Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 23 Three Lectures on Zixiao Palace

As the gate of Zixiao Palace opened, three thousand worldly guests poured in and found various places to sit down.

Not long after, Taoist Ancestor Hongjun arrived and saw that Sanqing, Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti had all become quasi-saints. He nodded with satisfaction.

But when his eyes fell on the Three Golden Crows, he saw that the Three Golden Crows did not choose to prove the truth by slaying the three corpses, but chose to prove the truth by following the laws.

Anger was evident in his eyes. These three evil beasts, he had already said that he would retire from the great Dao, but now that the laws of the Dao were not working, these three evil beasts insisted on going against him.

He was the creator of the method of beheading the three corpses to attain enlightenment, so he was naturally proud of it. Moreover, all the creatures in the prehistoric world followed this method, which made it easier for him to control them.

The three evil beasts were following the rules to prove their way, and they were no longer under his control.

What an evil beast.

However, in front of so many ancient creatures, he couldn't lose his temper and needed to maintain the demeanor of a Taoist ancestor.

Moreover, in today's primitive times, it is not so easy to follow the laws and prove the truth. The three evil beasts will surely regret it one day and change their ways to kill the three corpses and prove the truth.

Not to mention the Great Dao retiring, Heavenly Dao will not allow anyone to follow the laws of the Dao and become a saint, thus escaping from Heavenly Dao's control.

After calming down, Hongjun said, "This is the last time I will preach the way of the saints. Anyone with questions can ask. This will last for three thousand years."

After he finished speaking, the sermon officially began. Ling Xiao listened very carefully. Many of the things Hongjun said were very useful.

For example, there are nine levels of sainthood, and above the saints there are the realm of He Dao, the realm of Da Dao, and the realm of Chuang Dao.

Pangu had reached the Dao realm at the beginning and wanted to create the world and establish the Dao, but ultimately failed and died.

There is a realm above the quasi-saint, the sub-saint. The combination of the three corpses can prove one a sub-saint. The peak of the sub-saint possesses 90% of the strength of a saint.

Three thousand years later, the sermon ended and it was time for questions.

"Daozu, is it true that the Wu clan cannot attain enlightenment and become a saint?" Hou Tu spoke impatiently.

"The Wu clan is incomplete by nature, and cannot discern the mysteries of heaven or know the destiny of heaven. However, there are fifty great ways, and forty-nine are derived from heaven. If one is lost, all things and creatures have a glimmer of hope. The Wu clan needs great opportunity and great fortune to become a saint."

"Thank you Daozu for your guidance." Houtu's eyes lit up. There was always a chance.

"Daozu, only by killing the three corpses can one achieve enlightenment and become a saint?" Lei Ze asked.

"There are three ways to become a saint. The first is to kill the three corpses to prove the Dao. The third is to combine the three corpses to become a sub-saint. The fourth is to defeat the sub-saint and become a saint. If you have a foundation in the Dao, you don't need to become a sub-saint. If the three corpses are combined, you can enter the saint realm."

"The second way is to gain a lot of heavenly merits and attain sainthood."

"The third way is to prove the truth through laws. However, now that the great way has disappeared and the laws are not obvious, proving the truth through laws is no longer feasible."

When he finished speaking, Hongjun looked at the Three Golden Crows meaningfully.

The three Jinwu brothers disagreed. They had the Heaven Burial Coffin, which allowed them to comprehend the complete laws of the Great Dao. The Great Dao had retreated, and the laws were not obvious, which did not affect them.

"Taoist Ancestor, which is stronger, proving the Tao by beheading the three corpses or proving the Tao by doing good deeds?" Lao Tzu asked.

"No distinction between strong and weak." Hongjun replied with four words.

Ling Xiao curled his lips. This old man didn't tell the truth. In the future, Nuwa would gain enlightenment through merits and would be the weakest among the six saints.

There are three ways to attain the Tao. The strongest is the Tao through the Laws, the second is the Tao through beheading the three corpses, and the Tao through merit is the weakest.

After hearing all the questions from the immortals, Hongjun said: "Now the Great Heavenly Dao is incomplete. After this lecture, I will use my body to make the Great Heavenly Dao complete. From now on, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the immortals stood in awe. Sacrificing one's own body to complete the Way of Heaven was such a fearless and great sacrifice. He was worthy of being the ancestor of Taoism.

