Primordial Era: Even the Three Pure Ones have to obediently call me Second Uncle

The threshold for becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal is indeed much higher than that of becoming a Quasi-Saint who later severs his corpse.

But this path allows one to go further than the quasi-saint path created by Hongjun, which involves severing corpses.

Moreover, in terms of combat power, the Primordial Golden Immortal completely overwhelms the Corpse-Slaying Quasi-Saint.

However, the method of cultivating by severing the corpse has one advantage: it is simple to cultivate and allows for rapid progress.

Both have their own merits and drawbacks.

For those with strong foundations and abundant blessings, the best path is naturally to follow the path of the Primordial Golden Immortal.

However, for those beings with mediocre backgrounds and fortune, the path of becoming a Quasi-Saint through the Corpse Severance is also a good one.

At least their roads weren't temporarily blocked.

However, there is a prerequisite for becoming a Quasi-Saint who has severed his three corpses: the magical artifacts supporting the three corpses must be of the same origin.

Otherwise, your path will only reach the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm before it ends.

After saying this, Hong Yuan looked at the three of them, including Zu Long.

"With your good fortune, you won't be at the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal for long. Don't be impatient, don't be impatient!"

After saying this, Hong Yuan began to preach.

Hong Yuan stood high in the sky, his eyes deep and unfathomable, seemingly containing countless Dao principles.

It also seemed to be able to see through everything, making people afraid to look directly at it.

He slowly spoke: "The Great Dao has no fixed form, but is constant in its continuous generation and in the inherent nature and emotions of all things. The Great Dao has no fixed pattern, but is constant in its own way, with the living living and the dead dying."

Upon hearing this, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin also fell into deep thought.

The Daoist Master said that their time as Primordial Golden Immortals would not be long, so naturally he would not deceive them.

But what they're curious about is when they'll be able to break through.

But before they could figure it out, they were irresistibly drawn into what Hong Yuan was saying.

"The Way cannot be spoken of without the Way, and the unspeakable is the Way; the Way cannot be thought of without the Way, and the unthinkable is the Way. The things of Heaven flow in fury, and human affairs are in disarray. They seem to turn back, they fight fiercely, they seem to be something but are not."

"Is the Way vast and unknowable? Is the heart free and unrestrained? Are things ever-changing and without exception? Is lightning swift and unrestrained? Is sand flying and unfurling? The sages and saints know the heart, the thing, and the Way as one. The three are united as one. They do not distinguish between the two because of the one, nor do they harm the one because of the difference between them."

Hong Yuan's words, each syllable seemed to contain endless mysteries and secrets, shaking the minds of all living beings.

Immediately afterwards, these words transformed into a sky full of Daoist rhymes, spreading out like layers of magnificent and colorful clouds, quickly permeating the entire Zhou Mountain.

In an instant, the auspicious clouds were brilliant, the mist surged, and the Taoist spirit and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth blended together, forming a magnificent and wondrous scene.

Another two thousand yuan have passed.

Hong Yuan finally stopped preaching.

This timeframe was much shorter than that of Yang Mei and the others.

Before all living beings could regain their senses, Hong Yuan waved his hand.

All living beings were moved to the foot of Zhou Mountain.

At this moment, the merits and virtues of Heaven finally descended.

The number of them was even greater than the number of sermons given by Yang Mei and others before.

The sheer number of them drew the attention of the surrounding Golden Immortals.

But Hong Yuan didn't even look at it; he simply collected all the merits bestowed by Heaven.

After a moment's thought, he separated a small portion and sent it into the training ground.

Previously, this Taoist temple had absorbed a lot of Heavenly Dao merits during the sermons of Yang Mei and others.

In addition, there's this portion that Hong Yuan gave me.

This immediately made the place even more solemn and dignified, with runes of laws appearing all around.

It exudes a mysterious and wondrous rhythm.

It can be considered the most supreme blessed land in the primordial world.

It is even far inferior to the dojos of Yang Mei and others.

