Chapter 339: Xuanmen Discussion
"You're pretending to be crazy!"
Finally, Zhulong could not help but take action. He swung the measuring ruler up to the height of the sun and the moon and smashed it down on Dongwanggong's face.
"Is it a draft? What you are doing today has nothing to do with me. How can you be resurrected without me?"
This Duke Dong really repays kindness with enmity. He blames the road for his failures. Chen Zhu is full of resentment.
"If it weren't for me, would you be where you are today? Today, I have to fight you!"
Zhulong was angry, and the other gods frowned and subconsciously looked at Hongjun.
This is a big day for Xuanmen, and everyone comes here for Xuanmen's fortune. Aren't you offending Master Xuan by acting so unreasonably?
But Hongjun turned his gaze elsewhere, his eyes to his nose, his nose to his heart, as if he had no other feelings.
"Shuzi!"
Chen Zhu's sudden attack made it difficult for Dong Wanggong to react. He could only subconsciously raise his innate Renshui spiritual root cane to resist.
"This is my ruler. Come on, you thief!"
He shouted that he didn't believe the measuring ruler would attack him.
But who knew that the ruler didn't recognize him at all.
"Boom!"
When the ruler fell, it was as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart. All the snow on the top of Mount Buzhou was blown away by the ruler and scattered throughout the vast world.
It brought a whole season of heavy snow to the ancient world.
The actions of the top powerful people are so terrifying.
Dong Wanggong was blown into the sky like a snowflake, it was a horrible sight.
He fell into the sea with a "splash" and when he got up he was soaked all over, looking so miserable.
This time, Dong Wanggong became a complete joke. Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the God of Cocoon glanced at Chen Zhu.
What it basically means is, should He join in the action so that Dong Wanggong can be reincarnated again.
Chen Zhu shook his head and said forget it.
He was in a good mood.
The measuring ruler did not hesitate at all just now, and it was obvious that it had completely severed the causal relationship with Dong Wanggong, the former god of order.
Another thing is, he is not the Thunder Demon now, so there is no need to beat him to death, just vent his anger.
What's more important is that Dong Wanggong is alive, which can attract most of the attention to him.
"Zhu Ming, forget it."
Elder Qing spoke slowly, "He is the God of Order after all, you cannot be rude to him."
When Elder Qing spoke, Chen Zhu went down the stairs. He snorted coldly at the Prince of the East in the sea:
"I'm telling you that you are the leader of the Yang Immortals in the world, so what if you are the Supreme Yang Immortal?"
"Grandpa Qing is the true ancestor of the immortal way. I am the prince of the immortal way. From now on, don't be too proud of your status."
He uttered some harsh words, which calmed the new god.
In the ocean, Dong Wanggong's face turned red with shame, and he no longer had the face to participate in the discussion of Xuanmen Taoism.
"Sacrifice to the gods!"
He gritted his teeth and felt sad when he saw the scars on his crutches.
This is a spiritual treasure transformed from an innate spiritual root, which is the Renshui spiritual root, but it is no match for the Measuring Ruler.
After all, it is the most ancient innate spiritual treasure, and its essence is of the highest quality.
"God, you humiliated me today. One day, I will make you pay me back a hundredfold!"
He made a cruel oath, and at this moment his faith was strengthened in his heart.
"It's just a sect. One day, I will create a force that is more powerful than your tribe and sect!"
He turned around and disappeared into the wilderness, but no one was paying attention to him anymore.
Five hundred years later, a red cloud floated over the horizon, but it arrived earlier than Zhen Yuanzi.
"Great God Hongjun, Hongyun has come to congratulate you!"
The Red Cloud Ancestor arrived at the top of Mount Buzhou with a smile on his face. The innate gods, who had always been rather averse to new gods, did not feel disgusted at this time.
Just because there are bad gods between heaven and earth, there are naturally good gods as well.
Ancestor Hongyun has a cheerful and generous personality. He never cares whether he suffers a loss or not. In the eyes of the innate saints, he has always been very generous.
"Daoist Hongyun, come here quickly."
Hongjun was still very happy, as there were already quite a few people sitting on the top of Mount Buzhou.
Another hundred years later, Zhen Yuanzi arrived with Jie Yin Taoist.
"Fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi!"
Patriarch Hongyun laughed happily and went to greet him, "I was saying that I didn't see you, and I sent you a message, why didn't you reply?"
"I was having a great time talking with Daoist fellow Jie Yin, but I forgot to pay attention to the message you were sending me."
Zhen Yuanzi looked ashamed. He would never forget the kindness of Ancestor Hongyun. This was indeed wrong.
"Hey, it's nothing. I've also heard of the reputation of Daoist Jie Yin. Now it seems that he is even more powerful than I thought."
