A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

"Uncle Zhen Yuanzi, Uncle Hongyun."

"Little Xuanling is here." Both of them were very happy to see Xuanling.

"Well, the Father God and the Mother God have also invited twelve ancestral witches to come together to comb the western earth veins."

"Haha, that's great. The Twelve Ancestral Shamans were born with a mastery of the laws, especially Hou Tu, the Ancestral Shaman of Earth. With them joining in the process of sorting out the earth's veins, the West will soon be restored to its former state." Hong Yun greatly appreciated Xuan Ling's words, "Just do good deeds, don't worry about the future." The Dao requires struggle, but being able to do something for the lives of the prehistoric world is even better.

"That's right." The main group arrived. After a round of introductions, they split into new groups. The Three Pure Ones, with their koi, and the Eastern King and the Western Queen Mother, with their Xuanling and Hongyun, were primarily responsible for purifying the pervasive demonic and evil spirits. The Twelve Ancestral Witches and Zhen Yuanzi were in charge of sorting out the earth's veins. This division of labor sped up progress tenfold.

Now with the addition of the twelve ancestor witches, many creatures in the West, seeing that there are merits to be bestowed by combing the veins of the earth, especially the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn who need merits, all those who can still walk outside have come to the door, seeking various methods and taking action spontaneously.

Among them, some particularly unexpected people also appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, and Fellow Daoist Kunpeng." Ever since the first preaching and fighting for the throne in Zixiao Palace, Nuwa has helped Kunpeng. Kunpeng also knows that he is alone and powerless in the prehistoric world and will eventually be bullied, so he took the initiative to interact with Nuwa and Fuxi.

"Hello fellow Taoists. We have traveled here and seen that you have sorted out the veins of the earth. I have gained some insights. Would you like to go with us?" Fuxi did not beat around the bush.

"Of course it's possible. The West is also a primitive land. We are inheritors of Pangu's legacy and should bless all living beings." So, the three of them also joined the journey to fight for the fortune and merit of the West.

After the battle between Taoism and demons in the West, the land veins were completely destroyed and the demonic energy was everywhere. Jie Yin and Zhunti plundered the only remaining spiritual energy and treasures in the West, gathered the luck and their own bodies, making the already poor land veins in the West even worse.

Now, Xuan Ling and the others were urging everyone to purify the demonic energy by sifting through the western earth veins. With the blessings bestowed by heaven, and the spirits of all things, it was easy to discern who was sincere and who was false. The western luck gathered by Jie Yin Zhunti had already split in two and drifted towards them. Hong Yun, already seated on his cushion, had the merit of sifting through the western earth veins and had also gathered a portion of that luck. What would Daozu Hongjun do this time?

By the time the third sermon began, nearly half of the land veins in the western part of the ancient world had been sorted out.

"Thank you all for your help, fellow Taoists. I will come back from listening to the teachings and then go with you again."

"Haha, go ahead, it's just a small matter. Maybe by the time you come back, we'll have finished it." Di Jiang smiled and waved his hand. Just a little effort would earn you a huge amount of merit every day. Who would complain about having too much?

"Uncle Dijiang, your Wu Clan hasn't established a clan yet, right?" Xuan Ling suddenly thought. The demons controlled the heavens, and the witches controlled the earth. It seemed like it was time for Daozu to intervene. The Wu Clan hadn't even started training great and small witches yet, so they probably hadn't established a clan yet.

"Aren't we just the Wu clan? Why do we need to establish a clan?"

"Haha, the Qilin is still a Qilin, why do we still need to establish the Qilin clan?" Xuan Ling replied with a smile.

"Yes, we have to establish a clan. Or maybe you have a good brain, hehe." Zhu Rong slapped his thigh. No wonder everyone said this kid was amazing, hehe.

"The Wu Clan is still the Wu Clan, but the Wu Clan rules over the vast land and benefits all living things, so they should report this to the great god Pangu."

"Well, that makes sense." Di Jiang thought for a moment and then shouted loudly.

"The Great Dao is above, and Father Pangu is witnessing. I am Emperor Jiang, of the Pangu clan. I now establish a clan named Wu. Following the will of Father Pangu, together with the eleven ancestral witches, we will rule the vast land and benefit all living things. We will use the Pangu Temple to suppress the Wu clan's fortune. The Wu clan is established!"

"Accurate!" Familiar golden eyes, familiar words. With the merits of the Great Dao bestowed upon him, he hoped the Wu Clan would be able to escape this catastrophe unscathed.

All the inhabitants of the prehistoric world heard the oath and saw the response of the Great Dao. Hongjun of the Purple Cloud Palace frowned slightly. The Wu Clan had established itself too early, but it didn't matter a little bit anyway. The least valuable thing in the prehistoric world was time.

The third sermon at Zixiao Palace was a grand occasion. He established the leader of the male and female immortals, recruited disciples, and distributed treasures. The third sermon was about the Way of the Sage.

