In the midst of the chaos, my motherland cried out for my aid.

Three thousand years later, Hongjun stopped preaching.

The Daoist aura within Zixiao Palace lingered for a long time.

The primordial beings who heard the Dao were all quite talented, so they all gained something.

As for Mo Xuan, he was now enveloped by a heavy Daoist aura, and a phantom appeared behind him. This phantom resembled the Primordial Ancient Serpent, but it was not the Primordial Ancient Serpent; it was Mo Xuan himself.

This shows that Mo Xuan has broken away from the path of the original ancient serpent and has forged his own path.

Not only that, three golden flower buds also sprouted on Mo Xuan's head.

The Golden Immortal forges an immortal golden body; the Taiyi for gathers the five elements within the chest; and the Daluo for blooms the three flowers atop the head.

The three golden buds on Mo Xuan's head are the three flowers that are about to bloom, indicating that Mo Xuan is about to break through to the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

His commotion also attracted the attention of other creatures in the Purple Cloud Palace.

"This child has a solid foundation and a strong background; his three flowers on top can at least reach the eighth grade!"

Laozi glanced at it and said.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm is considered an extremely important hurdle in the entire cultivation process.

Only by having a more solid foundation in this realm and demonstrating more outstanding potential can one climb to a higher level.

The number of three flowers on the top, to some extent, indicates the level of potential.

Top-tier innate deities like the Three Pure Ones can generally open up to the ninth grade of the Three Flowers on their heads, indicating a broad path to enlightenment.

Beings capable of reaching the eighth rank are not bad either, and have a great chance to pursue the realm beyond the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Then, under the watchful eyes of many powerful beings in the primordial world, the flower bud on Mo Xuan's head began to bloom.

First grade.

Two items.

……

Rank 8.

Ninth rank!

The three flower buds on Mo Xuan's head bloomed directly into the ninth grade, instantly radiating golden light.

"Hmph! What makes this kid so special?!"

Looking at the Mo Xuan Flower blooming into a ninth grade, Daoist Linfeng was almost overflowing with jealousy.

When he first entered the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he was only at the fifth level of the Flower Blooming stage. Without a great opportunity, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

"It is your own destiny that you can bloom into a ninth-grade flower in my Zixiao Palace. I will lend you a hand."

Hongjun smiled and pointed a finger, and a stream of light entered Mo Xuan's brow.

The moment the light entered Mo Xuan's body, a mysterious aura immediately emanated from him. The three flowers on his head trembled slightly before disappearing into his body.

This scene aroused envy among many powerful figures in Zixiao Palace.

The stream of light that Hongjun just injected into Mo Xuan's brow was his cultivation insight, which is an immense blessing for anyone.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor!!"

Mo Xuansu woke up and bowed solemnly to Hongjun.

"Hahaha! You certainly know how to talk." Hongjun stroked his long beard and laughed.

The title "Dao Ancestor" bestowed upon Mo Xuan truly resonated with him.

Hongjun spread the Dao throughout the primordial world, also for his own cultivation. Being able to bear the name of the Dao Ancestor would greatly benefit him.

"We are deeply grateful to the Dao Ancestor for transmitting the Dharma!!"

The other powerful beings from the primordial world immediately realized what was happening and all addressed him as Dao Ancestor.

"Disperse, all of you! Ten thousand years from now, when the Zixiao Palace reopens, your seats shall not be changed again." Hongjun waved his hand.

Many powerful figures in Zixiao Palace rose to take their leave and departed.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you for helping me out earlier." Mo Xuan found Nuwa and thanked her.

"You're too kind. It was nothing at all," Nuwa said with a smile. "Mo Xuan, this is my brother, Fuxi."

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Fuxi," Mo Xuan greeted him.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan, my little sister told me that it was thanks to your help that she escaped a life-or-death crisis." Fu Xi had an extraordinary demeanor and treated Mo Xuan with great warmth.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the three parted ways, and Mo Xuan could tell that Nuwa and Fuxi left in a hurry.

