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Chapter 3 - 3rd sermon and 8 purple qi

"The Zixiao Palace is now open! Please enter!" Haotian and Yaochi stood at the gate of the magnificent Zixiao Palace, welcoming the arrival of the esteemed guests. With warm smiles and nods, they greeted Sanqing as they approached.

Sanqing entered the palace, followed by a stream of gods, demons, and monks, all making their way into the realm of Chaos. Fuxi, Nuwa, Houtu, Emperor Taiyi, Zhunti, Yin, Hongyun zhen Yuanzi, and others arrived swiftly. After searching through the chaotic world for decades, they finally reached the golden bridge and stood before the gates of the Zixiao Palace.

"Welcome to the Purple Heaven Palace! Please come in," Haotian announced.

With a quick glance at Haotian and Yaochi, the gods and demons proceeded into the palace, finding their designated seats in the main hall.

As time passed, more quasi-sages and powerful gods and demons arrived, each taking their respective places. Tongtian observed the gathering, noting the presence of both seasoned veterans and newcomers, recognizing the significance of this moment.

And so, after three hundred years, all three thousand attendees had assembled within the Zixiao Palace. The golden bridge had returned, and Haotian and Yaochi closed the palace gates before joining everyone in the main hall. Standing on either side of the elevated platform, they prepared for the momentous occasion about to unfold.

Haotian glanced over, but it was three thousand, and he nodded slightly.

In the next instant, my heart shook, and he said loudly, "Silent, my lord is here!"

Before the sound of, I saw the high platform, the energetic air appeared, and the laws of the avenue were vertical and horizontal and gradually outlined a figure, it was Daozu Hongjun.

After a few breaths of silence, he said, "This sermon is for the third sermon and the last sermon, with a period of 30,000 years. The sermon this time is for Hunyuan, the saint. The way, wait and it sounds so good!"

As for the other gods and demons, he also closed his eyes at this time, ready to listen to the voice of Daozu.

"The avenue was originally without squares and bodies, and it was too empty. It is also for those who cannot be said or named. The strong name is emptiness, nature, and unevenness..."

As Hongjun Taoist ancestor opened the avenue, the sound of the avenue suddenly sounded in the main hall of the Zixiao Palace, the lingering sound curled up in the ears, and it was so drunk, and the spirit platform was clear and bright.

This time Hongjun Taoist ancestor is talking about the Tao of Hunyuan and the sage. The essence and principle of this dao are not easy to understand. If it is not for the realm of quasi-sage, it is difficult to hear a few sentences at all. As for understanding, it is even more difficult to understand. Difficult.

Taishang is consummated. At this time, the brows are frowning, and the degree of understanding is also unpleasant. At this time, it is good to be able to understand 50 to 60% of the 10%.

As for Yuanshi and Tongtian, it is estimated to be about 30% at this time, and Nuwa and Jiuying have heard 20-30% at this time. Zhunti and Hongyun and Dijun are only one or two completed. Zhunti is better, Dijun and Hongyun, but It is a bit less understanding than him.

Although it sounds obscure, it's good to be able to understand a little bit. After all, what I'm talking about at this time is related to the level of Hunyuan and Sage, which is not so easy to understand.

In addition to them, those gods, demons, and monks sitting behind listening to the Tao, if their cultivation reaches the quasi-sage state, they can still hear a little. Those whose cultivation bases were still in the realm of Daluo didn't hear a word.

But it's not to blame them This Hunyuan and Sage's Dao Zhili and Dao Essence were not prepared for them at all, so if you can hear some of them, just look at their own. Good luck.

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"Then it is said that it is emptiness, that is, it is real; it is that nothing is that there is; it is that it is natural, that is, it should have a cause; it is that it is not seen, but the yuan is already born, and the Tao is born..."

"Dao begets one, one life is two, two begets three, three are metamorphosed, and even nine Xuan, from nine back to one, it is Tao Zhen..."

