Chapter 67: Dividing the Treasure

  Perhaps the gaze of the crowd had indeed infected Hongjun, as he suddenly threw out the purple energy and said: "This last strand of purple energy will depend on your luck; I must leave a thread of hope for you. Whoever gets it will be its owner."

  Everyone was overjoyed, but Zhuanti's face turned green with envy and he almost cried. Several of his disciples had obtained it, but not him, how could he not be conflicted? However, he suddenly noticed that those who directly obtained the purple energy were all people with positions, although it might be a coincidence, it was also possible that the founder of the sect had arranged it from the beginning. But this couldn't be blamed on Zhuang Xiong, and he could only think of a way himself.

  He turned his head to look at the purple energy, but saw that it had drifted and turned a corner, bypassing everyone, and actually merged directly into Hongyun's body. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he had originally planned that no matter who got it, with the help of his senior brother, he would risk being punished by the Daoist ancestor to grab it back. But since Hongyun yielded, if the seat was indeed related to the sacred position, then the purple energy should have been obtained by Hongyun, and his own brothers owed Hongyun a favor. Zhunti thought about the connection, but couldn't come up with a strategy for the time being.

  Hongyun obtained the purple energy, but was overjoyed and repeatedly said that it was a good reward for his own kindness to others. The crowd naturally knew what Hongyun meant by "kindness", and couldn't help but roll their eyes in secret, but this was the Zi Xiao Palace after all, so no one argued with him. In the end, every last thread of purple energy had been allocated, and the crowd could only stand silently.

  Zhun Ti's eyes rolled around, and he thought to himself: "Although I didn't get the purple energy, it's still good that I can get some other benefits." So he opened his mouth and complained: "Master, your disciple wasn't able to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Energy, and the path to becoming a saint is uncertain. Please grant me a few magical treasures to protect myself, so as not to lose face in front of Master."

  Zhuang Xiong sighed secretly, not knowing if everything was just a coincidence or Hong Jun's calculation. Hong Jun was about to merge with the Tao, and now was the best time to divide the sacred position and treasure. How did Emperor Jyun cooperate with Hong Jun so coincidentally? Was it that both of them were pawns, or was it Hong Jun's calculation? Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel secretly shocked, hoping that everything was just a coincidence. If even this could be calculated, then Hong Jun would truly be too terrifying.

  Hongjun nodded and said, "I will soon merge with the Tao. The magical treasures I collected in the past are of no use to me now, so I'll give them to you." He handed Laozi a scroll and said, "Laozi is a descendant of Pangu, my senior brother in our sect, who will take over the Xuanmen lineage. This is one of the three parts of the Taiji Diagram of Pangu's Axe, I'm giving it to you." Laozi hastily accepted it with gratitude.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but think through the dark passage: "This Pangu descendant is really easy to use, I wonder if Hong Jun's disciples will be just as easy to use in the future? I've also managed to get myself into the position of being one of Hong Jun's disciples, and my future achievements won't be bad either. But listening to Hong Jun's words, it seems like he said that there will be obstacles for me when I achieve enlightenment? Even with merits, purple energy, and all that, they can't help me? It still depends on myself? But what exactly is he talking about?"

  At this time, Hong Jun again separately bestowed the Pangu flag and the Jixian sword array on the two original Tongtians, gave Nüwa the Shanhe Sheji Tu, Xi Ran and the red thread ball, and stared at Zhuang Xiong in a daze.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but look at Hong Jun with a helpless expression, using his eyes to convey: "Boss, can you not do this? Why does everything have to come to a halt when it reaches me? What's the point of giving me a headache? Don't say no, or else people will get ideas under the watchful eyes of everyone. And don't mention that nonsense about settling accounts from before, that's just something for your disciples."

  Hong Jun glared at Zhuang Xiong and took out a small tower, saying: "Since you don't lack any magical artifacts, I'll give you the Hong Jun Golden Tower that I used when I was wandering in the primordial chaos to protect yourself. This treasure is quite compatible with your attributes."

