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

Chapter 4 End of Lecture

While Ling Xiao was thinking, two bald men rushed into Zixiao Palace.

It goes without saying that the two Buddhist monks in the Western Paradise, Jie Yin and Zhunti, have been mentioned.

When he saw that all six cushions were occupied, Zhunti immediately began to cry bitterly, crying about how hard it was for the two brothers to travel from the West, and how barren the West was.

The six people who occupied the cushion cried and wailed, but this time there was no good guy like Hongyun, and no Kunpeng for them to bully, so Lingxiao and the other six completely ignored them.

Jie Yin and Zhunti became anxious. Jinwu had three brothers, and Sanqing also had three people, so they were not at an advantage.

There are six cushions placed here, and everyone knows that occupying a cushion is likely to bring good luck. The two are unwilling to give up, so even if they occupy one, it will be good. So they set their sights on Nuwa and Fuxi, and use the magic weapons, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Six Pure Bamboos to force their way in.

"No action is allowed in Zixiao Palace."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, flowing clouds flickered, golden lotus emerged from the ground, and Taoist Hongjun appeared at the top of Zixiao Palace.

"Meet Dao Ancestor."

Three thousand worldly guests hurried to pay their respects.

Hongjun said nothing, his eyes fixed on Lingxiao.

He knew everything that happened in Zixiao Palace. The six cushions represented the six divine saints appointed by heaven, but because of this extra golden crow, things went off track.

There are fifty great ways and forty-nine heavenly ways. There is always a slight variable, so it’s nothing to have one more golden crow.

The major trend of Heaven is irreversible, but minor trends can be changed. It does not matter if the three golden crows fight for the cushion. After all, the holy position is decided by him and Heaven.

But Ling Xiao actually showed goodwill to the Twelve Ancestral Witches, which made Hongjun unable to sit still. If the future Demon King became friends with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, how could the Witch-Demon Calamity continue?

When he saw the two Buddhist monks from the West were about to attack Nuwa, Hongjun knew that these were his future disciples. Now they were fighting and becoming enemies, so Hongjun had to come out to stop them.

Ling Xiao felt a little frightened when Hongjun stared at him. He thought that this old guy would not be able to see through his true colors.

On the surface, Ling Xiao tried to remain calm and even gave Hongjun an innocent smile.

After staring at Ling Xiao for a long time, Hongjun didn't see anything wrong, so he retracted his gaze and said, "The seat has been decided and cannot be changed. You should sit like this from now on."

After hearing this, Zhunti immediately cried out, "Daozu, my brother and I have traveled all the way from the West. The West is barren and the journey to Zixiao Palace is long. We are exhausted both physically and mentally. Please have mercy on us and give us a place to sit."

Everyone was disgusted. The Zixiao Palace was so big, but there was not enough space for you to sit. You kept crying at every turn and had no shame at all.

However, they were dumbfounded the next second. They saw the Taoist ancestor wave his hand, and three cushions fell beside Jie Yin, Zhunti and Tong Tian respectively.

"You three all have great opportunities and great fortune. Please sit down. Your seats cannot be changed in the future."

Hearing this, Zhunti and Jieyin were overjoyed and sat down happily. Tongtian glanced at Zhunti and felt as if he owed this shameless bald donkey a karma.

After all, it was because of Zhunti’s shameless crying and complaining that he got the cushion.

Ling Xiao appeared calm on the surface, but he was secretly complaining that, as expected, the three brothers had no chance of being destined to be the emperor. It was useless even if they snatched the cushion, as others could add seats.

However, this was expected long ago. Among the nine cushions, the other six have obtained the sainthood. It would be unreasonable for Hongjun not to compensate the three brothers.

When the time comes, Hongjun must be tricked.

When the others saw that playing the victim was effective, they all wanted to follow suit, but Daozu did not give them this opportunity and said, "This time, I will preach the Dao of Daluo. How much you can understand depends on your own opportunities."

After that, the sermon began. As the sound of the sermon echoed, the Purple Sky Palace was filled with brilliant light and golden lotus emerged from the ground.

Everyone quickly focused their minds and listened. Ling Xiao also listened very carefully. Although he knew the future trend of the prehistoric world, he really didn't know the cultivation method after Taiyi Jinxian.

There were three lectures in Zixiao Palace. The first lectured on the way of the Daluo Golden Immortal, the second lectured on the way of the Quasi-Sage, and the third lectured on the way of the Saint.