"Yangqing became heaven, condensed into the earth, the middle man, the three are divided into judgments, all things are born, the sun and the moon are illuminated, the five genera call names, and they are also saints. The three are born in the origin of the three qi, at the beginning of the vitality, Extremely Wuji, Hunyuan Wuji also..."

Hongjun Taoist ancestors continued to explain, and the visions of preaching continued to emerge. In the main hall of the Zixiao Palace, the atmosphere of the avenue was vast, the spiritual energy was condensed, the golden lotus was springing from the earth, the purple gas came east, and the vision of preaching was in the hall. Constantly emerging.

In an instant, One thousand years have passed.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun continued to explain, the gods and demons, and monks in the Zixiao Palace were also listening carefully at this time. Listening is one thing, whether you can hear it is one thing, whether you can understand it, or not. It's all over.

At this time, apart from the six in the first row, only Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Houtu, and Kun Peng can still hear a little bit. As for the other quasi-sages, they understand more at least.

So, another One thousand years passed quietly.

So, after 500 years, the Taoist Taoist Taoist Hongjun talked more deeply. It was in the first row. At this time, apart from Sanqing, it was already somewhat difficult for the others to keep up.

So, after another 250 years, Taishang could no longer understand anything. At this time, he began to write down what Dao ancestors said, while digesting what he had understood before, constantly confirming and improving his own Dao perception and control of Dao principles.

Yuanshi and Tongtian, as early as five thousand years ago, they had already cultivated themselves and digested the auditory tract.

Hun Yuan, the way of saints has reached this point. They can no longer understand anything. They are too good to understand, let alone them. Now that they can understand this, they are already very satisfied. Up.

As for the others, just let it go.

...

After 100 years, Hongjun Daozu finally explained Hunyuan and the way of saints to the point where he is now.

In the following 150 years, he ignored these gods and demons. Whether the monks could comprehend them, he explained all the essence and principles of these great principles. Whether he could understand the mysteries or not depends on their own good fortune.

Hongjun Daozu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept over several people in the first row, nodded slightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed across his face.

As for the gods and demons behind them, there are many who are quite satisfied with him, such as Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Houtu, etc., who have improved more and understood more.

"Boom!"

Hongjun Daozu lightly waved his hand, a great road bell sounded, all mystery stopped abruptly, and the thoughts of the three thousand gods and demons were disconnected, and they all came to sober, and their eyes focused on him.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun glanced at them, and then said, "Under the heavenly path, the saints should follow the heavenly path, with the primordial spirit entrusting them on the heavenly path, immortal and immortal, in the calamity, if you are not a saint, you will all fall. Possibly, there are ants under the saints!"

Hearing this, the gods and demons are in an uproar!

Unsanctified are the ants This shows that as long as the heavenly realm is immortal, they are the supreme existence in the primordial realm except the heavenly realm.

They are unwilling to become ants, but the road to sanctification is as difficult as reaching the sky. Even if the 'Road of the Three Corpses' is a shortcut, it's still extremely difficult to get to the point of being a saint.

Zhun mentioned that there was a tumbling in his heart, saint, immortal, the top existence in the predicament, it is impossible to say that he does not want to be holy.

Although he knows that sanctification is extremely difficult since he has come here, he has listened to Dao three times, and now he has heard Dao Zu say this again. If there is no guesswork, it would be impossible.

"I don't know if there is a holy place under the teacher?"

After thinking for a while, Zhunzi asked Hongjun Daozu after a salute.

Hearing that, the eyes of the gods and demons are all focused on Daozu Hongjun, this is the most critical issue.

"The poor Dao palms the jade butterfly comprehends the way of the saint, and opens the Dao in the Zixiao Palace. Now he is about to complete his merits, and the poor Dao should fit his body to fill the lack of the heavenly path. However, under the door of the poor Dao, it is Keep the holy place..."

Hongjun Daozu glanced at him and slowly spoke.

