Primordial Era: Reborn Kong Xuan, Steady Cultivation

The moment the words left his mouth.

Flowers fell from the sky like a rain of stars, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, reflecting the mountains and rivers, golden clouds surged across the sky, and auspicious energy swirled like dragons.

Each falling flower contains a trace of Daoist principles and techniques, and each blooming golden lotus holds a wisp of divine power and true meaning.

Countless beings, still in ignorance, were enlightened by this, their minds opened, and they looked up and bowed in worship.

The lectures at Zixiao Palace were set up for those with great supernatural powers in the primordial world, while these strange phenomena that filled the sky were the compassionate blessings bestowed upon heaven and earth by the sages when they attained enlightenment.

How could Kong Xuan miss such an opportunity?

He immediately activated the Five-Colored Divine Light, his divine sense forming a net, quietly drawing several celestial flowers and two golden lotuses nearby to his front. With a sweep of light, he absorbed all the Daoist charm and supernatural powers within them into the depths of his divine consciousness.

The sacred sound came vastly and went ethereally.

In a short while, the purple aura gradually dissipated, the oppressive aura faded, and the world was in complete turmoil.

Countless enlightened beings bowed repeatedly toward the void, their praises rising and falling like a tide, echoing throughout the vast and desolate world.

Kong Xuan stood alone atop the cloud, a radiant light emanating from his sleeves. He had carefully concealed the few strands of celestial golden lotus Daoist charm he had been carrying.

He looked up at the endless, clear blue sky, a hint of clarity appearing in his eyes, along with a touch of contemplation.

"Hongjun attains sainthood... preaching at Zixiao Palace..."

It turns out that the conflict between the Dao and the Demon has ended, and now is the eve of the great calamity of the Lich King.

Kong Xuan had a clear understanding of the future trajectory of the primordial world.

The preaching at Zixiao Palace is undoubtedly the greatest opportunity since the beginning of time.

Those who were qualified to enter the palace to listen to the Taoist patriarch's teachings all made great progress in their Taoist practice and gained a great deal.

More importantly, this sermon points directly to the path of the sage, and the primordial purple energy bestowed upon him is the proof of his path to the supreme sagehood.

Thinking of this, Kong Xuan's heart was stirred, but the ripples quickly subsided.

He knew very well that not just anyone could go to Zixiao Palace.

Leaving aside how to climb Mount Buzhou, which was formed from Pangu's spine, and resist Pangu's pressure to reach the outer heavens, the boundless chaos outside the heavens alone was the first test of life and death.

The chaotic energy surged and churned, capable of instantly dissolving the true body of a Taiyi Golden Immortal. Countless ferocious beasts born from the primordial chaos lurked in the shadows, ready to devour anyone who might harm them.

Even ordinary Golden Immortals, without the protection of powerful treasures, cannot escape the calamity of death and the dissipation of their cultivation.

Moreover, the Zixiao Palace itself is hidden deep in the endless void, elusive and hard to find.

Without the guidance of some mysterious opportunity, even if one spends ten thousand years, it would be difficult to even begin to grasp the basics.

Therefore, unless one possesses great opportunities, great magical power, and great supernatural abilities, one cannot even know the location of the palace gate, let alone enter the hall and hear the profound sounds of the Great Dao.

But this was also a great opportunity.

When the Dao Ancestor began his lecture at Zixiao Palace, all the top powerful beings in the primordial world would surely rush to the heavens.

As one side gains and the other loses, a rare void will appear in the power remaining in the primordial wilderness, which is an excellent "window of opportunity" for him.

Those legendary spiritual treasures and spiritual roots that are still waiting for their destined owners, and those opportunities that are usually protected by the dojos of powerful beings or dangerous forbidden lands, will undoubtedly be much easier to obtain at this moment.

More importantly, with fewer eyes watching and potential interference, one can act with much more ease.

"However, the prehistoric world is vast. Even with the wisdom of the prophets, to find the specific location, one still needs to verify it on the spot. One should first find a prehistoric creature familiar with the geography and ask about the route and direction. Only then can one achieve twice the result with half the effort and get there first."

As his mind raced, his future plans began to take shape.

The primary target was the Treasure-Dropping Coin in Wuyi Mountain.

This treasure is a supreme innate spiritual treasure created by heaven and earth, extremely wondrous. It is said to be able to surpass all non-weapon treasures below the level of innate supreme treasures.

If one succeeds, and this is combined with one's own innate five-colored divine light, when facing an enemy, one can first use coins to drop treasures, and then use the divine light to subdue the enemy, making one virtually invincible.

However, Kong Xuan also knew that this treasure was not omnipotent and that it harbored hidden dangers.

Each time the Treasure Dropping Coin is activated, it consumes not ordinary magical power, but one's own ethereal yet crucial fortune.

In my memory, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao serve as a cautionary tale.

Although they acquired Zhao Gongming's Sea-Stabilizing Pearl with money, their fortune was severely damaged, leading to a backlash from Heaven and their eventual demise.

"Therefore, although this treasure is good, it is a double-edged sword. Unless you encounter a life-threatening calamity, or face an invaluable treasure that you cannot miss, and you already have a supreme treasure to suppress your destiny, you should never use it lightly."