In fact, Mo Xuan could more or less guess what was going on.

After the lecture at Zixiao Palace, the innate gourd vine will be born.

Seven innate treasure gourds grew on the innate gourd vine, all of which were top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Mo Xuan initially wanted to get involved, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Because all seven magic gourds already had owners.

Moreover, the owners of the treasure gourds are all top-tier innate deities, and with his strength, he wouldn't stand a chance, so he wouldn't go looking for trouble.

After leaving Zixiao Palace, Mo Xuan went straight back to Qixia Mountain. He had just broken through to the Great Luo Realm and had just finished organizing the Primal Devouring Dao Scripture, so he needed to consolidate it properly.

But just as Mo Xuan was passing by a sacred mountain, a seal suddenly fell from the sky.

Nine dragon patterns were carved on the seal, and the phantom of a real dragon appeared, roaring loudly. The entire seal was nearly a hundred feet in size, carrying overwhelming power, and fell heavily.

The moment the seal appeared from the void, Mo Xuan sensed it. He reacted quickly, using his Void Steps to move around and summoning the Mountain-Suppressing Cauldron to protect himself.

In the end, Mo Xuan narrowly escaped the suppression range of the seal, and the aftershocks of the seal were also blocked by the Zhenyue Cauldron.

Mo Xuan's eyes were filled with coldness. He immediately locked onto a location and unleashed a Divine Light of End. A figure then leaped out from the void.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Xuan is truly skilled, managing to dodge my fatal blow."

Linfeng Daoren said with a regretful expression.

In Zixiao Palace, he had already offended Mo Xuan by vying for a seat. Seeing Mo Xuan's immense potential, he harbored murderous intent and wanted to nip the danger in the bud.

Moreover, he possesses a secret technique that can extract innate bloodlines. If he can capture Mo Xuan and refine his bloodline, Daoist Linfeng is confident that he can improve his own abilities.

Unfortunately, Mo Xuan reacted too quickly; otherwise, even if the attack just now couldn't kill Mo Xuan, it would have at least seriously injured him.

Even if this attack fails, Daoist Linfeng is not prepared to give up.

After listening to the Dao in Zixiao Palace, his cultivation had already broken through to the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. He also had the mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Nine Dragon Seal, in his hands. He was not convinced that he could not defeat Mo Xuan, who had just broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

"Fellow Daoist, I originally intended to let you live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be in such a hurry to die," Mo Xuan sighed.

Mo Xuan harbored murderous intent ever since Lin Feng Dao Ren tried to take his seat.

"You? How arrogant!?" Daoist Linfeng sneered, once again wielding the Nine Dragon Seal and simultaneously using his divine power to seal off this area to prevent Mo Xuan from escaping.

Mo Xuan summoned the Zhenyue Cauldron to block the Jiulong Seal, and the two innate spiritual treasures immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

"roar!!!"

A snake shadow appeared behind Mo Xuan, and he unleashed several more beams of divine light.

"Hey!!"

When Lin Feng Dao Ren transformed into his original form, he was a large blue-winged bird with curved horns on its head. As his wings flashed, he dodged the several beams of divine light of the end, and then stirred up wisps of innate divine wind that swept towards Mo Xuan Xi.

Mo Xuan neither dodged nor avoided the innate divine wind. These innate divine winds were fierce, and ordinary living beings would be torn to pieces if they fell into them. However, Mo Xuan possessed the supernatural power of devouring and refining the Dao, so there was nothing he could not devour or refine, not even the formless and intangible innate divine wind.

As the tornadoes approached Mo Xuan, they were devoured by him and instantly transformed into pure wind laws that merged into his body.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Lin Feng Daoist was shocked. He thought that dealing with Mo Xuan would be a piece of cake, but the result was beyond his expectations. The invincible innate divine wind was actually absorbed by Mo Xuan by some unknown means.