The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

What Hongjun was about to say was the way to become a sage, which was extremely profound and difficult to understand. Everyone in Zixiao Palace frowned, except for a few people, namely the six people in front.

The group smiled occasionally, then fell into deep thought. While their understanding wasn't as difficult as others, all six gained something. Even Lao Tzu, usually so composed, wore a smile, though how much he truly grasped remained unknown.

As Mosquito Daoist had guessed, Hongjun's main topic this time was the path to sainthood through the Three Corpses. He also discerned that the higher the grade of the spiritual treasures required for the unification of the Three Corpses, the greater the chance of achieving sainthood; ideally, a complete set of top-grade innate spiritual treasures would be best.

Besides, although the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos was also mentioned, he still seemed puzzled. Whether it was because Hongjun himself was not a Primordial Golden Immortal and thus had limited knowledge, or for some other reason, he truly gained little this time. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, likely due to his insufficient cultivation level.

After Hongjun finished speaking, he waited for everyone to come to their senses before saying, "The Great Dao is fifty, and the Heavenly Dao is forty-nine. Under the Heavenly Dao, sages should also emerge in response to the times. When I, Hongjun, obtained the Jade Tablet of Creation and became a sage, I should follow the Heavenly Dao and enlighten the primordial world. At this time, my three sermons have been completed. However, the Heavenly Dao is incomplete. I must merge with the Heavenly Dao with my own body to make it complete. From now on, Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun."

Although Hongjun had mentioned this matter during his last sermon, everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing it again. However, most still advised, "Please reconsider, Master."

Hongjun disregarded what others might think and continued, "After I merged with the Heavenly Dao, I could not leave until the time was right. However, I felt that at the beginning of the world, there was a need for sages to educate the primordial world, and there should be six sages under my command."

Six sacred seats? Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall reacted. Weren't there six seats in front? Everyone immediately started discussing, looking at the six people in front with envious eyes. However, even more people looked at Di Jun, Mosquito Daoist, Hong Yun, and Kunpeng with strange eyes.

Although it was a bit of a pity, after the initial reaction, aside from a few people who were still lamenting their misfortune, most were gloating. Of the four, only Hongyun and Wendaoren voluntarily gave up their seats; Dijun and Kunpeng's seats were both taken away.

The most frustrated of them all was Hongyun, because he was the one who started this whole thing. No matter how magnanimous he was, he couldn't help but feel regretful when he saw the holy position slip through his fingers.

Mosquito Taoist closed his eyes to rest when he heard others talking, ignoring everyone's stares. However, Di Jun glared at Nuwa with resentment, and Kunpeng also had a gloomy expression.

If we were to say who Kunpeng hates most at this moment, it wouldn't be just one person. There's Hongyun, Beiming, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Nuwa, Fuxi, Jieyin, and Zhunti. He probably never imagined that so many people had offended him.

Unlike most people, the Three Pure Ones wore smiles, with the Primal One feeling the most relaxed, thinking that he might have a chance to outmaneuver the Mosquito Taoist in the future.

Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti were also delighted, but they knew they had incurred karmic debts to everyone. However, when it came to karma, the interference of the Mosquito Daoist had changed things from their previous lives; the karmic entanglements were now completely complicated.

Nuwa owes the most, while others owe Mosquito Taoist, Emperor Jun, and Kunpeng.

There are also debts owed by Zhunti to Hongyun. Hongyun owes Kunpeng. Jieyin owes Kunpeng. Dijun owes Kunpeng, and Wen Daoren owes them. Wen Daoren owes Kunpeng.

As the Zixiao Palace gradually quieted down, although everyone had their own guesses, some who were still unwilling to accept this situation asked, "May I ask, teacher, who is worthy of these six holy positions?"

"Pangu created the world and made great contributions to the primordial world. The Three Pure Ones are the transformations of Pangu's primordial spirit. They can become my disciples and enjoy the honor of three of them. When the opportunity comes, they can become saints." As he spoke, Hongjun waved his hand, and a ball of purple energy appeared in his hand.

Three of them drifted towards Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian. After finishing, he said, "This is the Primordial Purple Qi, formed from the purest Qi between heaven and earth, which can help in comprehending the Great Dao."

Seeing the purple energy enter their bodies, the three Pure Ones all bowed down, saying, "Thank you for your grace, Master."

Mosquito Taoist didn't expect that even though Nuwa was already sitting on the third futon, Hongjun still wouldn't follow the proper order. He was truly willful.

Nuwa naturally shared similar thoughts with Mosquito Daoist. Although she felt fortunate to have this opportunity, Hongjun bypassed her and directly gave the Primordial Purple Qi to Tongtian, which made her slightly unhappy, but she dared not show it.

After the Three Pure Ones rose, another stream of primordial purple energy flew into Nuwa's body. Hongjun then said, "Nuwa can become my closed-door disciple. In the future, if you have a great merit to perform, you can also become a saint."

Upon hearing this, everyone realized that Nuwa could only achieve sainthood through merit from now on, and was no longer destined to attain the Three Corpses. Nuwa was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood. She disliked fighting, and although achieving sainthood through merit meant she was the weakest among those of the same level, she wasn't too disappointed.

However, Jieyin and Zhunti, upon hearing this, did not think the same way as the others. The two had already realized that Nuwa was already her closed-door disciple, so wouldn't they be excluded from this opportunity? Furthermore, Hongjun, just as they had thought, had already kept silent.

Upon seeing this, Jieyin immediately cried out, "Master, my fellow disciple and I are both devoted to seeking the Dao, and we hope you can grant our wish."

Upon hearing his senior brother's words, Zhunti and the other two immediately began to pour out their grievances, one after another, with tears streaming down their faces. It was truly heartbreaking to hear and one would cry to listen.

Seeing the two acting like this, Mosquito Taoist immediately curled his lip. These two were truly shameless, unaware that Hongjun had already begun to trick them.

As expected, Hongjun looked at the two of them, and two purple wisps floated towards them. He said, "Very well, it was I who gathered a few fellow Daoists to fight against Rahu in the West, which is why it is so barren now. I will accept you two as my disciples."

After speaking, he looked at the last strand of Primordial Purple Qi in his hand, seemingly pondering how to deal with it.

Seeing this, many people immediately abandoned all pretense of decency. They all followed the example of Jieyin and Zhunti, pouring out their grievances, some even weeping more bitterly than the two Western monks. At the same time, they thought to themselves: 'Although the six sages have already been distributed, and we cannot be accepted as disciples by the Dao Ancestor, there is still one ray of Primordial Purple Qi. If we don't strive for it now, there will truly be no hope.'

Upon seeing this, Hongjun sighed slightly. "Very well, let the one with the right fate obtain the last one."

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a beam of purple light into the hall. Everyone tried to capture it using their supernatural powers, but none succeeded. Mosquito Daoist was extremely anxious. He had secretly tried using his own supernatural powers, but no matter how much he channeled his magic, it was useless. Finally, he could only close his eyes in frustration, preferring to ignore it.

Finally, after lingering within the hall for a while, the primordial purple energy entered the body of a person dressed in red robes. This person was Hongyun.