Honghuang: Rebirth of Caiyunxian, Steady Becoming a Saint

Perhaps because the other great powers had seen the magnificent scenery of Yujing before, or perhaps because they were eager to listen to the Tao, they walked very fast.

Since the colorful fairy had already reached the foot of Yujing Mountain, she was even less hurried.

Stepping slowly, she moved forward.

It is indeed a sage's Taoist temple. You can see:

Yujing Mountain is three thousand feet high, and its momentum is based on the three talents.

The upper eight trigrams combine yin and yang, and the lower nine palaces determine the dragon and tiger.

The four corners have the shape of the four seasons, and the left and right stand for the image of heaven and earth.

The front and back are matched with the meaning of the Tao, and the surroundings are the ultimate principles of the Tao.

On the top of the three thousand feet Taoist mountain, there is a palace with a majestic saintly virtue.

There are three runes of the Tao on the plaque in front of the palace gate - [Purple Sky Palace]!

It is the Taoist temple of Hongjun Daozu.

On both sides of the Zixiao Palace, there is a couplet, about three feet high and eight feet wide.

Upper couplet: Get the Tao and the sky, the Tao shades three thousand Daluo guests;

Lower couplet: Born with the power of the emperor, when the time comes, one qi will be in harmony with the heart of heaven.

Many Daluo Jinxians are in front of the gate of the Zixiao Palace, comprehending the couplets and the word Tao on the plaque.

The colorful female fairy is not in a hurry to enter the palace, if she accidentally sits on someone else's cushion, it will be bad.

She looked around at the door, it is indeed a good palace and a good couplet!

The platform is high and the trees are towering.

The nine-curve railings are decorated with jade carvings and golden colors; the thousand-story pavilions are reflected by the stars and the moon.

The railings are made of agate, and the pillars are made of gems.

The steps are all made of white stone; the rows of stable beasts are all made of agate.

The pavilions are stacked, with carved jade tiles and green eaves; the pavilions are stacked, all with carved beasts and golden rings.

In front of the palace door, there are several pearls, shining in the air; the paving on the left and right is all beautiful jade and gold, shining brilliantly.

This kind of Taoist temple is not only the fairy court on Zifuzhou and the demon court on Fengqi Mountain, but also Pangu Sanqing on Kunlun Mountain.

After an unknown period of time, the time has come.

The Daluo Jinxian entered the palace together.

In groups of three or five, in groups of four or six.

Caiyun still walked at the end.

When it was her turn, she saw a boy standing under each of the two couplets.

The boy on the left:

Her bun is tied with two silks, and her wide robe has two sleeves. Her appearance and body are different, and her heart and appearance are empty.

A long-term guest in the world, a child who lives forever in the mountains. Not stained by dust, the year rolls freely.

The girl on the right:

She has a clear mind and a beautiful face, with a bun on her head and short hair. The collar of her Taoist robe is naturally surrounded by mist, and the sleeves of her feathered robe are fluttering in the wind.

The ring belt is tightly tied with a dragon head knot, and the straw sandals are lightly wrapped with silkworm mouth velvet. The embroidered belt dances in the wind and flies colorful flames, and the brocade robe reflects the sun and releases golden flowers.

"These two children are probably the future Emperor Haotian and Empress Yaochi."

In the eyes of the innate gods, boys and girls are not considered disciples.

Their status is similar to that of servants who serve tea and water, and cook.

Even their foot strength is not as good as others.

Foot strength is to win face for oneself, so the Zhoutian masters are very good at foot strength.

SoAt this time, almost no one paid attention to the two gatekeepers, Haotian and Yaochi.

No one even knew the names of the two children.

But the colorful fairy was not one of them.

She did not classify people into different classes.

So when she arrived at the palace gate, she stopped and took out two fruit baskets from her sleeves.

The white jade baskets were filled with the innate spiritual fruits from Piaomiao Mountain.

Golden balls and beads, red and yellow.

Golden balls and beads, wax cherries, the color is really sweet; red and yellow ripe plums, the taste is fruity and sour.

Pomegranates are cracked, and cinnabar grains reveal fire crystal beads; taro chestnuts are cut open, and the hard meat is a golden agate.

Fresh longan, sweet meat and thin skin; fire lychee, small core and red capsule.

Linqiu green fruit, loquat yellow bud, rabbit head pear, chicken heart jujube.

Walnuts, ginkgo, coconuts, grapes, hazelnuts, pine nuts, tangerines, sugarcanes, oranges.

