Chapter 127 Lighting the Lamp: I Really Want to Improve
Chapter 127 Lighting the Lamp: I Really Want to Improve
Chapter 127 Lighting the Lamp: I Really Want to Improve
Mingxuan was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal. On the day the Ming Clan was born, Mingxuan was also given a name by the Styx River. Therefore, in the prehistoric world, all the great powers could know Mingxuan's name with just a little deduction. Mingxuan was not surprised that the Taoist in front of him knew his name in one breath.
"I am Ran Deng, and I once listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace. Today I have come to the Blood Sea to pay my respects to this virtuous person who has made great contributions." Ran Deng's cultivation was far superior to Ming Xuan's, but he was not arrogant. He even condescended to address Ming Xuan as a fellow Daoist, which made Ming Xuan's expression soften slightly and less cold.
"Senior and Father God listened to the Dao together in Zixiao Palace. I dare not address you as a fellow Daoist. Senior, have you come to the Blood Sea to visit Father God?"
"But Father God is not in the Blood Sea now, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, senior." Mingxuan looked at Randeng and said politely.
In terms of cultivation, Randeng is definitely above Mingxuan now. Even though Mingxuan was formed from the essence of the Styx River and was born from the Pangu Temple, and his primordial spirit and physical body were both at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, as Randeng himself said, he had listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace. Even though he hardly understood the third lecture, he had listened to the first and second lectures.
However, in terms of identity, status, and potential, Randeng cannot compare to Mingxuan.
Even the original Dipankara Buddha, the only period in his life that could rival the current Mingxuan Buddha was when he switched from the Chan Sect to the Western Sect. But that period didn't last long at all. Before he could fully display his abilities as the current Buddha, he became the Buddha of the past again because of the methods of the Taiqing Sage.
Randeng understood this, but looking at Mingxuan, who was treating him with great courtesy, Randeng smiled.
Even with such a disparity, as long as Randeng maintains the right attitude and mindset, Mingxuan will still treat him with respect.
It's the same principle as when Randeng joined the Chan Sect in the original prehistoric world, wanting to become Yuanshi's disciple. His cultivation at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm was a great power in the outside world, but it was not enough in front of the top powerhouses in the prehistoric world. However, even if they didn't care about him, they still had to care about the Dao Ancestor.
They also had to consider the "friendship" they had shared when they listened to the teachings together at Zixiao Palace!
Therefore, Yuanshi Tianzun could not accept Randeng as his disciple, but he could not turn away a powerful figure who came to join him, since accepting him into his sect would be a stroke of good fortune.
Moreover, after accepting him into the sect, one cannot mistreat him. After all, humiliating a powerful figure who is also listening to the Dao in Zixiao Palace would inevitably be seen as disrespectful to the Dao Ancestor.
For the original Randeng, the Chan Sect was the best place to pledge allegiance, but for the current Randeng, the best place to pledge allegiance is of course Styx. Look at the Netherworld Blood Sea now, which has already achieved some prosperity. And look at Fellow Daoist Styx, who can roam the prehistoric world with ease, whether in terms of cultivation or planning.
If nothing unexpected happens, Styx will be the first great being to attain sainthood, and at that time, Blood Sea will be a powerful force protected by a saint!
I desperately want to improve! Especially when my boss is a powerful being like Styx. That's what Ran Deng thought.
As for Mingxuan's statement that Styx was not in the Netherworld Blood Sea, Randeng did not doubt it. After all, given Styx's cultivation and status, there was no need for him to make excuses.
Back when they were listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, they were all just Great Luo Golden Immortals. Now, Styx's cultivation has reached the "Supreme Saint" realm (according to legends of the prehistoric era), while he is still just a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Such a situation is truly lamentable.
However—seeking refuge in the River Styx is no easy task.
For some reason, perhaps due to the vast difference in their cultivation levels, Randeng could not deduce the exact location of the Styx River no matter how he tried. Putting aside everything else, the Styx River people would have to be in the Blood Sea for them to accept his surrender!
"It's alright, it's alright. Fellow Daoist Styx is not here, I will come another day." Ran Deng looked at Ming Xuan in front of him and the black blood ancient ship with murderous aura under his feet, thought to himself "Impressive", and then left.
"Fellow Daoist Styx, you are truly amazing!" Randeng thought to himself.
He also had some understanding of weapon crafting techniques; in other words, all three thousand guests of Zixiao were skilled in alchemy.
The only difference is that the Three Pure Ones are particularly skilled in weapon crafting techniques.
He could tell that the black blood ancient ship under Ming Xuan's feet was an extremely powerful acquired spiritual treasure, which to some extent reflected the Styx River's methods.
Even he felt uneasy at first glance at that murderous, black-blooded ancient ship, unaware of how the Styx River had forged such a terrifying acquired spiritual treasure.
Forget it, forget it, let's come another day. Today, I'll just make a good impression on Styx's subordinates.
On the other hand, Zhunti set off and arrived at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
It can be said that the Styx's entry into the Pangu Temple and even its expulsion of the Ancestral Witches caused great alarm to the Witch Clan.
Although the Wu tribe had expanded its territory in recent times, resulting in a significant decrease in the number of Wu tribes on Buzhou Mountain, Houtu's tribe was located on Buzhou Mountain, and at this moment, Houtu was in her own tribe.
"That blood—that Taoist, stop! This is the sacred ground of our Wu tribe. Our ancestral witch Houtu is here. Do not go any further." The great witch Houyi frowned as he looked at Zhunti, who was heading towards the tribe.
He initially intended to call it "blood food," but considering the Styx's methods, what if... what if the newcomer was also like the Styx—
Is He Na so formidable?
"Oh, so it's the Great Witch Hou Yi. I am Zhunti Daoist from Mount Sumeru in the West. In Zixiao Palace, I also listened to the Dao with the other Ancestral Witches."
"I've come here today to discuss a great matter with Fellow Daoist Houtu, and I'll need to trouble the Great Shaman to introduce me," Zhunti said, waving his hand at Houyi.
"You also have a grand ambition?" Hou Yi looked at Zhunti before him, his expression skeptical, but then he thought of everything the Styx River had brought to their Wu tribe—
After the arrival of the Styx River, the Wu Clan was able to combine themselves with the earth's veins, greatly increasing their speed of absorbing malevolent energy to temper themselves, which visibly elevated their status.
After the ancestral witches established the four seasons and the heavenly tribulation, the eyes of those weak creatures looking at them held something more than fear and awe. It could be said that the Styx River was a good thing!
And the Styx River also became the shaman of their witch clan.
What if this is another wizard?
"I will go and inform the Ancestral Witch Houtu. Please wait a moment." Houyi calmly returned to the tribe and informed Houtu of everything that had happened.
"Zhunti, what's he doing here?" Houtu asked, looking at Houyi with some confusion.
Houtu's first impression of Zhunti was that of a shameless scoundrel who used underhanded means to steal the seats of Hongyun and Kunpeng in Zixiao Palace and refused to accept any reward.
What great achievements could he possibly have?
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