Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 149 He crashed his head into the Purple Cloud Palace and died?!

No matter how chaotic the primordial world was, no matter how many conspiracies and schemes were involved.

Only one thing remains unchanged.

Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

Now, Jiang Sheng and the others are undoubtedly the one with the bigger fist.

They are at least seven Great Luo Immortals.

Although there were two or three thousand Grand Luo cultivators present, seven Grand Luo cultivators were nothing special...

But how many of these top players actually knew each other?

The vast majority of them are even alone.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng and the other six were chatting happily, as if they were old acquaintances, those who had gotten a little too close began to distance themselves...

The three Qing warriors were already not to be trifled with.

Add to that Fuxi, Nuwa, the Queen Mother of the West, and Jiang Sheng, and they become even more formidable!

Those guys were afraid that some of Jiang Sheng's group might cause trouble, so they kept their distance, fearing that something might happen and they would get involved.

Jiang Sheng and the others didn't pay much attention to this.

At this moment, Jiang Sheng looked at the six people—Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa, and the Queen Mother of the West—and, after sensing their cultivation levels, laughed, "It's been three thousand years since we last met, and you fellow Daoists have made considerable progress!"

In terms of magical power, the Three Pure Ones directly became late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortals.

His magical power was incredibly profound.

Just from a distance, the three of them gave the impression that they were not to be trifled with.

Then look at Fuxi, Nuwa, and the Queen Mother of the West...

The strongest is still Fuxi, who is only one step away from the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Secondly, there are Nuwa and the Queen Mother of the West.

Both of them were at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

His magical power was profound and complete, indicating that he had clearly broken through to a higher level some time ago.

As for Jiang Sheng, his magical power was still at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

"Hehe, there's nothing I can do. We're the true descendants of Pangu, so our innate foundation is too strong. It's a real headache for me!" Tongtian said with a chuckle.

Yuanshi glanced at Tongtian and snorted coldly, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

Jiang Sheng shook his head and chuckled.

"Heh, just magic..."

Lao Tzu laughed and said, "Those who attain the Great Luo realm, in terms of magical power, are merely inferior!"

"Fellow Daoist, you haven't done anything in these three thousand years?" Fuxi was also somewhat surprised to see that Jiang Sheng hadn't changed at all in the past three thousand years.

Three thousand years!

Even if it's passive cultivation, the magical power should be almost full by now, right?

A natural breakthrough in realm—wouldn't that mean he'd already been a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal?

Although Da Luo doesn't place much importance on magical power or the like.

However, if one always remains at the initial stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, one will inevitably be looked down upon by others.

They are, after all, born as sacred beings, and they still have some sense of dignity.

"Just magic!"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "It's not that important! The path of cultivation is what leads to enlightenment!"

"That's true!" Fuxi nodded.

Everyone has their own code of conduct.

Fuxi could not expect others to be like him.

"By the way, is there any particular saying about the sermons at Zixiao Palace?" Just then, the Queen Mother of the West spoke softly, her gaze falling on the six prayer cushions.

Actually, she arrived quite early, almost at the same time as Fuxi and the others.

The first to arrive were definitely the Three Pure Ones, followed by Nuwa and Fuxi, and then she arrived as well.

She naturally noticed the six prayer cushions.

Three of the Three Pure Ones sat there, Nuwa sat there, but Fuxi didn't sit there, and it's unclear why.

The Queen Mother of the West wanted to sit next to Nuwa, but after thinking about it, she sat behind Nuwa instead. She didn't know why, but she just didn't sit on the futon behind Nuwa!

Then, Kunpeng arrived, followed by Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi.

After all the prayer cushions had been used up, the great immortals gradually arrived at this place.

These six prayer cushions are clearly meant to convey a deeper meaning.

But what exactly it is, they had discussed it before but couldn't come to a conclusion.

Fuxi couldn't explain why, but he simply didn't sit down.

Even the Three Pure Ones simply felt that they should sit, so they sat down without considering anything else.

And now, Jiang Sheng has arrived.

The Queen Mother of the West then inquired again.