The Taoist priest beside Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said:
"I am sorry to make Daoist Hongyun sad. Jieyin apologizes."
"Don't say these things, come quickly and meet the leader of Xuanmen with us!"
Hongyun was very enthusiastic and took everyone to meet Hongjun.
"Master Hongjun, I am here to greet you."
The ragged Jie Yin Taoist's salute made Hong Jun sigh:
"What the Great God of Wisdom failed to do, you have accomplished. This is truly a blessing for the Dao of Wisdom."
"Master Xuan is joking."
The Taoist Jie Yin looked around and suddenly asked:
"It's freezing cold on the top of Mount Buzhou. Are you going to sit on the ground?"
He picked up the Dao Code and took out a magical object from his arms and started to shape it.
This magical object looks like wood but is not wood, like stone but is not stone, and is neither gold, iron nor steel. It is a special magical object.
"The Xuan Sect benefits the world, how can the leader live in the open air? I don't have much, so I will build a temple for you."
As he spoke, he began to work, carving the Taoist temple for Xuanmen brick by brick, like an old carpenter, not minding the dirt or the tiredness.
Not long after, a huge palace was built. When the sky and earth illuminated the palace, it actually emitted a purple divine light.
All the great masters with supernatural powers nodded in agreement. In terms of intention, it was the Taoist Jie Yin who made the greatest contribution.
It is impossible to ask them to build it bit by bit by themselves.
The Taoist Jie Yin pulled Hong Jun over and said:
"Please give this temple a name."
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist."
Taoist Hongjun was filled with mixed feelings when he saw this: "Fellow Daoist Jieyin, your kindness is truly great. There will definitely be a place for you in this Taoist temple that you built with your own hands in the future."
He pondered for a moment and said, "How about calling it Purple Sky Palace?"
"Purple Sky Palace"!
As the three words fell, the Heavenly Dao responded and actually wrote the inscription directly for the palace!
The luck of Xuanmen suddenly spread out to the wild world with the palace as the center, and then gathered from the wild world.
"Good name."
Everyone admired the grandeur of this Taoist temple, but Hongjun invited them in one by one.
As expected, the Taoist temple is sheltered from wind and rain and contains a myriad of secrets.
It is so vast that its boundaries are unknown, except for a high platform, which is the seat of the master of Xuanjiao.
At this moment, the Rain God at the gate of Zixiao Palace was suddenly startled.
But I can't get in.
The Taoist Jie Yin quickly noticed this and immediately a row of heads popped up:
"The Rain God is the God of Blessings and All Spirits in the Great Desolation. I'm sorry."
It turns out that the Zixiao Palace was originally built to shelter people from wind, rain and cold. The Rain God is the rain itself, so naturally he was blocked.
Taoist Hongjun then cleverly said: "The wind that Zixiao Palace blocks is bad wind, and the rain and cold that it avoids is bad rain and bad cold. The Rain God is very kind, how can he stop it?"
So the Rain God was invited in, and Zixiao Palace no longer stopped him.
For a moment, although the room was empty, it was occupied by many powerful people.
If you let go of your body, this small palace won't be able to accommodate you.
Chen Zhu glanced around. He had originally planned to remain silent. After all, he had just beaten Dong Wanggong, so it was difficult for him to speak.
But when he thought that the Taoist Jie Yin actually built a Taoist temple, his eyes moved.
Suddenly he said, "My fellow Taoists, do you think the ground is too cold? I happen to have some cushions made from the dead branches of the Xiantian willow trees. Please don't mind."
He took out a piece of futon from his arms and looked at the paper on it. The paper was still relatively green and tender.
But it was Chen Zhu who made it up when he paused just now. As for whether it was a fallen dead branch, he would have to ask the innate willow tree.
Inside the Sanku Cave, a willow tree with only a few branches left was dejected, shaking its remaining branches from time to time, but finally it was helpless.
It's just a branch, just grow long.
Chen Zhu placed the cushions neatly in rows, and naturally he wanted to sit on the first one.
Although this was not the seat where Hongjun had preached during the Lich King's time, he still wanted to get involved.
"cough!"
Hongjun coughed dryly.
The abacus beads were about to hit his face, but he looked at Chen Zhu sitting down strangely and didn't want to stop him.
The fate of the country is still uncertain at this moment, so it won't make any difference even if this kid sits.
More importantly, even if you were allowed to sit on the cushion, you would not be given this position in the wild. After all, your fruit position is...
Hongjun cut off his thoughts and suddenly frowned.
I must have been in a trance again just now, and I have no image at all. Although this Xuanmen luck can suppress my soul, the Heavenly Dao is becoming more terrifying every day. If the Xuanmen luck cannot keep up with the Heavenly Dao one day, then He will eventually...
