Chapter 19: The Three Pure Ones Behead the Corpse
◎Good brothers should chop corpses together◎
As soon as Hongjun started talking, the only sound left in the hall was the rustling of writing.
Hongjun said: "To prove the truth with strength is the first way, and it is also the way Pangu became a saint."
When Pangu was mentioned, the twelve ancient witches immediately straightened their clothes, held their heads high and puffed out their chests, their pride evident in their expressions. However, they found that everyone's eyes were cast on the Three Pure Ones sitting in the front row. After all, they were transformed from Pangu's spirit.
Dijiang's face suddenly turned gloomy. What were the three people thinking? Could they summon Pangu's true body?
In the entire prehistoric world, only their Wu clan can summon Pangu's true body, and their relationship with Pangu is the closest.
It is obvious that other cultivators do not think so. The Three Pure Ones are unfathomable in strength and have made great contributions to the creation of the world. If there is anyone in the prehistoric world who is most qualified to become a saint, no one else would think much about it except them.
There was no strange expression on the faces of the Three Pure Ones brothers. They ignored the envious, jealous and hateful looks and continued to look like immortals.
Dijiang snorted fiercely.
Hongjun ignored these minor disturbances and continued, "To prove the Dao by killing the three corpses is the second path. The three corpses are divided into the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self corpse."
Then Hongjun started talking about the 101 methods of how to kill the three corpses, and everyone was fascinated by what he said.
I have to say that Hongjun, as the first educator in the prehistoric times, does have some abilities. Kong Shuang came to listen to the teachings this time with the intention of having nothing to do with becoming a saint, and I came here just to share the treasures.
Despite this, she was still addicted to it, and felt as if she had fallen into a mysterious state. This feeling can only be understood, not described. If she had to use a metaphor, it was like taking some drugs, feeling ecstatic and extremely happy.
She was not the only one who felt this way. Many cultivators present also showed the same intoxicated expression. If she could maintain this state, she would soon break through to another level.
The incident happened at this moment. The spiritual energy in the hall seemed to become much thinner in an instant. At the same time, there were whispers. Kong Shuang opened his eyes in confusion and could hardly believe the scene before him.
It seemed as if all the spiritual energy in the hall was attracted and rushed towards the direction of the Three Pure Ones. The three of them had similar faces with their brows tightly closed and golden light flashed on their bodies.
Kong Shuang guessed that it was the golden light of merit, the merit they inherited from Pangu who created the world.
In addition to these, there were also three flowers gathering at the top of the head, golden lotus emerging from the ground, thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious auras and other strange visions around them, illuminating the entire Zixiao Palace into a riot of color.
Hongjun, who was sitting on a high seat, was stroking his beard and looking at the three people, his eyes full of relief and love. Now he was the Taoist Hongjun, not the cold Heavenly Dao.
The eyes of all the monks were filled with unconcealable envy and jealousy. Zhunti Jieyin, who was beside Tongtian, was even more shocked and jealous. He wished he could switch identities with the Three Pure Ones and take their place.
Kong Shuang's eyes were hurt by the divine lights of various colors. He lowered his eyes silently, feeling a little jealous. It was really true that comparison makes one feel dreadful. Hongjun had just started to explain the method of beheading the three corpses, and they had already started beheading the corpses.
What’s even more abominable is that they actually killed three people together!
It turns out that good brothers should do things together no matter what.
The Three Pure Ones successfully killed Shanshi right under everyone's noses. Everyone was envious, jealous, and hateful, but also felt that this was how it should be.
Kong Shuang heard Di Jun sighing.
She understood Di Jun's thoughts. As an emperor, Di Jun's greatest wish was to bring all the talented people under his helm, just like she wanted to lure all the beauties into her immortal volcano. But unfortunately, no one bought it.
The Three Pure Ones woke up from their enlightenment and bowed to Hongjun from afar with joy on their faces. Not to mention Yuanshi and Tongtian, even Laozi, who was usually calm and composed, became a little excited.