I have a feeling that Jiang Sheng should know something.

"Well..."

Jiang Sheng glanced at the six prayer cushions and laughed, "Just some tricks of the Dao Ancestor!"

"The methods of the Dao Ancestor?" Everyone was puzzled.

"Just wait and see!" Jiang Sheng thought to himself and said with a smile.

The current Ronaldo has lost some of his ability to see into the past and future.

Furthermore, this is the Zixiao Palace, where Hongjun is stationed. Even a perfect Da Luo cannot see through the future of this place. Therefore, even a Da Luo becomes blind and deaf.

It's perfectly normal not to know!

However, Jiang Sheng, being a time traveler, knew this perfectly well.

But since he's here, let him stir things up.

As for how this water was muddied...

We'll have to see what happens next!

He didn't bring up that topic for the time being, but instead talked about other things, which was more like catching up.

Three thousand years is neither a long time nor a short time.

It felt like three autumns had passed.

Time slips away, little by little.

Inside the main hall of Zixiao Palace, more and more people gradually gathered.

Not only were there many people inside the main hall, but there were even more people in the square outside.

Because they were sitting haphazardly, in clumps here and there.

It seemed impossible to find a place to step.

Later, some people wanted to enter the hall, but when they saw so many people inside, they shook their heads and left, finding a random spot outside to sit.

To be honest, they were still somewhat dismissive.

What does it mean to become a saint?

What is the path to enlightenment?

Does anyone know what's going on here?

Not everyone knows about the Primordial Dao Fruit.

Their visit to Zixiao Palace was mostly out of curiosity.

Almost everyone had arrived.

Finally, at this moment...

Two more people walked in through the gate of Zixiao Palace.

The two looked rather disheveled, with traces of the annihilation of chaotic energy on their bodies, and even their robes were somewhat torn.

One person, pale and thin.

The other person had a sorrowful expression.

It was none other than the Western duo of Zhunti and Jieyin!

They were among the last to arrive.

Other Great Luo Immortals are free and unrestrained in the chaos, without having to worry about the chaotic energy at all.

These two guys are good; they entered the chaos early on, but they just wander around and circle in the chaos, unable to find the right path!

Some of the cultivators present had even seen these two guys on the way.

Arriving early, arriving late.

By the time those two guys arrived, there were no seats left.

Some people couldn't help but look at the two guys with a mocking expression.

When Zhunti and Jieyin saw the situation inside the main hall, they couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly.

The square was packed with people.

The main hall was almost packed with people.

Their timing was truly unfortunate.

"Sigh..." Jieyin sighed and tried to leave.

Zhunti, however, held onto Jieyin.

He came to hear the sermon.

If you're going to hear it, you should definitely get as close to the speaker as possible.

Being close can help build closer relationships.

Only by being close can one obtain the true method.

No seats available?

So what if there are no seats?

Zhunti's heart stirred, and he made a plan. Immediately, his face showed sorrow and desolation as he sighed, "What a bitter fate! Senior brother, it's bad enough that we've traveled so far without a moment's rest, but now, upon arriving at Zixiao Palace, we don't even have a place to stay! It's bad enough that we've struggled to seek the Dao in the bitter cold of the West! And yet, even this small opportunity is beyond our control? How unjust is Heaven!"

The guide opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"It seems even Heaven cannot bear to see a mediocre cultivator like you from the bitter cold of the West seeking the Dao! Your life is truly as fragile as paper. Oh well, oh well..."

Zhunti waved his hand, somewhat dejected: "Since Heaven forbids it, what's the point of struggling in this world? I might as well just kill myself at this chance encounter, at least that will be an explanation!"

As he spoke, Zhunti prepared to crash into the white jade pillar beside him.

The crowd just watched with amusement, and no one uttered a sound.

Zhunti raised his eyebrows, noticing that no one was coming to pull him away. His eyes flickered as he looked at the people present, seemingly intending to find someone with a kind face. Then, his gaze paused, and he saw Jiang Sheng, who had a half-smile on his face!

(End of this chapter)