The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 61 - 7 The Storm Rises Again

61: Chapter 7: The Storm Rises Again

61 -7: The Storm Rises Again

“Everything is ready, sit in peace!” Hong Jun flicked his duster and spoke.

“Taiyi is not just Taiyi, comprehend heaven to attain the Dao.

The Dao as Taiyi, extends things to cultivate!

The tangible ones are the spirit of my form.

Those with will are the spirit of my intent.

To observe transformation is to perceive and break through.

Hence, without form, without will, without observation, be one and illuminate together, indistinguishable from each other.”

“Qi as the form of intent…”

At this lecture, Hong Jun focused on the realms of Taiyi and Daluo.

Among the guests of the Zixiao Palace, more than ten with great Qi Fortune, all were stuck in either the Taiyi or Daluo realms.

Hearing Hong Jun’s words now brought them immense joy, as if they had acquired a supreme treasure.

Looking at Li Qingming, he still appeared to be in a state between sleep and wakefulness, occasionally sneaking glances at Hong Jun and the other guests at Zixiao Palace.

Monkey Sun Ling, however, listened with great interest, and suddenly, after a thousand years, a formidable aura burst forth from him, wildly absorbing the golden lotuses that appeared out of nowhere as Hong Jun lectured.

Alarmed by this aura, Li Qingming curiously swept his Primordial Spirit over.

He discovered that Sun Ling’s cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Daluo True Immortal, and couldn’t help but remark sentimentally, “No wonder Zhunti is so envious of Sun Ling; this is truly an intangible asset!”

“Three thousand years have arrived, if you have any doubts, feel free to express them!”

Hong Jun timed it perfectly, stopping the lecture as soon as three thousand years had passed.

Fortunately, except for Di Jun and other Daluo Golden Immortal peak powerhouses, everyone else reaped substantial benefits.

“May I ask the Master, how can one breakthrough to Quasi-Saint?” Di Jun was particularly anxious, now finally seeing a hope to break through the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and eagerly asked.

“There are two methods possible.

One is by Cutting Three Corpses, the other by breaking through with force!” Hong Jun stated indifferently.

“What are the differences between these two methods?” Di Jun promptly pressed for more information.

Hong Jun, with eyes closed, said: “Those who cut the Three Corpses to achieve Quasi-Saint are far more numerous than those who break through to Quasi-Saint by force!

Besides, cutting the Three Corpses is easier!

While breaking through to Quasi-Saint by force is as hard as reaching the sky, except for the Twelve Ancestor Witches!”

“Master, what is the method of cutting the Three Corpses?” Although Laozi was progressing towards Quasi-Saint through force, the idea of fighting physically like the Ancestor Witches was unimaginable.

“To cut the corpses, one must cut the Three Corpses!

The Three Corpses are the Three Corpse Gods.

A corpse represents the lord of spirits.

The Upper Corpse dwells in clouds, governing the good.

This is the Good Corpse; the Middle Corpse lies within the body, governing the self.

This is the Self Corpse; the Lower Corpse dwells in the earth, governing killing.

This is the Evil Corpse.

Place these three corpses in an Innate Spiritual Treasure and cut them out with it!

Cutting one achieves Early Quasi-Saint, two for Middle Quasi-Saint, and all three for Late Quasi-Saint!

Among these, the Self Corpse is the hardest to cut!”

Hong Jun indeed was an excellent teacher, explaining earnestly and in great detail to everyone.

Although Li Qingming knew the method of cutting corpses, he hadn’t expected it to involve so many intricacies.

He was now secretly contemplating whether to rely on the Qiankun Three Treasures to cut the corpses.

Upon hearing Hong Jun’s words, besides Li Qingming, all peak Daluo Golden Immortal powerhouses fell into sudden enlightenment.

Zixiao Palace was suddenly immersed in a strange silence.

Suddenly, with rolling purple clouds above, and the cloud qi surging like wild waves, Laozi’s surrounding aura became unpredictably fluctuating, embodying his previous state of tranquility and inaction.

Sometimes it was a gentle wind and light rain, and other times a violent gale, his aura indescribable with words.

“Bang!”

At that moment, a light sound was heard.

A middle-aged Daoist with a wooden hairpin, wearing a brown Eight Diagrams Taoist robe and holding a Flat Stick, jumped down from the purple Qingyun.

“Fellow Daoist, greetings!” The middle-aged Daoist bowed to Laozi.

