Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

It was called flying, but it was just a single movement. In the next instant, Hongjun appeared in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing couldn't hide, nor did he want to. He was protected by the Heavenly Dao, and as long as Hongjun still wanted to merge with the Dao, he wouldn't attack him for no reason.

"Young friend, we are destined to meet. Take this item with you; it will bring you great fortune in the future."

As he spoke, Hongjun handed the God-Slaying Spear to Xu Qing.

A gift from a sage cannot be refused.

Xu Qing didn't know what Hongjun was up to, but since Luo Hou's death, Hongjun was no different from a sage, and he could only accept it.

"Thank you, senior."

"good."

Hongjun didn't say much. The next moment, he took a step and disappeared into who-knows-where.

Xu Qing felt relieved. Regardless of Hongjun's purpose, he had obtained the God-Slaying Spear. Moreover, unlike the one given to him by Zixiao Palace during the three lectures, Hongjun had just obtained the God-Slaying Spear and probably hadn't had time to set up any restrictions yet.

The God-Slaying Spear was about 28 feet long, completely black, with lotus marks on the surface of the blade and Dao patterns all over it, exuding an aura of destruction. It was indeed a supreme innate treasure formed from the roots of the Chaos Green Lotus!

Xu Qing held it in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

He turned and walked into the small island, sat down cross-legged again, and prepared to refine this deadly treasure that could harm even a saint.

In the primordial era, time passed without end, and Xu Qing was finally able to begin using this treasure.

Holding it in his hand, its size automatically adapted to Xu Qing's figure. With a few swings, space shattered, and black lotus flowers bloomed in the spatial cracks.

After practicing with his gun for a while, Xu Qing went into seclusion to cultivate again. Until one day, Xu Qing had a sudden inspiration and opened his eyes. He saw emotions and the Dao of Destruction intertwined in his eyes, which gradually disappeared after a while.

The heavens roared, and countless golden lotuses descended from the sky. Above the nine heavens, myriad rays of light shone, and countless purple energies gathered, vast and boundless, with the primordial and yellow energy permeating the air.

Amidst the countless golden lights and Taoist charm, the figure of a Taoist appeared.

"My name is Hongjun. Today I have become a saint. I wish to repay all living beings in the primordial world. Three thousand years from now, I will preach the Great Luo Dao in the Zixiao Palace and pass on the Dharma to those who are capable."

In the primordial world, countless beings looked at Hongjun, bowed in unison, and said in unison:

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xu Qing was also among the multitude. After thanking Hongjun, he began to recall the content of the sermons he had heard in his previous life about Zixiao Palace: six futons and seven streams of primordial purple energy.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Xu Qing, and he realized why Hongjun had entrusted him with such a precious treasure as the God-Slaying Spear—it was all related to his background.

Xu Qing was originally formed from the seven emotions of Pangu, and was also owed a debt by the Heavenly Dao. If it were up to the Heavenly Dao, he would probably have to obtain a strand of Primordial Purple Qi no matter what.

Hongjun had already planned the use of the seven strands of Primordial Purple Qi. If one strand was missing, how could he provoke a fight between Hongyun and Kunpeng?

Therefore, this path could not be given to Xu Qing, and the opportunity to become a saint would have too great a karmic burden, so Hongjun was unwilling to bear it. Thus, he left behind the supreme treasure, the God-Slaying Spear, which weakened the intensity of this karmic burden to a certain extent.

Having figured this out, Xu Qing finally felt relieved. Now that he knew Hongjun's thoughts, Xu Qing had nothing to fear.

Although he lacked the Primordial Purple Qi, he possessed the Jade Disc of Creation and followed the path of proving the Dao through force, making the Primordial Purple Qi essentially dispensable.

On the contrary, this God-Slaying Spear, which is mainly for killing and can injure even saints, perfectly makes up for the lack of killing power of Xu Qing's emotional laws. So, all things considered, Xu Qing is not at a loss.

