The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

Before the people in Lingxiao Palace could react, the four had already left. But everyone had one question in their minds: 'What exactly happened in front of Zixiao Palace?'

Di Jun could only smile wryly. He hadn't been able to say a word from beginning to end, which made him quite helpless. He thought to himself, "Why don't you tell me what happened back then?"

He was also very curious about this. However, judging from his tone, it wasn't hard to guess that the people of the Blood Sea were not afraid of the Three Pure Ones.

At this moment, Di Jun felt an unprecedented thirst for power. If he had the same cultivation level as Bei Ming, why would he need to hold a spirit fruit banquet?

The White Crane Boy was stunned by what he said. He had completely lost face this time and could only leave in silence.

After leaving the Heavenly Court, Lu Er and the others flew towards the Sea of ​​Blood. On the way, Xuan Ling asked curiously, "Senior Brother, what happened between Master and the Three Pure Ones in front of Zixiao Palace that day? And why did Master make us all wear these spiritual treasures here?"

"Hehe... well... your master loves you the most, you should go ask him yourself."

Why reveal the Lingbao to everyone? Lu Er was only acting on his master's orders; how could he possibly know?

The matter of Zixiao Palace was told to him by the Styx River, but he was told not to spread it around. However, in his moment of pleasure, he almost revealed everything.

The Styx River of today is no longer the treacherous and cunning figure it was in later generations, often mingling with Lu Er. Mosquito Daoist had noticed this over the years, but guessed it might be due to his solitary life in the Blood Sea in his previous life, lacking friends, which led to his somewhat gloomy disposition. Since his arrival, while the Netherworld Blood Sea wasn't as lively, it had gained a little more vitality.

On the carefree island in the Blood Sea, Mosquito Taoist didn't stay long after delivering the array flags to the Witch Clan before returning to seclusion.

At this moment, he sat under the bitter bamboo, comprehending the power of the laws he had obtained from the Witch Clan.

A thousand years later, his spatial laws had risen from the fifth level to the peak of the fifth level. If he had been given more guidance, his cultivation might have immediately reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. Although Di Jiang's spatial laws had their unique aspects, their effect on him was far too small.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were overjoyed to receive the array flags crafted by Mosquito Taoist. They temporarily disregarded the Heavenly Court's plans, as there were too many demons in the prehistoric land, and they still needed to conquer and occupy territories, so they couldn't confront the Heavenly Court for the time being.

The most important thing right now is to practice the formation. However, this time the Ancestral Witches used the Pangu Palace to conceal their aura, which did not alarm the great powers of the prehistoric world.

Over the past millennium, after the Heavenly Court held its banquet, quite a few demons did join the Heavenly Court, although few possessed truly powerful cultivation. Nevertheless, it added at least tens of billions of demons to its ranks.

Emperor Jun was aware that the Heavenly Court was currently weaker than the Witch Clan, so he could only bide his time and develop slowly. For the next thousand years, the two forces coexisted peacefully.

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

"Clang!...Clang! Clang!"

Suddenly, nine bells rang out from the chaos, followed by Hongjun's voice that echoed throughout the prehistoric world.

"The three thousand years have passed. I will preach the Great Dao for the second time in Zixiao Palace. Those who are destined may come."

Upon hearing this sound, golden rays burst forth from all corners of the primordial world, rushing towards Zixiao Palace at top speed. However, there were also many who were not going for the first time.

Mosquito Taoist and Styx also emerged from seclusion immediately and flew towards Zixiao Palace.

Along the way, he passed the edge of chaos and saw quite a few people above the Taiyi Golden Immortal level wandering there. However, this time he didn't pay any attention to them. It was better if these people didn't go in; if they did enter the chaos, they probably wouldn't be able to find him and would even become members of the demon race. But the three thousand Zixiao guests had all been here before, so this time he knew the way well.

Upon arriving at Zixiao Palace, one finds a large number of cultivators already gathered there, with many more arriving from the Chaos Realm.

When the Three Pure Ones saw Mosquito Taoist, their expressions were not very pleasant. It was likely that the White Crane Boy had already reported the events in Heaven to them, and Mosquito Taoist had also heard about them from his disciples, but he hadn't taken them seriously.

Currently, the Three Pure Ones pose no threat to him, but things will be different once they attain sainthood. He is currently under considerable time pressure, feeling the pressure from others, as neither the Three Pure Ones nor the two Western beings are particularly friendly towards him.

Di Jun and Tai Yi greeted Mosquito Daoist. After all, they were all members of the demon race and didn't have much of a conflict. Moreover, Di Jun owed him a debt of karma.

Just as Mosquito Daoist was lost in thought, the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, and Haotian and Yaochi immediately stepped out, saying to the crowd, "Fellow Daoists, please come in."

Everyone then headed into the palace. This time, unlike before, Hongjun had already said that the positions would remain unchanged, so there was nothing to fight over this time.

After Mosquito Daoist sat down and the Purple Cloud Palace closed, he looked inside and saw that there were fewer than three thousand people left. It seemed that even reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal level wasn't safe in the prehistoric world; at least several dozen people were missing this time.

However, Mosquito Daoist estimated that after Hongjun's sermon this time, even fewer people would come for the third time. This is because Hongjun needs a treasure to entrust his three corpses, and with so many powerful beings, the primordial resources in the world are limited. At that time, there would likely be a frenzy of looting spiritual treasures.

In truth, Mosquito Daoist had never understood why Hongjun didn't stop this. It wasn't like he lacked spiritual treasures; by the end of the third sermon, there were still many innate spiritual treasures on the Treasure Distribution Rock. So why didn't he open them to everyone the second time, but instead waited until after the third sermon?

It seems that even if Hongjun was preparing to merge with the Dao, he was not a selfless person and must have some ulterior motive, but he just didn't know it.

Just as everyone sat down, Hongjun appeared on the stage again without a sound. But compared to when he first preached, Hongjun now seemed more aloof and less emotional.

"This is my second sermon, and I intend to expound on the method of severing the three corpses to achieve quasi-sainthood. You may ask any questions you may have now." Hongjun glanced around, seemingly unconcerned about the few missing people.

"Teacher, is the next step to becoming a saint after severing the three corpses? And what is the method to become a saint?" Laozi was the first to ask a question. They only knew that Hongjun said that severing the three corpses would lead to becoming a quasi-saint, but the path after that was unclear. Since he had already reached the level of a quasi-saint, he must have other methods to become a saint.

Upon hearing Laozi's question, everyone looked at Hongjun.

"There are three ways to become a saint in the Way of Hongjun. First, one proves the Dao with power, breaking through the shackles of the body with supreme power to achieve the Primordial Dao Fruit. Second, one becomes a Quasi-Saint by severing the Three Corpses, and then the Three Corpses can be united to become a Saint. Third, one becomes a Saint by accumulating merit, creating supreme merit to achieve the Saintly position."

"Teacher, which method is most suitable?" Yuanshi then asked.

"There are three thousand Great Paths, each leading to enlightenment, yet the paths to sainthood differ for each individual. Of the three methods under my tutelage, the one that proves enlightenment through force is the strongest in terms of strength, but the one that yields the least merit."

"How did you become a saint, teacher?" Nuwa, now seated on the third futon, asked this question.

"I have attained enlightenment by severing the Three Corpses. The Three Corpses are the three thoughts of 'good and evil' in the human body. Severing the Three Corpses requires a treasure to entrust to it, but the higher the level of the treasure, the stronger the Three Corpses will be. The chance of the Three Corpses merging into one in the future will also be greater."