Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 92 Meeting Tongtian Aoyang at Kunlun!

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Everyone nodded, and after skipping over the three major rules, they began to focus their attention on the dozens of minor rules.

After a month of discussion, several items were deleted or revised, and more than a dozen were added, bringing the total to exactly one hundred.

"Alright, since everyone has no objections, I will present these compiled rules to Master for his perusal."

At this moment, Duobao seemed to remember something and asked, "Senior Brother, we have the rules, but who will enforce them?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately shocked. How could they have forgotten this? The rules existed, but there were no people to enforce them. Wouldn't that be just like a verbal promise, completely useless?

"Enforcement personnel? I already have someone in mind."

Zhao Gongming smiled mysteriously, bid farewell to Duobao and the others, and transformed into a golden light, heading towards the Shangqing Palace.

In front of Shangqing Palace, Zhao Gongming bowed with his hands clasped and said, "Disciple Zhao Gongming greets Master. I have completed all the tasks you entrusted to me."

Tongtian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly closed. Behind him, four illusory sword shadows appeared and disappeared, and boundless sword aura swirled around him. At this moment, Tongtian seemed to have become a transformed immortal sword, full of sharp aura, making people dare not approach. Clearly, Tongtian was comprehending the supreme sword path.

Suddenly, Tongtian opened his eyes, and an endless sword intent flashed in his dark pupils. The next moment, he slowly spoke, "Come in."

As the sound faded, the gates of Shangqing Palace creaked open to both sides.

Zhao Gongming stepped inside and bowed to Tongtian once again.

Get up.

Tongtian unleashed a burst of magical power, lifting Zhao Gongming up, and then looked at him with great interest.

"So, have the rules of our Shangqing lineage been established?"

"This was compiled by your disciple; please take a look, Master."

Zhao Gongming handed the jade slip to Tongtian.

With a thought, Tongtian scanned the jade slip and quickly grasped its contents. However, he soon frowned, even feeling somewhat overwhelmed, and said, "There are over a hundred rules in total. There are too many rules."

Zhao Gongming gave a wry smile. "As the saying goes, nothing can be accomplished without rules. And these rules may seem numerous, but they are actually not complicated. As long as all the disciples of the Shangqing lineage adhere to the path of cultivation, it makes no difference whether these rules are present or not."

Tongtian nodded slightly, his eyes gleaming.

"Nothing can be accomplished without rules, you're right. Let's try following these rules first."

Although Tongtian felt that the rules were too complicated, since they were created by his own eldest disciple, he had to give them a try no matter what. If they didn't work, he could just modify them.

After Tongtian finished speaking, he suddenly paused, and asked the same question as Duobao and the others, "Right, the rules are in place, but who will enforce them?"

Zhao Gongming said, "The Golden Hoop Immortal Horse is here."

Zhao Gongming's choice of the Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui was a well-considered one.

Ma Sui, the Golden Hoop Immortal, seemed unremarkable among the attendant immortals, but in the later Investiture of the Gods, he subdued Huanglong Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, with a single strike.

Although Huanglong Zhenren is known as the "Three No's True Man"—no treasure, no mount, no disciples, and the lowest among the Twelve Golden Immortals—his cultivation level couldn't be too bad, as he was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun.

However, he was still subdued by the Golden Hoop Immortal with a single blow, which shows how profound the Golden Hoop Immortal's magical power was.

Of course, strength is only one aspect. What Zhao Gongming values ​​most is the Golden Hoop Immortal's talent!

In the Investiture of the Gods, the Tongtian Sect Leader set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, intending to fight a decisive battle with all the saints.

Later, the Four Sages entered the formation, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was broken, and the Golden-Hooped Immortal Horse transformed into a barrier, with three golden hoops.

The fact that it tormented Sun Wukong, the Black Bear Spirit, and Red Boy to the point of near death demonstrates its power. Zhao Gongming could be more at ease entrusting the Golden Hoop Immortal with the power of law enforcement.

"The Golden Hoop Immortal, Ma Sui?"

Tongtian thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and showed satisfaction on his face.

"You're very thoughtful. Let's do it your way then."

After saying that, Tongtian paused again, "The matter of promulgating the sect rules should wait until after the Sage Nuwa preaches. In the remaining time, let them cultivate more, so that they can gain greater benefits when she preaches."

Tongtian had experienced the Dao Ancestor's sermon at Zixiao Palace and knew very well just how much a sage's sermon could improve cultivators below the sage level!

"Disciple understands."

As soon as Zhao Gongming finished speaking and left Shangqing Palace, he saw Qiu Shou Xian riding a white cloud flying over, calling out to Zhao Gongming as he flew.

"Senior Brother, there's a dragon down the mountain looking for you."

The attendant immortals, after witnessing Zhao Gongming display his divine power, punish Jin Guangxian, and defeat Huangquan Daoren, were deeply moved.

Now they are all more obedient than the last, and their attitudes are better than the last, which makes Zhao Gongming feel a little uncomfortable.

"A dragon? Looking for me? Could it be Ao Yang?"

Zhao Gongming was taken aback, then instantly remembered that when he left the human race's ancestral land in the East Sea after guarding the human race for a thousand years, he made a special trip to the East Sea.

He prepared to keep his promise and bring Ao Yang back to Kunlun Mountain to become a disciple of his own teacher.

However, Ao Yang refused, stubbornly insisting that he would rely on his own abilities and personally come to Kunlun Mountain to become a disciple.

Seeing that Ao Yang was so stubborn, Zhao Gongming didn't bother to persuade him anymore and simply led Liu Er and the others back to Kunlun Mountain.

"What's the dragon's name?"

Zhao Gongming asked.

Qiu Shouxian scratched his head and said honestly, "He said he is the crown prince of the Dragon Clan named Ao Yang, and he came to Kunlun Mountain to become a disciple. However, my master just issued an order to close the mountain recently, so I did not put him up here."

"Ao Yang and I have an agreement. I'm the one who sent him to become my disciple. Come on, take me to see him."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Qiu Shou Xian led Zhao Gongming down the mountain. On the way, Qiu Shou Xian asked him questions out of curiosity.

"Senior Brother, I heard that after the Dragon-Han Calamity, the three primordial races went into seclusion, and the Dragon Clan suppressed the four seas. Why would they come to my Kunlun Mountain to become my disciples?"

Zhao Gongming pointed to the sky, "The Heavenly Court is oppressing us too much. The Dragon Clan can't withstand it, so they need to find a backer."

"Heavenly Court. Demon Emperor"

A flicker of fear crossed Qiu Shouxian's eyes, and he dared not ask any more questions.

For someone like him, who was once a wild cultivator, the Heavenly Demon Emperor was a high and mighty figure who looked down upon the nine heavens and ten earths, and the four seas and eight wastelands.

Qiu Shou Xian understood perfectly well that the less one knew about such important figures, the safer one would be.

Zhao Gongming smiled as he looked at Qiu Shou Xian's frightened expression.

"Why are you so afraid? Once you join my Shangqing lineage, you become a disciple of my Xuanmen. There is no need to fear the Heavenly Court."

"yes."

Qiu Shouxian then realized that he was now a member of the Xuanmen sect.

The Xuanmen sect is so powerful that even the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan cannot compare to it. What is he afraid of?

(End of this chapter)