking, Kunpeng should be the eldest brother, sitting in the first position.
But now, they've accepted the second through sixth positions, leaving him, the "first seat," out in the cold.
The implications of this are truly intriguing.
A sneer of schadenfreude curled at the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth, and a hint of pleasure flashed in Zhunti's eyes as well.
So what if we seize the top seat?
If the Dao Ancestor doesn't acknowledge you, you're ultimately an outsider!
On the high platform, the gaze of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun finally fell upon Kunpeng.
For the first time, a very complex expression flashed in those eyes that were usually calm and still.
There was surprise, regret, and a hint of apprehension about the uncertainties.
"Kunpeng".
Hongjun finally spoke.
"Disciple is here."
Kunpeng stood up, his expression calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant. Even in the face of this awkward situation, he maintained the composure and demeanor befitting a demon ancestor.
Hongjun gave him a deep look and slowly said, "You are an extraordinary being in the world."
"Although he was blessed with great fortune and merit, he also created demonic script and established a demonic sect, showing the demeanor of a grandmaster."
"However—there is no master-disciple relationship between you and me."
These words were like a bucket of ice water being poured over someone.
A low murmur of discussion immediately arose within the Zixiao Palace.
really!
The Dao Ancestor directly refused!
"No master-disciple relationship, huh?"
Kunpeng felt a little disappointed upon hearing this, but he wasn't too surprised.
He was, after all, a time traveler, a variable.
What Heavenly Dao Hongjun desires is stability and following a set procedure.
If I, this variable, were to become the chief disciple of the Xuanmen, I fear the very course of Heaven would be thrown into chaos.
"Disciple understands."
Kunpeng bowed slightly, his expression calm, showing neither anger nor the tearful pleading of Jieyin and Zhunti.
This temperament actually earned Hongjun's high regard.
"but----"
Hongjun changed the subject, his tone carrying a strange undertone: "The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one has been omitted."
"Since you have been able to sit in this seat by your own good fortune and have received my teachings for three thousand years, this is the sliver of life you have won."
"Although I cannot accept you as my disciple, since you are in the first position, and I am in accordance with the Way of Heaven, I should reward and punish you fairly and not let you leave empty-handed."
Having said that, Hongjun stretched out his right hand and gently grasped at the void.
"Buzz—!!!"
An aura of destruction, even more terrifying, ferocious, and chilling than when the Pangu Banner appeared, instantly filled the entire Zixiao Palace!
Faced with this aura, even the innate treasures in the hands of the Three Pure Ones trembled with unease.
A long spear, entirely black and swirling with endless chaotic demonic energy and Dao killing patterns, slowly appeared in Hongjun's hand.
"This—this is—"
The Tongtian Sect Leader's pupils dilated violently as he stared intently at the long spear, his Qingping Sword trembling slightly in his hand.
"This is the weapon of the Demon Ancestor Rahu—the God-Slaying Spear!"
Hongjun spoke calmly, revealing the origin of this deadly weapon.
"This spear was formed from the root of the Chaos Green Lotus, absorbing the endless malevolent energy within the chaos."
"It doesn't belong to the category of innate supreme treasures, yet it possesses destructive power surpassing that of innate supreme treasures!"
"It specifically targets the primordial spirit of saints, ignoring all defensive treasures; it is the most lethal weapon in the world!"
"During the war between the Dao and the Demon, this spear once wounded my physical body. Later, I suppressed it deep within the Zixiao Palace to cleanse my demonic nature."
Hongjun looked at Kunpeng, his eyes flashing with a sharp light: "Kunpeng, you possess the power of killing, destruction, and devouring, and you are decisive in killing and resolute in your character."
"In this vast wilderness, only you can wield this ferocious weapon without being devoured by it."
"Today, though I will not accept you as my disciple, I will not bestow upon you the Primordial Purple Qi."
"But this god-slaying spear is bestowed upon you as compensation for your position as the chief, to protect you!"