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Chapter 648: Immortals and Heroes Are Getting Better
Seven days later.

Under the joint auspices of the Jade Emperor and the Xuanling Emperor, a grand banquet was held with the theme of celebrating Emperor Taisu's attainment of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

Almost all the Golden Immortals from all over the prehistoric world, whether they often traveled around the prehistoric world or were rarely seen in normal times, appeared in a group.

After all, this was not just a celebratory banquet, but also a missionary conference.

When it comes to the future path of cultivation, no matter whether one is determined to kill the Three Corpses or really wants to follow the Hunyuan Path, there is no one who does not want to give oneself more choices and leave more room.

The Daluo from saintly sects or powerful forces, and those who have grown up through hardships and struggles, live together in an extremely harmonious atmosphere.

After the laughter and feasting, Hong Chen started preaching without any extra words.

Xuanling Mountain.

Hong Chen's real body was lying on the branch of the Star Tree, holding a wine gourd in his hand, sometimes raising it high to drink, and sometimes closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Suddenly, a white cloud came from the sky with the wind, slowly descended, and turned into an elegant and dignified woman.

"Let your clone preach in heaven while you stay at home drinking. It's so relaxing!"

Yunxiao looked up at Hong Chen on the tree with a smile on her face.

Hearing the voice, Hong Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

He extended his hand and said with a smile: "Come, let's go together."

Yunxiao laughed and shook her head, then she stood on tiptoe, her body as light as the wind, her fairy skirt fluttering in the air, and she flew up.

Hong Chen straightened up, waited for Yunxiao to turn around and sit on the tree trunk, and then he lay down again.

Resting his head on the soft and fragrant long legs, Hong Chen's smile became more comfortable.

Yunxiao stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of Hong Chen's hair with his index finger, and wrapped it around his hand in a circle, looking at his cheek with curved eyebrows.

"Master asked me to tell you that if you need help, you can call him at any time. No matter what you want to do, he will definitely stand by you without hesitation."

Hong Chen hummed and said with a smile: "That makes sense. Looking at the whole world, in my eyes, only the Third Uncle can be called a hero.

I don’t know if you can understand the word “xia”, but in the eyes of many mortals, xia is far more desirable than immortals.”

Yun Xiao smiled softly: "I really don't quite understand this word, although I know what he means."

"It's okay. I understand. After all, you are also a congenital being. You are an immortal once you transform into a human form."

Yunxiao asked, "Is there a big difference between a knight and an immortal?"

Hong Chen: "It's not a big deal, because mortals often combine these two words together and call it Xianxia. Although Xian comes first and Xia comes second, the most important thing about this word is Xia, followed by Xian."

Yun Xiao nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Then you chose to help Master without hesitation, so you can be called a 'hero'!"

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, you understand."

"So, what you are about to do is also a chivalrous act?"

Hong Chen pursed his lips and nodded gently: "I think so. After all, the scope of a hero's actions is not limited. It can be as small as mediating disputes or as big as saving the world."

"So what's next? Saving the world?"

"It's not that nice to say, maybe just... make all the worlds better?"

Yun Xiao thought: "That's even more amazing in my opinion."

Hong Chen also laughed: "I'm really happy to hear you say that. I feel more motivated."

"Don't give me that." Yun Xiao rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "I think the Journey to the West will soon be over, and by then Buddhism will flourish and its fortunes will be at their peak. I have some idea of ​​what you are going to do. In short, you must be careful."

Hearing this, Hong Chen opened his eyes.

Even with this perspective of death, Yunxiao still had no flaws in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I am no longer the reckless adventurer I was back then, otherwise I wouldn't have waited so long, watching the Journey to the West begin and the rise of Buddhism calmly.

Whether it is me or Honghuang, the most important thing at the moment is stability."

"I'm glad you understand. Also, no matter what you decide to do, don't forget that we are here for you. Although we are not as strong as you are, we can still help you share some of the pressure. You don't have to carry everything on your shoulders alone."

"Hahaha, okay, I get it. You don't have to say that. What I'm going to do is a good thing. For most people, they hope that I can succeed more than I do. Because even if I can't do it, at least I can still achieve the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. But those people...if I can't do it, they probably won't have any hope before the infinite calamity."

