Honghuang: Starting from the Enlightenment of the Great Emperor Dongyue

Chapter 62 The Stone Monkey is Born
Lich battlefield.

[Pangu's true body] stood tall and majestic, reaching up to the sky and the earth. He suddenly swung his giant axe, forcing Di Jun to retreat half a step.

Di Jun staggered back, a hint of horror flashing in his eyes.

Before Di Jun could stand firm, Pangu's true body had already turned his gaze to Taiyi, with a grim smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and grabbed fiercely, aiming directly at the Chaos Bell in front of Taiyi.

The pitch-black axe of creation in his hand hummed, emitting a terrifying suction force that swallowed everything.

The Chaos Bell in front of Taiyi was shaking continuously, and all the monsters were wailing. They were about to return to the Pangu Axe.

This might be fate. Taiyi had spent his entire life trying to refine the Chaos Bell but failed. Now, the flaw was finally revealed and the Chaos Bell was pulled and moved a few degrees.

[Pangu's true form] laughed loudly towards the sky, and his laughter shook the world.

"cut!"

The giant axe of creation suddenly chopped down with the force of splitting the world apart.

"Do not!!!"

Taiyi let out a desperate roar, endless resentment surging in his heart.

The axe blade directly split the chest of the ten-thousand-foot-tall golden crow and smashed the towering giant peak behind it. The two halves of the body scattered on the ground, and even the soul was torn apart by the turbid evil energy.

The golden blood of the Golden Crow fell like rain, and the earth was ignited with the blazing flame of the sun.

"Royal brother (Donghuang)!!!" All the monsters cried out in unison, and sadness spread throughout the wilderness.

Di Jun witnessed Taiyi's death with his own eyes and was heartbroken. It was as if thousands of swords pierced his heart, and tears and blood flowed uncontrollably.

At this moment, the Chaos Bell, freed from Taiyi's restraints, seemed to have found its home, quickly merging into the somewhat illusory Pangu Axe. This Chaos treasure, a peerless weapon, finally began to reveal its true power. Even at only a third of its power, it was enough to shock Juntian.

Seeing that Pangu Axe was about to take shape, Di Jun suppressed his grief and wiped away his tears, but the tears could not be stopped.

His face was expressionless, his tone was cold, and his voice, without any sadness or joy, was filled with endless murderous intent: "You must die!"

A huge sun star slowly rose from behind Di Jun, emitting a terrifying aura that could burn the sky and boil the sea.

"Destroyed!"

The vast and boundless sound of ancient times returned to the primitive times. [Pangu's true body] pushed the law of power to the extreme, and Pangu's axe chopped down fiercely. This blow gathered all the luck of the witch clan and turned it into the strongest blow.

[Juntian] The heaven and earth began to shatter, and everything returned to chaos, but Pangu's axe continued to move, and the next moment it did not break the chaos and repeat all things.

At this moment, Hongjun's face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on [Pangu's true body].

Even if the world changed, He could still do this!
"Emperor Slash!"

At the same time, Di Jun on the opposite side also launched his strongest attack.

The blazing sun behind him transformed into a divine sword of destiny, emitting a dazzling light. This sword contained the mysteries of the imperial way. He replaced the way of heaven with his own way, and the stars in the sky, the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, and all living things were under his control.

"You don't deserve to be alive!"

The emperor's voice rumbled, and his words were followed by laws. The luck of the demon clan merged into the magic sword. For a moment, time and space gave way, and all laws were opened.

Time seemed to stand still as two extremely powerful sharp blades crossed each other, and all defenses were in vain.

The two giants were struck by two attacks, and a vacuum appeared, where not even a sound could be heard. Pangu's true form could no longer maintain its shape, and it split into several figures, falling heavily to the ground.

In this battle, countless demon saints of the demon clan were killed and turned into ashes.

Di Jun was bleeding on the spot, seriously injured, and his holy foundation was damaged.

On the side of the witch clan, nine of the twelve ancestor witches died directly, leaving only Dijiang, Wu Shisan, and Xuanming. Wu Shisan was seriously injured and one of his arms was broken.

"Second brother!" Xuan Ming cried out in pain and blood. At the very end, Zhu Jiuyin burned all his blood and essence to delay time for a moment, and threw Xuan Ming, the youngest sister of the witch clan, out, and welcomed the judgment of fate with a smile.

Even though I knew she would be reborn, I still wanted her to live a little longer.

At this time, Hou Tu, who was far away in heaven, knew that no one had really died, but the feeling of seeing her loved ones die in front of her eyes still made her heart pierce like a needle and the pain was unbearable.

At this moment, the emperors in heaven saw that Dong Wanggong was underestimating his enemies when fighting against Gou Chen and Zhu Que.

Fuxi seized the opportunity and suddenly appeared, and the auras of the six emperors were in harmony.

