Primordial Era: I, the Spiritual Stone Monkey, was born ahead of schedule to seize the throne.

Chapter 193 Three Bows and Nine Kowtowings

Qi Tian had his disciples help out in the Heavenly Court.

It provides both training and a small amount of merit, making it a win-win situation.

and,

He did this to plan and lay the groundwork for a major event in the future.

If it can be done in the end

That would be killing three birds with one stone, or even more!

The primordial wilderness, Kunlun Mountains,

There are endless clouds and mist, and spiritual energy permeates the air.

Cranes often fly high in the mountains, phoenixes dance in the air, and all kinds of beasts pay homage.

It's a scene straight out of a fairyland.

"Whoosh!"

suddenly,

A whooshing sound came from the distant horizon, and a streak of light flashed across the sky like lightning, finally landing at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

After the light faded,

The figure of a Taoist priest dressed in a gray robe appeared.

His face was gloomy, and his figure was somewhat thin.

"The aura of immortals is ethereal; truly a sacred place! I wonder if the Primordial Celestial Venerable still recognizes me, alas~"

Ran Deng sighed, exuding an air of dejection.

Simultaneously,

He still felt endless frustration and resentment.

He, Randeng, originally had an excellent background and was no less capable than powerful figures like Zhen Yuanzi and Styx.

Moreover, he was one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace.

According to common sense

He should have long ago become a great power in the world, revered by all.

but,

Countless eons have passed, and the other three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace have either become saints or advanced to quasi-saints.

He was the only one still stuck at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, unable to make any progress.

This made him both anxious and frustrated.

however,

Fate seemed to think he wasn't miserable enough, because he was robbed again recently.

My pants were almost pulled down.

Of all the top-grade spiritual treasures he possessed, only two high-grade innate spiritual treasures remained in the end.

I'm filled with rage and hatred!

However, what drove him crazy with frustration was that he didn't even know who had stolen it from him!

"Don't let me find out who you are, or I'll skin you alive, tear you apart, and extract your soul!"

He cursed again.

Suppressing his resentment, Ran Deng took a deep breath, activated his laws, and shouted:

"This humble Daoist, Ran Deng, has come to pay my respects to Fellow Daoist Yuanshi!"

"Buzz~"

With Ran Deng's loud shout, the once peaceful Kunlun Mountain was thrown into chaos, and the mythical birds and beasts were startled and flew away in all directions.

"Um?"

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, the Three Pure Ones, who were in seclusion in their respective Daoist palaces, all opened their eyes.

His gaze pierced through the void and fell upon the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

next moment,

The three of them immediately recognized the newcomer. Wasn't this the cultivator who had listened to the teachings in the same hall as them but had the lowest cultivation level?

Last time, when Daoist Pingxin said he wanted to suppress the lingering thoughts of the demon god, this person volunteered, but was ultimately rejected by Daoist Ancestor.

Thinking of this,

Sanqing's expression immediately turned strange, and he was filled with doubt.

Yuan Shi, in particular, was filled with even greater doubt and uncertainty:

"What does he want from me?"

While muttering to himself, Yuan Shi also felt somewhat dissatisfied.

He is now a saint, yet the other party, a Great Golden Immortal, still calls him a fellow Daoist.

That's incredibly arrogant; they have absolutely no self-awareness.

but,

He couldn't refuse to see her just because of this, otherwise it would make him, a saint, seem petty.

Suppressing his displeasure

Yuanshi raised his hand and made a grasping motion; a mysterious, invisible force instantly pierced through the void and enveloped the lamp at the foot of the mountain.

Ran Deng felt a blur before his eyes, and the next moment he appeared in a grand hall.

And at the head of the table,

Wearing a golden crown and with a majestic face, Yuanshi sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, gazing at him.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yuanshi."

Ran Deng immediately bowed and kowtowed:

"Does my friend still recognize this humble Taoist priest?"

Hearing Randeng address him as "fellow Daoist" repeatedly, Yuanshi grew even more dissatisfied.

