Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

The tense atmosphere in the square of Kunlun Mountain has now dissipated.

Zhao Gongming looked at Tongtian and Zhunti, who were bickering on the high platform, with a smile on his face.

Even though Yuanshi had a stern face, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

Laozi and Jieyin shook their heads helplessly and stared intently at the group.

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both emotion and reflection).

"This is the kind of relationship between the saints that I recognize. They are all classmates who listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, and after graduation, they all started their own businesses in the prehistoric world."

"Even if there is some business competition, it shouldn't escalate to the point of life and death."

"This primordial world is truly wonderful."

Just then, Maitreya happily pocketed the memory stone.

Maitreya looked extremely excited, as if he had mastered a core secret.

Zhao Gongming then slowly approached and gently patted Maitreya's shoulder.

"Junior brother, do you know the rules? Everyone gets a share."

Maitreya turned around and gave him a reassuring look, then chuckled.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I'll definitely send you the clearest picture later."

At this moment, the pharmacist also put away the magic weapon.

The clear, foolish look in Huang Long's eyes, which had resembled that of a college student, slowly faded away.

Wisdom has regained its footing.

Huang Long looked around in a daze, shook his head, and seemed to have no idea what was going on in his head.

"What exactly happened just now?"

Looking at the suppressed laughter and sympathetic glances from his fellow disciples around him, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Before Guang Chengzi and the others could even begin to explain...

A round, chubby figure rushed in front of Huanglong as if it had teleported.

It was none other than the Maitreya Taoist, who loved to watch the excitement and make things worse!

"Senior brother, you're awake. Have you forgotten what just happened?"

"It's alright, junior brother, let me help you remember!"

Maitreya had a helpful expression on his face.

He immediately pulled out the recording stone and activated his magic power.

hum!

A huge light curtain unfolded in mid-air.

The picture quality is extremely high, and even the sound effects are reproduced.

In the video, a pharmacist wearing an apron is singing.

Huanglong Zhenren had a crooked mouth, drooling, and a dazed look in his eyes.

He clapped his hands while letting out silly giggles.

He would also occasionally shout out Patrick Star or catch jellyfish.

That appearance was practically a basin of intellectual intelligence for the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"!!!"

Huang Long looked at himself in the picture, his face instantly turned pale, then flushed red, and finally turned purple.

He felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost fainted on the spot.

Society is dead!

This is even more despairing than when he went berserk just now!

"Turn it off, turn it off now!"

Huanglong let out a mournful scream, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He looked around at his fellow disciples, trembling, and clasped his hands together, pleading humbly.

"Fellow disciples, I beg you!"

"Please don't let this get out! Please don't!"

"I, Huanglong, still have a place in this prehistoric world, so please leave me my underwear!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the three religions around them all became serious and patted their chests to guarantee it.

"Don't worry, senior brother, we've received professional training and will absolutely not let this get out!"

"Yes, we're the most tight-lipped!"

However, the next second, a dense murmur of whispers arose from the crowd.

"Hey, did you record that?"

"Recorded! Recorded from every angle, no blind spots!"

"Send me a copy, and I'll provide rare and precious materials."

"A rare and precious treasure! This is dirt on the Twelve Golden Immortals; it has to be at least a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure, otherwise I won't sell it!"

Hearing these devilish whispers, Huang Long was utterly desperate.

He slumped to the ground, his eyes lifeless.

At this moment, Zhao Gongming walked over, patted Huanglong on the shoulder, and earnestly comforted him.

"Senior Brother Huanglong, take it easy."

As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

"The invasion of calamity energy into the body is deadly. At best, it will destroy one's foundation; at worst, it will lead to death and the dissipation of one's cultivation."

"Compared to other things, losing face and dying a little while can save my life and cultivation. This deal is a steal!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Long felt something was amiss, but it seemed to make sense nonetheless.

You can earn back your face if you lose it, but once you lose your life, it's truly gone.