The Supreme One descended, and a brilliant sword light cut through the sky, slashing directly at the King of the East.

Dong Wanggong was unable to dodge and was hit by the sword light. His holy blood splattered, dyeing the clouds in the sky red.

When the smoke cleared, nearly half of the world within [Juntian] was shattered.

The war between the two worlds ended with a tragic victory for [Heaven].

It is called a tragic victory because although the two saints of [Juntian], Dong Wanggong and Di Jun, were seriously injured, saints are immortal and will not perish as long as the way of heaven collapses. As long as the saints are immortal, their injuries will eventually recover.

In comparison, the casualties of the demon and immortal tribes are really insignificant. Even if there are millions of corpses and rivers of blood, for a saint, the proportion is too low.

On the other hand, on the [Cang Tian] side, the Witch Clan and the Divine Army suffered heavy losses.

Of the twelve ancestor witches of the Wu clan, nine have died, leaving only Di Jiang, Wu Shisan and Xuan Ming to survive.

Wu Shisan was seriously injured with a broken arm. The Wu clan was almost unable to compete with the [Juntian] demon clan and withdrew from the stage of the prehistoric world.

Although the divine army, under the leadership of the Great Emperor, severely damaged the King of the East, they themselves were also seriously injured.

In the end, as one side gained strength while the other lost, although [Cangtian] won the war, it also paid a huge price and only devoured part of [Juntian]'s source.

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On the top of Huaguo Mountain, the fairy stone is bathed in the essence of the sun and the moon, and the yin and yang energies blend together, giving birth to new life.

After who knows how many years, the time has finally come for this magical stone to ripen.

One day, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky. The earth shook, the mountains trembled, the wind blew, the clouds surged, and thunder and lightning flashed.

A dazzling golden light fell from the sky and hit the immortal stone squarely.

I saw the fairy stone burst open and produced a stone egg as big as a ball.

When he saw the wind, he turned into a stone monkey with all the facial features and limbs intact.

His eyes flashed with golden light, and he supported himself on the ground with his hands, slowly stood up, looked around, and looked at this strange world curiously.

He is Taicang.

He saw a snow-white Ganoderma lucidum beside him, emitting an alluring fragrance.

He grabbed the Ganoderma lucidum and put it into his mouth without thinking, chewing it with relish.

"Hmm, it tastes pretty good." Taicang thought to himself, this Ganoderma lucidum contains rich innate spiritual energy, which is just right to stabilize his innate sacred body and make his gifted divine eyes clearer.

He glanced at the swaying orchid not far away, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The orchid trembled slightly, as if responding to his gaze.

After Taicang skipped away, Lanhua slowly transformed into a beautiful woman with a graceful figure.

She was wearing an emerald green silk dress, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and her temperament was cool and elegant.

She bent down to pick up the fragments of the fairy stone, and gently stroked them with her jade hands. The fragments turned into points of spiritual light and merged into her body.

Then, she turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds. According to the "script", Taicang played and frolicked with a group of monkeys on the Flower and Fruit Mountain, pretending to be curious about everything.

He quickly integrated into the monkey group, showing unique spirituality and leadership, and inadvertently became the leader of the monkey group.

He led the monkeys to explore the Flower-Fruit Mountain, climbing vines and picking peaches from trees, having a great time.

"King! King! Look, there's a waterfall!" a little monkey shouted, pointing into the distance.

Taicang looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a huge waterfall pouring down from the cliff, splashing water everywhere, with magnificent momentum.

"Let's go and take a look!" Taicang gave an order, and the monkeys rushed towards the waterfall in a mighty manner.

Behind the waterfall, there is a huge cave hidden. The cave is spacious and bright, warm in winter and cool in summer, making it a great place to settle down.

"My king! My king! This Water Curtain Cave is such a wonderful place!" An old monkey jumped up and down excitedly. "It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and there's such a huge waterfall covering it. It's like a natural barrier!"

Taicang nodded slightly, but was secretly planning his future training plan in his heart.

at the same time.

Nuwa had already started her spiritual practice.

With her amazing "luck", she discovered a secret cave deep in the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

Hidden in the cave is a volume of ancient immortal skills and some precious elixirs.

With the blessing of the immortal stone fragments and this unexpected gain, her cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and she soon reached the Golden Immortal realm.

Nuwa was not in a hurry to show up, but secretly observed the situation in Huaguo Mountain.

She discovered that there were seventy-two demon kings entrenched around Huaguo Mountain, each ruling its own territory and fighting each other endlessly.

"These seventy-two cave demon kings each occupy a mountain and become the king, fighting each other endlessly."

"In that case, let me unify the Flower-Fruit Mountain." Nuwa's face showed excitement, with a gleam in her eyes.

In the Water Curtain Cave.