Since he became a saint,

Every quasi-saint who met him respectfully addressed him as a saint.

of course,

Qi Tian, ​​that freak, was different; he never called him senior brother or saint.

But his strength is undeniable; he's a saint-slayer, so calling him "fellow Daoist" wouldn't bother him.

But this Burning Lamp is just a minor Great Luo Golden Immortal, yet he comes here and addresses him as a fellow Daoist.

How could Yuan Shi not be angry?

However, a sage does not show his emotions.

He didn't show it on his face, and said calmly:

"You were in the same hall as us, listening to the Daoist Master preach, so you naturally recognize us. May I ask what brings you to this humble Daoist's place?"

Burning Lamp was unaware of Yuanshi's displeasure.

of course,

He also knew that Yuanshi was proud and arrogant, and since he needed something from him, therefore...

He felt he should lower his stance further.

"To my shame, although I have listened to the Dao in the same hall as you, I am far inferior to you. You have now become a sage, while I am still trapped in the Great Luo realm and unable to attain the quasi-sage path. Alas."

Speaking of last,

Ran Deng sighed, a deep sense of dejection on his face.

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Upon hearing this,

Yuan Shi instantly understood the other party's intention: they wanted his guidance to help him break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

but,

He has no kinship with me, and offers me no benefit, so why should he offer me guidance?

He is a saint, but not a good person.

Thinking of this,

Yuanshi pretended not to understand and offered a symbolic consolation:

"Cultivation is about enlightenment; once you understand it thoroughly, your cultivation will naturally break through."

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Upon hearing Yuanshi's words, Randeng Mianpi twitched involuntarily.

He hadn't expected Yuanshi to say that.

He felt he had already been very humble.

However, Yuanshi, who was also a disciple of the Daoist Ancestor and had listened to the Dao together, pretended to be stupid.

They won't even offer a word of guidance, yet they talk about how spiritual practice relies on enlightenment.

Doesn't that mean he has poor comprehension?

A sense of shame and annoyance rose in Ran Deng's heart, but since the other party was a saint, he dared not get angry.

otherwise,

If he angers Yuanshi, a single breath from him can annihilate his true spirit.

"It seems we have no other choice!"

A feeling of humiliation welled up in his heart, and Ran Deng took a deep breath:

"This humble Taoist wishes to become a disciple of the Chan Sect, seeking only the guidance of the Sage on the Great Dao."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ran Deng suddenly knelt down.

Seeing this scene.

Yuanshi was taken aback at first, then felt a sense of pride.

But he made excuses, saying:

"Fellow Daoist, you mustn't! We are of the same generation, how can you perform such a grand gesture! Quickly rise!"

"We earnestly request the Primordial Sage's permission!"

Ran Deng did not get up.

Because he had had enough of the days when his cultivation level could not advance even an inch in countless eons.

He watched as his peers, who had listened to the teachings at the same time as him, became quasi-saints, or even saints, surpassing him.

But he remained stagnant, unable to make any progress.

His heart ached as if it were being gnawed at by a million ants.

Adding to his frustration and resentment was the fact that his magical treasure had been stolen and he didn't know who the culprit was.

now,

He was going all out; even if it meant sacrificing his dignity, he was determined to break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

He wants to become stronger!

Make all those who looked down on him and tried to take his place pay the price.

"On the path of cultivation, there are no peers; those who have attained enlightenment are my teachers. I, Ran Deng, pay homage to my revered master!"

finished,

Ran Deng didn't even want the last bit of dough, and "bang bang bang~" the three bows and nine kowtows to become an apprentice were completed in an instant.

"this"

Yuanshi never expected that Randeng would do such a thing.

But the next moment,

He felt a surge of comfort, excitement, and pride throughout his body.

Three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace became his disciples.

This made him feel very proud, as it meant that he was superior to the other saints.

Even on par with the Dao Ancestor?

"Hiss~"

Thinking of this, Yuanshi suddenly felt a tremor in his heart and quickly dismissed this crazy idea.

That's a bit outrageous.

If the Dao Ancestor finds out, I'll be in big trouble.

(End of this chapter)