"Luck is the foundation of cultivation; once it is excessively damaged, it is like a tree without roots. Even with extraordinary abilities, it is difficult to escape the reckoning from the unseen realm."

In addition, Wuyi Mountain is a rare and blessed place.

Not to mention the various rare and precious treasures that the mountain nurtures, the Da Hong Pao tea tree is a top-grade innate spiritual root. It may not be as good as the legendary top-grade spiritual root, but it is more than enough for Kong Xuan at this moment.

As for those truly top-grade spiritual roots, they either already have a destined master or are hidden in the illusions of the Heavenly Dao. Unless they are born into this world, even if you search the entire prehistoric world, you will hardly find their trace.

At present, pragmatism is the best policy.

After careful consideration, Kong Xuan focused his mind on the few Heavenly Flower Golden Lotuses in his hands.

The Taoist principles and doctrines contained within the lotus were like a timely rain after a long drought for him.

Although he was born with the great supernatural power of the Five-Colored Divine Light, and his own creation, the "Five Elements Containing Light Scripture," could sustain him to the Golden Immortal realm, he was ultimately exploring on his own, his understanding of the principles was rough, and his future was shrouded in mystery.

At this very moment, as the Dao Ancestor attains sainthood and the great Dao's divine pronouncements resound throughout the universe, these golden lotuses that have appeared in response to this opportunity are the supreme chance to complete his foundation and illuminate his path forward.

Without further ado, Kong Xuan descended from the clouds, casually found an unnamed deserted island in the South China Sea, sat cross-legged, and immersed his mind completely in the profound Dharma contained within the Golden Lotus, beginning to carefully comprehend it.

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The voice of Hongjun Daozu resounded throughout the primordial world, and the moment the Zixiao Palace began its lecture, the entire primordial world trembled.

In an instant, the innate saints who had cultivated in seclusion for countless years and the great powers from all sides were stirred by the Dao, and they all appeared from their caves, secret realms and star seas, turning into streams of light and converging towards the towering and majestic Zhou Mountain, the pillar of heaven that stands tall in the primordial land.

They intend to use this Zhou Mountain Heavenly Pillar to step into the treacherous and unpredictable outer chaos, in search of the elusive and elusive Zixiao Dao Palace.

Those with profound spiritual attainments and deep-rooted foundations often choose to travel alone, confident that they can cope with the dangers of chaos.

Those whose cultivation is slightly inferior or who are concerned about the difficulties ahead will call on their friends and companions, forming small groups, hoping to support each other and overcome the chaotic challenges together.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, pure air surrounds the area, and the Taoist spirit is naturally present.

The three Daoists, Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing, who were transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, discussed and deliberated on the Dao together, and then set off together on a cloud of auspicious energy.

When brothers are of one mind and their spirits are intertwined, auspicious omens arise wherever they go.

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, the Red Cloud Ancestor, the first red cloud in the world to attain enlightenment, is known for his open-minded and sociable nature.

He left the cave, but instead of rushing on his way, he rode a red cloud and leisurely headed towards Longevity Mountain, intending to invite his close friend Zhen Yuanzi, who possessed the Earth Book and was in charge of the Ginseng Fruit Tree, to accompany him.

Deep within the Sun Star, the primordial Yang energy boils.

Two beings, Di Jun and Tai Yi, born from the essence of the primordial sun, surrounded by the true fire of the great sun, took flight from the Fusang divine tree.

A golden light pierced the sky, carrying the majestic imperial aura and the oppressive power of a primordial treasure, and shot straight toward Zhou Shan.

On the opposite side, the moonlight on the Taiyin star is like water.

The two goddesses, Xihe and Changxi, walked hand in hand from the Guanghan Palace.

The cool moonlight paved the way, carrying their slender figures as they disappeared into the vast, desolate land.

In Phoenix Mountain, Nuwa and Fuxi, brother and sister, smiled at each other, a tacit understanding arising naturally between them.

The two of them rode together on a beam of light, like a gentle breeze and flowing clouds, drifting towards Tianzhu.

Suddenly, golden light and pure, precious radiance shot into the sky from the barren lands of the West.

The Guide Daoist's face was bitter but his gaze was firm, while the Zhunti Daoist's expression was urgent and eager. The two set off almost the instant the Dao Ancestor finished speaking, transforming into streaks of light and rushing eastward without daring to delay for even a moment.

In the depths of the North Sea, giant waves parted, and a colossal Kun, whose length was unknown, leaped out of the water with a roar. In mid-air, it transformed into a roc with wings like clouds hanging from the sky. With a flap of its wings, a gale tore through the sky and rushed straight towards Mount Zhou.

In the Netherworld Blood Sea, endless filth churned. The Styx Ancestor, dressed in a blood-red Taoist robe, stepped out from the depths of the Blood Sea. The phantom of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus appeared beneath his feet, and the phantoms of the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords hummed behind him.

With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of blood-red light and vanished into the void, speeding away.

In an instant, powerful auras rose from all directions across the primordial land and the starry sky, and streaks of light pierced the sky, converging towards the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar like rivers flowing into the sea.

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