Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 75: Qiyun Brick and Stone Sanqing Sigh

One of the stars was fiery red all over, emitting light and heat continuously, illuminating the ancient times. It was the sun star transformed from Pangu's left eye.

The other star was pure white, shining with silver light, and emitting an eternal coldness that neutralized the light and heat emitted by the Sun. It was none other than the Moon that was transformed from Pangu's right eye.

These two stars are the supreme stars, commanding all the stars. But above these two supreme stars, there is another star that is the most special. It is neither big nor small, not as big as the supreme stars, and even smaller than the ancient stars.

But its position is the highest, even higher than the supreme star, and it is surrounded by many divine stars, all of which can compete with the ancient stars. It’s just that this star is not in the starry sky, and even has a looming feeling in the treasure map.

The Purple Star, which was born to be an emperor and to rule over all the stars, was transformed from Pangu's Niwan Palace.

Looking at Ziwei Star, a cold light flashed in Di Jun's eyes, but he didn't say anything in the end. He just shook the treasure map, and countless broken stars, 365 ancient stars and the Sun Star shone brightly, and endless brilliance was spread all over the prehistoric land.

But Emperor Jun did not do this to benefit all living beings, but to fight against the Witch Clan.

The light of these stars also turned into a bridge of light, connecting with the bridge of blood without fear.

As soon as the two bridges were connected, the leaders of both sides were shocked, knowing that the first Lich War would take place in the near future and this was just a test.

The battle between the two tribes was naturally a battle between soldiers and generals. The three thousand legions confronted the witch army, and those great witches naturally had the three hundred and sixty-five stars in the sky, the twenty-four guardians of the heavens, the ten demon saints and two masters to intercept them.

As for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it was the Four Emperors of Heaven who fought against them.

The gods watched quietly in the Lingxiao Palace, and no one helped any party. Their hatred for the demon clan did not mean they liked the witch clan.

For the gods, it would be best if both tribes suffered heavy losses, which would be in line with their expectations.

Guangchengzi was extremely excited to watch. Various magical powers and methods emerged one after another, and even the innate treasure Chaos Bell made a loud noise. It went in and out of the battlefield seven times, and even the combined efforts of many ancestor witches were unable to intercept it, showing the power of the treasure.

However, the Witch Clan did not get too entangled. The two sides only fought briefly and then separated, obviously planning to fight again another day.

When the Four Emperors of Heaven returned to the Lingxiao Palace, Guangchengzi was a little disappointed: "It was simply an anticlimactic performance. If we had fought more, I would have a deeper understanding of the way of space."

Guangchengzi sighed secretly. After all, he had just seen the power of the Chaos Bell, and he had all kinds of insights in his heart. This bell has the power to suppress the Hongmeng world, the power to reverse the time and space of the heavens, the power to evolve the mysteries of the way of heaven, and the power to refine the earth, water, fire and wind.

What he needs most is to witness how this clock can reverse the time and space of the heavens, so that he can comprehend the way of space.

The more he comprehends the laws of space, the better he will be able to break the heart of time and space.

Di Jun returned to the throne with the same smile on his face, but it was less vigorous and more fake than before, and it was obviously just a show.

Afterwards, many celestial maidens brought a feast, and all kinds of wonderful creatures danced in the venue for everyone to enjoy and watch.

In order to entertain the gods, the Heavenly Court spent a huge amount of money. The higher the seat, the more abundant the delicacies served. For example, in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, there were several plates of delicacies made from Daluo Jinxian-level monsters, and countless spiritual fruits turned into a small tree, quietly placed in the middle, full of vitality, waiting for everyone to taste it.

In addition to tea, the Heavenly Court also offered something called wine, which tasted spicy and extremely stimulating.

Some gods don't like the taste of wine, but some of them love to drink. Among them is Tongtian. In just a short while, he had drunk dozens of jars of wine. He even felt it was not enough and asked the goddess beside him to continue serving him more wine.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't like drinking alcohol or eating meat, so he only picked a few spiritual fruits to eat, then turned to Guangchengzi and said, "The Heavenly Court invited us to be guests, so we naturally can't waste these things. I don't like to eat these, so you can sit down and eat them."

Guang Chengzi shook his head repeatedly and said, "Master, where is the seat for a disciple? It is only given by the elder, and cannot be refused. The disciple can just stand aside."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled. It was a good thing for a disciple to respect his teacher, so there was no need to force it. So he said in a gentle voice: "Guangchengzi, Emperor Jun founded the Heavenly Court and his cultivation increased dramatically in one day. What do you think? Do you also want to establish a force?"

After hearing what Yuanshi Tianzun said, Guangchengzi shook his head and said, "After seeing you just now, I am glad that I no longer have the idea of ​​establishing a power."

Yuanshi Tianzun asked in surprise, "Why is that? You are worried that there is no one to guard it. You don't have to be afraid. With my master here, I am not afraid that we will be worse than the wizards and liches."

Guang Chengzi still shook his head and said, "Master, there is no such reason. It is because I have seen the shortcomings of the Heavenly Court that I no longer want to establish a power. I only want to follow Master and practice Taoism."

"What are the drawbacks?"