"This is my last sermon, the path of the sage." Flowers fell from the sky, and celestial maidens danced. In the intervals between sermons, the Three Pure Ones and Dong Wanggong had been combing the western earth veins, purifying the demonic energy. They hadn't yet mastered the method of slaying the Three Corpses, but now, during Hongjun's sermon, they were deeply impressed. They had actually attained the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Dao Fruit on the spot. This time, they would surely pursue the path of proving the Dao through strength. Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi also experienced some realization, but they also failed to pursue the path of slaying the Three Corpses. Achieving the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Dao Fruit would elevate their strength to a new level.

The King of the East and the Queen Mother of the West were originally Hunyuan Golden Immortals. After listening to their sermons, they should be at the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal level now. It can be said that only Hongjun present can surpass them in strength. Jinli and Xuanling have also broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal level.

Three thousand years passed and the sermon ended.

"After three sermons, do you have any questions?" Hongjun asked with the sound of Tao still lingering in his voice.

Taiqing, who was sitting on the first cushion, was the first to speak.

"Excuse me, Dao Ancestor, how can we become saints?"

"Under the destiny of Heaven, there are nine saints. In addition to the Heavenly Saint, there is also the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian fruit position. There are three ways to become a saint. The first is to prove the Dao with strength and achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian fruit position. The second is the method I have learned, which is to kill the three corpses. The three corpses are united into one to achieve the Dao fruit of the saint. The last method is to prove the Dao with merit and virtue, and with the foundation of sainthood, the Hongmeng purple energy, to achieve the Dao fruit position of the Heavenly Saint."

"Teacher, how can we obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi?" Jie Yin asked.

"After preaching the Dharma three times, I will be one with the Way of Heaven and will not reveal myself to the world. Therefore, I will pass down the Dao lineage and accept six disciples to teach and enlighten all living beings."

As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, the entire Zixiao Palace became noisy. The followers of the saints will surely achieve the status of saints!

"Taiqing, Yuqing, Shangqing, you three are the incarnations of Pangu's original spirit. I will accept you as my personal disciples. Come forward." Hongjun had thought of this long ago.

“We are grateful for the kindness of the Taoist Patriarch, but the three of us were busy combing the veins of the earth to purify the evil spirit, and never practiced the method of beheading the three corpses. Now we have entered the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, how can we pass on the Taoist lineage?” The Three Purities had long known that if they worshipped Hongjun as their teacher, their merits and fortune would be harvested, and they would eventually be trapped in Zixiao Palace. Without the Taoist lineage, it would be better for them not to be saints of the Heavenly Dao.

"Very well, but since you are saints of the Heavenly Dao, I will accept you as my registered disciples. I will grant you a wisp of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. I hope you will diligently cultivate and attain the Great Dao soon." Thus spoke Hongjun, and three strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi flew out. Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing all took out the Xiantian gourds they had received earlier and collected the Hongmeng Purple Qi inside.

"What a close call! The three masters were almost ambushed. Looking at the settings in countless prehistoric novels, no one would believe that this Hongmeng Purple Qi hadn't been tampered with!" The little koi was relieved when he saw that the three masters didn't directly accept the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

"Thank you, Daozu." The Three Pure Ones continued to address him, which made Hongjun somewhat dissatisfied. He didn't know why things hadn't gone according to plan since the start of the debate, but now it was no time to force them.

"Nuwa, come forward." Hongjun turned and called out Nuwa's name.

"You will have a great deed to perform in the future. You are blessed with great fortune and are my direct disciple. I grant you a wisp of primordial purple energy." Hongjun was afraid that Nuwa would refuse, so he didn't give her a chance to refuse. For some reason, Nuwa subconsciously took out her golden gourd and collected the primordial purple energy.

"Thank you, Daozu." He didn't change his words again! Hongjun didn't ask any more questions at this point. Nuwa had already killed a corpse. If she wanted to become a saint again, she would have to take the path of merit and virtue. She would have to use this Hongmeng purple energy sooner or later.

So there are still two spots for disciples left.

"Daozu, please have mercy on us. We two have come from the barren lands of the West. I hope you will accept us. Otherwise, how can we face the countless lives in the West?"

"It's so miserable! We two are suffering so much." The crying of Jie Yin and Zhunti came again.

"Oh, why are you in the West suffering? It's because you two don't think about giving back and only seek to take. After fellow Daoist Hongyun, fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, fellow Daoist Sanqing, fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, fellow Daoist Xiwangmu and others took the lead in sorting out the veins of the prehistoric land, it has only been a short time, and the veins of the West have been sorted out more than half, and most of the creatures have joined in. The restoration of the Western veins is just around the corner, but what have you two done for the Western veins? If you really want to recruit disciples for the creatures in the West, that is fellow Daoist Hongyun and others, it has nothing to do with you two!" Kunpeng had always resentful about the incident of Jie Yin and Zhunti snatching the cushion from him.

Now you still want to cry and ask the Taoist master to accept you as a disciple. What a wishful thinking!

"You Kunpeng, how dare you act so impertinently in front of the teacher!" Jie Yin and Zhunti secretly resented him, but they could not fight with Kunpeng at this moment.

After hearing what Kunpeng said, Hongjun looked at Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi, and then looked at Jieyin and Zhunti. The luck in the West was dispersed. Who did it? How could he use his sainthood to balance cause and effect?