Fragrant peaches, red apricots, crisp plums, bayberries, ripe watermelons with red sacs and black seeds, and large yellow-skinned tomatoes with four petals.

Haotian and Yaochi had never been down from Yujing Mountain, nor had they ever received a big gift from anyone.

Although there was a Xiantian peach tree behind Yujing Mountain, you would get sick of it if you ate too much.

The two boys had never expected that there would be a powerful person who would give them gifts.

At this moment, the two boys were smiling.

It seemed that the Dao of the Taoist Ancestor was not as good as these two baskets of spiritual fruits.

It was a shame to take someone's money.

The two boys kept their eyes on all directions and their ears on all sides.

It was known long ago that this colorful-clothed fairy was here for the first time to listen to the Dao.

During the "Zixiao Lecture", the master said that the seats could not be changed.

So Yao Chi quickly led Caiyun to an empty cushion.

It seemed that Caiyun was the last one to come.

After she sat down in the back row, Haotian Tongzi first calmed the audience, and then Hongjun Daoist appeared on the golden tent cloud bed.

The saint appeared, and there was a sound, and the bells and tripods rang.

An old man who didn't know where he came from, with a strange face and an erratic aura.

It seemed that he was right in front of him, and it seemed that he was billions of miles away.

"Zixiao has lectured three times, and I will still lecture for 43,200 years for the second time."

After saying this, Hongjun ignored the reactions of the crowd and started to preach.

When the saint preached, strange phenomena were born.

Sitting high on the cloud bed, he spit out ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of colorful lights.

The colorful light transformed into three thousand kinds of Dao runes, all of which were mysterious and profound.

At this moment, the Dao actually took shape in the Zixiao Palace.

It transformed into a vast ocean, with golden lotuses everywhere.

It transformed into a jade tree, with branches and leaves reaching up to the sky.

It transformed into an infinite world, whose length could not be known, whose width could not be measured, whose height was unknown, and whose layers of earth were unknown.

The great sound was silent, the great image was silent, and the Dao rhyme condensed and transformed into boundless purple air, which was vast and mighty, and spread all over the Zixiao wonderland.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one purple airs formed a formation, evolving into one yuan, two yin and yang, three talents, four phases, five elements, six combinations, seven stars, eight trigrams, and nine palaces.

Over and over again,Never stop.

It is really the Great Dao that is simple and goes straight to the core.

The Daluo Jinxian who listened to the lecture under the cloud bed each got a kind of Dao and a scene.

The mysterious pictures and texts transformed by the sound of the Great Dao fell on each listener differently.

But they are all the same golden color, the same illusion and annihilation.

The same Dao symbols flow, the same brilliance flashes.

Today, Zixiao’s second lecture, the saint talked about the Dao of Hunyuan Jinxian, the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

However, the Great Dao is invisible and unfathomable.

Although Hongjun derived various Great Daos one by one, making them mysterious in the plainness.

But all the innate saints present heard it vaguely.

Yes, they are just innate saints, how can they compare with Hongjun, who was born as an innate demon god?

The reason why Saint Hongjun could comprehend the Dao of Primordial Chaos was because he was the root of the Innate Demon God and obtained forty-nine fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, so he could comprehend the Innate Dao.

But the people present here were one step behind the Innate Demon God in terms of their roots and three points behind the Innate Demon God in terms of their comprehension.

Although the Dao of Primordial Chaos that Hongjun talked about could all be certified as the Golden Immortal of Primordial Chaos.

However, his words were concise and to the point, and the people were obscure and difficult to understand.

Even so, the Dao was hard to come by.

The people below the stage were still listening in fascination, comprehending one after another.

But the three thousand Daluo sometimes frowned, sometimes felt happy, sometimes clapped their legs and exclaimed, and sometimes laughed with their hands.

Many truths of heaven and earth were absorbed bit by bit by the people.

Although it was difficult to see the whole picture of the Dao, everyone gained something.

In these tens of thousands of years, everyone's understanding of the Tao has been significantly improved.

It's not that no one wants to take shortcuts. Those who are not qualified and have little luck also want to memorize it by rote, hoping to slowly understand it after returning.

But they don't know that the Tao is mysterious and mysterious. If you understand it, you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. There is no chance. After racking their brains, they found that the Tao taught by Hongjun can't be remembered at all. Only what they understand can be turned into their own.

There is only one exception, and that is Caiyunxian who sits at the very end.

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen."

This is the wise saying in that memory.

But if you want to write down the method of Hunyuan Jinxian taught by Hongjun, it is quite demanding. (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Fortunately, Caiyun has the merits of the Tao that he got in the prehistoric starry sky before.

