Primordial Era: I Became a Disciple of the Shangqing Sect After Being Become a Disciple of the Jie S

After exchanging greetings, Fuxi and Nuwa looked at the six purple prayer mats in the first row. Although they didn't know why the Sage Hongjun had arranged them this way, they understood that there must be some hidden meaning behind it.

After exchanging a glance, Fuxi and Nuwa headed towards the purple futon.

However, at this moment, the purple futon emitted a burst of profound light, and Nuwa easily sat on the fourth purple futon.

Fuxi, however, was repelled by the profound light of the Great Dao and could not sit on the purple futon in the first row no matter what he did.

"So be it, so be it, it seems I'm not meant to have this purple futon..."

Fuxi gave a wry smile, turned around and went to the second row, where he found a white futon and sat down.

"Being able to decisively give up shows that Fellow Daoist Fuxi's character is among the best in the primordial world. It's a pity that his opportunity was not good this time!" On the first row of purple futons, Daoist Yuqing Yuanshi said with a hint of admiration.

"Second brother, you are mistaken!" The Taoist priest of Shangqing Tongtian, sitting on a purple futon, frowned slightly: "Giving up is easy, but perseverance may not prevent miracles from happening!"

If we cultivators want to achieve enlightenment, even if we have to go against the laws of heaven, we must use our own Dao techniques as a sword to seize a sliver of life!

Fellow Daoist Fuxi, your background, wisdom, and destiny are all top-notch; I think he just lacks that one bit of unwavering courage to cut through everything.

Upon hearing this, the Jade Pure Primordial Daoist sneered and rebuked, "Tongtian, we Three Pure Ones, as the true descendants of Pangu, should follow the Heavenly Way, educate all living beings, and serve as role models for them. How can we do something that goes against the Heavenly Way?"

"Alright! Zixiao Palace is the sacred site of sages, you two must not be so presumptuous..." Taiqing Laozi, seeing that Yuanshi and Tongtian were about to start arguing, frowned slightly and immediately stopped them.

Seeing that Taiqing Laozi had stepped forward, and that Zixiao Palace was a sacred place, Yuanshi and Tongtian immediately backed down.

Because the purple futon separated the inside from the outside, Fuxi and Nuwa did not hear their conversation.

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At this time, the great supernatural beings and great Luo Daojun who were traveling through the chaos in search of the traces of Zixiao Palace also stepped onto the golden bridge one after another, according to their background, fortune, and cultivation level.

Of the three thousand prayer mats in Zixiao Palace, only two white prayer mats remain after the entry of the great supernatural beings and the Great Luo Dao Lords of the Primordial Era.

In the chaos, the withered-looking Daoist Jieyin looked even more distressed, while the dignified and auspicious-looking Daoist Zhunti sighed repeatedly beside him.

Looking at the vast and boundless chaos, Zhunti Daoist looked at Jieyin with a bewildered expression and said with a bitter face, "Senior brother, is your causal deduction reliable?"

The time for the sage to preach the Tao is drawing near, three thousand years from now, and we haven't even touched the gates of Zixiao Palace, let alone any great opportunity!

"Junior brother, this is how the causal lines are displayed, there's no mistake!" The Guide Daoist gave a wry smile, a hint of helplessness on his face.

Having traversed the chaos for nearly three thousand years, even with their powerful divine bodies, the two were now physically and mentally exhausted.

Just as Daoist Zhunti exhaled a breath of turbid air, thinking he was about to miss the sermon at Zixiao Palace, two golden bridges of guidance pierced through the chaos and landed beside the two of them out of thin air.

Upon seeing the Golden Bridge, the two breathed a sigh of relief and stepped onto it in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, the two appeared outside Zixiao Palace in a disheveled state, clearly having suffered quite a bit.

Upon entering Zixiao Palace, the two saw that the main hall was already filled with cultivators, with only two white prayer cushions remaining in the corner.

As for the six purple futons in the first row, they have already been taken!

Zhunti Daoist's eyes darted around, and he looked at Jieyin Daoist with a face full of bitterness and tears streaming down his face. He said, "Senior brother, the two of us came from the West and went through countless hardships to finally reach Zixiao Palace."

I thought I could receive the teachings of the sages and thus save all living beings in the West, but who knew that I couldn't even occupy a place!

If I were to make a mistake in comprehending the Great Dao, I would truly be letting down the people of the West. In that case, I might as well die.

After saying this, the Taoist Zhunti made a move as if he were about to smash his head against a pillar and die.

"Junior brother, you mustn't! Wouldn't that be disrespecting Master Hongjun..." The gaunt-faced and emaciated Jieyin Daoist hurriedly stopped him.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, watching the two perform, a group of powerful beings and Dao Lords either watched coldly, looked on with amusement, or showed disdain.

