Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 276: Desire to unite with the Way of Heaven, Hongmeng Purple Qi
When Hongjun preached, every word was precious and every sentence was profound.
Ming Yu listened quietly to the words of the Taoist Patriarch, and felt his mind become clear and his primordial spirit tremble; the five energies in his chest remained, and the three flowers on his head were brilliant; the confusion about the great way suddenly became clear today; his limbs and bones felt extremely comfortable.
All that he had realized in the Kunlun Mirror and under the Peach Tree was gradually consolidated as the Taoist master preached. Auspicious clouds were boundless and endless above his head, the light of life shone upon thousands, and the Wheel of the Great Dao was prominent in all directions.
However, when you reach the highest point in the universe, you will realize that the world is endless and chaos is limitless.
Mingyu felt it was easy when he first entered the realm of Taoism, but the further he progressed, the more difficult it became.
The Tao is endless, and the primordial universe is limitless.
Mingyu can correct the path of life and anchor the right path for the future, but it is hard to know unless you take a walk on this road.
If you don’t know, how can you practice the Tao?
"There's no other way, I can only write it down first!" Mingyu gritted his teeth.
Take out the Yin-Yang Sword and engrave the words of the Taoist Ancestor.
Where is it engraved? The Lingtai Tree of Life and Death!
In the Lingtai world, the tree of life is luxuriant, with shadows of branches and leaves overlapping one another. It is surrounded by a lingering aura , and the halos of thousands of branches and leaves blend together to create a holy divine glow.
One leaf, one world; one leaf, one life.
The spirit in white stood with a sword in his hand, writing life and death with yin and yang, performing the Great Dao with life and death, and connecting to the infinite with the Great Dao. Between the silver hook and iron painting, what fell was the boundless Dao.
Laozi, who was standing in the first row, closed his eyes slightly, his face as calm as water, and no one knew what he felt in his heart;
Yuanshi was sitting steadily at first, without any movement. However, as his sermon went on, a cloud of auspiciousness from the heavens appeared above his head. Among the auspicious clouds was a vague human figure, whose face could not be discerned, except that it was extremely tall and majestic.
Tongtian Taoist's eyes are bright, his brows are sometimes slightly frowned and sometimes relaxed, his body is as straight as a sword, you can feel the endless sharpness from him without looking closely.
Nuwa remained calm from beginning to end. There was no auspicious cloud above her head and the three flowers had not bloomed. There was only one world under the creation of Dayan.
Mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, strange and wonderful things... everything is there. The boundless spiritual energy nurtures billions of lives, but billions of lives seem to be between birth and death.
There was no sign of pain on Jie Yin's face, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that he had fallen asleep without knowing when. The Taoist master gave three thousand lectures and Jie Yin had three thousand dreams. This was truly a supreme and wonderful method.
The Taoist Cundi holds a flower and smiles. His understanding of the great Dao is all in thousands of Bodhi leaves. The ultimate truth of heaven and earth is all in the Bodhi mind!
Fuxi built a world of music for himself. When he plucked the five-colored strings, he could hear the great truth. Zhen Yuanzi would nod and shake his head from time to time. When he encountered something he didn’t understand, he would write it down in the Book of Earth. He was always so down-to-earth.
Hongyun aims to be free, so his Taoism transcends the cage and is not bound by any rules; Dijun and Taiyi are magnificent and majestic, the River Map and Luoshu interpret thousands of things, and the Chaos Bell inscribes all things.
As for Hou Tu...
She said: "It's so funny. I've been to Zixiao Palace three times and I've never understood it."
Without her soul, it was very difficult for her to listen to the teachings.
Regarding this, Hou Tu, the ancestor of witches, was not at all panicked.
As I said, as long as you keep your determination, what is impossible?
What is lacking in nature can be made up for by acquired factors.
If I can’t understand it now, will I be able to understand it in the future?
It’s just that I don’t have a soul. The ancestor of witch Hou Tu said that there is an endless future for thousands of years, and I am going to fight against this great way.
I'll kill you guys!
Inside Zixiao Palace, all the saints try their best to attain enlightenment and practice Taoism, but how much they can gain depends entirely on their own abilities.
Unknowingly, nine thousand years passed, the sound of Tao stopped, and the Taoists woke up from the mysterious realm, most of them looking at the Taoist Ancestor eagerly.
There is no way, the truth this time is so profound that I cannot understand it !
Hou Tu looked around and saw that most people in Zixiao Palace were confused. She felt happy at once and a smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Somehow, she felt much better all of a sudden.
Next comes the questioning session.
Three thousand Taoists asked, and the Taoist Patriarch answered only one.
Hongjun was definitely a very good teacher. The Taoists asked many questions and he answered them very patiently. Every word he said was thought-provoking and inspiring. The Taoists' doubts were resolved one by one, and their understanding of Taoism became deeper and deeper.
However, the road is infinite, but time is limited.
When the Taoist master sat firmly on the high platform and no longer answered questions, the Taoists realized that the sermon was about to end.
All I heard was Daozu saying, "I hold the sacred instrument of teaching and have given three lectures in Zixiao Palace, explaining the Three Thousand Great Ways. Now it can be said to be complete.
However, the Heavenly Dao is not complete, only my Dao is missing. Now I intend to unite with the Dao with my body. From now on, Hongjun will return to the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun. Without the great calamity of heaven and earth, the Purple Sky will not open and Hongjun will not come out. You can do whatever you want. "
When these words were spoken, all the Taoists were shocked.
Just as they were about to say something, Hongjun said, "After I merge with the Heavenly Dao, a saint will be born in the prehistoric world. Nine is the number of extremes, so there are nine saints in the prehistoric world, and seven saints under the Heavenly Dao. I understood the opportunity of the Great Dao in my early years and obtained seven primordial purple qi. I will grant them to you today!"
After saying this, Hongjun waved his sleeves, and six streams of purple air fell in front of the six Taoists in the first row.
The six disciples bowed and said, "Disciples thank you, Master!"
The remaining Taoists once again looked at the Taoist Ancestor eagerly.
It is understandable that six of the seven primordial purple auras are given to the beloved disciple, and they had already expected this.
But what about the other one?
Please take it out quickly!
At this moment, even the ancestors sitting in the last row were a little uneasy.
The great way is ahead, and the saint of the heavenly way is also a saint!
Hongjun said calmly, "The remaining one depends on your fate."
With a flick of his sleeves, the last ray of primordial purple energy spun around in the Zixiao Palace.
During this time, the Taoists tried every means to pull it away. If the Taoist Ancestor had not been present, they would have had a big fight.
The Hongmeng purple energy circled around and moved forward from the back, passing by Taoist Xiaoyao, the four sacred beasts, and Taoist Taihua...
It passed over the heads of the saints one by one, and finally landed on Zhen Yuanzi in the second row... and on Hong Yun beside him.
Hong Yun was overjoyed, and was stunned for a moment. Then he bowed to Daozu, "Thank you, teacher!"
Hongjun nodded slightly.
The Taoists were so jealous.
"Hongyun is so unlucky." An old ancestor said sourly.
