Chapter 69 The Second Sermon at Zixiao Palace
In a dizzying moment, Chang Hao was suddenly embraced tightly. He looked up and was furious.
She pushed Hongjun away and stood up. "Hongjun, what are you doing? Can't you talk things out properly? Why do you have to resort to such methods to kidnap me?"
Chang Hao sighed in regret. His quasi-saint cultivation was still insufficient; he was powerless against a saint. It would be better to become a saint.
“If I were to speak, you would be even more anxious than I am.” Hongjun raised his eyes, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
"Just tell me what's wrong." Hongjun's face rarely showed any expression, but suddenly he looked a little anxious. Chang Hao couldn't think of anything that could make him so anxious, or make Hongjun so anxious.
"Your wisp of primordial spirit is gone..." Hongjun's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Chang Hao's ears.
"What do you mean my primordial spirit is missing?" Chang Hao didn't believe it. "Who could take my primordial spirit from you?"
"You really didn't just mess with it and it got destroyed?" Chang Hao was skeptical. He knew that Hongjun was locked in a battle with the curse, as if he were competing with Rahu.
"No, it disappeared suddenly. I don't know how or when it disappeared. This may be the will of Heaven." Hongjun had not expected that the broken primordial spirit he used to ponder would disappear so suddenly.
"What do you mean by 'fate is hard to defy'? Don't blame everything on fate. It was clearly your negligence that caused that wisp of spirit to disappear." Chang Hao wasn't buying it.
"Yes, yes, it was my oversight. But what's done is done, and getting angry won't help. We should think about how to resolve this," Hongjun comforted Chang Hao.
"Get out of the way, let me try to sense my primordial spirit." Chang Hao pushed Hongjun aside and sat on the futon, cross-legged and closed his eyes, and began to sense his primordial spirit.
The futon beneath Hongjun's seat could expand Chang Hao's search area with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao; however, Chang Hao found nothing.
Hongjun walked to the side and said, "Don't be angry. It's just a remnant soul. It won't affect you."
To avoid lacking persuasiveness, Hongjun brought up Rahu, saying, "Look, Rahu was originally my Three Corpses, but I was able to discard him just like that and still become a saint."
Chang Hao rolled his eyes. Who is Hongjun? One of the three thousand demon gods. Is Hongjun's primordial spirit on the same level as Chang Hao's primordial spirit?
Don't you see, even before Pangu died, he was able to transform into the Three Pure Ones, each one a person of exceptional talent, preserving himself to the greatest extent possible. Chang Hao, on the other hand, was just a weak human, well, perhaps not even human, but certainly not a great being...
He couldn't find it anywhere. Chang Hao was terrified, a sense of panic washing over him.
"Don't panic if you've never seen anything like this before, I'll help you."
With the support of Hongjun Saint's immense cultivation, Chang Hao searched again. "No, how could there be none? It's just a remnant soul. I am the original body. Even if it falls into the hands of others, I should be able to sense it."
"Could it be that Rahu used a curse to capture that primordial spirit in a way I don't know about?" Hongjun speculated.
"What Rahu? I've already told you, this curse has nothing to do with Rahu." Chang Hao turned and left.
"Where are you going?" Hongjun stopped Chang Hao. "You mustn't be willful. The sermon is coming soon, and this sermon is of great importance. You mustn't act recklessly."
"You talk your thing, I'll do mine, what's it to you?" Chang Hao was anxious and had no time to listen to Hongjun's sermon.
"Are you going to investigate Rahu?" Hongjun asked, but he was quite certain.
"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't? Even if I go to the Demon Realm, I won't go in; I'll just get close and sense it." Chang Hao was unsure after seeing Hongjun mention Rahu several times. Perhaps the curse really was related to Rahu.
"You mustn't go. What if something goes wrong?" How could Hongjun allow Chang Hao to go to the Demon Realm? If it really was Luo Hou's doing, not only would the remnant soul not be retrieved, but Chang Hao himself would also be lost.
"He can't get out, and I won't go in. How could anything happen?" Chang Hao didn't think anything could go wrong.
