Chapter 16 Dispute in front of Zixiao Palace
Chapter 16 Dispute in front of Zixiao Palace
Zhen Yuanzi stepped on the earth's fetal membrane, and his words were like thunder, awakening many people who were overjoyed.
Everyone calmed down and looked at the plaque above their heads with confusion.
That’s right, it is indeed the three words ‘Xiaogong’.
All three words are correct, and they match the place where Patriarch Hongjun preached when he spread the message to all directions.
However, as soon as everyone arrived at the border of chaos, they saw the Zixiao Palace.
It is reasonable for Zhen Yuanzi to raise doubts now!
Just when everyone didn't know what to do, a young man with a lyre on his back suddenly walked towards the gate of the Taoist palace.
With every step he took, a black and white yin-yang fish pattern was reflected on the ground, which was extremely mysterious.
Everyone realized that this Taoist friend must have gone to knock on the door.
"Brother! This is Zixiao Palace, the place where saints practice, you must not act rashly!"
A woman's slightly anxious voice sounded, like jade beads falling on large and small plates, crisp and pleasant.
The young girl who was speaking was wearing a blue palace dress, so beautiful that she seemed not to belong to this world.
She is slender and graceful, with an elegant and proud figure, and her skin is as white as if it were carved from mutton-fat jade.
What is most amazing is the fairy light lingering around her, which makes her look even more elegant.
This girl is none other than Nuwa, the goddess who will create the human race in the future.
The young man carrying a seven-stringed harp and about to knock on the door was her brother Fuxi.
"Little sister, you have been stuck in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian for 100,000 years, and you are only one step away from the middle stage."
Fuxi turned to look at Nuwa and said, "If you don't have the chance, you don't know when you will break through. There must be a chance for you in this Zixiao Palace."
It is impolite to knock on the door rashly, how could he not know that?
But when he thought about getting a chance to break through and make his sister smile, Fuxi's courage suddenly increased a lot.
Nuwa was moved and tried to dissuade him in every way possible. She didn't want her brother to be hated by the saint because of her.
Many people with great supernatural powers secretly rolled their eyes at Fuxi when they saw this scene.
You're the only one with a younger sister?
Are you the only one who dotes on your sister?
There are so many of us and no one dares to knock on the door, why don't you stop being brave!
"My fellow Taoist, if you are worried that your brother will be blamed by the Saint, I will go for him."
At this time, a middle-aged man in a red robe walked out cheerfully. As soon as he appeared, people suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of peace and tranquility in their hearts.
Without years of charity, it would be impossible to develop such a noble and upright character.
He is Hongyun, and his origin is the first colorful cloud between heaven and earth.
Fuxi looked at Hongyun with a wary look in his eyes, then smiled and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, but it's not necessary."
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hong Yun with anger in his eyes. When he heard Fu Xi's refusal, his expression became slightly better. Then he looked at Hong Yun and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How much magical power do you have to withstand the displeasure of the saint?"
"Daoyou!" Hongyun said with a smile, "If you ask me, Senior Hongjun is a pioneer in the path of cultivating immortals. In his eyes, we are just like children. The love of an elder is firstly benevolence and secondly kindness."
"Everyone, why did Saint Hongjun build the Purple Sky Palace on the edge of chaos?"
He strolled in front of everyone, confident, free and upright.
Many people with great supernatural powers looked at him with curiosity, waiting for him to answer their questions.
Hong Yun put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and said with emotion: "It is because the saint is worried that our cultivation is weak and we cannot break through the chaotic gale." "He simply moved his own dojo to the edge of chaos with great magic power, just to make it easier for us!"
After hearing his explanation, some people with great supernatural powers looked at the Xunxiao Palace, which was hundreds of millions of feet high, in front of them, with a look of respect in their eyes that became even more solemn.
"Hongyun, he has great wisdom!"
"That's right. That's what I thought."
Some people were talking and looking at Hongyun with admiration.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe had a fierce look on his face. He seemed to be unable to listen any longer. He suddenly threw his sleeves and said arrogantly, "This is simply nonsense! Even if the saint has mercy, it should be us, the Three Pure Ones, who should go to the gate. We are the orthodox Pangu sect. With our status, we will not humiliate the saint!"
"Let me put it this way. If anyone dares to take a step ahead of my three brothers, the Saint will blame him and he will surely die."
Originally, everyone here was praising Hongjun with great enthusiasm.
But as Yuanshi Taoist's voice sounded, suddenly only the whistling sound of chaotic gale could be heard in the distance.
Yuanshi's words were so overbearing, and the last sentence, which meant certain death, was like the sound of a huge bell, striking everyone's heart.
Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones, kept his eyes lowered and remained silent after hearing Yuanshi's words, as if he had been sleeping standing from the beginning until now.
The Taoist Master Tongtian frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Second brother, all living beings are the legacy of Father God. Calling the gate is such a small matter, there should be no distinction between high and low."
When Yuanshi heard Tongtian's words, he felt a little dissatisfied, but he did not refute his brother.
"You're all arguing over such a small matter. Is that interesting or not?"
Suddenly, just when everyone was undecided, a voice with an irritable tone suddenly came from a distance.
It was like thunder coming from the sky, making people's ears buzz, it was extremely wild.
When everyone looked, they found twelve tall figures, mixed with a strong evil aura, descending into the void in front of the Taoist palace.
Those are the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
In the field, pairs of awe-filled eyes were fixed on the twelve figures.
Di Jun and Tai Yi, thinking of the frictions with the Wu Clan over the years, showed hatred in their eyes without fear.
The person from the witch clan who had just spoken was Zhurong, whose body was surrounded by fire snakes. He was a tall and burly man, and his eyes were like huge fire-colored copper bells, with raging flames in them that seemed to be able to burn the heaven and earth.
Di Jiang led a group of witches to the ground, looked at the group of great masters, and said with a smile: "There is no need to knock on the door, we brothers can just break it down. In this way, won't the problem be solved?"
The Twelve Ancestral Witches originally wanted to hear from Hongjun about the method of shaping the primordial spirit, but these people started arguing here.
I couldn't help it, so I came over to help.
After saying that, the Twelve Ancestral Witches came to the gate of the temple and were about to wave their arms that were as big as the ancient sacred mountains to destroy the gate of the temple!
Everyone: "..."
Just when everyone was shocked by the Twelve Ancestral Witches' arrogance and recklessness, they saw the gap in the door of the Purple Cloud Palace in front of them slowly widening, and the door was actually slowly opening...
Everyone looked over.
The gap in the palace door was getting bigger and bigger, and a surging purple air swept out, instantly covering everyone.
This vast purple energy is as heavy as a sacred mountain, and its pressure is as great as the sky and the sea!
It makes people uneasy, and all the magic power in their body is condensed at this moment.
This is really terrifying!
"Be bold!"
A fierce roar like a thunder from heaven suddenly came, and countless people with great supernatural powers were suddenly horrified at this moment.
Looking ahead, a boy dressed in golden clothes, holding a black rope surrounded by murderous aura in both hands, walked out of Zixiao Palace.
(End of this chapter)