The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

As strange phenomena appeared in the sky, Hongjun's voice also spread throughout the entire prehistoric world.

"Lying high above the nine heavens, I sit on my futon and attain the true Dao; beyond the mysteries of heaven and earth, I shall be the supreme master of the sect. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, from which the two polarities and four symbols follow; the leader of the Xuanmen, from the primordial energy, I transformed into Hongjun. I am Hongjun, and now I have attained sainthood and founded the Daoist sect. Three thousand years from now, I will preach the Great Dao in the Chaos Purple Cloud Palace; those with affinity may come."

"Three thousand years? By then, my body refinement cultivation should have advanced by now, right?" Mosquito Daoist stopped thinking about it and began to absorb essence blood to cleanse his body.

Kunlun Mountains.

The Three Pure Ones remained seated in their cave, and auspicious omens descended upon Hongjun's ascension to sainthood. Such a momentous event was naturally known to them.

However, all three looked grim. They considered themselves the true descendants of Pangu, yet someone had achieved sainthood before them, which filled the Three Pure Ones with both envy and jealousy. Finally, the Primordial Celestial Venerable asked Laozi, who was sitting at the head of the table, "Elder brother, shall we, the Three Pure Ones, attend Hongjun's sermon?" Tongtian also looked at Laozi with a questioning gaze.

After a long while, Lao Tzu opened his eyes and said calmly, "Learning has no order of precedence; the one who attains enlightenment is the teacher. Go! Listening to the sage preach will also benefit the three of us."

In the vast and boundless world, at the far north of the North Sea.

This place is surrounded by water on all sides, with no end in sight, and the water is deep and dark.

In the Northern Ocean there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so large that no one knows how many thousands of miles it spans; it transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back is so vast that no one knows how many thousands of miles it spans. When it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

Deep beneath the water, there floated a palace. This grand hall was entirely black, almost invisible to the naked eye, seemingly blending seamlessly into the surrounding seawater. A figure stood in the center of the hall. This person had a somber face, eagle-like eyes, and a sharp beak. He was Kunpeng.

Hearing Hongjun preach three thousand years later was undoubtedly good news for all the great beings of the primordial world. However, Kunpeng's first consideration was whether there was any danger before deciding whether to go, demonstrating his caution.

Half a day later, he flapped his wings and flew away, disappearing from the main hall.

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Besides, powerful beings such as Jieyin, Zhunti, Nuwa, Fuxi, Dijun, and Donghuang Taiyi all left the Daoist temple. Also, the Western Wuzhuang Temple, the Daoist temple of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of later earth immortals, was also there; he and his friend Hongyun headed towards Zixiao Palace.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were all busy building the Witch Clan and had no time for it; even if they had the time, they probably wouldn't have gone. The Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't cultivate their primordial spirit, only their physical bodies, and they had no interest in the Great Dao taught by Hongjun.

However, not all twelve were uninterested; there was one exception: Houtu. She secretly went to Zixiao Palace without the other Ancestral Witches' knowledge.

The Netherworld Blood Sea, the Free and Unfettered Island.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. Inside the cave of the Mosquito Taoist, he frowned deeply. During these ten years, he had always felt powerless in his cultivation, as if something was about to leave him, but he couldn't remember what it was.

He opened his eyes, took out the communication talisman, and immediately put it away. He went outside the cave and saw Styx looking anxious.

Upon seeing this, Mosquito Daoist slapped his forehead, finally understanding why he had been so uneasy. It was just Hongjun lecturing, wasn't it? Having stayed in the prehistoric world for so long, he had assumed that no matter how far the place, it wouldn't take much time, leading him to mistakenly believe that they would reach Zixiao Palace in just a few days. Little did he know that Hongjun would not allow everyone to arrive so easily.

