The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

Fang Yang received the imperial decree and was greatly encouraged.

The Tongtian Sect Leader acted too quickly, and this swift action conveyed a signal: the Tongtian Sect Leader indeed intended to transfer the power held by Duobao Daoren to Fang Yang.

As the leader of the Tongtian Sect, he doted on Duobao Daoren, but as the leader of the Jie Sect, he was able to set aside some of that affection.

Public matters are public, and private matters are private; the Tongtian Sect Leader was able to clearly distinguish between public and private matters.

"The three religions are uniting to spread the word; how could the teacher give such an order?"

Upon receiving the imperial decree, Qian Yao abruptly stood up, his face filled with shock.

The other eight True Lords also looked astonished, clearly not expecting the Tongtian Sect Leader to make such a decision.

It should be known that the Chan and Jie sects have always been at odds, and their disciples are even more outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds. It is unheard of for them to join forces to spread their teachings.

Seeing the astonished looks on everyone's faces, Fang Yang smiled slightly: "My master and the two senior uncles are brothers, what does the infighting among the disciples of the three sects have to do with the three of them?"

He never believed that the attitude of a sage's disciples could influence the sage's attitude toward others.

Below the sage, all are but ants.

This statement is an ironclad rule in the prehistoric world. The rivalries and sectarianism among disciples are nothing more than childish squabbles in the eyes of the Three Pure Ones, and cannot shake the fundamental principle of the three religions sharing the same origin.

Guang Chengzi, however, failed to see through this, believing that Yuanshi Tianzun's dislike of the Jie Sect was due to his own merit. Little did he know that in the eyes of the sage, his little tricks were like children playing house.

True Monarch Li Yao sighed softly, picked up the conversation, and spoke with a hint of understanding in his tone:

"The teacher and the two senior masters are one, and the three teachings are originally one family. The past opposition between Chan and Jie was just our disciples' own decision."

Qianyao Zhenjun's expression changed several times, and he said with a wry smile, "So that's how it is... We thought that the Chan Sect looked down on our Jie Sect origins because of our Second Master Uncle, but now it seems that we were generalizing from a single instance."

"That's exactly right." Fang Yang lightly flicked his fingertips, and a subtle Daoist aura flowed around him.

"In the eyes of a sage, all things are ants. Pangu, the true sage, sees all things as Pangu. They do not despise living beings because of appearances. In the eyes of my second master, those creatures with fur and horns, born from moisture and eggs, are demons and monsters with the name of immortals but no real immortality."

"His outward appearance may not be adorned with fur and horns, but his inner self is truly furry and horned."

"Daoist Duobao is obsessed with power, while Guangchengzi is obsessed with his origins. Although the two seem to be different, in reality, they are both creatures born from eggs and covered in fur and horns."

Upon hearing Fang Yang's definition of those creatures with fur and horns, born from eggs and molting, the Guantian Hall fell silent. Everyone was deeply shaken, as if a single word had awakened them from a dream.

Yes, why is it that the Jie Sect are just creatures with fur and horns, born from wet eggs, while the Chan Sect can consider themselves extraordinary and call themselves "True Immortals of Fortune and Virtue"?

The Jie Sect were people who wore fur and horns and were born from eggs in moisture, and the Chan Sect was naturally the same.

The three religions are one family; one sect is covered in fur and horns, meaning all three sects are covered in fur and horns.

"Alright. Let's put other matters aside for now. The most important thing right now is to fulfill Master's decree. Everyone, come with me to Shouyang Mountain to reconcile with the Renchan and Chan sects."

With that, Fang Yang waved his sleeve, and the gates of the Guantian Hall burst open.

The group of fifteen people headed straight for Shouyang Mountain.

With his own team, Fang Yang, the direct disciple, finally gained some prestige.

At this moment, atop Shouyang Mountain, the Sage Taiqing sat serenely in the Eight Views Palace, while the Primordial Heavenly Venerable sat quietly to one side.

