The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

Seeing Kunpeng walk away, Jieyin sat down without any hesitation and exchanged a smile with Zhunti.

Mosquito Taoist also saw Kunpeng being robbed, but he didn't notice the look in Hongyun's eyes as he left. He knew Kunpeng would hate Hongyun, but he didn't expect that he would also be on Hongyun's blacklist.

In Mosquito Daoist's opinion, the root of all this was Hongyun. If Hongyun hadn't given up his position, he wouldn't have minded sitting there and would have liked to see what Hongjun would do. But since Hongyun had already given it to Zhunti, he wouldn't stay in that position either. He could also take down Dijun and Nuwa and reap the consequences of their actions.

To outsiders, he is a demon, but Mosquito Taoist never considers himself a demon, perhaps because he has memories of a past life. Deep down, he still aspires to be like humans.

Although Hongyun was a kind-hearted person, even if Hongjun didn't kill him, he would eventually perish. Kind-hearted people are prone to meddling in others' affairs, but this also creates karmic debts with many people, which are difficult to repay later. Just like this time, although he gave up his seat to Zhunti and was not burdened with karma, he still created karmic debts with many people.

On the other side, Di Jun still had a gloomy expression as he looked at the arguing Donghuang Taiyi and Fuxi, and finally looked at Mosquito Daoist.

"Fellow Daoist Beiming, what do you think of this matter?"

Upon hearing Di Jun speak, everyone in the hall looked at Mosquito Daoist, intending to see how he would judge the matter.

"Clang!...Clang! Clang!"

Just as Mosquito Taoist was about to speak, he heard the bell ring loudly. After nine rings, Hongjun appeared silently on the stage.

This startled the Mosquito Taoist. The Sage was indeed incredibly powerful; he hadn't noticed anything amiss. No wonder people say that all those below the Sage are mere ants.

Hongjun sat on the high platform, surveyed the crowd, and finally settled on Mosquito Daoist, who was well aware of what had happened in the hall earlier. Without further thought, he said, "After I become a saint, I will preach three times, each time for three thousand years. From now on, you will all sit here in this position and may not change your seats."

Upon hearing this, the crowd below wore expressions of distress. Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti all breathed a slight sigh of relief. They were genuinely afraid that Hongjun would blame them for taking their seats.

Hongjun was about to begin speaking when he frowned slightly. Then, with a wave of his hand, the Zixiao Palace formation activated, preventing outsiders from exploring further. He said, "My teachings are not to be passed on to the unworthy."

Just as everyone was puzzled and Mosquito Daoist was surprised, Hongjun began to preach.

"Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. All things bear yin and hold yang, and the energy is in harmony."

“There is something undifferentiated and complete, which existed before Heaven and Earth. Silent and still, it stands alone and unchanging, ever-present and inexhaustible. It can be regarded as the mother of all things. I do not know its name, so I call it the Way. I give it the name Great. Great means flowing, flowing means far-reaching, far-reaching means returning. Therefore, the Way is great, Heaven is great, Earth is great, and Man is also great.”

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. Nameless, it is the origin of Heaven and Earth. Named, it is the mother of all things. Therefore, always without desire, one can observe its mystery. Always with desire, one can observe its manifestations. These two are the same, but they are named differently. They are both called profound. Profound and yet more profound, the gateway to all mysteries."

"The way of Heaven is like the drawing of a bow. It lowers what is high and raises what is low. It diminishes what is excessive and supplements what is insufficient. The way of Heaven diminishes what is excessive and supplements what is insufficient. The way of man diminishes what is insufficient to serve what is excessive. Who can have enough to serve the world? Only the one who follows the Way."

............

As Hongjun preached, extraordinary phenomena occurred one after another. Colorful light emanated from his mouth, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, flowers rained down from the sky, divine light shone everywhere, and countless spiritual energies transformed into rare and exotic beasts, roaring within the Zixiao Palace and evolving the profound truths of the Great Dao in the hearts of the people.

These profound truths were sometimes concise and to the point, and sometimes obscure and difficult to understand. The three thousand guests in the hall listened with rapt attention, gaining profound insights. At times they frowned deeply, and at other times they felt relaxed and at ease. Many of the great principles of the universe were absorbed by the group, and each person's understanding of the Dao was significantly enhanced.

What Hongjun spoke of this time was the path of cultivation before becoming a Quasi-Saint. Everyone is at this level, but how could their understanding of the Great Dao be the same as that of a Saint? It is likely that after returning and studying it, it will be of great help to their future cultivation.

Furthermore, although the method of severing the three corpses was not discussed, the three thousand laws and eight hundred unorthodox methods were mentioned. However, he himself did not fully understand many of the laws, but it is true that one law can lead to all laws. Some of his superficial understandings were also enlightening.

Not no one broke through during this period; Mosquito Daoist was one of them. There were also six people sitting on the futons, which made him quite emotional; those who could achieve sainthood were indeed extraordinary. Besides them, he recognized three others: Donghuang Taiyi, Dijun, and Houtu. Even though the Wu tribe didn't cultivate their primordial spirit, he could still recognize them at a glance.

Mosquito Daoist had grasped more than 50% of the spatial and devouring laws, but only a tiny fraction of the power law. Nevertheless, he had advanced from the mid-stage Quasi-Saint to the late-stage Quasi-Saint. The aura emanating from everyone's breakthroughs was directly suppressed by the aura of the Great Dao spoken by Hongjun.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed.

The strange phenomena in Zixiao Palace dissipated, and Hongjun's sermon ceased, leaving the crowd with expressions of reluctance. They looked towards the platform, their eyes filled with confusion, as if to say, "Why did you stop? Please continue!"

"Three thousand years have passed. This sermon is now over. Next time, I will speak about severing the three corpses and achieving the quasi-saint path. You will all come again in three thousand years." After saying this, Hongjun ignored everyone and disappeared from the hall.

Watching Hongjun disappear, Mosquito Daoist sensed the surroundings but found no trace of him. After a slight sigh, he joined the Styx River and left Zixiao Palace with the others.

"Brother, why did you give up your seat to Dijun? And then Nuwa took it, and you didn't even ask for an explanation?" Outside the main hall, Styx frowned, looking utterly bewildered. He found many of the things Mosquito Daoist did perplexing. What was originally a simple matter, he insisted on making so complicated.

In his view, the Mosquito Taoist in Zixiao Palace deliberately gave it to Nuwa; otherwise, he could have simply sent a telepathic message to Dijun instead of speaking it aloud. But why did he ask him to intercept her beforehand?

Upon hearing Styx's question, Mosquito Daoist turned to look at Zixiao Palace and said, "We'll discuss this further when we get back. Let's first take a stroll around Buzhou Mountain; I have a feeling that a treasure will be born there."

He vividly remembered that after Hongjun's first sermon, a seven-colored gourd appeared on Buzhou Mountain. Afterward, he took out a communication talisman and sent a message.

............

In the primordial east, on an unnamed island. This island is surrounded by water on all sides, and has no exotic flowers or rare sights. It could be said that there are hundreds of millions of such islands in the primordial world.

At this time, dark clouds surrounded the island, but they all dissipated after half a day.

In the center of the island lies a cave, inside which sits a monkey with its eyes closed, its aura rising steadily as if it might explode at any moment. Beside it sits another monkey, its face beaming with joy as it watches the monkey that has just survived its transformation tribulation and is now consolidating its cultivation.

Half a day later, the ape's aura gradually subsided, and it opened its eyes, letting out a slight sigh. "Finally, I've reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm."

After saying this, he smiled slightly at the monkey beside him. He was none other than the Six-Eared Macaque, 'Lu Er'.