vstars Chapter 12 Hongjun: Styx, a descendant of Pangu. Styx: ?
Chapter 12 Hongjun: Styx, a descendant of Pangu. Styx: ?
"That's enough!" Hongyun said sadly as she stood up.
"Fellow Daoists, please don't do this. I will give this seat to you two!" Hongyun made that decision after all.
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi hesitated, but ultimately remained silent.
He didn't want Hongyun to give up that position. Zhen Yuanzi had a feeling that the position... contained a great opportunity.
But the Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain is located near the west, and the tragic state of the west is still vivid in his mind.
Inside the Zixiao Palace, among the powerful figures, some watched coldly, some mocked Hongyun, and some despised Zhunti and Jieyin. But most of the powerful figures breathed a sigh of relief after Hongyun gave way.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist. You are truly a compassionate person. You have profound virtue and merit. May you attain the Great Dao soon." Zhunti and Jieyin arrived at Hongyun's side in an instant. After helping Jieyin to his seat, Zhunti turned his gaze to Kunpeng beside him.
Kunpeng closed his eyes to rest, pretending not to see Zhunti's gaze.
Zhunti had heard of Kunpeng; he was a powerful figure from the North Sea, but he was probably no match for him and his senior brother.
It's impossible for any person to be as strong as Styx!
Thinking of this, Zhunti, who was preparing to launch a sneak attack on Kunpeng, did not forget to call Jieyin. The two of them attacked together. Jieyin suppressed the soul, and Zhunti took out the Seven Treasures Tree. The two of them attacked Kunpeng together.
Zhunti and Jieyin, both of whom are no less powerful than Kunpeng, attacked together. Moreover, their attack was a calculated move against Kunpeng's unsuspecting opponent. Kunpeng had no protective treasures and was completely unprepared for someone to dare to make a move in Zixiao Palace. Zhunti swept him off his prayer mat with a seven-colored divine light, and Kunpeng spat out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire, sustaining serious injuries.
"Thank you for giving up your seat, fellow Daoist. This seat belongs to a virtuous person, and it is also a place of affinity with the West. I will gladly accept it." Zhunti looked at Kunpeng, sat down, and said with a smile.
"How hateful!" Kunpeng was not about to give up. Even if he was fighting two against one, how could he not fight back when the opportunity he had obtained was snatched away?
Just as Kunpeng was about to make a move, Yuqing Yuanshi spoke up from the side: "How dare you be so insolent before a sage! You scaly and feathered creatures, step back now!"
It turned out that, without anyone noticing, Hongjun's figure had already appeared on the auspicious clouds at the forefront.
At this moment, above the Purple Cloud Palace, rolling purple energy gathered, and in an instant, heavenly flowers fell in disarray above, and golden lotuses surged from the ground below. Above the auspicious clouds of the heavens, all kinds of rare treasures dripped incessantly like water from the eaves, and five-colored radiant light illuminated the heavens, while the eight-tone celestial music resounded throughout the universe.
An invisible power permeated the Purple Cloud Palace.
Kunpeng looked around and had no choice but to retreat. Yuanshi's words represented the will of the Three Pure Ones. If it were only Zhunti and Jieyin, Kunpeng would still have some ambition, but the current situation left Kunpeng with no choice but to continue arguing.
Left with no other choice, Kunpeng had to retreat.
"Greetings, Sage." Inside the Zixiao Palace, a group of powerful beings greeted Hongjun in unison.
"The sage is selfless and imparts his teachings to us. Such a righteous act has never happened since the beginning of time. Although I am not qualified to serve the sage as my teacher, I wish to serve the sage as the ancestor of the Dao and ask the ancestor of the Dao to grant my request."
"I imagine that all of you fellow cultivators, and all living beings in the primordial world, share this view," Styx said loudly after everyone had paid their respects.
Anyway, Hongjun will become the Dao Ancestor sooner or later, and that can't be stopped. Since it can't be stopped, we might as well just let nature take its course.