Three thousand years is far too short for these primordial beings in the present world. Moreover, the great calamity of the Lich King has not yet occurred. The primordial world is complete, vast and boundless. It is likely that beings living far away cannot even reach the Purple Cloud Palace.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing decided not to continue his seclusion. Firstly, the time was too short, and secondly, he had already achieved minor success in the Law of Emotions and possessed the God-Slaying Spear, which was enough for him to travel through the prehistoric world and take a trip.

Xu Qing took a step off the island.

The next moment, a young Taoist priest in white robes and black hair appeared on the sea and slowly flew towards Zixiao Palace.

More than a thousand years later, on this day, Xu Qing encountered a pair of brothers with the aura of emperors. One of them carried the Chaos Bell on his head, and the other stepped on the Hetu Luoshu.

Seeing that Xu Qing possessed an extraordinary demeanor and was also flying towards Zixiao Palace, the leader approached him.

"Fellow Daoist, may I ask your esteemed title?"

Upon seeing him, Xu Qing immediately recognized him as the Demon Emperor Jun, and then remembered that in addition to his real name, he should also give himself a Taoist name.

After thinking for a while, Xu Qing spoke:

"Just call me Xu Qing."

"Oh? I wonder what your relationship is with the Three Pure Ones. In all these years, I, Donghuang Taiyi, have never heard of any Xuqing."

Before Dijun could speak, Taiyi, who arrived late, spoke first, his words filled with hostility.

Previously, the two brothers were about to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao. When Dijun saw that Xu Qing had a high level of cultivation and was a rogue cultivator, and that the establishment of the Demon Court was being prepared, he had the idea of ​​winning him over.

Taiyi, however, was arrogant and felt that the Demon Court only needed the two of them, especially since this person was not a demon. He was displeased that he had failed to stop Dijun and immediately used Yin and Yang energies.

This Taiyi is indeed as I heard in my previous life; his mind is smaller than the eye of a pin.

"Shut up, fellow Daoist. My younger brother has been rude. I hope you will forgive him."

Di Jun immediately stopped Taiyi from speaking further and hurriedly apologized to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing hummed in agreement, not taking it to heart, since he was a dying man anyway.

"It's alright. My Taoist name is indeed easy to misunderstand, but in terms of seniority, the Three Pure Ones are indeed my elder brothers."

"What a joke, there's a fourth of the Three Pure Ones..."

Taiyi was about to speak when Dijun interrupted him, and instead used the Hetu Luoshu to deduce Xu Qing's background.

"I see. Fellow Daoist, you have an extraordinary background and profound good fortune. You will surely have great opportunities on your journey to Zixiao Palace. Would you be willing to travel with my brother and me?"

Xu Qing's background was even more advanced than that of the two brothers. Di Jun immediately understood that he was not someone who could be recruited into the Demon Court. However, it would be good to travel with such a person and make a good connection.

"That's exactly what I was thinking, fellow Daoist, please."

One cannot hit a smiling face. Out of respect for Di Jun, Xu Qing pretended not to hear Tai Yi's words and immediately agreed to Di Jun's request.

"good."

At the same time, Di Jun also transmitted his voice to Tai Yi, informing him of Xu Qing's background.

Taiyi said that there really were four Sanqing.

Along the way, Xu Qing and Di Jun chatted happily and even discussed the Dao with each other. Only Taiyi followed far behind, bored and playing with the Chaos Bell.

More than a thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. The three of them traveled around the mountains and rivers, having a great time. When there were still a few hundred years left until the third thousand years, they arrived at Zixiao Palace.

Upon entering, one sees six futons in front of them, brimming with Daoist spirit, clearly extraordinary objects. These futons have already been occupied by the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Hongyun, and Kunpeng.

Before the prayer mat, a boy and a girl stood on either side; they were the future Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.

The five glanced at Di Jun, Tai Yi, and Xu Qing who had entered. Except for the Three Pure Ones who looked apologetic towards Xu Qing, the others remained expressionless and each guarded their prayer mats.

Hongyun, the famously kind-hearted man from the prehistoric world, smiled at each of the three.

The three returned the greeting to Hongyun, while Xu Qing gave Sanqing a reassuring look.