However, Hong Yuan did not move this training ground away; after thinking about it, he decided to leave it here.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches are born, we'll give them this land.

It saves the elder brother's Pangu Temple from becoming a complete mess.

After all, when children grow up, they still need to inherit some of the property.

After finishing all this, Hong Yuan looked at Yang Mei and the others with a slight smile: "Thank you all for this sermon, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to say so much."

Yang Mei and the others: "..."

They knew that Fellow Daoist Hongyuan was just there to get them to fill up their time limit.

Although they didn't know why Hongyuan had specifically spoken of a kalpa that lasted for so long, they didn't intend to ask any further questions.

After all, they benefited a lot from this sermon.

Having obtained this merit from Heaven.

They will be able to break through soon.

Yang Mei and the others then cupped their hands in greeting to Hong Yuan and said with a light laugh, "Fellow Daoist Hong Yuan, you are too kind. We have gained a great deal from this lecture, and we would love for it to continue for a little longer."

"Is that so?" Hong Yuan stroked his chin upon hearing this. "How about I bring those people back, and you can continue your story?"

"..."

It wasn't until a hundred years later that all living beings slowly awoke.

Looking at the scene before them, all living beings were momentarily confused about what had happened.

Why are they here?

Aren't they listening to the Daoist Master preach?

It wasn't until much time had passed that the bewildered creatures finally realized, as if waking from a dream, that the sermon had ended.

Upon realizing this, these beings, as if by telepathy, bowed deeply in worship towards the direction of the temple.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they had rehearsed countless times.

He kept muttering, "Thank you, Daoist Master; thank you, Ancestor Yangmei; thank you, Ancestor Luohou; thank you, Ancestor Yin and Yang..."

The sounds rose and fell, resounding through the sky.

The thoughts and beliefs of all living beings instantly rose into the air and surged directly towards the location of Hong Yuan and the other powerful beings.

Feeling this energy, Yang Mei and the others were quite surprised.

"Is this the power of faith?"

However, Hong Yuan and the others had no intention of accepting this power.

While this power can enhance the luck and fortune of ordinary cultivators, for Hong Yuan and others, once they accept it, they also have to accept the karma of all living beings, and in the long run, it will even affect their own progress on the path of law.

For them, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

However, after the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, quite a few people did follow this path.

Looking at this power of faith, Hong Yuan immediately merged it into Zhou Shan without saying a word.

Anyway, Zhou Mountain, as the sacred mountain formed from the backbone of the eldest brother, has accumulated a lot of faith power over the years.

It's not a big deal.

Even these powers of faith were beneficial to Zhou Shan, since Zhou Shan was not the eldest brother and had no impact on the eldest brother's awakening.

The presence of these forces of faith actually made Zhou Shan appear even more divinely powerful.

If Gonggong were to be born now, even if he were to be smashed to the ground and bleed profusely, he wouldn't be able to break a single clod of mud.

Hong Yuan was also curious whether Gonggong would crash into Zhou Mountain again in the future.

Should I try banging his head against it myself when the time comes?

He wanted to see whether Zhou Shan would fall to the ground first, or Gonggong would explode first.

Seeing Hong Yuan's actions, Yang Mei and the others also channeled the power of faith flowing towards them into Zhou Shan, just like Hong Yuan.

Seeing this, Hong Yuan did not stop them, but simply gave an order to Fu Xiao.

After receiving Hong Yuan's instructions, Fu Xiao appeared directly before all living beings and said in a deep voice, "The Daoist Master has decreed that the sermon is over. You may all leave! Do not linger here!"

Upon hearing the words spoken at dawn, all living beings suddenly realized the truth.

So without saying much, he simply paid his respects a few more times and then left in an orderly fashion, heading towards his clan's territory.

Although Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin wanted to visit Hongyuan.

But after waiting for a long time, Hong Yuan still did not give any instructions.

After hesitating for a moment, they each returned to their respective clan territories.