However, Ling Xiao knew that Hongjun clearly wanted to control the prehistoric world, and that merging oneself with the Dao was the only way to reach the Dao state. Yet he spoke so righteously and was hypocritical.

Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun. These words are clearly spoken to the prehistoric Heavenly Dao.

The purpose of preaching three times was to gain the approval of Heaven. "After I merge with Heaven, nothing can happen without a great change in the wilderness. Today, I am willing to accept a disciple to help me guard the four directions and protect the wilderness." Hongjun said.

As soon as these words came out, the three thousand worldly guests suddenly became excited. If they became disciples of Daozu, their chances of becoming a saint would definitely be greater. Even if they could not become a saint, with Daozu's protection, who would dare to provoke them?

For a while, the hall was filled with heavy breathing sounds, especially Dong Wanggong was the most excited. He was the first male immortal appointed by Daozu and definitely had the best chance to become Daozu's disciple.

At least that's what he thought, but reality is often cruel.

“Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, you three pure ones are the incarnations of Pangu’s original spirit. You have the merit of creating the world and have great fortune. You should be my disciples.” Hongjun looked at the three pure ones.

Sanqing almost jumped up with excitement and bowed quickly, "Disciple greets the teacher."

"The Way of Heaven has its own destiny. The three of you have great luck and are destined to become saints. This is the primordial purple energy, the foundation of the Way of Heaven. If you study and practice it well, after the three corpses become one, you will naturally become a saint without having to go through the realm of sub-saints."

Hongjun waved his hand, and three streams of primordial purple aura entered the bodies of the Three Pure Ones.

"Thank you, Teacher." Sanqing's body trembled with excitement.

The other immortals looked on with envy. Since the Taoist Patriarch had appointed a saint, it would be hard for the Three Pure Ones not to become saints.

“Nuwa, if you have great opportunities and great merits in the future, you can also become my disciple and become a saint in the future.”

Hongjun injected a stream of primordial purple energy into Nuwa's body.

"Thank you, teacher." Nuwa hurriedly bowed to express her gratitude.

The people of the demon clan were extremely excited. Since the demon clan had a saint, what could the witch clan use to fight against the demon clan?

Nuwa also had a share. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Dong Wanggong's eyes, and he looked at Daozu eagerly.

At this time, Zhunti's voice sounded: "Daozu, my brother and I are devoted to the Tao. We have been practicing hard in the West and educating the creatures in the West. However, the West is really barren. We beg Daozu to have mercy on us."

Hearing this active request, Dong Wanggong was not happy, and quickly stood up and said: "How dare you! Fate is determined by heaven, how can you force it? The Taoist Master has his own ideas about who to accept as a disciple."

Ling Xiao looked at Dong Wanggong with disdain, what a damn lickspittle.

Dong Wanggong also thought that he licked very well, and the Taoist should be very satisfied with him, but he was slapped in the face very quickly.

"You two have little fortune, but during the battle between Taoism and demons, I fought with Luohou in the west. Luohou detonated the earth veins in the west, causing the west to become barren."

"This karma has fallen on me. It is indeed not easy for you two to run around for the West and educate the Western creatures."

"Well, the two of you will become my nominal disciples, and revive the West to repay this karma."

After saying that, Hongjun injected two streams of Hongmeng purple aura into the bodies of Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Thank you, Teacher." Jie Yin and Zhunti knelt down excitedly.

Dong Wanggong's face turned green, but that's fine, what else can these two do except cry and act pitiful.

Because of crying miserably, he got a cushion. Now, because of crying miserably, he became a disciple of Daozu and obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the basis for becoming a saint. Why?

Thinking about it, Dong Wanggong had to run around everywhere to maintain the order of the ancient world and establish the fairy court, so he must have played his part.

Gritting his teeth, Dong Wanggong decided to learn from Jie Yin and Zhunti to cry shamelessly.

But at this moment, the voice of Daozu sounded: "There are six holy positions destined by heaven, so let it be."

“What, there are only six saints?” Everyone in Zixiao Palace was immediately furious, and began to imitate Jie Yin and Zhunti to act pitifully. Dong Wanggong and Kunpeng cried the most miserably.

The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth twitched. They all looked like they were mourning. If people didn't know, they would have thought that the Taoist Patriarch was dead.

(End of this chapter)