eurekapd Chapter 34, Zixiao Palace, Lecture 1 concludes.
Chapter 34, Zixiao Palace, Lecture 1 concludes.
Chapter 34: The lecture at Zixiao Palace concludes.
"Zhurong, tell me, is it because my teachings are impractical that you dislike listening to them so much?"
Hongjun asked loudly.
Hearing this from afar, Zhu Rong said, "Oh, you know, it really isn't practical. I just fell asleep, you know?"
Hongjun's face darkened. He took a deep breath and asked, "Fine, you tell me, which path is the most practical?"
"Is that even a question? Of course it's that..." Just as Zhu Rong was about to finish speaking, Di Jiang quickly raised his hand and covered his mouth.
Then Hongjun only heard Zhurong's mournful sound.
Dijiang transmitted his voice to Zhurong, saying, "That cannot be said. This matter concerns whether my Wu clan can unify the prehistoric world."
After all, it's a perfect method; the fewer people who know about it, the fewer competitors there are.
Hongjun is a sage. If he knew this, wouldn't he practice even faster?
Zhu Rong then understood what was meant, and immediately covered her mouth with one hand, afraid of saying it aloud.
"Please don't be offended, Dao Ancestor. My younger brother loves nothing more than sleeping and fighting. But I am different from him. I understand the principles of things. Actually, what you said is quite good, after all, I wasn't sleeping just now."
Dijiang spoke with a serious expression, his shoulders slightly shrugged, and his tone resolute.
Hongjun snorted coldly, then looked at Dijun and Taiyi.
Di Jun was already sitting upright on the purple futon, like a model student listening attentively to a lecture.
Taiyi was the same; the two sat side by side, their gazes filled with the admiration of students for their teacher…
Di Jun looked puzzled, then stood up, looked around the room, and said, "What happened? The Sage was just preaching, and I was so engrossed in the sermon that I was nodding and swaying my head, completely absorbed. I only just woke up from my reverie."
Taiyi was overjoyed. He rose, bowed to Hongjun, and said, "Thank you for your sermon, Sage. My magical power has improved once again!"
The two brothers looked delighted, stood up, and looked around the room.
However, they found that many powerful figures remained silent.
Di Jun and Tai Yi were speechless. These people were probably just naturally averse to smiling.
Hongjun shook his head slightly. The situation had changed, probably because of Rahu. How come the temperaments of these lords of the Great Calamity had also deviated?
The situation seems to be developing in a direction that is unfavorable to them...
What kind of outcome will it ultimately lead to?
So be it. He is the Dao Ancestor, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao. All problems are minor in front of him.
Hongjun sat down cross-legged, preparing to continue expounding on the Great Luo Dao.
But at that moment, his expression shifted, and he coldly shouted, "The secrets of the law must not be passed on to six ears!"
The vast holy sound instantly pierced through the endless chaos, transforming into overwhelming holy might that swept across the primordial world.
In the primordial eastern earth veins, inside a dilapidated and desolate cave, the cave was extremely simple, and on the table were a few low-grade spiritual fruits.
Clearly, any cultivator with even a little bit of skill would never live here.
At this moment, a little monkey was lying on the ground. It had six ears, golden fur all over its body, and two big, intelligent eyes filled with innocence and clarity.
It was pressing its two little paws to the ground, and its six ears were radiating spiritual energy ripples that swirled toward the sky, as if it were probing for something.
The little monkey has been in human form for ten thousand years, but due to the lack of cultivation techniques, it is currently only at the weak Xuanxian realm.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be a Xuanxian (a type of immortal), because his origins are very powerful; he was one of the four monkeys that emerged after the fall of the Chaos Demon Ape.
The Six-Eared Macaque is good at listening, discerning reason, knowing the past and the future, and understanding all things.
However, he lost part of his original essence when he transformed, so his realm after transformation was only that of a Xuanxian (Mysterious Immortal).
Furthermore, without a master or anyone to teach him the cultivation system, he remains only at the Xuanxian realm.
The Six-Eared Macaque dared not cause trouble and rarely went out. Recently, he learned that many cultivators were going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao, and he also wanted to go.
But amidst the chaos, fierce winds raged, and with his cultivation level, he simply couldn't overcome them.
That's why he eavesdropped on the Taoist patriarch's sermon.
At this moment, the Six-Eared Macaque suddenly heard the saying "The Dharma cannot be passed on to six ears," and panicked, quickly crawling under the bed.
He has the skill to conceal his presence, and he usually relies on this skill to avoid many cultivators who torture and kill monkeys.
But he was still filled with worry and fear, and he huddled under the bed, trembling uncontrollably.
At the same time!
Hongjun's holy might suddenly swept over, as if he had found Liu Er's hiding place.
In the void, that magical power so domineeringly caused Liu Er's cave to collapse.
The huge rock shattered and fell on Liu Er, the terrifying holy power suppressing him, causing blood to trickle from his eyes and nose.
"Little monkey was wrong, please forgive me, sage."
The six-eared macaque trembled and knelt down with a thud, its two small paws clasped together, its eyes filled with blood and tears, as it repeatedly bowed to the void.
At this moment, that boundless power dissipated.
The Six-Eared Macaque dragged his aching body away from the collapsed cave. He looked back at his home, now filled with dust, and remained silent for a long time, his eyes filled with even deeper mist.
I need to become stronger!
However, the Daoist patriarch said that the Dharma should not be passed on to six ears, so who would dare to take in such a monster in the future...?
As the sun set, Liu Er walked into the distance, his eyes gradually dimming.
Meanwhile, inside the Purple Cloud Palace.
All the cultivators in the primordial world were powerful beings. They suddenly sensed that the sage's anger seemed to be directed at a certain creature in the primordial world.
In an instant, countless powerful beings opened their divine eyes and saw a cute little monkey squatting by a stream in the primordial world. His bright eyes were reflected in the clear water, as was his furry face covered in dust. He cupped the clear water in his hands and drank it in big gulps.
When he saw the butterfly flying by, he got up and started chasing it. His joyful laughter seemed to help him temporarily forget his wounds.
"This monkey is so strange, it has six ears."
"Since it is the words of a sage that the Dharma should not be passed on to six ears, then it is certainly not possible to pass on the Dharma to him."
"Yes, what kind of person is the sage? If he says it is wrong, we certainly dare not disobey him."
"Absolutely! Absolutely!"
Among the powerful figures present, some were discussing the matter.
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he opened his Dharma Eyes and gazed at the Six-Eared Macaque in the prehistoric world, seemingly lost in thought.
Gradually, the voice of the Dao Ancestor resounded once again within the Zixiao Palace.
Three thousand years of preaching time have passed in the blink of an eye.
Hongjun suddenly felt a sense of relief!
During this period, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun and Taiyi did not cause any more trouble.
However, they didn't concentrate on listening to the sermon, and that contemptuous look appeared in their eyes time and time again.
Hongjun had wanted to kill them several times, but he held back each time. Now, he finally finished his sermon.
He stood up, revealing a rare smile, then exhaled a breath of stale air, not wanting to stay a second longer, and vanished instantly.
Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, only his voice remained.
"Three thousand years from now, I will begin expounding the path of Quasi-Saints. You may all return."
(End of this chapter)