“There is no need for such formalities between us, as we are originally one!

Your name is Xuan Daozi, return to the Qingyun for now!” Laozi cheerfully stroked his beard and spoke.

“Indeed!” Xuan Daozi nodded slightly and leaped back into the Qingyun, disappearing from sight.

The Three Pure Ones were originally one, as Laozi cut his corpse, Primordial and Tongtian were not idle either.

Primordial’s golden Qingyun was also constantly rolling, then began to gather, suddenly radiating dazzling light, emitting a magnificent brilliance.

A middle-aged man dressed in a golden Daoist robe slowly descended from the Green Cloud.

His face was gaunt yet filled with dignity, and his whole being exuded an aura of inviolability.

“Fellow Daoist, please accept my regards!” The four simple words leapt out from the mouth of the man robed in gold.

“There’s no need for such courtesy between us, for we are one and the same!

Your name is Xuanlongzi, now return to the Green Cloud!” Primordial Venerable said lightly, lifting his horsetail whisk.

“Agreed!” Xuanlongzi nodded, leaping into the Green Cloud and vanishing from sight.

Tongtian’s Green Cloud then became a flurry of sword energies, with countless flashes of Upper Pure Sword Light flickering indefinitely.

Suddenly, it condensed into a massive green sword that pierced the sky.

With a fierce slash, a swath of green light flashed across the sky.

After a long time, a figure donned in a green Daoist robe appeared; it was a tall young man whose transformation was complete!

His features were stern, and his entire being emanated a sword intent soaring into the heavens, capable of reversing the cosmos!

“Fellow Daoist, please accept my regards!” Again, the same four words, but this young man seemed even colder.

“There’s no need for such courtesy between us, for we are one and the same!

Your name is Xuan Jianzi, now return to the Green Cloud!” Tongtian laughed heartily, his face full of triumph.

“Agreed!” Xuan Jianzi nodded, leaping into the Green Cloud and disappearing from view.

“Congratulations to Master, Master, and Master Uncle on your substantial advancement in cultivation, leading to the foreseeable Great Dao!” Li Qingming and Li Qingquan bowed deeply with joyous expressions.

“No need for much courtesy!

Hehehe…”

The Three Pure Ones were indeed proud, but Zhunti felt a biting itch of hatred.

The stronger the Three Pure Ones became, the less hope Zhunti had of taking revenge on Li Qingming.

How could this not infuriate and resent Zhunti?

Hong Jun, seeing the Three Pure Ones had broken through to the peak of Early Quasi-Saint, chuckled and said: “You only need to strive hard, becoming Quasi-Saints is within sight!”

“Thank you, Master, for bestowing the law; such mercifulness from you, Master!” Everyone present truly appreciated Hong Jun at that moment.

“East King and Queen Mother of the West, step forward!” Hong Jun glanced over the crowd and continued to speak.

“What are your instructions, Master?”

Hearing Hong Jun’s words, the two stepped forward and knelt down.

“East King, you are the primordial Supreme Yang energy transformed, and shall be the leader of all male immortals of Primordial!

Here is the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Pure Color Cloud Realm Flag of the West, also known as the Gathering Immortals Banner, capable of controlling ten thousand immortals.

I bestow it to you!”

Hong Jun’s expression was indifferent, and suddenly a white small flag appeared in his hand, which he tossed to the East King.

Then, Hong Jun’s hand flashed again, revealing a red small flag, as he turned his gaze to the Queen Mother of the West and continued:

“Queen Mother of the West, you are the primordial Extreme Yin energy transformed, and shall be the leader of all female immortals of Primordial!

This is the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Southern Earth Flame Light Flag, a supreme defensive treasure.

I bestow it to you!”

The East King and the Queen Mother of the West, ecstatic, took the supreme treasures and bowed ceaselessly, saying in unison: “Thank you for your mercifulness, Master; we will surely manage the immortals of Primordial well and bring blessings to the Primordial!”

“All is settled, you may disperse on your own!

A thousand years later, Zixiao Palace will reopen!”

With these words, Hong Jun vanished into thin air.

Those in Zixiao Palace were still immersed in Hong Jun’s words, not yet reacting.

“Big brother, what shall we do?” Taiyi looked anxious, turning to Di Jun.

Di Jun’s eyes glinted as he flashed a vicious smile and said:

“Let’s return and plan our scheme!”