Qingxu and Kong Xuan entered Biyou Palace and came to the main hall. They saw Shangqing Saint Tongtian sitting on a futon and explaining Shangqing Taoism. Several people were sitting down to listen to the lecture.
Qingxu didn't dare disturb him and just sat down on the first futon on Tongtian's left hand. Kong Xuan sat behind Qingxu. After a long while, Tongtian stopped preaching and said to the disciples who were sitting down: "That's the end of today's sermon. You guys can go and see my senior brother."
Several Taoists who were listening to the sermon looked at this senior brother, who had heard his name for a long time but had never seen him before. They saw that he was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, a purple and gold nine-gong crown on his head, and a pair of Dorsey shoes on his feet. His figure was as slender as the full moon. His eyes are like bright stars, his eyebrows are like swords, and his nose is like hanging courage. He is indeed a talented person.
Everyone hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I have met my senior brother."
Qingxu also returned the courtesy and said: "Junior brothers and sisters, there is no need to be polite." After speaking, he said to Kong Xuan: "I have met all of you, uncles."
Kong Xuan heard the words and said: "Disciple Kong Xuan pays homage to all the masters."
Everyone saw that Kong Xuan's cultivation was no longer inferior to his own, and they were too busy to return the favor. But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "I don't know how deep my senior brother's cultivation is, even my disciple's cultivation is similar to mine."
When the Sage of Shangqing saw that the disciples who were sitting down had finished establishing themselves, he said, "When you sit down, I will have something to say."
Everyone hurriedly returned to their seats. Seeing that all the disciples were sitting down, Tongtian said: "Today a great calamity is about to occur, the Lich and the Lich clan are about to fall, and our Taoist sect is about to be greatly rejuvenated. You can be prepared, and when the time comes, follow me and set up a teaching in the world as a teacher and teach the Dharma."
"Yes," the disciples responded.
The same scene also appeared in the Qingwei Tianmiluo Palace in Yuqing Realm. The difference was that the people were replaced by the original Tianzun and his disciple, Randeng Nanji Xianweng Guangchengzi Yunzhongzi.
In the Demon Emperor's Palace of the Ancient Heaven, the Emperor Taiyi of the Middle East is sitting on the throne in the palace. Under the throne stand the demon master Kunpeng, the ten demon commanders, and 365 Zhou Tian demon gods.
"The Demon Master, this time the Witch Clan is killing the Demon Clan people on the Great Continent, what can you do?" Donghuang Taiyi asked.
Kunpeng pondered for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor has not yet come out of seclusion. We cannot leave lightly. We can gather the tribesmen scattered on the ancient continent and retreat to heaven to set up a star formation next week to wait for His Majesty the Demon Emperor to come out of seclusion."
"Well, now we have no choice but to retreat from the court."
After finishing speaking, Donghuang Taiyi was about to stand up when he saw Bai Ze, one of the top ten demon commanders, coming out and saying, "Although your majesty, the witch clan is all descended from one body, many tribes are not harmonious due to their violent and irritable personalities. We can sow discord among them." Let them fight with each other, and I, the Heavenly Court, can calmly bring the clansmen scattered in the wilderness back to the Heavenly Court."
"Okay! It's up to you to handle this matter, Great Miao Demon Master." After saying that, he turned around and entered the back hall.
Zhu Rong, a member of the Zhu Rong tribe of the prehistoric continent, was sitting in the tent. Suddenly a shaman ran in and said, "Something is wrong with the group leader. Da Wu Yanli was killed. The Wu sword he refined for the clan leader is also missing."
"What!" Zhu Rong stood up angrily and walked towards the layman. Unfortunately, he did not notice the shaman, who was bowing his head to complain, and flashed a cold light.
At the same time, a shaman from the Gonggong tribe was handing a sword to the great shaman, Xiang Liu. "Sir, this is a treasured sword that I got accidentally. I specially dedicated it to you. I hope you can give me more advice in the future."
"Yes, I will not forget your contribution." Xiang Liu took the knife, looked at it carefully, and said, "It is indeed a good knife, but I don't know who could have lost such a precious knife and left it in the hands of my witch clan. Can I still go back? Enzu Wu happens to be short of a weapon. Why don't I dedicate this sword to Zu Wu, and maybe Zu Wu will let me take over the position left by Hou Yi when he is happy."
Thinking of this, Xiang Liu no longer hesitated and turned around to go to Gonggong's tent. Xiang Liu came to Gong Gong's tent and said to Gong Gong: "Seeing that the clan leader was not yet skilled in weapons, my subordinates collected the copper and innate fine gold from the mountain to refine a precious sword for the clan leader. Now that the sword has been refined, I will present it to you." After that, he took out the treasured sword that the shaman had given him just now. Pass it to Gonggong.
Gonggong took a look at the knife and said, "Hahaha, it is indeed a good knife. Xiang Liu, you took the trouble to do it. It's good."
A few days later, words like this were spread everywhere in the Zhurong tribe, "Have you heard? The Wu Dao refined by the great witch Yanli for the clan leader was snatched away by the ancestral witch Gonggong after he killed Yanli." "No way!" "Why? Isn't it such a coincidence that we just lost a precious sword and they got a precious sword?" "It is indeed a bit suspicious to say this.".
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A few days later, words like this were spread everywhere in the Zhurong tribe, "Have you heard? The Wu Dao refined by the great witch Yanli for the clan leader was snatched away by the ancestral witch Gonggong after he killed Yanli." "No way!" "Why? Isn't it such a coincidence that we just lost a treasured sword and they got a treasured sword?" "This is indeed a bit suspicious."
The rumor finally reached Zhu Rong's ears, "Gonggong wouldn't do such a thing, would he? Well, let's go and have a look so that the rumors can stop so as not to hurt my brother's feelings." Thinking of Zhu Rong, he walked towards the Gonggong tribe.
Although Zhu Rong's speed was not comparable to that of Di Jiang, he arrived at Gonggong's tribe very quickly and broke into Gonggong's tent without informing him.