At this moment, the Taoist Hongyun, sitting on the first row of purple prayer cushions, seemed to have lost his soul. He got up and went to persuade him, saying, "Fellow Taoist Zhunti, why do you do this? You have great wisdom and great compassion, and you have a heart to seek the Tao for all living beings. If you leave like this, wouldn't it be a loss for all living beings?"

"I, Hongyun, can offer this seat to you, fellow Daoist; it would be a small act of kindness towards all living beings."

"Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

Zhunti Daoist was surprised that someone would actually give up their seat for him. Upon hearing Hongyun Daoist's words, he immediately took Hongyun Daoist's seat, fearing that something might go wrong.

This caused the pupils of the great supernatural being, the Great Luo Dao Lord, in Zixiao Palace to shrink slightly, and the way he looked at Zhunti Daoist changed.

They hadn't expected that Daoist Zhunti would actually be able to sit on that purple futon.

Some of them had tried before, but were rejected by the profound light emanating from the purple futon.

As Zhunti Daoist sat on the purple futon, he noticed that his senior brother, Jieyin Daoist, was still nowhere to be found. So he turned his eyes to the other five people on the first row of purple futons.

The Three Pure Ones are brothers who share the same blood and are not to be trifled with.

Nuwa, a woman, with the support of the Taoist Fuxi, could not be his enemy.

Only the Kunpeng, with its sinister expression and eerie demonic aura, was all alone...

Thinking of this, the Daoist Zhunti roared at the Kunpeng, "This is a place where sages preach. What right do you, a creature born from moisture and eggs, have to be ranked with us?"

"That's right, you're just a creature born from moisture and eggs, covered in scales and armor. Why don't you quickly give your seat to Fellow Daoist Jieyin?" Yuqing Yuanshi Daoist chimed in sarcastically.

Taiqing Laozi remained indifferent, seemingly having seen nothing, while Shangqing Tongtian frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Nuwa, standing to the side, remained aloof from the situation. At this time, the demon race had not yet been established, and she had no connection whatsoever with Kunpeng Daoist.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, a group of powerful cultivators started a commotion, clamoring for Kunpeng to step down!

Even Di Jun and Tai Yi, though inwardly furious at Zhun Ti and Yuan Shi's claims of being born from wet eggs and covered in scales and armor, still clamored for Kun Peng to step down.

It is evident that when Kunpeng seized the throne, he indeed incurred the wrath of the masses and was resented by the powerful figures in Zixiao Palace.

Even so, Kunpeng ignored him, sitting cross-legged on the purple futon with a gloomy expression.

Seeing that the Kunpeng was not behaving properly, Daoist Zhunti became somewhat annoyed. The Seven Treasures Tree in his hand flashed, and he unleashed a beam of seven-colored light at the Kunpeng.

The Kunpeng Daoist was caught off guard; someone dared to launch a sneak attack on him in the Purple Cloud Palace. He was immediately swept away by the seven-colored light and fell off the purple futon.

The Taoist priest who was guiding the way took the opportunity to sit cross-legged on the purple futon. His withered, sallow face seemed to show even more suffering.

The displaced Kunpeng, his three corpses raging, his face grim and his heart filled with murderous intent, glared hatefully at Hongyun and Zhunti before heading towards the white futon behind him.

In Kunpeng's view, if Hongyun Daoren had not yielded to Zhunti, he would not have been besieged by the crowd, nor would he have been given a chance to ambush by the shameless Zhunti, causing him to lose his first-row seat.

As a result, Kunpeng became jealous of Hongyun and Zhunti!

After Kunpeng lost his position, the Red Cloud Daoist, who had been chatting happily with Zhen Yuanzi, froze and gasped in shock.

At this moment, seeing that the three thousand gods and demons were full, Haotian and Yaochi, who were guarding outside the gate, tightly closed the gates of Zixiao Palace, walked to both sides of the cloud bed, and softly shouted: "Silence! No noise is allowed inside Zixiao Palace. The master has arrived!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the great supernatural being of Zixiao Palace realized that the Sage Hongjun had already silently sat cross-legged on the cloud bed.

Even the six people sitting cross-legged on the first row of purple prayer cushions—Sanqing, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti—did not notice the slightest sign.

This caused the pupils of the great supernatural beings in Zixiao Palace to shrink slightly, and they all sighed in their hearts, realizing that the supernatural powers of the Primordial Saint realm were boundless.

Hongjun Daoist glanced at the three thousand gods and demons of Zixiao Palace, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes before he regained his composure and said calmly, "From now on, they shall sit in this manner, and no further disputes are permitted!"

"We will obey the Master's decree!" Everyone stood up and bowed to Hongjun Daoist on the cloud bed.

After everyone was seated, Master Hongjun began to speak to himself: "The Way of Heaven and Earth..."