"Thank you so much, Junior Brother Gongming."

Huang Long suppressed his shame, stood up, and bowed to Zhao Gongming and the pharmacist.

"Many thanks to Junior Brother Zhao for crafting the magic weapon, and many thanks to Junior Brother Pharmacist for his help."

"I will remember this kindness."

Just then, the system notification sounded in Zhao Gongming's mind again.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! Your creation of the Mind-Destroying Rattle Drum has successfully neutralized the calamity energy entering your body!]

[Triggered a super critical hit reward!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: a pool of Three Lights Divine Water!]

"Holy crap, everyone else gets a few drops, you're giving me a whole pool of it?"

"As expected of my system brother, he's a true friend."

Zhao Gongming's heart was in turmoil.

That's the Three Lights Divine Water, the number one healing elixir in the primordial world.

Sunlight and divine water diminish blood, essence, bones, and flesh.

The Moonlight Divine Water corrodes the primordial spirit and soul.

Starlight and divine water swallow and dispel true spiritual consciousness.

The combination of these three elements constitutes the most supreme sacred medicine in the primordial world.

As long as there is still a breath left, even if the true spirit is damaged and the source is exhausted, one can be brought back to life.

The most famous example is in the Journey to the West: the Great Tribulation, where Zhen Yuanzi's ginseng fruit tree was overthrown by Sun Wukong.

Guanyin Bodhisattva then used the Three Lights Divine Water to bring the ginseng fruit tree back to life.

"If this pool of Three Lights Divine Water were used properly, wouldn't it give us several extra lives?"

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but blurt out, letting out a surprised exclamation.

"Awesome!!!"

The exclamation was quite loud, drawing the attention of many people around.

Standing next to Zhao Gongming, the Bull Demon King was scratching his head and grinning sheepishly.

Upon hearing the word "awesome," Old Niu paused in his movements.

A hint of shyness and pride appeared on that dark face.

He glanced at Zhao Gongming, then looked down at himself, and thought to himself.

"I've long heard that Senior Brother Gongming has unique taste!"

"I never expected that Senior Brother would hold that part of our bull clan in such high regard?"

"And he even praised it in public?"

"Hehe, but that's only human nature!"

"I, Old Niu, also think it's pretty impressive. Senior brother certainly has a good eye!"

Just then, on the high platform, the five sages exchanged a glance, their expressions turning solemn.

"quiet!"

Yuanshi was a sage, so whatever he said naturally became law, and the entire Kunlun Mountain fell silent instantly.

Lao Tzu, riding on the back of the green ox, spoke calmly and serenely.

"Although today's discussion on the Dao had its twists and turns, it was ultimately successful. However, the general trend of the universe cannot be reversed."

"Now that the great calamity is approaching and the aura of calamity is emerging, Huanglong's situation is a warning bell."

Tongtian also stepped forward and followed suit.

"You are all disciples of the sage, enjoying the blessings of heaven and earth, but you must also bear responsibilities."

"Maintaining the peace and stability of the primordial world and ensuring a peaceful passage through the great calamity is your inescapable mission!"

Jieyin and Zhunti also put their hands together in prayer.

"Excellent! This is also an excellent opportunity to experience the world and hone one's Daoist heart."

Finally, Yuanshi Tianzun made the final decision.

"Proclaim our decree."

"Disciples of the three religions and the Western religion may choose their own time to go down the mountain for training within one hundred days."

"Enter the mortal world, slay demons and evil spirits, follow the will of Heaven, and help the primordial world overcome this calamity!"

"We will humbly obey the decree of the sage!"

The thousands of disciples below the stage responded in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens.

Standing in the crowd, Zhao Gongming listened to the grand spectacle, and his previously playful expression gradually faded.

He looked up at the sky and seemed to see a faint layer of blood-red haze gathering.

"Going down the mountain for training..."

"Is the Lich King's Cataclysm finally about to begin?"