After the three lectures, Hongjun will accept Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti as his disciples, and the foundation of your majesty's sainthood, Hongmeng purple qi and many treasures. Time passed slowly, a thousand years passed, and the first sermon ended.

"Three thousand years later, I will talk about the path of the quasi-saint."

Hongjun left a word and disappeared.

During the thousand years, many people had sudden enlightenment. Some of them were originally stuck at the perfection of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but after listening to the Tao, they had an epiphany and broke through to the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal.

For a time, the number of Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric world increased a lot.

Among them, Laozi had a sudden enlightenment and broke through to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian, becoming the leader of the group.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no souls and only cultivated their bodies and laws. What Hongjun said was useless to them, so they left first.

Others also left one after another.

Outside the Zixiao Palace, Ling Xiao frowned. He could listen to the ways of the Golden Immortal and the Quasi-Saint, but there was no need to listen to the three lectures on the Way of the Sage.

The method of becoming a saint given by Hongjun requires the Hongmeng purple qi. If Hongjun does not give them the Hongmeng purple qi, the three brothers will not be able to become saints no matter how much they practice.

Therefore, Ling Xiao can only find another way and take another path to prove his truth through the laws.

Any of the three thousand great laws, if practiced to the extreme, can lead to sainthood.

After returning, I have to call my two brothers to start comprehending the laws together.

As they were thinking, they saw the Three Pure Ones blocking their way. Yuanshi said with a look of arrogance and resentment: "How can a person with fur and horns, born from an egg, be qualified to own the innate treasure, the Chaos Bell?"

"The Chaos Bell was transformed from the back of Pangu's axe. The Chaos Bell belongs to the Father God. We, the Three Pure Ones, are the authentic descendants of Pangu. The Chaos Bell should belong to us, the Three Pure Ones."

Hearing these shameless words, the three Ling Xiao brothers immediately became angry.

"The treasure belongs to the capable. I just broke through to the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, and you think you are capable of it. If you want to steal it, just say so. Why are you being so hypocritical?"

"If you want to fight, then come on, let's talk based on our abilities."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he sacrificed the Pure White Lotus and attacked Yuanshi. This old wall lamp was really annoying. He had to beat him up today to vent his anger.

Yuanshi quickly sacrificed the Jade Ruyi, Donghuang Taiyi faced Laozi, Dijun faced Tongtian, and a war was about to break out.

Yuanshi used the Jade Ruyi to attack. There was a Pure White Lotus above Lingxiao's head, and pure and flawless light of the Pure World was shining. Yuanshi's attack could not break through the defense of the Pure White Lotus at all.

Although they are all top-grade innate spiritual treasures, they are also divided into strong and weak. The best way to judge is how many restrictions they contain. The Pure World White Lotus has thirty-six restrictions, and Yuanshi's Jade Ruyi has at most thirty-three restrictions.

Although Ling Xiao has no magical weapon for attack now, Jinwu's innate magical power, the True Sun Fire, is no pushover. The overwhelming True Sun Fire spread out, forcing Yuanshi to retreat again and again in an embarrassing state.

Di Jun and Tong Tian attacked each other fiercely, but Tong Tian only had the Qingping Sword and no defensive magic weapon, so he was at a disadvantage.

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi has the Chaos Bell on his head, and Laozi has the supreme treasure of merit, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Pagoda of Terror on his head. This is Laozi's companion magic weapon, and its defense is not weaker than the Chaos Bell, but it has no attack power.

Although Laozi had a high level of cultivation and held the Taiyi whisk, he was unable to break the defense of the Chaos Bell, and the two were in a stalemate.

Many people have not left yet to watch the six-man battle. Donghuang Taiyi and Laozi are in a stalemate, while Yuanshi and Tongtian are being suppressed by Lingxiao and Dijun.

Kunpeng, who was at odds with the Three Pure Ones, gloated: "The authentic Pangu is just so-so."

Bai Ze, the auspicious beast and the think tank of the demon clan, looked at the three powerful Golden Crow brothers with his eyes becoming brighter and brighter. This is the real emperor, the Demon King who commands the demon clan.

Now the demon clan is in disarray and is being bullied by the witch clan. For example, they persuaded the three brothers to become emperors and lead the demon clan to fight against the witch clan.

(End of this chapter)