Yun Xiao nodded: "You are right. I feel relieved." As she spoke, she suddenly clapped her hands and looked at his hands: "We are talking seriously. Why are you moving around?"

Hong Chen was not convinced: "What's wrong? Stop talking nonsense, okay? I have always touched it like this."

"You are the only one who can do mischief!"

"Don't move, be good."

"..."

After a moment, Hong Chen stood up, hugged Yunxiao, and his figure disappeared in a flash. The door of the Hongchen Palace slammed shut.

One day later.

Yunxiao returned to Sanxian Island to meditate.

Hong Chen, who was alone in the empty room, tried to call Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao, but there was no reply to the message he sent.

He looked towards the Three Immortals Island from afar and saw that the sisters Qiongxiao and Bixiao were still in seclusion, immersed in enlightenment and had not woken up yet, so he had to give up the idea of ​​eating the rice bowl.

He stood up and walked out of the hall, holding a wine jug and walking towards the star tree in a leisurely manner. He was about to climb up the tree and continue lying down, using this innate spiritual root to further perfect the Zhoutian Star Array.

Suddenly, a slightly sharp voice came out excitedly.

"Master! I'm back!!!"

Without looking back, Hong Chen knew who was coming.

Nezha rode on the wind-fire wheel and flew towards Hong Chen in a hurry.

Halfway through, he had already opened his arms and smiled, obviously wanting to dive into Hong Chen's arms.

Although Hong Chen really loves this lovable, sunny and courageous disciple, after so many years, he no longer wants to cuddle with Nezha.

Otherwise, this mischievous little devil will definitely go further.

then.

Just as Nezha was about to pounce on Hong Chen, Hong Chen's body suddenly turned into a scattered and disordered cloud in the impact.

There was a snap.

"oops!"

Nezha was lying on the ground in a big letter shape, with the wind-fire wheels under his feet rolling to the side with a clanging sound.

Hong Chen took a sip from the wine gourd, shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't even see through such a small trick. It seems that you have fallen behind in your cultivation during your absence. You really disappoint me."

Hearing this, Nezha rolled on the ground and sat up.

He said with a face full of resentment: "Master, your great way of illusion is probably more powerful than those nine-tailed foxes with bloodline talent. How can I see through it?"

"Excuse." Hong Chen shook his head, turned around and continued walking towards the Star Tree.

"Stop!" Nezha shouted, and at the same time, he used his hands and feet to rush to Hong Chen's side, hugged his legs, and shook him, saying: "Master! Don't rush to climb the tree, I brought a few disciples to see you."

Hong Chen paused and turned back slightly.

Nezha took the opportunity to say, "Master, I really accepted seven disciples this time."

"Oh, you thought I couldn't see that?"

"Hehe." Nezha scratched his head, "Master, you know it is one thing, but as your disciple, I have to bring your grandson back to see you, right?"

Hong Chen curled his lips: "Then bring it up."

"okay!"

Nezha suddenly stood up, called back the Wind Fire Wheels and rushed out.

Soon, seven women followed him in.

Hong Chen was also sitting at the stone table under the tree.

Nezha stepped forward and saluted first.

"Disciple meets Master!"

The seven women behind him followed closely and saluted respectfully.

"Disciple pays respect to Grandmaster!"

Hong Chen raised his hand: "Get up."

Looking at the seven spider spirits, Hong Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he did not show his aura, the invisible pressure still made them lower their heads unconsciously.

Hong Chen didn't have any prejudice against the spider spirits, but he could clearly see the human resentment entangled in them.

Although these grievances have become very shallow, they are enough to prove one thing: they have killed people and even eaten people.

Hong Chen didn't say anything, but glanced to the side.

Nezha immediately understood the key from his eyes and said hurriedly: "Master, don't worry, I have set up a rule for them to repay. They must compensate the victims and understand the cause and effect before they can be officially accepted as disciples."

Hong Chen nodded slightly, then he raised his hand and summoned the Qiankun Ding.

Some of the remaining materials collected previously flew into the cauldron.

Amid the flames, seven bracelets flew out one after another and were put on the wrists of the seven spider spirits one by one.

"These seven items are both spiritual treasures and restraints on you. Every time you do a good deed, you can unlock a portion of the spiritual treasure's power. If you do an evil deed, then these seven spiritual treasures will kill you without hesitation... the kind that will shatter your soul."