  Zhuang Xiong was overjoyed when he heard that the treasure was actually named after Hong Jun himself, and hastily stepped forward to receive it, saying: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure upon me."

  Hongjun again bestowed the merit of guiding the golden lotus, and granted a root of blessing Buddha's pestle and a purple gold alms bowl, but did not continue to bestow, closed his eyes and meditated.

  The crowd in the Purple Mansion suddenly became clever, knowing that losing face was not important, and what mattered most was getting things done. They hurriedly cried out in unison: "Master, our cultivation is inferior, we also need a treasure to protect ourselves."

  Hong Jun sighed and said, "I still have some other treasures of inferior quality. You can find them at the Treasure Cliff outside the Zi Xuan Palace. You can go there to divide them among yourselves. There's no need for you to come back here again."

  At this time, it didn't matter whether they were disciples of Hong Jun or not, it was first come, first served. The crowd didn't care about their dignity and turned around to run outside. San Qing let out a cold snort and directly broke through the air, his speed naturally faster than ordinary people.

  Zhuang Xiong didn't rush, pulled up Nüwa and used his three-eyed six-eared divine power to see the direction clearly. He directly tore through space and arrived in front of them. This guy was also shameless. As soon as he landed, Zhuang Zhou and Cang Xiong had already appeared at Fen Bao Cliff, and unexpectedly, even Kong Xuan and four others were released, letting them choose their treasures.

  Nüwa, Zhuang Zhou and Kong Xuan jumped onto the Cliff of Divided Treasures to grab the Spirit Treasure. However, the giant bear did not move, staring with wide eyes for a moment before suddenly moving forward to start shifting the Cliff of Divided Treasures, intending to take away the entire cliff along with the Spirit Treasure on top.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This bear was indeed as he had said, not speaking a word, directly taking action, and once it took action, it was no ordinary thing. However, Zhuang Xiong suddenly thought that many seniors had mentioned before that this Fen Bao Cliff was also a treasure, perhaps it was the Qian Kun Ding. But the Qian Kun Ding was already in his own hands, so was this Fen Bao Cliff still a treasure? If it was a treasure, what else could it be?

  Zhuang Xiong's interest was suddenly piqued, and since he wasn't particularly lacking in spiritual treasures anyway, he casually placed a piece on the Treasure Distribution Cliff and used his spatial divine sense to collect them all. Then, he began to explore the Treasure Distribution Cliff.

  The aura of the treasure cliff was very obscure, it might be true that it was an impurity, or it might be a truly precious treasure. However, Zhuang Xiong instantly confirmed that it was the latter, because he felt a familiar Wu Tu aura inside, spatial aura, and even chaotic aura and a hint of spiritual energy from a magic treasure, but they were all very obscure and mixed up. If not for the fact that the auras contained within were the most familiar to him, even if one were to carefully ponder it for a thousand years, they would still be unable to discern anything unusual.

  Zhuang Xiong was just about to observe it carefully, but suddenly felt that someone had come over, and hastily stopped his research, pretending to look at Cang Xiong with a helpless expression.

  It just so happens that the three Qing are here, although they started a bit late, but in front of and behind Zixuan Palace, it's only a few steps away. With their cultivation, it's not too difficult to surpass naturally.

  San Qing naturally saw Cang Xiong's actions and Zhuang Xiong's helplessness, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He didn't say anything, but instead rushed up to the Treasure Cliff to start taking treasures. The Great Divine Technique was also not far behind, and everyone was breaking out in a cold sweat as they stared at Zhuang Xiong with strange eyes, yet no one said anything. They all rushed up to the Treasure Cliff to fight for the Spiritual Treasures.

  There were only so many spiritual treasures on the treasure cliff, how could they withstand a great god's plunder? In just an instant, they were all taken away, leaving nothing behind. Zhuang Xiong looked at Cang Xiong, who was still trying to move the treasure cliff, and couldn't help but have a headache. He knew that he himself had been after the treasure, but this foolish bear was purely trying to monopolize it. Now that the treasures were all gone, why was he still wasting his energy? Could it be that Cang Xiong could sense that this was a good treasure?