Seeing Fang Yang and his group rushing towards them through the sea of ​​clouds, the two sages exchanged a smile, their eyes full of approval.

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out, and he appeared silently beside the two saints: "My two elder brothers, my disciple has never disappointed me."

Fang Yang and his group soon arrived at the summit of Shouyang Mountain. From afar, they saw the four great masters Xuandu, Cihang Daoren, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and Puxian Zhenren waiting respectfully. Upon seeing Fang Yang's arrival, the four bowed in unison, showing no arrogance whatsoever among the disciples of the Chan Sect.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Fang Yang!"

Fang Yang quickly returned the greeting and laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoists, there's no need for such formalities. We are all disciples of the Xuanmen Sect, so there's no need for distinction. Now that everyone is here, let's go and pay our respects to Senior Brother Xuandu."

Grand Master Xuandu was a gentle and refined gentleman. Seeing Fang Yang's humble and polite manner, he immediately raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, his smile serene:

"Junior Brother Fang Yang, the three masters have already set the general outline. The remaining details will be discussed with you by the five of us. There's no need for formalities."

Fang Yang nodded in understanding and, without delay, went straight to the cloud-patterned stone table that had been prepared beforehand, and began to discuss with the disciples of the Renjiao and Chanjiao sects.

"In that case, I'll make this brief." Fang Yang lightly tapped the air with his fingertip, and a pale golden Dao diagram unfolded, showing the distribution and transmission routes of the myriad races of the primordial world.

"The method of spreading plagues passed down by our master is the core of our mission. We do not seek to force people to come to our aid, but rather to win over all races with life, resources, and stability."

Cihang Daoren spoke first, his tone humble:

"Junior Brother Fang Yang is absolutely right. Our Chan Sect can take responsibility for expounding the Great Dao and its principles, stabilizing the minds of our people, and clarifying the truth and social order."

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, also nodded in agreement:

"Humans are the main characters of heaven and earth, so we can start with the human tribes in the Eastern Wilderness. Our three religions can go to three different places to spread our teachings."

Grand Master Xuandu nodded slightly, displaying the magnanimity of the Human Sect: "Our Human Sect excels in farming and settlement methods. We can teach the human race to build cities, cultivate the land, and manage water. With the help of divine grains and spiritual vegetables, we can first ensure the survival of all races before discussing cultivation."

Seeing that everyone was expressing their opinions and cooperating well, Fang Yang felt reassured.

The disciples who are able to appear here are probably the ones with the strongest sense of the big picture among the three religions.

When this group of people gathers together, their missionary work is bound to succeed.

"What you three fellow Daoists have said hits the nail on the head."

Fang Yang's voice was strong and clear, and every word he uttered hit the nail on the head.

"Humans are the protagonists of heaven and earth, with the most abundant fortune and the purest nature, making them the primary target for the three religions to spread their teachings."

"The three religions each perform their own duties and support each other, using tangible benefits to encourage all races to actively approach the profound Dao."

At this moment, Master Puxian gently made a hand seal and spoke in a gentle tone: "Junior brother, your consideration is thorough, and we completely agree with it. If we do this, over time, all races will naturally turn to the orthodox way."

In the Eight Views Palace, the Three Pure Ones sat on their cloud beds, watching the disciples of the three religions working together with one heart and one mind, all with expressions of relief.

The Tongtian Sect Leader chuckled, and the Qingping Sword trembled slightly: "My two elder brothers, it seems that these juniors have truly fulfilled the long-cherished wish of the Three Pure Ones and the Three Sects as one family."

The Sage Taiqing nodded: "These disciples are devoted to the righteous path, upright and honest, a blessing to the Xuanmen (Taoist sect)."

The coldness in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes vanished, replaced by gentleness: "In the past, it was because my disciples were too obsessed. Now that I have these disciples, perhaps the old grudges between the Chan and Jie sects will dissipate."

Fang Yang didn't know the sage's evaluation, but his journey had only just begun.