Thinking of this possibility, Dijun was excited.
The Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu and the Fusang Tree were examples of Zhang Xuan's remarkable abilities.
The reason why he had failed recently was because he was not strong enough!
All his plans and arrangements were flawless.
The key was strength.
If he was powerful enough to break the Myriad Immortals Array without bathing in the Eastern Sea, the Penglai Immortal Court would have no chance to survive!
If it wasn't for the fact that it wasn't strong enough and had to borrow the power of the Sun Star, Zhurong wouldn't have been able to snatch the Hibiscus Tree from the Sun Star. Then, it wouldn't have suffered a crushing defeat against the Grand Wizard Houtu.
It could be said that the recent successive defeats had completely awakened Emperor Jun and made him realize an important problem that he had neglected before.
No matter how powerful an emperor's schemes were, they still needed sufficient strength to execute them in order to succeed.
It could even be said that strength was the foundation of everything.
Wisdom was only a support.
For example, his original plan was to suppress the Duke of the East, then ask for forgiveness from Hongjun, the Ancestor of Taoism, and gain Hongjun's approval to become the new leader of the male immortals in Untainted Land. Then, he would have the righteousness to attack the two traitors, Fuxi and Nuwa, and solve the situation that caused the Demon Tribe to be in turmoil because Fuxi and Nuwa betrayed the Demon Tribe.
It could be said that there were only a few people in the whole Untainted Land who could come up with such a solution at that time. Emperor Jun was very proud of his own plan.
In the end, the cruel reality directly pushed Dijun into the abyss. No matter how well he planned, it was useless. It could not be implemented at all.
At first, Emperor Jun was thinking whether he should throw away his face and ask Hongjun for forgiveness.
After all, he did not get the permission of Dao Ancestor Hongjun to attack the Penglai Immortal Court, which was equivalent to not taking Dao Ancestor Hongjun seriously.
Now that he suddenly met Zhang Xuan, who seemed to be a master who could give advice, Emperor Jun felt that there was always a way out.
Emperor Jun didn't ask for much. He felt that it was enough as long as he could get the means of the Fusang Tree devouring the Demon Flame of Destruction.
One had to know that Taiyi, who had mastered the Destructive Demonic Flame, could resist the existence of the berserk Houtu.
The flames of the Hibiscus Tree could devour the Destruction Demonic Flame, so it was obviously more powerful than the Destruction Demonic Flame.
If he could master this method, coupled with the River Map and the Book of Luo, he would be able to take on Houtu!
Even if they could not win on the ground, they would not be powerless in Houtu's hands like this.
"You must obtain the approval of the Profound Secrets Temple's leader and seek guidance from him!”
Dijun said to himself in his heart.
Having made up his mind, Emperor Jun picked up the broom and began to clean Xuanji Temple meticulously.
As for East Emperor Taiyi who was tied up by the Fusang Tree, Emperor Jun didn't even look at him.
Although the Hibiscus Tree was devouring the Destruction Demonic Flame on the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's body, it was also controlling the spread of the demonic nature in Taiyi's body.
This was actually a good thing for Taiyi.
Since that was the case, there was no need to worry.
If he aroused Fusang's interest, he might even torment Taiyi more and make Taiyi suffer more.
Seeing that Emperor Jun didn't argue with her and went to sweep the floor obediently, Fusang felt bored and went to practice Emperor Yan's Burning Sky Scripture.
Zhang Xuan nodded in satisfaction.
Obviously, Dijun was a very smart person. Through the communication with the Hibiscus Tree, he quickly figured out the information he wanted.
Of course, all of this was deliberately created by Zhang Xuan.
For smart people like Emperor Jun, the king of a clan, they would only believe the information they got through their own thinking and probing.
Time passed day by day.
Dijun came to Xuanji Temple on time every day to clean the place without any complaints.
Gradually, Dijun began to get used to this kind of life.
Although he had to spend a lot of time cleaning the Xuanji Temple every day and had little time to cultivate, Emperor Jun found that his cultivation was not slow.
Especially his comprehension of laws, which became clearer and deeper.
And all of this was because he was sweeping the floor in Xuanji Temple.
This made Emperor Jun even more respectful of Zhang Xuan.
One hundred years passed in a flash. One day, Zhang Xuan suddenly walked out of the Tianji Palace and called Emperor Jun into the palace. He said to Emperor Jun,""This seat's trip to the Sun Star has already been completed and will be leaving in a few days.”
"Although you're a little rash, you still have some talent.”
"It's fate that we met. If you have anything to ask, say it today.”
"I'll give you an answer based on my mood!"
Zhang Xuan's words made Emperor Jun feel like crying and laughing.
A hundred years was not a long time for the creatures of Untainted Land. It could even be said that it was very short. However, a hundred years was enough for Emperor Jun to understand Zhang Xuan a little.
In Emperor Jun's eyes, Zhang Xuan was a mysterious and casual senior.
As long as he didn't annoy him, he was still very easy to get along with.
Zhang Xuan was also capable of giving an answer based on his mood.
Although he had been waiting for this day for a long time, when it really came, Emperor Jun didn't know where to start.
Pondering for a while, Dijun sorted out his thoughts and asked,""Senior, may I ask if the Grand Wizard Houtu became so strong because of your guidance?”
Zhang Xuan glanced at Dijun." Didn't you get it from Fusang a long time ago?"”
"Also, don't ask such nonsense anymore. Otherwise, I'll think that you're fine.”
Dijun smiled embarrassedly and quickly went straight to the point,""Senior, can you teach me the technique of Fusang devouring the Destruction Demonic Flame?”
Zhang Xuan didn't give Dijun any thought and said bluntly,""No!"
Emperor Jun's face froze. Although he was prepared, he was still disappointed when Zhang Xuan said that.
Emperor Jun was Emperor Jun after all. He quickly concealed his disappointment as if he was not affected at all. He continued to ask,""Senior, is there still hope for our Monster Race?”
"What should I do to revitalize the Demon Tribe and make them a force that can contend against the Sorcerer Tribe and the Immortal Court?”
This time, Zhang Xuan didn't give a direct answer. Instead, he asked,""Why do you want to revive the Monster Race?”
"If there are no more demons, will you be unable to live, or will your Dao be cut off and you will be unable to move forward?”
Zhang Xuan's question stunned Dijun.
He had never thought about this question before.
To say that he could not live without the demons was actually a little nonsense.
Anyway, Dijun himself did not believe it.
As for his own Tao, at least so far, Emperor Jun had not found that the Demon Tribe had any close relationship with his own Tao.
In other words, Emperor Jun had not even found out what his own Dao was. He had only collected all kinds of resources from the Demon Tribe and then used them to accumulate Dharma Power.
Not only Emperor Jun, but most of the living beings in Untainted Land were like this. Few of them knew what their Dao was. What they cultivated was mostly Dharma Power.
Therefore, if the demons were gone, it seemed that the only impact on him was the influence on power and resources. Perhaps there was also luck.
Then, what was the point of me being obsessed with the Monster Race?
Dijun fell into deep thought.
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