"I don't know who can get the holy position of teacher?" Hong Yun stood up and arched his hands.

Hearing this, a few of the gods and demons frowned slightly, such as Kun Peng. At this time, there was a trace of guessing in their hearts.

At this time, Hongjun said, "If you want to become a saint, you need to obtain the foundation of the great avenue. This is the grand purple qi, and a grand purple qi represents a holy position. Under the heavenly way, in the hands of the poor Dao, there is 8 purple qi. ..."

Hongjun Daozu said, turning over his hands, and seven Hongmeng purple qi appeared in his hands, but they were the foundation of the great avenue.

Zixiao Palace, above the main hall.

The gods and demons looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Daozu Hongjun's hands, and their eyes lit up.

A purple qi and a saint, these are the eight saints. Although I don't know who will fall into the hands of someone, I don't have a chance. It depends on my good fortune.

Hongjun Daozu gazed intently and finally fixed his gaze upon Fate's body. He uttered, "I am indebted with only 7 purple qi. The eighth purple qi was bestowed upon Fate by the avenue and the heavenly way, making it uniquely his. You cannot claim it."

Following his words, a stream of purple qi descended upon the 36 purple lotus situated behind Hongjun.

Hongjun Daozu directed his gaze toward the esteemed Sanqing. "Sanqing, divine embodiments of Pangu's essence, you are entrusted with the three sacred purple qi, and you can become a saint."

As his words echoed through the zixao palace, three resplendent surges of purple qi descended gracefully upon each of the Sanqing, enveloping them in a radiant aura, symbolizing their divine authority and becoming a disciple of Hongjun.

Hongjun Daozu, filled with profound satisfaction, witnessed the Sanqing adorned with the majestic purple qi, a testament to their esteemed positions as the authentic manifestations of Pangu Yuanshen.

The gods and demons were shocked by the words of Hongjun's Taoist ancestor just now and even went to three Hongmeng Purple Qi at this time.

At that moment, Hongjun Daozu's gaze gently landed on Nuwa, drawing her attention. A glimmer of light illuminated her beautiful eyes, while behind her, Fu Xi's countenance revealed a hint of joy.

Irrespective of possessing the grandiose and purple qi, Nuwa's heart yearned for its acceptance by the Taoist ancestor, as it would mark the pinnacle of her ascent within the vast cosmos. In this way, Nuwa could stand atop the apex of the Great Famine, attaining unparalleled glory.

As for Hongjun Daozu, he contemplated a shift towards the path of Hunyuan, embracing a different approach.

Hongjun Daozu's gaze remained fixed upon Nuwa as he spoke with a calm tone, "Nuwa, you may become a disciple of the humble path. Your future holds great merit, and thus, you shall be bestowed with a magnificent purple energy, paving the way for your eventual sanctification..."

With those words, another surge of purple qi emanated from Hongjun Daozu's hand, gently descending into Nuwa's brow, symbolizing the fusion of divine energy and her destined path toward becoming a saint.

Fuxi finally showed a smile on her face, and Nuwa was also very happy at this time. After all, the matter of sanctification was too much.

can be sanctified, and that can change even more.

Hongjun Daozu looked away from Nu Wa and looked at Emperor Jun.

Dijun saw this, his expression was happy, if he could obtain the grand purple qi and become a saint, then what is the Wu Clan? What are other existences?

The demon clan must stand on the pinnacle of the prehistoric, by then, he will be the existence of dominating the prehistoric.

"Emperor Jun, although he is the lord of the monster race, but there is no relationship between the master and the apprentice between him and the poor Dao. Under the operation of the heavenly Dao, he cannot distinguish this purple energy..."

Hongjun Daozu faintly spoke, and after speaking, he said nothing, as if he had forgotten that there were three others and three great purple spirits.

Although he was uneasy in his heart, he did not dare to confront Daozu. He was a saint. In case of anger, he could slap himself to death. He still remembered the look in his eyes before the sermon began.

