National Gardener: I can choose the evolution path of spiritual plants.

Lin Zhi sighed and waved his hand. The chaos in front of him turned into countless streams of light and flew towards these Hunyuan.

Now that he is in the Daoyan realm, he can transform chaos into endless treasures with just a flick of his hand.

Especially the so-called Hongmeng purple energy, which can be easily created by relying on his unique method of cultivating spiritual plants.

After these resources were distributed, Lin Zhi no longer paid any attention to them. He kept his mind away and continued to comprehend the truth with his wives.

In the chaos, the passage of time seemed to have lost its meaning. In the blink of an eye, 100,000 Yuanhui passed quietly. During these long years, Lin Zhi's growth was rapid.

Now, he has successfully evolved 2,900 great ways, and his cultivation has reached the amazing realm of the 99th level of Dao evolution. He is only eight levels away from the legendary supreme position of the Supreme Primordial Being. However, this seemingly close-at-hand eighth level is actually like an insurmountable chasm.

Recalling the cultivation process of Daozu Hongjun, it only took him a few hundred Yuanhui to advance from the first level of Daoyan to the ninety-eighth level of Daoyan. However, from the ninety-eighth level to the one hundred and eighth level, this leap took Daozu millions of Yuanhui. Even today, Daozu is still stuck at the one hundred and eighth level, and has never been able to break through to the supreme realm of Hunyuan.

In the past years, Lin Zhi, as a patrol angel, has fulfilled his duties and successfully built the Eighth Chaos Domain into a prosperous place. Not only has he improved his own cultivation, but he has also recruited many disciples in this Chaos Domain and cultivated batches of outstanding disciples. Under Lin Zhi's careful teaching, these disciples have entered the realm of Dao Yan, and then went to the Ninth Chaos Domain to continue to expand the territory and inherit the aspirations of their master.

Today, Lin Zhi has become a senior Hunyuan strongman. His fighting power is the top in the entire prehistoric world, and there are no more than ten thousand strongmen who can surpass his realm. His reputation and influence have grown with the passage of time, and he has become a role model and goal pursued by countless cultivators.

During the endless years of chaos, Lin Zhi's practice was no longer limited to the methods of the Qinglian Daoist Scripture. Even the content of the Chunyang Daoist Scripture could no longer satisfy his thirst for knowledge. His mind was like a sponge that constantly absorbed nutrients, longing for a deeper and broader truth of the Dao.

On such an ordinary yet special day, countless golden lotuses suddenly appeared in the wild land. They slowly blossomed on the ground, emitting dazzling light, as if the joy of the earth was silently celebrating. At the same time, a boundless force of merit, like bright sunshine, illuminated the entire wild world.

The sound of the Great Dao also sounded at this moment, echoing in the void, as if cheering for some great achievement. Lin Zhi's expression moved slightly, and then he revealed an expression of surprise that was difficult to conceal.

"The Daoist Ancestor has succeeded!" he exclaimed inwardly.

Yes, Daozu Hongjun finally succeeded in enlightenment at this moment, comprehended the three thousand original avenues in the prehistoric world, and became the first supreme supreme being in the entire chaotic universe. This is an unprecedented achievement, marking that the path of cultivation in the prehistoric world has entered a new era.

However, before the joyful atmosphere dissipated, a cold and strange demonic sound suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility. Lin Zhi's expression suddenly changed. He realized that this was another Dao Ancestor from the Dark Abyss. He also successfully created his own Dark Abyss Avenue and became the second Hunyuan Supreme.

Then, shocking news came one after another. The Nether Cave, the Purgatory of the Dead Souls, the Shura Blood Sea, the Chaos Nest, the Underground City, the Dark Rift, the Samsara Space, the Shelter... These powerful beings that were no less powerful than the Great Dao Ancestor Hongjun of the Primordial World also successively comprehended their own great ways and successfully advanced to the Supreme Primordial Being.

At this moment, the voice of Taoist Hongjun rang in Lin Zhi's heart.

"Anyone who has reached the 99th level of the Daoyan Heaven or above, please come to the Zixiao Palace immediately. I will preach the Dao again in a thousand years."

