Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 146: Talking about Xuanmen
Guang Chengzi immediately bowed to Yang Mei and said, "Guang Chengzi greets Senior Yang Mei. Senior, your coming to Kunlun in person today is truly an honor to Kunlun. Please wait for a moment. I will report to Master immediately!"

However, Yang Mei waved her hand, holding Guang Chengzi, who was about to fly, back to where he was, and said, "You don't have to tell others that I'm here. I'm not here to participate in any Xuanmen Conference today. I'm just here to fulfill my previous promise and deliver the Zhoutian Xingchen Fruit Tree."

After saying that, Yang Mei casually threw out a divine light, and within the light was an extremely huge divine tree. The tree was 36,500 feet high, with complicated branches, but without a single leaf.

I saw countless starlight, as rich as water, wandering among the branches, dazzling, with bright clouds and rainbows, and colorful lights dancing, illuminating the sky. It was the most gorgeous thing Guangchengzi had ever seen in his life.

And among these starlights, countless fruits are slowly floating, constantly absorbing the power of these starlights to nourish themselves.

It is strange to say, these fruits are absorbing and releasing infinite starlight power all the time, but this starlight is not weak at all, and is even getting thicker, which seems extremely strange.

As soon as Guangchengzi took over the tree, he felt an enormous pressure on his body and he almost couldn't breathe. Fortunately, he used his magic power in time, otherwise he would have made a big fool of himself.

But even with his current magical powers, he felt exhausted after a while, and even had a dry mouth. It was obvious that the tree was too heavy and he couldn't hold it for long.

Yang Mei also noticed this scene. With a flick of his finger, a space wave suddenly lingered around the big tree, not only shrinking it to only three feet in size, but also making it no heavier than a speck of dust. Only then did Guangchengzi feel a little more comfortable.

"This is the Zhoutian Xingchen Fruit Tree. I originally wanted to turn it into a sacred statue, so that there would be one more great god in the prehistoric world and there would be fewer disputes."

Yang Mei looked at the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree and said with emotion, "It's a pity that this Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree is naturally able to absorb the power of countless stars. Even in the chaos, it is impossible to stop the fruit tree from absorbing.

But this is both success and failure. The power of the Zhoutian Stars is too complex, and the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree can only release it through instinct.

In the end, there were too many impurities, and it was impossible for me to have spiritual intelligence in my lifetime. I gave it to you today, and I hope you will not let down its reputation. "

After saying this, Yang Mei's figure gradually disappeared like a phantom, leaving only a black and white gemstone and the last sentence.

"This is your appearance in the past. I originally recorded it just for fun, but I never thought it would become my last thought. Now it has been returned to its original owner, and I am leaving too."

Looking at the black and white gem in front of him, Guangchengzi was silent for a moment, but still stepped forward and picked it up.

Before he could study it carefully, the gem spontaneously turned into nothingness, and only a ray of yin and yang true meaning merged into his body.

call!
As this true meaning merged, Guangchengzi only felt that countless yin and yang wonders flashed before his eyes. Among them, there was a Taoist whose face was 90% similar to his, with only minor differences, and he was constantly using various magical powers.

The black and white divine light that he had used before was just the most common one in this Taoist's hands, and there were many other magical powers that could rival the Yin-Yang Rotating Mysterious Light.

Guangchengzi felt complicated, and naturally knew that this was the former Yin-Yang Patriarch. Opposite the Yin-Yang Patriarch was an old Taoist with a lazy face, who was none other than the Immortal Yangmei.

Facing the Yin-Yang Patriarch's repeated attacks, the Great Immortal Yangmei did not use any magical powers or secret techniques, but just kept waving his sleeves.

But just this simple wave revealed all the secrets of space in the world. No matter how hard the Yin-Yang Patriarch tried, in the end he could only helplessly watch his magical powers being taken away by the Immortal Yangmei.

Then the Yin-Yang Patriarch moved his lips, as if he was saying something, and the Great Immortal Yangmei also spoke lazily, but Guangchengzi heard nothing.

Just when he was trying to make a careful distinction, the Yin-Yang Patriarch suddenly turned around and looked at him, smiled slightly, nodded, and then continued to say something to the Immortal Yangmei.

Guangchengzi was shocked, thinking that the Yin-Yang Patriarch wanted to be reborn through his body. After all, having cultivated to this level, he could be said to be omnipotent. Even if Luohou personally killed him, there was no guarantee that the Yin-Yang Patriarch might have left behind some handles.

But then he remembered that they were now on Kunlun Mountain, where six saints of destiny had gathered, and countless great gods from the ancient times had gathered together. In front of such a lineup, even if all the great gods in the past battle between Taoism and Demons were present, it would not be enough.

Unless the current Hongjun Daozu and Yangmei Daxian take action personally, no one can do anything to Kunlun Mountain now.

"They should be some tricks to foresee the future. After all, these great gods have great powers, so it is impossible for them not to know that there will be accidents on their trip, so they also left some tricks behind. These tricks are also spiritual and can communicate autonomously."

Guangchengzi thought about it again and again, and finally he could only suppress all these things in his heart and turn to look at Qingyun in his own spiritual place.

After so many years of cultivation, the Yin-Yang Celebration Cloud is no longer the same as before. The infinite Yin-Yang energy within the Celebration Cloud has long turned into an ocean, continuously transforming into various types of clouds, while nourishing the various spiritual treasures within it.