Say a few nice words and flatter Hongjun with the titles he will eventually receive; it's a waste not to do such a thing.
Even if his fortune is ultimately harvested, it's not just his fortune that's being harvested; the sage's teachings aren't just being listened to by him alone.
Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Clouds: ...
You talk too much, don't you!
What kind of status and mindset does a saint have? How could he be moved by your flattery?
Hongjun thought so too. Why would a sage like him need the Styx River to wave its flag and shout slogans here?
"You are a descendant of Pangu?" Hongjun's holy eyes looked at the Styx River: "You have guarded the Blood Sea for many years, watching over countless wronged souls. You have worked hard."
Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Clouds: ? ? ?
Yuanshi: "I have always respected my teachers and valued the Way above all else, so how come I was outmaneuvered by the Styx today?"
For some reason, Dijiang and Laozi felt uneasy, but they did not know where it came from.
"The sage labors with his mind, and we labor with our strength, all for the prosperity of the primordial world. Compared with the sage's painstaking efforts, this little hardship is nothing. Although I am of meager virtue, I am willing to devote my life to inheriting the great love of the Dao Ancestor." Styx looked at Hongjun and continued to speak loudly.
"With such a heart and the power of creation, you have already grasped some of the true meaning of the great compassion of Fellow Daoist Pangu who sacrificed himself to create the world."
"Good." Hongjun said.
The sage spoke of the laws of heaven, and immediately, a certain change occurred in the primordial world.
The Three Pure Ones all changed their expressions. Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, Houtu, and Zhujiuyin also frowned. The Witch Clan had no primordial spirit and could not sense what had happened. They only felt that something bad had occurred.
However, the Three Pure Ones, who possess primordial spirits, could sense it clearly!
A portion of their destiny flowed into the River Styx!
Although it was only a tiny fraction, it really happened, which should have been impossible!
As beings of great supernatural power, they especially understand the importance of luck and the significance of the title "the true lineage of Pangu"!
Moreover, the current fortunes of the Three Pure Ones are connected as one, suppressed by the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda in Laozi's hand, as stable as Mount Buzhou. Furthermore, the three of them possess the merits of creating the world and enjoy the fortunes of Pangu. How could their fortunes possibly be lost!?
After a quick calculation, the three of them instantly understood the problem.
The Way of Heaven has acknowledged that the Styx River is a descendant of Pangu!
Since the Heavenly Dao has already acknowledged it, the Styx River is naturally qualified to enjoy a portion of the fortune of Pangu's descendants.
Although Styx's share on the table of Pangu's descendants is negligible compared to the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Three Pure Ones, now, there is indeed one more competitor!
That's impossible!
Laozi remained calm, Yuanshi Tianzun looked solemn, and the three Qing were all somewhat angry.
Even though Yuanshi Tianzun expounded on the Tao and Buddhism, and Laozi was detached from worldly desires, he still could not avoid emotional fluctuations.
The title of being the true descendant of Pangu, or rather, the fortune of being a descendant of Pangu, is extremely important to them!
Before this, their only competitors for Pangu's fortune were the Twelve Ancestral Witches. However, it was clear to everyone that the Witch Clan lacked a primordial spirit and could hardly comprehend the Dao. In recent years, the Witch Clan's fortune had been steadily rising, but as the merits of the Witch Clan's creation of the world were depleted, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' share of Pangu's fortune was becoming increasingly smaller.
The River Styx? Descendants of Pangu?
What kind of place is the Netherworld Blood Sea?
To put it bluntly, it's a primitive version of a mass grave plus a garbage dump.
Can the Styx also come up and share in Pangu's fortune?
If the Styx River can be considered a descendant of Pangu, then what about Dijun, Taiyi, and the Taiyin Star God on the Taiyin Star?
After all, the Sun and Moon were formed from Pangu's eyes, so in a sense, they are much closer to the River Styx and the Netherworld Blood Sea!
If this continues, will it ever end?