Taiyi and the ten monster gods behind Dijun were not very attractive at this time, but when Dao Ancestor spoke, they couldn't stop them, they couldn't stop them.

The other gods and demons looked at Daozu Hongjun who was silent at this time, and then looked at the three great purple qi in his hand.

Daozu What does this mean? Didn't you say that it is purple? How can it be divided up to now?

Is this divided or not? If you don't divide, don't you have no chance? Seeing such a great opportunity slip away in front of your eyes?

In the first row, Hong Yun's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, ZhunTi, who was sitting at the end, had already spoken first, and he was still crying.

Zhunti kept kowtowing and said, "Teacher, my brother and I are asking for the truth with one heart, and I hope the teacher will do it..."

Hongjun seemed to have heard Zhunti's crying, and after a short pause, he spoke slowly.

"Incitation, although Zhun Tier and others have no virtues to open the sky, they have great luck. Although they have no relationship with me, they can be my named disciples. Once the opportunity arrives, they can also be holy... "

After he said, with a wave of his hand, two magnanimous and purple spirits separated again, and they fell into the center of the eyebrows of Zhunti and the lead.

After doing all this, he said nothing again.

As for the introduction of Zhunti, although the two were not accepted as formal disciples by Hongjun this time, Zhunti and the introduction of the named disciples were also full of joy, because the chance of sanctification was already in their own hands. Up.

This!

The gods and demons looked shocked, what is this? Can it be done by crying?

Hongyun also thinks like this. He took a look at the lead and quasi-mention with joy at this time. Why didn't he think of it just now? In the face of sanctification, why do you want to save face?

He decided in his heart, Xue Zhun mentioned this and cried to see if he could get the last breath.

At this moment, the gods and demons behind him bowed to Hongjun and cried, "I still hope Dao Ancestor will pity me..."

The red clouds looked startled, but they didn't expect them to be like this one after another, and they would take a step ahead of themselves. Then, who should belong to this last radiant purple qi?

Hongjun Daozu saw everyone like this, but he shook his head helplessly, and finally sighed, "Well, it's not easy to practice cultivation like Nian'er, so I waited with you..."

After that, with a wave of his hand, the last magnum flew towards the gods and monks.

Hongmeng Purple Qi flew out and then wandered into the hall. The gods and demons wanted to grasp it with their hands, but they couldn't grasp its trajectory at all.

This grand purple qi lingered above the main hall for a long time, but it was lingering. The gods and monks couldn't catch them even if they wanted to catch them. All of them were anxious, with anxious expressions on their faces. This is a chance for sanctification. Don't just let it slip away.

But they couldn't catch it at this time, and they had no choice but to try harder.

"call out!"

After a few breaths, only a flash of Hongmeng's purple energy was seen, and then it was directly submerged in a Taoist wearing a red robe. This person is not the Taoist Hongyun in the first row, who would it be?

Hongyun's expression was startled, the one who had just submerged in his body was the cosmic purple energy.

But I haven't asked for it yet. Could it be that your own chances were missed?

Hong Yun thought in his heart, glanced at Daozu Hongjun, who closed his eyes at this moment, and glanced at the gods and demons in a gloomy look, and secretly wrote down their gazes, but when they took it back, they swept past. Kunpeng.

Hong Yun frowned slightly, but Kun Peng's eyes had a bit of hatred for himself, and there was still some killing intent.

After Hong Yun thought about it, he guessed it. When he wanted to come, it still had something to do with the grand purple energy. When he went to the Purple Cloud Palace in the past, when he was fighting for a seat, he hit him, causing the seat to fall to Emperor Jun. Hands.

I want to come because of this.

...

Hong Yun's guess at this time is indeed correct. In Kun Peng's heart, he really hates Hong Yun, and for him, there is also a hint of killing intent.

If it were not for Hongyun, he should have been in the position of futon, but now he can only sit at the end.