The four flags suppressed the five directions of Qingyun, and only the eastern flag had not yet arrived. It was also drawing the essence of the five directions of heaven and earth, and constantly transforming it into yin and yang. The wordless heavenly book and the Yuxu treasure box floated on the sea of ​​yin and yang, drifting with the waves. The three-light gourd was not on him because it was lent to the ancestor of the Styx.

And in the center of this auspicious cloud, there are three lotus flowers of different shapes blooming, which are the three flowers of heaven, earth and man.

Among them, the twin flowers of heaven and earth have already blossomed into twelve pieces, with a total of 108 petals, representing that Guangchengzi's understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao and the prehistoric world has reached its peak, and he has reached the point where he can make no further progress in the Daluo realm.

However, the human flower blooms most seldom, with only a pitiful nine-grade and eighty-one petals, which is still far from perfection. This is because Guangchengzi does not have a thorough understanding of himself, which makes it difficult for the human flower to bloom.

There are ways to make up for the smallpox on the ceiling and the ground, but the smallpox on the body can deceive others but not yourself.

Guangchengzi understood clearly that his understanding of himself was too shallow, which was why the human flower could not fully bloom. But this was also his problem. If he could figure this out, he would probably have broken through the level of self-knowledge and directly advanced to Hunyuan.

"What exactly is my self?" Guangchengzi couldn't help but ask himself.

Who am I? Who am I? What am I?
It's a pity that this question is too difficult. Even the great gods may not know it clearly. In the end, they could only sigh, stuff the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree into the celebration cloud, turn around and turn into golden light and enter the holy temple.

At this moment, the six saints with destiny gathered in the Holy Temple, and each of them sat on a high platform. As soon as Guangchengzi entered the temple, he immediately stood behind Yuanshi Tianzun. He looked at the many great gods in the audience with his eyes and nose, and did not dare to look at them any more.

His mission has been completed. Next, it depends on how these saints with destiny suppress these people. Everything has nothing to do with him. It is better to figure out the mystery of the Zhoutian Star Fruit Tree.

Yuanshi Tianzun seemed to be aware of the arrival of Immortal Yangmei, but the most urgent task was not to take care of this immortal, but to establish the Xuanmen.

There are quite a few people in the Holy Temples. Apart from the six saints of destiny and their disciples, the only ones who are qualified to be in this temple are the saints in the Twelve Heavens of Hunyuan.

Di Jun was wearing a Taoist robe that all spirits were worshipping and a Nine Yang Emperor Divine Crown on his head. Although he had an extraordinary aura, judging from the fact that he was wearing a Taoist robe instead of an imperial robe, his identity on this trip was not the Emperor of Heaven or the Demon King, but just an ordinary cultivator.

Di Jun was like this, and Taiyi and the others were naturally the same, all wearing Taoist robes instead of imperial robes. Even the things embroidered on the robes were things related to their bodies, without any sign of power.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches were rare in transforming into innate Taoist bodies, wearing long robes or short clothes. Although it seemed a bit out of place, it also showed the importance they attached to this trip.

In addition to the forces of heaven and earth, there are also two immortal leaders with special identities such as the King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West, the ancestors of the nine major lineages, and some powerful independent cultivators.

Seeing that many great gods had already arrived, Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting on the high platform, said calmly: "The Xuanmen opening ceremony begins."

Boom boom boom!
As Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, the boundless luck that had long been gathered here began to tremble continuously, and finally transformed into countless auspicious signs that spread out, such as fairies scattering flowers, strong men dancing, flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses surging from the ground, purple air coming, fairy lotuses blooming, and so on, almost endlessly and continuously.

Afterwards, these auras surged out of Kunlun, gradually spreading throughout the East and even affecting the West. Countless living beings cheered and began to breathe in these celestial flowers or golden lotuses. Their cultivation levels increased instantly, becoming countless times more powerful than Emperor Liujiang.

But this was just the cheers of all living beings. Above Kunlun there was total silence, and no great god was willing to speak first.

The one who speaks first may not necessarily gain benefits, but he will definitely become the target of public criticism, and naturally no one will want to speak.

After all, the affairs of Xuanmen have been approved by the six saints with the mandate of heaven, and countless great gods have agreed. Even the old antiques from the previous catastrophe have squeezed in. The interests involved are so great that it is enough to make anyone shut up in silence.

Even the leaders of the Heavenly Court and the Witch Clan are the same.

It’s just that these people can remain silent, but the Saints of Destiny cannot. However, they will not speak personally, but let their disciples come forward.

As the leader of all the disciples present, Guangchengzi was naturally the first to bear the brunt. He just took a step to the side and did not cross Yuanshi Tianzun, but only allowed himself to appear in front of the gods.

Following his action, the gazes of all the gods suddenly gathered towards him. Almost every gaze represented a Hunyuan God. Now, there were no less than a thousand gazes coming. The pressure was so great that it would overwhelm any god below the seventh level of Hunyuan.

But Guangchengzi remained fearless in the face of danger. Instead, he performed a Taoist ceremony very solemnly, neither humble nor arrogant, with reasons and evidence, fully displaying the demeanor of Kunlun. This made some great gods nod their heads slightly, thinking that Yuanshi Tianzun's followers were excellent.

(End of this chapter)