The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 58 - 4 Hong Jun Begins to Teach Six Ears Appear

58: Chapter 4 Hong Jun Begins to Teach, Six Ears Appear

58 -4 Hong Jun Begins to Teach, Six Ears Appear

“Within the primal Chaos, the Great Void gave birth to existence.

That which is indescribable, I forcefully name it ‘Tao’!”

“Tao has no name, no shape, no shadow, yet it also has a name, has actions, and has traces!

Thus it is said to be great, can be perceived as passing; described as passing, can be understood as distant; considered distant, can be recognized as nothing!”

“Therefore, inaction is Tao, and Tao is nothingness!”

“The Great Dao uses all beings as a furnace; the Heavenly Dao uses all creatures as refining principles!

The Great Dao nurtures the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao nurtures Laws, Laws nurture Spiritual Energy, and Spiritual Energy nurtures all beings!

Therefore, Tao does not have a constant form, and there is no definitive path for it!”

…

Saints preach the Tao, naturally different from ordinary people.

Only see Hong Jun with a vast Creation Jade Disc above his head, his originally illusory face now becoming even more ethereal.

In the grand Zixiao Palace, golden flowers scattered, Earth Erupting Golden Lotuses sprung up.

Countless delicate lotuses appeared out of nowhere, eagerly absorbed by the guests within the Zixiao Palace.

It is said that everyone has their own destined teachings; Li Qingming right now is in a great dilemma.

Usually, when Hong Jun preaches to the Three Pure Ones, he follows to listen to the Tao.

Regarding the Tao that Hong Jun currently discusses, he has heard it countless times.

At this moment, irritated and restless, not a single word could enter his mind.

Li Qingming, helpless, opened his eyes and glanced around.

The Three Pure Ones all had tranquil faces with a hint of smiles.

It made sense, as the Three Pure Ones were transformations of Pangu’s Primordial Spirit, born with great fates and deeper insights into Pangu.

No matter how many times they listened, they always found pleasure.

Looking further, there were Nuwa and Fu Xi, Nuwa sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, complemented by her peerless beauty, which was quite delightful to the eyes.

Fu Xi was different, his brows eternally furrowed, as if there was always something he couldn’t comprehend.

Looking at Zhunti and Sidestepping, who knew if they really understood or pretended to understand, both were shaking their heads and smiling.

Sidestepping, usually with a face full of suffering, actually relaxed slightly.

This indeed surprised Li Qingming.

Turning his head, he unintentionally swept to a corner and his expression changed.

He actually spotted two individuals who you would think impossible to sit together.

Guess who?

In West Niu Hezhou, there is a peculiar mountain called Longevity Mountain.

Within this mountain, there is a temple known as Wuzhuang Temple.

In this Wuzhuang Temple, there exists one of the Ten Great Innate Spiritual Roots, known as Grass Returning Pill, also called ginseng fruit.

The ginseng fruit tree blooms every three thousand years, fruits every three thousand years, and only ripens after another three thousand years, taking a total of ten thousand years to be consumable.

In such ten thousand years, it only produces thirty fruits.

The fruits, resembling children under the age of three, complete with limbs and facial features.

If one is fated, merely smelling this fruit can prolong life by three hundred and sixty years; eating one can extend life by forty-seven thousand years.

This ginseng fruit tree, blessed by the Heaven and Earth, transformed and emerged.

This transformed being, with a tall stature and a fine beard on his chin, resembling youthful features, calls himself Zhen Yuanzi.

On the Primordial Land, there’s another strange place.

Following the demise of the Pan Gu God, it transformed from his navel.

After the demise of the Pan Gu God, his navel transformed into a vast sea of blood.

This Blood Sea spans tens of thousands of miles, with blood waves rolling, an overpowering stench, devoid of fish and uninhabited by birds or insects.

All the maligned energies of Heaven and Earth gather here, named the “Netherworld Blood Sea.”

This Blood Sea nurtured several Primordial Meetings; a young man in a Blood Robe, embracing the Innate Spiritual Treasure Avici and Yuan Tu, transformed and emerged.

He calls himself Netherworld River Taoist.