There is singing and dancing every day, it is so lively.

Taicang was playing and frolicking with the monkeys, looking as if he had no desire to leave.

One day, Taicang was playing with a group of monkeys when he suddenly saw an old monkey walking towards him tremblingly. He looked very old and frail, and was about to die.

Taicang pretended to be surprised, scratching his head and asking, "Huh? Why does this old monkey look like this? Could it be that he has some strange disease?"

The monkeys around also gathered around and talked about it in a buzzing voice.

"Yeah, the old monkey has been getting weaker and weaker lately."

"Looking at the way he looks, I'm afraid he won't live long."

"Alas, birth, aging, sickness and death are the laws of nature. We cannot escape this fate either."

Taicang listened to the monkeys' discussion, pretending not to know, and was very confused.

Upon hearing this, the old monkey sighed and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know. We are all mortals with limited lifespans. One day, we will grow old and die."

Taicang pretended to be frightened, grabbed the old monkey's hand and asked, "Is there any way to avoid birth, old age, sickness and death?"

The old monkey pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I've heard there's a fairy mountain overseas, and on that mountain live immortals who can achieve immortality. Perhaps Your Majesty could go there and seek the immortals' guidance, and learn the art of immortality."

Upon hearing this, Taicang pretended to be overjoyed.

"Okay! I will go out to sea to seek immortals and learn the secret of immortality!" Taicang made the decision immediately, and the monkeys cheered.

Before Taicang went out to sea, he specifically instructed the monkey group on some matters and reinforced the formation of Huaguo Mountain. Only then did he embark on the journey to find immortals with peace of mind.

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When Nuwa learned that Taicang was going out to sea to search for immortals, she was secretly happy, knowing that the time had come for her to show her skills.

The next few decades.

There is a new "Demon King" in Huaguo Mountain.

No one knows her true face
The seventy-two cave demon kings under her command originally acted independently and fought with each other, but now, under her powerful strength and skills, some died, some were disabled, and the rest had no choice but to submit obediently.

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Taicang sat cross-legged on the simple raft, letting the sea breeze blow his hair.

It is called a raft, but in fact it is more like a pile of rotten wood tied together, barely floating on the sea.

There was a faint golden light in his eyes, and he saw through everything in the world.

The originally turbulent ocean currents would miraculously calm down when he approached, and the sirens lurking in the deep sea would also stay away from him and dare not approach.

"Ao Guang is really putting a lot of effort into this." Taicang thought to himself.

He inadvertently glanced at the sky. Above the white clouds, Ao Guang had put a lot of effort into ensuring that he could reach the Southern Continent smoothly. He secretly controlled the ocean currents and even drove them away, fearing that this "destiny" of his would encounter any danger in his own sea area.

A playful smile appeared on Taicang's lips.

However, Taicang was also happy to have some free time. He took advantage of this time to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth in this ancient world.

In this way, under the "careful arrangement" of the old Dragon King, Taicang's raft sailed smoothly all the way and floated towards the southern continent.

One month passed, two months passed, three months passed...

Finally, one day, the coastline of Jambu Continent appeared in Taicang's sight.

"We're finally here." Taicang stood up from the raft, stretched, and let out a comfortable groan.

Sitting cross-legged for a long time made him a little stiff. He stretched his muscles and jumped into the sea.

The cool sea water wrapped around his body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

He swam freely in the sea like a fish, releasing his nature to the fullest, and took a sea bath to wash away the fatigue of the journey.

"Ah, it's so comfortable!" Taicang emerged from the sea, shook off his wet hair, and then stepped onto the land of Jambu Continent.

At this moment, the southern continent is in the heyday of a hundred schools of thought. Various theories are blooming like flowers in spring, vying for beauty and creating a lively atmosphere.

Taicang was not in a hurry to find immortality, but instead dressed himself up as an ordinary teenager and mingled with the bustling crowd.

He first started by learning to speak, and then gradually learned to talk to people, understand the ways of the world, and his every move became more like the real world.

In order to better integrate into the mortal world, he even gave himself a pseudonym - "Shisheng".

Shi Sheng traveled among various schools of thought, listened to the theories of hundreds of schools, and absorbed the nutrients of knowledge eagerly.

Sometimes he appeared in the Jixia Academy, discussing benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness with Confucian students; sometimes he strolled in the mountains and forests, feeling the true meaning of Taoist tranquility and inaction; sometimes he stopped in the market, observing the practice of Mohist universal love and non-aggression; sometimes he attended the Legalist school, thinking about the pros and cons of harsh laws.

The wave of contention among various schools of thought also gave him a deeper understanding of the world.

He accepted all ideas and enthusiastically accepted various concepts from the Hundred Schools of Thought, and verified these concepts with his own understanding of the great Dao.

(End of this chapter)