Hongjun didn't think much about it, because at this moment, a strange sound came from outside the Zixiao Palace.
"Upside down, upside down, upside down to the point of insanity, hehe ~ Master Xuan, do you welcome us old seniors?"
It was a sloppy Taoist priest, wearing his robe inside out, but he was actually a Wuji Realm Taoist. Chen Zhu didn't want to look at him after just one look. The upside-down Taoist priest had a bubble in his brain. He said he was an old senior, but in fact, he was speaking in a reversed way because he had reversed the principles of Taoism.
Hongjun obviously noticed it as well, and asked him to sit down with a smile.
"Okay, I'll sit down."
The inverted Taoist priest was standing on the cushion. Chen Zhu looked up at him. This bastard was just stubborn. How could he not know what they meant?
After all, this was the cushion he provided, but it belonged to the person with authority over space. This inverted Taoist was afraid that he would not be able to stand on it.
Sure enough, the Taoist priest found that although he was standing, he was as tall as the other gods who were sitting.
"No, no."
He finally sat down, but he sat cross-legged with his head down and his buttocks up.
The great god Kunpeng in front frowned, but the two of them had some conflicts.
He is the fastest person in the world. He originally wanted to move forward, but after he hit the inverted road, he went backwards for decades.
Although it was not intentional on the part of the Taoist master Diandao, a grudge was created between them.
The time of a thousand years was getting closer and closer, and the ancestors Shenxun and Yanlu came, but Taohou did not come because he had to look after the Titans of the God Clan.
Soon after, Chen Zhu also met some powerful people who had been practicing in seclusion.
"Living Ancestor, Dead Ancestor, you two are really rare."
Patriarch Shenxun greeted the Taoist priest who came behind.
The Queen Mother Taiyin came again, and the Taoist Priest Taiyang arrived.
After a while, Taisu and Fuxi also came.
Their cultivation has already reached the infinite realm.
After seeing Chen Zhu, he subconsciously moved closer.
Chen Zhu took a look and saw that there was no seat left for him, so Tai Su and Fuxi could only sit in the back.
There aren't many of us, so let's just separate ourselves for the time being.
But soon, he saw the Taoist Master Ran Deng, and saw what he was dreaming about, what he was dreaming about, and the disciples in the Mu Da, Mu Er, and San caves.
The disciples' eyes were filled with tears, and they looked at him eagerly without even looking for a place to sit down.
Because they couldn't see clearly the strength of these powerful people here, they came just to see the master.
If you just sit down casually and get ahead of your seniors, it will be a disaster.
Chen Zhu turned his head away and pretended not to see it.
But those blazing gazes were always on him, and the incense was almost condensed into substance in the Zixiao Palace.
He couldn't bear it any longer, so he had to carry the cushion to the back and pull them to sit down one by one.
"What are you looking at? It's not like you haven't seen it before. Don't embarrass your teacher when you go out!"
It caused him to lose his position.
Chen Zhu was cursing, but when he met Meng She's red eyes, his tone softened a lot.
Xixi's tears continued to fall, and she performed the disciple's salute with a suppressed sobbing voice:
"Master, how are you? Welcome back, Master."
As soon as Chen Zhu returned, the first people he thought of were these disciples. Apart from anything else, Chen Zhu suddenly had a feeling in his heart at this moment.
If anyone hurts his disciples, he can even destroy the newly built Zixiao Palace!
"Alright, go sit in the back. No matter who comes later, you must move aside. You are lucky to be able to enter the Zixiao Palace today."
Chen Zhu arranged seats for them, then carried the cushion and sat in the first seat.
Sitting next to him was the great god Kunpeng, so everyone could talk about something.
Then came Taotie Ancestor, Suzaku Ancestor, and Qing Lao sitting behind Chen Zhu.
As the millennium approached, several important figures arrived.
The Ancestors Qiankun, Wanling, and Xiantian.
As these ancestors arrived, the gate of Zixiao Palace slowly closed, and Hongjun sat at the top.
The dojo, which was originally quite noisy, gradually became much quieter.
As the leader of the Xuan Sect, he selflessly brings Xuanmen fortune to everyone, and he deserves this position.
"Everyone, thank you for coming to my Xuanmen Dojo today. I will not say any more and will now open the mysteries of Xuanmen for everyone."
Hongjun gently stretched out his hand, and the luck behind him condensed into a Tao fruit.
This fruit contains all the Daos, and they are all already at the Infinite Realm!
Is this Hongjun so powerful?
All the people with great supernatural powers were shocked, but they had to admit that they were indeed not as good as the great god Hongjun.
"Daoyou, are you feeling well?"
Only Zhuque Zu spoke at this time: "Why do I observe you as if you were observing the way of heaven?"
He thought it was an illusion at first, but after careful observation, he couldn't help but ask.