Even though Kunpeng had positioned himself upon six futons, his prospects of obtaining the coveted Harmony Purple Qi were marred by unforeseen circumstances. Regrettably, his futon had been stolen by Introduction, resulting in his rightful opportunity being taken away.

However, despite this setback, the unfolding circumstances revealed a distinct pattern. It became evident that the Hongmeng Purple Qi, except for the special one crafted by the avenue and the heavenly way for Fate—the 36 purple lotus—would not land on any other futon.

Undeterred by the unfortunate turn of events, Kunpeng clung to his steadfast belief that, given the chance to sit on the futon once again, he would surpass all contenders and prove himself worthy of the grandiose purple air. This unwavering confidence in his own abilities propelled him forward, undaunted by the obstacles in his path.

Not only him, but Di Jun also glanced at Hongyun coldly at this time, he was not accepted as a disciple, and he did not have a grandiose spirit.

Hong Yun didn't have it either, but he actually still had a grandiose purple qi, such a thing, Di Jun's heart was naturally unbalanced, he did not dare to question Daozu Hongjun, he had thoughts about Hong Yun.

Hong Yun retracted his gaze, and his face was filled with joy, but it was half true, and there was no difference.

In the second row, Taiyi could see the red cloud with the magnificent purple air, and then stood up and arched his hands towards Hongjun Daozu, "Dare to ask the teacher, besides these brothers and sisters, are there other opportunities for sanctification?" "

Tai's voice fell, and the gods and demons behind him turned their eyes to Hongjun Daozu.

Yes, there are so many, but there are only seven Hongmeng Ziqi, which is not enough, but if there are no other opportunities for sanctification, wouldn't it be missed in vain?

Hearing the words, Hongjun glanced at them and said indifferently, "There is a ray of opportunity for the fifty avenues and the forty-nine Tianyans. Therefore, although there are several ways of heaven if there is great perseverance, the great wisdom can also become sacred. You can strive for that opportunity!"

When Hongjun Daozu said this, the gods and demons looked strange.

The meaning of Hongjun Daozu's words is that as long as you have perseverance, you will eventually become holy.

Not only that but what he meant in his words seemed to say that the grandeur and purple energy could be snatched from each other. Although other methods can be used to become holy, after all, this cosmic purple energy comes faster, and no one is too fast.

There is one purple qi that remains untouchable and unattainable by others, safeguarded by the power of the avenue and the heavenly way. It is the sacred possession of Fate, embodied within the 36 purple lotus. Any who dare to covet it is fated to meet their demise in that very moment, for its protection is absolute.

At this time, Hongjun Daozu, who closed his eyes and meditated, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Taiqing and Yuanshi and Tongtian, Nuwa, and Jiyin and Zhunti, and slowly spoke.

"You are a disciple of the Poor Dao, who deserves to have some magic weapons for self-defense. The Poor Dao traveled in the early years, but he found a lot of treasures. Now he is the master of the Dao and will fit the Tao with his body. These treasures are useless. I will give you all..."

Hearing the words, the eyes of the six people lit up, the magic weapon given by the Taoist ancestor, would it be bad? Certainly not.

Jieyan and Zhunti don't mention how happy they are at this time. The West is barren and there are no treasures. At this time, I am naturally very happy to hear this.

I will have a magic weapon to defend myself, and the West is really about to rise.

Compared to Jiuyin and Zhunti, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Nuwa, although happy, they are also calm and show nothing.

Behind them, the expressions of many gods and demons changed slightly.

was accepted as a disciple by the ancestor of Daoist ancestors. He has already given the grandeur and purple energy of sanctification, and now he has this treasure. Are there really so many benefits to being a disciple?

Why aren't you a disciple of Taoism?

Many gods and demons asked themselves, if they become a disciple of the Taoist ancestor, it would be great, even if there is no purple qi, it is also good to be able to use a magic weapon to defend themselves!

Looking at my current situation, it turns out that I have become a person without purple qi, magic weapon, and chance.