Hearing this news, Lin Zhi's face showed a bright smile. He knew that the last time Hongjun preached was a long time ago, and that preaching directly created the three thousand detached Hunyuan saints in the prehistoric world. These saints have created their own forces, and their strength is no less than that of the heaven.

Now, Hongjun is about to start preaching again. This is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for all the monks who are eager for knowledge and pursue the great way. Lin Zhi is full of expectations. He knows that this will be a new beginning, a beginning that will allow him to touch the true meaning of the great way one step further.

Lin Zhi's figure gradually became clear in the light of the teleportation array, and he embarked on the journey to Zixiao Palace. Zixiao Palace was the most sacred place in the prehistoric world, the residence of Daoist ancestor Hongjun, and also a pilgrimage site that countless cultivators dreamed of.

Five hundred years is an unimaginably long time for ordinary people, but in the eyes of a cultivator, it is just a blink of an eye. Lin Zhi has experienced countless hardships and challenges during his journey. Every battle makes his will stronger, and every understanding makes his cultivation deeper. His figure shuttles through the starry sky, like a star that never goes out, shining with its own light.

Finally, when Lin Zhi arrived near Zixiao Palace, he was deeply shocked by the scene before him. Countless powerful beings gathered around the ancestral star, and their auras gathered into powerful energy fluctuations, as if even the sky and the earth were about to change color.

Each of these powerful beings has a name that resounds throughout the ancient world. Their stories are spread in every corner, inspiring generations of monks.

Emperor Haotian, the extremely majestic being who rules over all the heavens and worlds, is now sitting quietly on the clouds. There is a deep light in his eyes, as if he can see through all the mysteries of the world.

The Three Pure Ones, the Two Saints of the West, Hou Tu Niangniang, Nuwa Niangniang, the Three Emperors of the Human Race… These great gods who were once only heard of in legends now appeared alive before Lin Zhi's eyes. Their existence was like the stabilizing force between heaven and earth, stabilizing the order of the entire world.

Lin Zhi took a deep breath. He knew that he was no longer the ordinary cultivator who could only look up to these great gods from afar.

His cultivation was already enough to be on par with them, and his name had already begun to spread throughout the ancient world.

He approached these great gods, communicated with them, shared his own spiritual experiences, and also absorbed sparks of wisdom from them.

During this process, Lin Zhi felt an unprecedented excitement.

He knew that all this was the result of his unremitting efforts and the favor of the Tao to him.

In the days to come, he will have the opportunity to listen to the teachings of Daoist Ancestor Hongjun, which will be a leap forward in his cultivation and may allow him to reach a higher realm. During the five hundred years outside Zixiao Palace, Lin Zhi exchanged experiences with many powerful people, learned from each other, and discussed the mysteries of the Tao together. During this period, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and finally, in an epiphany, he successfully broke through to the realm of Dao Yan Bai Chong. This achievement made him stand out among this group of powerful people and won the respect and recognition of everyone.

As time passed, the moment of the Zixiao Palace's sermon finally arrived. Emperor Haotian, once the son of Daozu Hongjun, once again lowered his status and announced in a solemn voice: "The time has come, the master invites everyone to come in." As soon as the words fell, the originally calm immortals and gods suddenly became excited. Everyone wanted to enter the Zixiao Palace as soon as possible and occupy a good position to better listen to Daozu's teachings.

After all, there are too many stories in history where fate was changed by seating. During the first sermon in Zixiao Palace, the positions of the six cushions determined the birth of the six future saints. Therefore, this time, no one wanted to fall behind, and everyone tried their best to show their magical powers and scrambled to squeeze into Zixiao Palace.

However, Lin Zhi remained unusually calm. He knew that in this world, keeping a low profile was the way to survive. His background was not strong, and although he had achieved some strength, it was still insignificant in front of this group of powerful people. He clearly remembered that the old ancestor Hongyun had a tragic end because of his high profile. If Hongyun could live to this day, with his background and talent, he would probably have reached the realm of Dao Yan 100.

Therefore, Lin Zhi chose to wait. He would rather give up the fight for the front row position and ensure his own safety. He believed that as long as he listened carefully, he could understand the true meaning of Daozu even in the corner of Zixiao Palace. So, he stood quietly behind the crowd, waiting for the other immortals to finish fighting, and then calmly entered Zixiao Palace.

Soon, he saw the grace of Daozu.