"Let's talk about this later."
When Hongjun opened his mouth, he began to discuss his own Xuanmen school:
"The mysterious ones look into the heavens and the earth, open the gates of heaven, and see the true nature...
The Tao is vast, yet it can be used for a long time without being exhausted. How profound! It is the ancestor of all things. It blunts their sharpness, dissolves their anger, harmonizes their light, and is one with the dust. It is eternal and everlasting. I do not know whose son it is? It is like the predecessor of the emperor..."
A series of simple and unadorned words came out of Hongjun's mouth. The more profound one was, the more he could understand.
Chen Zhu raised his eyelids, and was surprised that Hongjun did not hide anything and told him everything.
These are the essences that he has comprehended from the Way of Heaven, and he must ponder them carefully, not daring to neglect or miss even a single detail.
He seems to... intentionally want to help everyone improve their strength.
It can be predicted that the cultivation of the saints who came to Zixiao Palace today will be greatly improved after they return.
Should we say that he is the innate god of shortcuts? Damn, this old man Hongjun is really good at taking shortcuts. He can make them take shortcuts with just a few words.
At the beginning, the words were plain, but soon as Hongyun gained enlightenment, auspicious clouds from his body could not help but burst out, making Zixiao Palace full of good fortune.
Soon, golden lotuses bloomed from the body of the Golden Lotus Patriarch, decorating the Taoist temple.
Once one truly understands it, the Tao principles of those with great supernatural powers will manifest involuntarily.
In other words, only the cushion made by Chen Zhu using space willow paper strips could obscure the Taoist scenery, otherwise it would have already affected the minds of other Taoist friends.
Even between Chen Zhu's eyebrows, there was a candle flame burning, and a vast river was surging behind him.
He hurriedly covered it up with the cloud of merit and celebration.
Seeing this, Hongjun nodded slightly and continued to talk about the true mystery.
In this sermon, 68,800 profound mysteries were discussed.
When he finished speaking, Chen Zhu woke up and his cultivation had improved.
But some things should not be revealed here. He looked behind him without moving his eyes. Although Xixi and the other dragons did not understand much, they also got a basic understanding from the explanation of the Tao.
Just this little bit of knowledge is enough for them to enter the Yuan realm in a short period of time.
Everyone is catching up with the pioneers.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you are so great."
Zhen Yuanzi bowed with emotion and said, "You have already walked a long way ahead of us. After listening to your teachings today, I have benefited a lot from it."
"It's just a discussion of the Dao."
Hongjun answered politely and modestly, but everyone expressed their gratitude from the bottom of their hearts.
Ancestor Shenxun couldn't help but say:
"Although we are new gods, to be honest, we don't like you old gods, but at this time we have to say it, senior, you are righteous!"
Everyone is at the Wuji realm, so it is easy to tell whether they are hiding something.
Hongjun showed no mercy at all, which deserves the title of great virtue.
In a discussion, Hongjun was recognized by everyone for both strength and virtue.
Ancestor Hongyun felt very fond of him, but he asked carefully:
"Fellow Daoist Zhuque said earlier that the Great God seemed to be in poor health?"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but think of this incident that had indeed happened before.
"It's just a small thing."
Hongjun shook his head and said, "Something went wrong."
He didn't want to say.
But Chen Zhu subconsciously looked at the great god Kunpeng, thinking that he would not be able to bear it.
As expected, the great god Kunpeng helped Hongjun to speak it out.
"You all don't know that when the Heavenly Dao gathered that day, it was extremely dangerous."
He slowly recounted the incident that almost changed the fate of the ancient world.
And all the sacrifices made by the great gods Hongjun and Luohou for all the living beings in the world.
After hearing this, the innate saints in Zixiao Palace felt heavy in their hearts, but at the same time they were sincerely impressed.
"Senior Hongjun, please accept my greetings!"
The Taoist priest bowed his head and said:
"It's really a wonderful thing that all things compete for freedom in the frosty sky, but we have received your kindness without knowing it, twice, which makes us blush!"
"I see……"
Zhuque Zu was absent-minded: "You didn't come out during the last eon, and I thought you were indifferent, but it turns out that you are the most sentimental one."
At this moment, the cushion in Zixiao Palace finally had its own structure.
Hongjun is indeed one level higher than everyone else.
"Everyone, this is just my search for the truth, that's all..."
Hongjun smiled and waved his hands, wanting to say something, but suddenly the sacrificial channel shook and Chen Zhu bowed to him.
He said loudly:
"Master Xuan has blessed the world, and I admire you. From now on, I will worship you in Xuanmen, in the name of Master Hongjun!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the luck of the sacrificial Dao suddenly stirred up the luck of the Xuanmen, causing its luck to directly turn into gold!
(End of this chapter)