Hongjun sighed helplessly, "Rahu is adept at bewitching people. Let's wait until the sermon is over, and then I'll accompany you."
If it really is Rahu, there's no need to go; Hongjun just wants to appease Chang Hao first.
"Once the sermon is over, it will be too late. This is my business, don't worry about it." Chang Hao said no more and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Hongjun said, his face darkening with anger, as he restrained the man. "You have such a bad temper. One minute you're perfectly fine, the next you're all acting all coy and hesitant. What kind of behavior is this?"
Unable to move, Chang Hao was furious. "Untie me! A dignified saint, how dare you launch a sneak attack? Have you no shame?"
Hongjun pretended not to hear, "You can't even avoid my methods, how can you avoid Luo Hou's? It's not necessarily Luo Hou's doing. Later, all the big names in the prehistoric world will come to Zixiao Palace, and I will investigate thoroughly."
Suddenly remembering something, he said, "You've made quite a few friends. To prevent the Three Pure Ones from releasing you and letting you escape, you should shut up and go to the main hall to meditate and listen to my sermon..."
The sage's words became law, and Chang Hao was unable to resist. He was forced into meditation, his anger boiling over. He could only channel his grief and indignation into self-cultivation.
When the Three Pure Ones arrived with Yaochi, they saw Hongjun already sitting on the main hall, surrounded by golden lotuses falling to the ground, exuding auspiciousness.
Chang Hao sat upright in the main hall with his eyes closed, meditating in stillness. Hongjun would occasionally toss him a golden lotus, showing kindness and care, a scene reminiscent of a loving teacher and a respectful student.
Yaochi thought of a possibility and was secretly delighted. "Great! My senior brother has finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel."
"Second Brother, can you rest assured now?" Tongtian transmitted his voice.
"Shut up, don't be reckless." Yuanshi was indeed relieved, just as Tongtian had said.
"Greetings, Master..." There was no one around; everyone present was someone who knew the truth. It would be inappropriate not to pay respects.
"You've arrived, please sit down..." Hongjun glanced up and said casually, "During this sermon, I will formally accept you all as my personal disciples in front of all the cultivators."
“We will obey our master’s orders…” the Three Pure Ones replied, “It is only right.”
"Master, what's wrong with Chang Hao?" Yuan Shi felt something was off for some reason.
"He has entered a meditative state. The state of oneness with heaven and man is rare and precious. Do not disturb him," Hongjun said with great seriousness.
Chang Hao was furious. "You, Hongjun, are spouting nonsense!"
But his cultivation level was fixed, and Chang Hao was helpless. He could only suppress his resentment and devote himself to cultivation, hoping to regain his peak condition as soon as possible.
A number of people arrived at Zixiao Palace one after another, some familiar faces and some new faces. Zhen Yuanzi rushed over with Hongyun in his arms, "Do you remember this lesson? Don't offend people you can't afford to offend next time, do you understand?"
“I’ve got it,” Hongyun nodded, then her eyes lit up when she spotted a familiar face ahead. “Zhen Yuanzi, Tongtian Changhao, and the others are all up ahead. Let’s squeeze in…”
Zhen Yuanzi grabbed Hongyun by the collar and dragged her backward, saying, "Can you shut up for a minute? Do you want to go on for another five hundred years?"
Thinking of what had happened over the past five hundred years, Hongyun shuddered and calmed down for the time being.
Di Jun led the demon race to occupy a corner of the main hall, while Fuxi subtly protected Nuwa, connecting with the demon race to form a protective force.
Taiyi finally spotted Chang Hao amidst the chaotic aura, then took the Chaos Bell and began to meditate on it...
When the appointed time arrived, Zixiao Palace closed, and those who came were fewer than the three thousand who had attended the first sermon.
Hongjun revealed himself and went straight to the point: "This lecture will focus on the path of the Primordial Golden Immortal. Only by attaining the Golden Immortal status can one know its secrets. Achieving the Golden Immortal status requires immense perseverance, profound understanding, and great fortune; only those with great luck can enter this realm..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com