"Laozi, you are the first-third of Pangu and the first under my sect. Now I give you the most innate treasure of Tai Chi!"

"It can be divided into two yin and yang instruments, fix the ground, water, wind, and fire, differentiate the five elements of yin and yang, the mystery of the heavens and the earth, all-encompassing and powerful!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, he stretched out his hand at Laozi and flew into Laozi's hand a Dao Tu that exudes yin and yang.

"Disciple Xie Teacher for giving treasure!"

Laozi took the Tai Chi picture happily.

You must know that this innate treasure is infinitely powerful. Looking at the entire prehistoric, there are several things that can be compared.

Yuan Shi, who was sitting next to Laozi, watched his eldest brother obtain an innate treasure, his heart was full of longing, and he stared directly at Hongjun.

After all, Laozi still has a Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda in his hands, and they are poor or poor.

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, you are also the incarnation of the Pangu Yuanshen, with great fortune and great merit. Now you are given the innate treasure Pangu banner to protect you."

"This ancient flag is the same as the Taiji Tu, but it is derived from the open axe. Shaking this flag can emit chaotic sword energy, attack Wushuang, and also suppress Qi luck!"

Yuan Shi took the Pangu banner with an excited expression on his face and said to Hongjun.

"Disciple Xie Teacher for giving treasure!"

Hongjun nodded slightly, then set his gaze on Tongtian, he said.

"Tongtian, you are straightforward in nature, and good swordsmanship, I will give you the four swords and formations of Zhuxian!"

"The four swords of Zhuxian are divided into the best innate spirit treasure, and when combined, they are not weaker than the innate treasure. Once the Zhuxian sword formation is laid, the four sages cannot be broken!"

These Zhuxian Four Swords were placed in front of Tongtian, and no one urged them, but the killing sword light continued to burst from the Zhuxian Four Swords, which was absolutely fierce.

Tongtian looked at these Zhuxian Four Swords and instantly fell in love with these Zhuxian Four Swords.

"Tongtian, thank you teacher for the treasure!"

After thanking Hongjun, Tong Tian lowered his head and looked at the Four Swords of Zhu Xian in his hand, his face full of joy.

But what he didn't notice was that after Hongjun said that the four sages were unbreakable, Laozi Yuanshi's complicated gaze surprised even the great magical powers present.

In their opinion, there are only six saints in the prehistoric lands, and the Sanqing is in the same spirit. When the time comes to spread the sky, the sword formation will be invincible in predominance!

When the time comes, the three brothers will walk together, who dare to provoke them?

Originally, Yuanshi was very happy when he got the Pangu banner, but after looking at the Four Swords of Zhuxian in Tongtian's hand, his heart became inexplicably upset.

The Pangu banners in his hand are no longer fragrant, he seems to want the four swords of Zhuxian!

"Although Zhuxian's Four Swords attacked Wushuang, they did not have the effect of suppressing air luck. Remember to be easy to break in the future!"

After Hongjun mentioned Tongtian, he set his sights on Nuwa's body.

"Nuwa, although you are not transformed by the Pangu Yuanshen, you will have a great merit to do in the future. Now I will give you the best innate Lingbao red hydrangea and the picture of the mountain and river."

"The two are offensive and the other is defensive. They can be used for your body protection!"

After speaking, Hongjun stretched out his hand, and a red ball and a picture scroll appeared in front of Nuwa.

After giving the two best innate spirit treasures, Hongjun closed his eyes and didn't speak, as if he had forgotten the lead and Zhunti.

Everyone at the scene looked at the lead and quasi-mention with some inexplicable meaning.

Hongjun gave the twelfth-grade meritorious golden lotus, Zhunti blessing sacred pestle, and the Eight Treasure Merit Pool.

Among these three things, the twelfth-grade meritorious golden lotus is the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, which is unparalleled in defense, while the blessing god pestle and the eight-treasure merit pool are only the top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

They all look good, but compared with Sanqing and Nuwa, they are a lot worse.

He seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Zhunti, but when he looked at Hongjun's appearance, it was also interesting that he didn't say anything.

All the great supernatural powers present saw that Zhunti had been given innate spiritual treasures, and they couldn't care about their face. They cried to Hongjun one after another, they were also poor.

After the six disciples had received their respective treasures, a sense of completion settled among the immortals. However, it was not yet the end of the ceremony. All eyes turned to Hongjun, awaiting his final words.

Hongjun's gaze rested upon Fate, recognizing their unique connection. In a solemn tone, he addressed Fate with profound wisdom.

"Fate, though you are not my direct disciple, I am still your grandmaster by virtue of Taiqing being my disciple," Hongjun spoke with authority. "In recognition of your profound journey upon the avenue of fate and the avenue of cause and effect, I bestow upon you a supreme innate treasure—the Wheel of Fate and Cause and Effect. May it guide your steps and illuminate your path as you navigate the intricacies of destiny."

The immortals stood in rapt attention, their gazes fixed upon the unfolding scene before them. As Hongjun's words echoed through the Zixao palace, a collective gasp of astonishment escaped their lips. The weight and significance of the bestowed treasure—the Wheel of Fate and Cause and Effect—struck them with a profound sense of awe.

Their minds grappled with the realization that this gift symbolized the intricate interplay between fate and the far-reaching consequences of every action. The immortals could scarcely comprehend the depth of wisdom and insight encapsulated within this treasure. It was as if the very fabric of existence trembled at the magnitude of its implications.

Whispers of disbelief and admiration filled the air as the immortals absorbed the magnitude of the moment. They marveled at the bond forged between Hongjun and Fate, recognizing the unique destiny that awaited the recipient of such a divine gift.

Fate, deeply moved by Hongjun's words, looked at the revered ancestor with gratitude shining in their eyes. With a voice filled with sincerity, Fate replied, "Thank you, esteemed ancestor, for this extraordinary gift. I humbly accept it, and I vow to cherish and wield it with utmost reverence. I will navigate the path of fate and cause and effect with unwavering dedication, guided by the wisdom you have bestowed upon me."

Hongjun nodded, a faint smile gracing his lips as he observed Fate's resolute demeanor.

After giving the treasure to Fate, Hongjun shifted his gaze toward the immortals gathered in the hall. A sense of anticipation filled the air as they awaited the words of their esteemed ancestor and Hongjun said to them

"That's all! That's all! Some spirit treasures that Pang Dao had obtained before are placed on the Fenbao Rock outside the palace, you can take them by chance!"

Hongjun shook his head slightly and opened the door of Zixiao Palace.

After a while, everyone stopped at the same time, and each of the three Qings swept away more than 100 pieces of Lingbao, and Nuwa also harvested dozens of them, and the combined efforts of the lead and the quasi-lift only harvested more than 20 pieces.

As for the rest of the great supernatural powers, most of them have harvested a few pieces.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun sat on the cloud platform, and in front of him, there were only the six disciples he had accepted, as well as Fate and Fuxi.

With 150 years remaining for preaching, Hongjun continued to share his teachings with the immortals. As the time for preaching came to an end, Hongjun turned his gaze towards Taiqing, a profound sense of purpose in his eyes. He spoke directly and clearly.

"Taiqing, as you prepare to depart, I bestow upon you the responsibility of guiding Fate. He is destined to become your disciple, and you shall play a crucial role in his transformative journey."

Taiqing, filled with gratitude and understanding, nodded in acknowledgment of the entrusted duty.

after saying that Hongjun said to the 6 disciples and to fate and Fuxi

"Ok from now on Hongjun is the way of heaven and the way of heaven is not Hongjun you can go back to your own place when I need you guys I will summon you guys I hope you guys will become saints soon" after Hongjun said that he waved his hand and all the people not counting Haotian and yaochi left zixao palace