The three of them became very famous. Kong Shuang felt that at least he was more famous than when he confronted Zhunti and Jie Yin in Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun raised his arm slightly, and a breeze came out from his sleeve, stopping the Three Pure Ones from bowing. He nodded and said, "No need. I know what you mean. Please continue listening."
The Three Pure Ones nodded in agreement and were about to sit down when suddenly several bolts of lightning struck the clear sky outside. At the same time, three golden lights appeared out of thin air on the bodies of the Three Pure Ones, and the Heavenly Dao bestowed merit upon them.
Kong Shuang was filled with envy, and for the first time he understood what it meant to be the favorite of heaven.
Hongjun continued to talk about the way to kill the three corpses. When he got excited, he directly took the Three Pure Ones as an example. After the demonstration of the Three Pure Ones, Kong Shuang's understanding of this way suddenly became much clearer. She then realized why the Heavenly Dao bestowed merits on the Three Pure Ones.
These brothers were the first to try something new, providing examples and experience for other cultivators to slay the Three Corpses, so Heaven will reward them for their merits.
Students who are admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University must return to their alma mater to give speeches.
After being inspired by the Three Pure Ones beheading corpses, the enthusiasm of the cultivators for learning was unprecedentedly high. There was a light in each of their eyes when they looked at Hongjun, as if they were the next person after the Three Pure Ones.
Especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but the Ancestral Witches were not born to cultivate their primordial spirits, so the method of killing the three corpses to prove their way did not work. They wanted to emulate Pangu's method of becoming a saint, to prove their way with force, and to cultivate their strength to the extreme.
This method has a flaw. After all, no one knows what it will look like after the power is cultivated to the extreme, so there is no reference.
At this time, Hongjun talked about the third method of attaining enlightenment: "The third way is to become a saint through merit and virtue."
Everyone began to whisper again. Merit can make one a saint. As the name suggests, it means to gain great merit that is enough to make one a saint. This method sounds the simplest, but it is actually the most difficult.
Not to mention how great the merit is that can make a person become a saint, and besides, merit also requires opportunity. Where can there be so much great merit?
Everyone was discouraged. Among the three ways to become a saint, it sounded more reliable to honestly kill the three corpses.
Kong Shuang looked at everyone's heated discussion and couldn't help but sneer. What's the point of just killing the three corpses? It would be over without the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
In the future, Tongtian's disciples who had killed the three corpses and gotten rid of the six qi would still be put on the list of gods when they faced the saints.
Taking in all the creatures below, Hongjun coughed lightly, and when the hall was quiet, he continued, "Nine is the ultimate number. There are nine sage positions. Those who obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi can become a sage."
The crowd immediately started to buzz. Hong Yun had already pulled his two good friends over to discuss where the three of them should go to find the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Zhen Yuanzi remained silent.
Kong Shuang laughed at him: "Hongmeng Purple Qi is not cabbage, how can you find it just by looking for it."
Di Jun was more rational than Hong Yun. He immediately thought that his younger brother had better talent than himself, so even if he did not have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he had to find one for his younger brother.
There were also many smart people who stared at the Three Pure Ones. They were the direct disciples of the Taoist Ancestor, and the Taoist Ancestor had already become a saint, which meant that the Taoist Ancestor must know where the Hongmeng Purple Qi was. How could he not tell them?
Taking advantage of the favorable geographical location, Zhunti looked at the Three Pure Ones with longing: Laozi was still calm and composed, Yuanshi had a cold face, and Tongtian, the only one who was easy to talk to, had his eyes half-closed, looking like he didn't care about anything and didn't want to be disturbed.
He turned his head back embarrassedly.
Although everyone was talking in low voices, they could not escape Hongjun's ears. Hongjun always spoke with a twist. He glanced around and said slowly: "Everyone, be silent. The Hongmeng Purple Qi is in my hands."
These words exploded like thunder, and everyone shut up and fell silent.
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