Guang Chengzi said: "Practicing Taoism is like building a tall building. If you want to build a building, the foundation is indispensable. In addition to the foundation, bricks and stones are the most important. The bricks and stones obtained by self-realization of the Tao belong only to oneself, and it is difficult for outsiders to take them away. But if you want to establish a power, the bricks and stones obtained in this way belong to luck. Once luck comes, bricks and stones will naturally be abundant, and the building will be built higher and higher, even more than those obtained by practicing the Tao, and faster.

But once the luck was gone, those bricks and stones of luck would also be pulled out with it. Naturally, the building would be riddled with holes, or even collapse directly. Seeing that the cultivation level of the Emperor of Heaven was as unstable as the waves of the sea, the disciples could only feel fortunate.

Fortunately, I have never established a power. If I use this to achieve cultivation, it will be just a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water. It looks unbreakable, but in fact it will fall down with a poke. Therefore, I only want to practice in the mountains and don’t want to leave even a step. "

Yuanshi Tianzun was also deeply moved after hearing this and said, "It's great that you know this. Think about it, among the three tribes that created the world, there were more than ten Hunyuan gods in each tribe, and there were hundreds of Daluo Jinxian in each tribe, which was enough to change the world.

But after the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity, those Primordial Gods were nearly extinct, with only one or two left lingering on. Only one in a hundred Golden Immortals remained, and apart from their reputations, they no longer had the same demeanor as before.
Why do you think this is so?

It is because everyone relies on luck to achieve himself. Once luck comes, everyone's cultivation will rise rapidly. It is a small matter to make rapid progress. But is there any eternal protagonist in the world?

When the days are up and luck declines, those who have achieved success through luck will certainly see their cultivation level drop drastically, or even fall directly into the mortal world. The transcendent ones will go back again, the upper reaches will return to the lower world, and those gods of luck will be pressed to the bottom of the long river of fate, and have not been able to escape until now.

It's pitiful, regrettable, sad and lamentable.

If they had practiced hard, they might have been able to spy on Hun Yuan today, but they just couldn't suppress their own ambitions and thought that nothing would happen. With these lucky thoughts, they ended up returning to dust, which is really a pity."

Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun's mood had improved, Guangchengzi also felt relieved and continued to stand aside and eat these delicacies.

These things naturally tasted delicious, but as he ate, Guangchengzi felt a little bored and his movements became faster.

He finished it all in a flash like a whirlwind, then began to refine the vital energy in it and stood back behind Yuanshi Tianzun again.

"No wonder it's so hard for the gods to come down to earth. Being sent down to earth is the most painful torture in the world. I don't know what delicious food there is in the mortal world that can make the gods drool. I find these boring to eat. How bored are they?"

Guangchengzi lamented in his heart that those immortals who were lured down to the mortal world by the delicacies of the mortal world were too boring. Compared with cultivation, the desire for food and drink was not worth mentioning at all.

Not only Yuanshi Tianzun did so, but Tongtian also let Duobao and others eat the delicacies on the table, while he himself drank and had fun, looking extremely carefree.

Compared to the other two who ate some, I didn't touch anything at all and let Guangchengzi eat it for me.

Guangchengzi naturally would not refuse. He stepped forward, bowed, and ate it all.

After all the gods had eaten and drunk their fill, the banquet came to an end.

Di Jun naturally tried to persuade them to stay, but the other gods were amazed that today's events happened too fast and too much. They all wanted to go back to make arrangements, so they all waved their hands to refuse. Among them, the Three Pure Ones left the fastest.

After leaving the Thirty-Six Heavens, the Three Pure Ones did not rush back to Kunlun Mountain, but instead strolled on Buzhou with their five disciples.

Looking at the many corpses of witches and liches left here, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed: "The witch-lich confrontation looks like another turbulent time. The dragon and phoenix catastrophe may happen again soon."

Tongtian was also a rare person who echoed Yuanshi Tianzun, and said in a deep voice: "There is no two suns in the sky, and no two kings on earth. The battle between the wizards and the lich is no different from the battle between the dragon, phoenix and unicorn. It's just to decide who is the strongest. I don't know where we should go in the future."

Yuanshi Tianzun retorted: "We are the authentic Pangu sect. How could anyone dare to force us to make a choice?"

Looking at the countless scenes in the prehistoric world, Laozi shook his head and said, "At the beginning of the universe, there were many great gods, all of whom were free and at ease. After the ferocious beasts were destroyed, even more gods gathered and prospered.

But for the sake of the path, everyone is fighting to the death, without any mercy at all.

Think about how powerful the three tribes of Kaitian were in the past. They were masters of scales and armor, masters of birds and beasts, and there were countless great gods within the tribe.

For example, the Ancestral Dragon, the Candle Dragon, the Azure Dragon, the First Qilin, the Black and Yellow Qilin, the Yuan Feng, and the Suzaku, how many of them are even half a bit weaker than us?
What's more, there are also the Demon Ancestor Luohou, the Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Five Elements Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, the Yangmei Ancestor, the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun and others, all of whom are at the twelfth level of Hunyuan, and they only need the last opportunity to completely transcend and become the same as Pangu.

But in the end, some died and some were sleepy, just like the yellow flowers of yesterday, which withered away in the blink of an eye without a single flower left.

Apart from Hongjun Daozu and Yangmei Laozu, how many people can still walk in the prehistoric world? Who can tell what will happen in the future? "

I have also gained a lot of insights today, and I actually said these slightly discouraging words.

(End of this chapter)