  Before long, after everyone took the treasure and left one by one, only Sanqing and a few others were still watching Zhang Xiong with schadenfreude. Nüwa couldn't help but call out to Zhang Xiong: "Dumb brother, tell him to stop. This is getting...

  Zhuang Xiong hurriedly smiled and said, "Nüwa's sister is right, but still don't call me Big Brother Stupid, it's easy to be taken advantage of by that dead bear, calling me Fifth Brother or Dao Wu Brother is fine."

  Nüwa said with a soft voice: "You are clearly the fifth junior brother, why do you want to be called Fifth Brother? You should first tell that stupid bear to stop."

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and turned to shout at Cang Xiong: "You stupid bear, what are you still doing? Haven't you seen that the spiritual treasure has already been taken away by someone else? You're just stubbornly competing with this broken stone, not even getting a single spiritual treasure, and yet you're still making a fool of yourself?"

  Cang Xiong stopped in his tracks and looked up, indeed the spiritual treasures on top were all gone. He couldn't help but scratch his head and laugh: "I was thinking of taking a few more, who knew this stone was too heavy, I couldn't even budge it." Of course, although Zhuang Xiong's smile used to be very silly and goofy, Cang Xiong's smile now looked very ferocious and ominous.

  Zhuang Xiong was enraged, stepped forward and used the Qian Kun fan to suck the entire Fen Bao Cliff into it. He shouted: "You fool, don't you know how to use a spiritual treasure to collect it? You like to compete with stones, I'll take you back and let you compete enough. If you don't move ten or eight times a day, see how I'll punish you."

  "Alright, alright, I know, I won't do it again. Can we just stop being so cruel?"

  Zhuang Xiong's anger grew even stronger, and he shouted: "Look at you, you're so embarrassing, now go in and move for me!" As he spoke, he didn't care about Xiong's reaction at all, and directly sucked him into the Qiankun fan. The only sound left in the air was Xiong's grievances: "Boss, I'm a bear originally, ...................."

  Everyone couldn't help but stare at Da Han, this silly bear, how could he still seem a bit dazed after beheading the corpse?

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile awkwardly at the few people, and said: "We'd better hurry up to see our teacher. Our teacher is about to merge with the Tao. After this, who knows when we'll meet again? It's better to go take a look and see if our teacher has any other instructions."

  Nüwa thought for a moment and said, "Yes, the teacher taught us for 9,000 years and sent us on the path to becoming saints. It's time for us to bid farewell to the teacher and thank him again."

  Laozi's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness as he looked at Zhuang Xiong and said, "Zhuang Xiong, you're not being very honest, are you? That treasure map seems to be hiding something. And this matter of going back to see the teacher, it doesn't seem like there's just one reason for it either. If you have a lot on your mind, that's fine, but take a look at who's present right now. Do you still need to hide things?"

  Zhuang looked back, and couldn't help but break a cold sweat. The Three Pure Ones didn't need to be mentioned, having interacted with them for tens of thousands of years, especially Tongtian, who could be considered an acquaintance. As for Zhenyuanzi, this old good man, he really couldn't bear to deceive him. And as for Nüwa and Fuxi, one was his predestined wife, while the other was his future big brother-in-law. Everyone behind him were his maidservants and attendants, truly not a single outsider among them.

  Zhuang Xiong chuckled twice and said, "As for that treasure peak, I haven't figured out what kind of treasure it is either. However, among them are earth-based spiritual powers, spatial spiritual powers, and primordial spiritual powers. Most importantly, there's also a hint of the spiritual nature of a magical artifact. It should be a treasure, but you guys came too quickly, and I didn't get to see clearly. This isn't the time for viewing anyway."

  "Doesn't it make sense to go back and find a teacher now? But you, silly bear, have so many ideas."

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