She used the merits of the Heavenly Dao as a pen and the luck of the ten thousand stars as ink to completely and fully depict the scenes before her eyes in her [Ten Thousand Dao Treasure Bottle].

In the first lecture of Zixiao, Hongjun started from the most basic Dao method. For the people who listened to the Dao at that time, it was a targeted remedial lesson.

The three thousand people who listened to the Dao at that time checked for omissions and made up for the deficiencies.

In the second lecture of Zixiao, Hongjun started with the method of Hunyuan Jinxian.

People with deep roots and sufficient cultivation are like dryLike a sponge meeting the tide, it tried its best to absorb the rhyme of Tao.

When he heard the mysterious part, he nodded his head repeatedly, and suddenly realized it.

For example, Pangu Sanqing, who had become the Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos.

Others were learning new knowledge, but the three of them were more like reviewing.

So on the top of the Sanqing, the three flowers swayed and the five qi condensed.

Three blue seas and auspicious clouds appeared one by one.

In the three auspicious clouds, a pagoda was seen floating up and down, and a sword, a Ruyi, and a flat crutch were swaying, raising the sea of ​​lotus.

Beside the Sanqing, a female Taoist also showed the auspicious cloud on her head.

The auspicious cloud was full of the aura of creation, and there were 366 jade stones of creation swimming in the sea of ​​creation.

The rain of creation stirred up by the jade stones scattered in all directions, washing away thousands of water vapors. []

There is also a green bamboo with clear leaves, which waves and scatters countless chaotic energy into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condenses into boundless rain clouds, and scatters spiritual rain, making the spiritual energy in the Zixiao Palace even stronger.

In the void, the bamboo leaves are brilliant and the bamboo branches are shaking.

There is also a bodhi tree with forty-nine leaves, which are all dark purple. The branches and leaves flow, showing the changes of the sky.

Behind the six people in front, there are also strange phenomena, but the scene is smaller.

There is an earthy yellow book opened, wandering in the dark yellow sea of ​​auspicious clouds.

The book is full of the shapes of mountains and rivers, and the appearance of land and water.

There is a chaotic and blurred treasure bell floating in the air.

The bell has the power to tear apart the chaos of primordial chaos, the power to shatter the time and space of the heavens, the merit of governing the mysteries of all things, and the ability to open up the universe of heaven and earth.

Even above Caiyun's head, a treasure map appeared, with starlight and precious energy.

As the scroll slowly opened, 365 ancient stars twinkled, the starlight was brilliant, and the vast sea of ​​stars swept across the beautiful scenery of Zixiao Palace.

If Caiyun had caused such a big commotion, it would have caused a great uproar long ago.

But now, in this Zixiao Palace, it seemed extremely insignificant.

Everyone has good fortune above their heads, and the momentum caused by each listener is no less than that of Caiyunxian.

The most powerful ones are those sitting in the front row.

The good fortune they caused can almost cover the good fortune of the other thousands of Daluo Jinxians combined.

Especially the Pangu Sanqing, they are the incarnations of Pangu's primordial spirit, and they have the great merit of opening up the world, so they are naturally talented and have deep blessings.

Tao Qing Taoist sat with his eyes closed, calm and inactive, showing no expression, three flowers gathered on his head, five qi converged to the origin.

On the acre-sized green cloud of celebration, his [Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda], [Tai Qing Treasure Pearl], and [Withered and Flourishing Shoulder Pole] floated.

Yu Qing Taoist sat upright, thousands of golden flowers on the golden cloud of celebration, and the auspicious air formed a necklace, hanging upside down, protecting his body.

[Three Treasures Yu Ruyi] and [Yu Qing Treasure Pearl] showed the jade-clear fairy light above his head, and the fairy light was like thousands of golden lamps, dripping like water dripping from the eaves.

Shang Qing Taoist straightened his waist and closed his eyes tightly.Eyes, five energies formed five white waves that washed back and forth on the cloud of celebration.

[Qingping Sword] turned into the immortal light of Shangqing, and the immortal light was like a dragon, floating and sinking in his cloud of celebration, wandering back and forth.

At this moment, we can see the level of the three thousand great powers in Zixiao Palace.

Compared with the Three Pure Ones, the two people, Jie Yin and Zhunti, who came from the Western Continent, seemed to be slightly inferior in talent and fortune.

But since they could sit on the six cushions in the front row, they must be people with superior talent and fortune.

It can be said that they are not as good as the best, but better than the worst.