Inside the Zixiao Palace, there was a solemn silence, as if even the air was waiting for a sacred moment to arrive. The immortals stood quietly in their respective seats, their eyes full of expectation and awe, all their attention focused on the ancient high platform in the center of the Zixiao Palace. On the high platform, a seemingly ordinary cushion was quietly placed, its existence seemed to connect the past and the future, carrying the dreams and pursuits of countless cultivators.

In this solemn atmosphere, a gentle breeze began to flow through the palace, carrying a faint purple air, like a spring drizzle, gently blowing through every corner. As the wind blew, mysterious runes gradually appeared in the air. They danced in the air, flashing the light of wisdom, and finally gathered into deep and mysterious patterns, as if telling the origin and end of the universe.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared on the high platform. He was Hongjun Daozu. His arrival was without any sign or fanfare, but as soon as he appeared, he naturally became the center of the audience. He was wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a peaceful face and deep eyes like the starry sky, containing endless knowledge and wisdom. His existence was like a mountain that made people look up.

Daozu Hongjun slowly sat down, and the cushion emitted a soft light, blending into him, as if everything in this space had been given new vitality by his arrival. He raised his head slightly, and his eyes gently swept over every immortal god present. Everyone touched by his eyes felt a warm power injected into their hearts, making them clear-minded and free of distracting thoughts.

"The Tao is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the Tao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the Tao is nameless, nourishing all things. I do not know its name, so I force myself to call it Tao." The voice of Hongjun Daozu was melodious and profound, and every word seemed to contain endless wisdom, crossing the boundaries of time and space and reaching the depths of everyone's soul.

As he preached, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with waves of mysterious energy. Flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and countless strange visions appeared along with his words. The immortals listened in fascination. Some closed their eyes in deep thought, some had bright eyes, and some were trembling with excitement. They all knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It was such an honor to be able to listen to the Taoist master's preaching in person.

Lin Zhi stood in the crowd and was also attracted by the words of Hongjun Daozu. He felt as if his soul had been cleansed, and many questions that had troubled him in the past were answered at this moment.

As the sermon progressed, the words of Hongjun Daozu became more profound and difficult to understand, but every word seemed to have magic, guiding the immortals and gods present to explore the depths of the avenue. In Zixiao Palace, there was silence, only Daozu's voice echoed, as if telling the eternal truth.

As the sermon progressed, the words of Hongjun Daozu became more profound and difficult to understand, but every word seemed to have magic, guiding the immortals and gods present to explore the depths of the avenue. In Zixiao Palace, there was silence, only Daozu's voice echoed, as if telling the eternal truth.

The preaching lasted for an unknown period of time. Through Hongjun's explanation of the three thousand original great ways, Lin Zhi suddenly realized.

There were three thousand goddesses listening to the sermon with him. Even if they didn't understand something, they had to take note of it temporarily and comprehend it later.

In less than a hundred years, among the Three Pure Ones, Shangqing had a sudden realization and broke through instantly, and his cultivation level approached the 107th level of Daoyan.

Over the next several thousand years, immortals and gods continued to break through, getting closer and closer to the realm of the Supreme Primordial Being.

Through Hongjun's preaching, Lin Zhi's cultivation level also improved steadily.

From the 100th level of Dao Yan, he quickly broke through all the way to the 107th level of Dao Yan, which made the surrounding immortals and gods look up to him.

Even Hongjun looked sideways, closed his eyes and calculated for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

Under the puzzled gaze of the gods, Patriarch Hongjun revealed a shocking and huge secret.

"This chaos is not just about rebirth, it also has destruction. It is an infinite cycle, and in each cycle, all living beings, including the Supreme Primordial Being, will be destroyed without leaving any trace."

These words instantly shocked the gods.

"Dao...Daozu, even you can't resist the birth and death of chaos?"

Hongjun shook his head and said, "No, the birth and death of chaos is destined. What we can do is to delay the process of chaos's destruction. Chaos is like the tide. It lives when the tide rises, and it dies when the power of the tide is exhausted. If we can continue this new power and keep chaos expanding, it will not die.

If chaos stops expanding, destruction will begin."

"Therefore, this is the fundamental reason why we built the Chaos Domain..."

(End of this chapter)