At this moment, in the west corner of the Zixiao Palace, Zhen Yuanzi sat next to the Netherworld River.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing heartily, both seemed to have their gains.

Thus, having preached for over a thousand years, Hong Jun abruptly stopped and said, “The law does not pass to six ears; the Tao does not transmit to non-humans!”

Following a seven-colored beam of light, it burst forth from the hands of Hong Jun and headed straight for Mount Buzhou on the Primordial Continent.

“Squeak!”

A deafening shriek echoed between heaven and earth.

Hong Jun glanced at the Primordial Continent and continued his sermon.

The Three Pure Ones silently calculated for a long while without result, looked at each other, and helplessly sank back into the rhythm of the Dao.

Li Qingming’s mind stirred, recalling a segment from a novel in his previous life.

“Within the Cycle of Zhou, there are Five Immortals: namely Heaven, Earth, Human, Gods, and Ghosts; and there are Five Insects: namely Silkworm, Qilin, Mao, Feather, and Insect.

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Among them, one monkey is named the Six-Eared Macaque.

This monkey, if established in one place, can know things thousands of miles away; hence, this monkey excels in listening, has the ability to discern reason, knows past and future, and understands all things clearly.

Could it be this is the Six-Eared Macaque?”

Li Qingming’s thoughts ran wild, and suddenly, he considered that if he gathered all the Four Monkey of Chaos under his guidance, wouldn’t that be delightful!

Thinking of this, he burst into hearty laughter.

…

A thousand years passed in this manner.

That day, Hong Jun suddenly ceased his sermon.

Those who were immersed in the Great Dao jolted awake.

In the first thousand years of these three thousand years, Hong Jun mostly preached profound principles of the Great Dao, and aside from several powerful beings who had reached the Daluo Golden Immortal level or higher, everyone else felt like they were groping in clouds and fog, merely memorizing his words by rote to ponder over later.

In the remaining two thousand years, Hong Jun discussed the fundamental principles of the Dao.

Only in the last few years did he touch upon the Taiyi Realm, which left many of the strong Taiyi figures in the Zixiao Palace feeling as though they still hadn’t had enough—a feeling quite unbearable.

Looking at the Twelve Ancestor Witches, apart from Houtu, Xuanming, and Zhu Jiuyin, they actually fell asleep carelessly, even snoring.

At that moment, the Zixiao Palace was utterly silent, and the sudden snores naturally drew glances from the guests within the palace.

Houtu and the other two immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

Hong Jun lifted his eyelids, glanced at the Twelve Ancestor Witches and said expressionlessly, “Three thousand years have passed, and this session of the sermon ends here.

Go back and organize well what you have gained this time.

After a thousand years, Zixiao Palace will be open again!

You may leave now.”

Everyone bowed to the ground, shouting uniformly, “Teacher’s mercy!”

Then, everyone slowly exited Zixiao Palace.

Li Qingming had no time to idle in Zixiao Palace listening to Hong Jun’s teachings.

After bidding farewell to Yang Mei, The Three Pure Ones, and others, he tore through Chaos and headed straight for the Primordial Continent.

On the southern foot of Mount Buzhou on the Primordial Continent, there was a forest.

In the forest, streams babbled, birds sang and flowers fragranced, and rich Spiritual Energy enveloped the entire ravine.

Yao Grass exuded fragrance, fruits filled the garden, and divine fragrances assailed the nose; waterfalls splashed, brooks murmured, and rainbows formed bridges; looking at the mountain peaks continuous with purple clouds, bizarre peaks protruding, and peculiar rocks highlighting the landscape, it was just like drinking morning dew at dawn.

Truly a magnificent scenery, akin to an immortal realm on Earth!

Upon reaching this mountain, Li Qingming used his Primordial Spirit to carefully scan every cave, every large tree, hoping to find the monkey that was injured by Hong Jun.

He didn’t believe that over these thousand years, the Six-Eared Macaque could have healed its injuries, much less that anyone dared to take this Six-Eared Macaque as a disciple.

Hong Jun’s phrase “Taoism should not be passed on to Six-Ears!” indeed scared away many cultivators.

After all, if even Tao Ancestor Hong Jun strictly forbade it, who would dare to pass on his Taoist Divine Power?