On the head of the Taoist Jie Yin, three white relics as big as a bucket were like the sun in the sky, shining with infinite light.

In the cloud of the Taoist Zhunti's celebration, three golden relics as big as a bucket were like the sun in the sky, shining with brilliant light.

Although Nuwa was a woman, she had a deep foundation and extraordinary talent. Although she was not as good as the Three Pure Ones, she was better than Jie Yin Zhunti.

She frowned slightly, pursed her red lips, and her head was covered with golden clouds. In the auspicious clouds, the energy of creation soared straight up, wanting to swallow the sky;

In contrast, her brother Fuxi was much worse. Although the five energies on his body condensed into a auspicious cloud, the auspicious cloud was not big.

A single-stringed precious harp tinkled and flashed in it, like the sound of heaven descending to the world, and like the low hum of the God of Death.

Except for these people, the creation of the rest of the people seemed to be a little worse.

Above the hot auspicious cloud of Taiyi, it seemed as if the sun was rising, and the blazing golden flames of the sun were ignited.

There was a three-legged golden crow circling the sun and dancing, and an ancient bronze bell swung back and forth in the sun. There was a thick flame surrounded by the true fire of the sun, which made people unable to see clearly.

On the golden cloud of Emperor Jun, there is a picture and a book that draws countless mysterious tracks, interpreting the galaxy.

It seems that countless stars gather together, as if the Milky Way reappears and runs across it.

There is also a three-legged golden crow that calls back and forth around the long galaxy.

Above the head of the Kunpeng Patriarch is an acre of dark green cloud, which looks like a vast ocean wave.

This water is cold, so the cold air evaporates and condenses into frost.

In this cold sea water, a bird-like and fish-like creature plays in it.

Sometimes it goes into the sea as a fish, and sometimes it goes out of the sea as a roc, flying in anger, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

With a flap of its wings, the water of the North Sea sweeps over the cloud, blooming with white cold light, penetrating the icy soul, and shining for thousands of miles.

The top of the head of Zhenyuan Immortal was an acre of yellowish cloud, in which a large ancient book floated up and down, and the book opened and closed and spewed out infinite earth energy.

Under the book, a green fruit tree grew slowly, with thirty fruits on it. The fruits looked like a child under three days old, with all four limbs and five senses.

The red cloud ancestor had a red cloud on his head, like a burning cloud (good money), burning with innate spiritual fire.

A red treasure gourd was hanging in it, swallowing and spewing out infinite divine sand.

The wild sand contained soul-breaking spiritual fire, which could burn the sky and boil the sea.

At this moment, his cloud was reflected like a sea of ​​fire.

The cloud on the head of the Styx ancestor was black.Black.

A boundless sea of ​​blood appeared in the auspicious cloud, and countless lonely ghosts, demons and monsters whimpered and screamed in it.

Two swords, one black and one gray, were filled with evil spirits, and they kept swinging in the blood sea and auspicious clouds, killing evil spirits.

These great men showed unparalleled power, and Saint Hongjun on the cloud bed seemed to be completely blind. His eyes were half open and half closed, and the sound of the Tao came out slowly.

The strange phenomena that aroused the people could not affect the Zixiao Palace at all.

…………

Hongjun's lecture lasted for 30,000 years.

After 30,000 years, Saint Hongjun had finished explaining the Hunyuan Taoism except the Tao of Strength.

The three thousand Daluo Jinxian who listened to the lecture were puzzled after waking up.

"This sermon should have lasted for 43,200 years, why did it stop after only 30,000 years?"

Not everyone had the courage to ask the saint questions.

The colorful cloud sitting at the end knew it all.

For the remaining 13,000 years, Saint Hongjun was going to talk about his method of "slashing the three corpses".

Sure enough, when the three thousand Daluo Jinxians all looked up at him, Saint Hongjun began to explain.

"The path of Hunyuan Jinxian is so mysterious that it is difficult to comprehend it without the innate demon god's foundation."

"Even an innate demon god like me has to go through the Nine Heavens Primordial Tribulation, the Fierce Beast Tribulation, and the Dragon Han Ancestor Tribulation, three calamities, and thirty epochs before I can cultivate to Hunyuan Jinxian."

"You have achieved the Tao after the Tao Demon Tribulation, and you have only practiced for a few epochs at most. If you want to comprehend Hunyuan Jinxian and achieve Hunyuan Dao Fruit, you still need a lot of time."

"This!"

It would have been better if Saint Hongjun hadn't said it, but now that he said it, the great powers became anxious.

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