The Purple Cloud Palace is built in the chaotic, turbulent void. To reach the Purple Cloud Palace, one must first traverse the chaotic, turbulent space. Along the way, one will encounter dangers such as spatial rifts, spatial wind blades, and spatial vortexes. Moreover, these spatial killers can move at any time, and one could perish if one is not careful.

The location of Zixiao Palace is not clearly defined; it can only be found over time, and only those with true affinity can go there.

"Brother, if you don't come out of seclusion soon, I'm going to go there myself. You should know that Zixiao Palace is not so easy to find. We need to set off ahead of time." Seeing Mosquito Daoist come out, Styx eagerly stepped forward and said.

To this, Mosquito Taoist could only offer a wry smile and say, "Let's go."

After saying this, the two disappeared into the sea of ​​blood and flew away on clouds into the chaotic void.

A few days later, the two arrived at the edge of the Chaos Realm. There stood countless cultivators, numbering over a hundred thousand, with a continuous stream of people heading towards them. Mosquito Daoist looked closely and saw that the lowest level among them was Taiyi Golden Immortal. He hadn't expected there to be so many powerful beings in the Primordial World with such cultivation levels.

Some of these people hesitated, while many others gritted their teeth and plunged headlong into it. It's understandable; cultivating immortality is inherently defying the heavens, and if one doesn't seize opportunities, one cannot reach their current level of cultivation.

Just as he was about to step into the Chaos with Styx, he suddenly stopped. He thought that since Rahu was also trapped in the Chaos, and Hongjun was lecturing, this one would definitely come to cause trouble. Looking at all these cultivators, only three thousand would be able to reach Zixiao Palace; the rest would probably become members of the Demon Clan.

He sighed to his surroundings and raised his voice, shouting: "Which school is the best for cultivating immortality? Seek Hongjun in the Chaos Purple Heaven. The Demon Lord obstructs and hinders, and with death and the annihilation of the Dao, all is in vain."

After saying this, he laughed heartily and disappeared into the chaos along with the Styx River. Mosquito Daoist was quite happy to do things that annoyed Rahu. If he hadn't destroyed the 'Ten Thousand Demons Formation' back then, the Demon Lord wouldn't have lost so easily, and he would definitely have been blacklisted by Rahu.

Those still standing on the edge of chaos were completely baffled by these words. Many others, however, frowned and eventually left.

Upon entering the Chaos, Styx summoned the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus to protect himself, while Mosquito Daoist released the Twelfth Grade Purifying World White Lotus and had the Qiankun Cauldron suspended above their heads. The surrounding chaotic killing energy was blocked by the three treasures.

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Two thousand years later, Mosquito Daoist and Styx arrived in front of an ancient and simple hall. They saw the words "Zixiao Palace" written on it, and a male and female Daoist boy and girl stood in front of the door, presumably Haotian and Yaochi.

Haotian and his companion are both at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, but since they are Hongjun's attendants, they can only greet guests on Hongjun's behalf. Upon seeing someone arrive, they immediately stepped forward, cupping their hands in a respectful bow.

"You two are the first to arrive. The teacher's sermon is not yet scheduled, so please wait a moment."

"Thank you both." Mosquito Taoist nodded, and then sat cross-legged with Styx in front of the door.

Mosquito Taoist hadn't expected that he and his companion would be the first to arrive, having faced numerous dangers to reach this place. At first, the two searched blindly, but later, using the 'True Explanation of Xuanwu' given to him by Xuanling, he was able to deduce a rough, vague location, which guided him to this place.

They even encountered Rahu's divine sense corruption along the way, but the two were protected by a supreme treasure and remained safe. Unexpectedly, two thousand years had passed since they arrived; it seems that Hongjun's three thousand years of time allotted was not without reason.

He just couldn't understand why Hongjun, who knew that even he himself had guessed that Luo Hou would come to sabotage, didn't step in to stop him.

Could it be that those who were harmed by Rahu will not incur karmic consequences? After all, these people suffered because they listened to Hongjun's sermons.