33 Heavens.
Purple Cloud Palace.
It was not easy to preach at the Purple Cloud, the most important event in Untainted Land. In fact, Hongjun was not a true gentleman.
First of all, he said that he was going to preach for the creatures of the Untainted Land, but he chose to do it outside the 33 Heavens. This move could not take care of those below the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
Secondly, Hongjun's goal was only to preach merit and take in some disciples at the same time. Then, he would pass down the orthodoxy and finally, he would go to the Dao Integration.
If he didn't impart the Dao and distribute the treasures, he wouldn't be able to succeed in the Daomerge. This was also a common understanding he had with the Heavenly Dao.
In the Purple Cloud Palace, all the mighty figures in the Primordial World were here, except for the Ancestors of Sorcery who did not respect heaven and earth and only respected Pangu.
The only difference was that Ancestor Red Cloud was not around.
They were Laozi, Primitive, Tongtian, Fuxi, Goddess Nvywa, Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Kunpeng, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, Lord of the East, Queen Mother of the West, and Feng Ning.
At the front of the palace was a square platform with a simple praying mat on top. A boy and a girl stood on both sides of the platform. Below the platform were six praying mats.
Obviously, the seat above was where Hongjun sat, while the seat below was naturally reserved for those who listened to the Dao.
However, at this moment, no one sat down. It wasn't that they didn't want to, but they didn't dare.
It would be rude to sit down without receiving any instructions.
No one present was a fool. No one wanted to offend Hongjun, the first Saint in the Primordial World.
"Fellow Daoist Three Pure Ones, I am Zhen Yuan Zi.”
Zhen Yuan Zi was wearing a green Taoist robe. He had long black hair, a beard like a crane, and a jade-like crown. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand. He looked like an immortal. One look and one could tell that he was a virtuous and powerful man.
Although Laozi, Primitive, and Tongtian thought that they were the orthodox Pangu and looked down on others, they did not reject Zhenyuanzi, who was well-dressed.
After all, Zhenyuanzi was an innate god. He had a supreme-grade innate spiritual root, Ginseng Fruit, and a supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Book of the Earth. He was quite famous in the Primordial World.
"Great Immortal Zhen Yuan Zi, you don't have to be so polite.”Laozi smiled insincerely and returned the greeting.
"I just want to ask, how did my good friend Hongyun die?”Zhenyuanzi's expression was as if he had drunk ink.
Hongyun's tragic death, he was the most heartbroken.
Laozi and Tongtian looked embarrassed and fell silent.
They felt a little ashamed. After all, Ancestor Red Cloud had taken the initiative to help them, but they had escaped in the end…
He had lost all his face!
However, Yuan Shi raised his eyebrows and pretended to be indignant,""Ah, how could Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi not know? It's all because of that demon Chen Yuan. If you don't believe me, you can ask her.”
Then, he pointed at Feng Ning in the distance.
"Humph, provoking for no reason. If you want to kill my master and snatch my master's spiritual treasure, you should be prepared to be killed. It's a pity that my master is kind and forgets to meet some shameless people. Otherwise, there would be fewer people listening to the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace today.”
Feng Ning was not afraid at all. She had followed the Old Master for thousands of years and knew his temper very well. If she was afraid, she would lose face for the Old Master.
She did not even need to go back to the Eastern Sea Immortal Island.
However, this time, it was really something.
It was really a sentence that shocked all the mighty figures present.
Emperor Jun's expression darkened, and Donghuang Taiyi almost rushed up to fight Feng Ning.
The Three Pure Ones 'expressions were also unnatural. Many mighty figures were whispering to each other and pointing at each other.
"How impudent. A mere wet egg-like beast with fur and armor dares to be so arrogant!”Primitive was thick-skinned, hearing the whispers of others, he couldn't help but be furious.
He didn't dare to confront Patriarch Chen Yuan, but he didn't fear a small phoenix.
"Primitive, please mind your words.”
Dijun frowned and looked unfriendly.
A wet egg? Wearing fur and armor?
Who was he scolding?
"Humph!"
Kun Peng snorted coldly, his eagle eyes staring at Primordial.
"Fellow Daoist Primordial, watch your words!"
"That's right. As an orthodox member of Pangu, how can you say such words? Aren't you looking down on us?”
"Brat!"
All the accusations were directed at Primordial.
Laozi's expression changed, he glared at the embarrassed primitive.
He was good. His words about being wet and laying eggs and wearing fur and armor had offended half of the listeners in the Purple Cloud Palace. One had to know that in the current Primordial World, the most noble people were not like the Three Pure Ones.
Feng Ning laughed coldly in her heart. She didn't even look at Yuan Shen, but closed her eyes to rest.
In her opinion, in the current Wilderness, other than her Old Master Chen Yuan, everyone else was unsightly.
Phoenixes had noble personalities and would only perch on parasol trees.
When she was convinced by Chen Yuan, she naturally looked down on other existences.
"That's right, Feng Ning. Although you haven't learned any Dao techniques by following me, you have learned my personality.”
Just as Feng Ning was about to continue her counterattack, Chen Yuan's voice rang in her ears.
Master?
Feng Ning's eyes lit up as she looked around.
"There's no need to look. The voice you're hearing now is a trace of divine sense I left on you after you left the Eastern Sea.”
"This divine sense is not strong, or it will attract Hongjun's attention, so it won't stay for long. You have to remember everything I say next, understand?”
"Please instruct me, Old Master. Feng Ning will definitely remember it.”Feng Ning opened her eyes wide and nodded in her heart.
"Very good. Do you see the seven praying mats in front of us?”
Feng Ning glanced at the praying mat and nodded to show her understanding.
" Well, you need to be prepared. When you take a seat later, no matter how many seats there are, you must grab a seat. Before Hongjun preaches, two Taoists will come. They are from the west. One is called Zhunti, and the other is called Jieyin. Remember, no matter how they cry about poverty and how they tell their misery, you must not give up your seat.”
What?
Feng Ning was stunned for a moment, as if she did not expect the Old Master to say this.
Could it be that Old Master's cultivation had already reached the point where he could see what was going to happen in the future?
"Do you remember?"
"Don't worry, Old Master. Feng Ning will remember this!”
Feng Ning replied, indicating that she would remember.
Then, the sound disappeared, leaving only the noisy sounds.
"No noise is allowed in the Purple Cloud Palace."
The child knocked on the bronze bell, and the Purple Cloud Palace immediately fell silent.
"Old Master is about to preach, please take a seat first.”
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