When the seven spider spirits heard this, they were first happy, then surprised, and finally happy again.

"Master, rest assured. We will do our best to do good and will never do evil."

Hong Chen waved his hand: "Then it's up to you. If Nezha hadn't taken you in, just looking at your resentment, I would want to send you to reincarnation. Go down, and don't show up in front of me until the resentment dissipates."

The seven spider spirits quickly said goodbye and left.

When they left, Nezha was a little frustrated: "I'm sorry, Master, I did something wrong."

Hong Chen laughed when he heard this: "Stupid, you did nothing wrong. Everyone has their own unique worldview. What I don't like, you may not dislike too. It's true that you are my disciple, but you are yourself first."

Nezha then regained his smile, raised his head, and his eyes were full of admiration: "Master, what you say always makes so much sense."

"There are many people who can make sense, but because I am your master, you can listen to some of the principles I say."

Nezha nodded in agreement: "This sentence also makes a lot of sense."

Hong Chen suddenly laughed: "When did you become a flatterer?"

"Hey, Master, how can you say that to me? I am your most lovely disciple!"

Hong Chen couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek.

"Okay, stop playing tricks. Your cultivation has reached Taiyi Perfection. I have already passed on to you all the experience I should give you for the next Daluo Dao Fruit. I can't teach you anything else. You have to go on your own."

Nezha blinked, thought for a moment and said, "Master, should I go back to retreat now?"

Hong Chen shook his head when he heard this: "It is not always possible to break through the obstacles on the road of cultivation by seclusion, especially for the Golden Immortal. If this were true, the number of Golden Immortals gathered in the Heavenly Palace would be at least ten times more."

Nezha nodded as if he had understood something: "Then Master...what should I do?"

Hong Chen pointed into the distance.

“Since you still don’t know what you can do, then go against the idea of ​​seclusion and go out into the world to see everything you have never seen or paid attention to.”

"Are these useful?" Nezha asked curiously.

Hong Chen shook his head: "Maybe it will work, maybe it won't. Daluo is different from other realms after all. However, since you have already walked to the door, why rush to kick it open?"

Nezha smiled brightly.

"Master is right, I was too anxious!"

Hong Chen glanced at him and said, "I see you saw Yang Jian got there before you, so you're anxious, right?"

"Hehe, Master, I can't hide anything from you. It's true. Yang Jian is my junior fellow apprentice, but he is so much faster than me. And Master, you don't know, he asked me to drink a few days ago, and I felt that he didn't respect me as his senior fellow apprentice!"

As he said this, Nezha couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. Even though he looked angry, he looked cuter no matter how you looked at him.

Hearing him say this, Hong Chen also laughed, but he was not laughing at Nezha, but at Yang Jian.

Just imagine that Yang Jian broke through in the Three Realms, and his memories are mainly based on the Three Realms. In the Three Realms, Nezha can be regarded as his younger brother, but when he came to the prehistoric world, Nezha became his senior brother instead.

Although such a change was not unacceptable to Yang Jian, it would be difficult for him to truly respect Nezha as his senior brother.

Thinking of this, Hong Chen rubbed Nezha's head and said with a smile: "He doesn't disrespect you, but there are some things that you can only know after you pick the Daluo Dao Fruit."

Nezha nodded heavily: "Don't worry, Master, I understand. Well, I won't rush to break through. I will follow what you said and take a good look at and experience more things in the world."

Hong Chen nodded with satisfaction: "This young man is teachable."

Nezha stood up, bowed and said goodbye.

Hong Chen watched him leave, as if he had already seen him breaking through to the Daluo realm.

Becoming a Daluo Jinxian is not a problem for Nezha.

The origin of Lingzhuzi was also infected by the saintly aura of Master Nuwa in the Queen Nuwa Palace.

Hong Chen turned his head and looked into the distance first. In Taoshan, Yang Jiao, who was accompanying his parents, had unknowingly reached the Taiyi perfection realm.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Red Boy who was in seclusion in Xuanling Mountain. His Golden Immortal cultivation became more solid after he turned to practicing the Red Dust Way.

Everything is getting better.

But it will be better.

(End of this chapter)