Chapter 66: The Sacred Position

  Hong Jun seemed to have not seen the movement below, but only glanced at him lightly and said: "I see that your three corpses are already formed, yet you have not beheaded them. Could it be that you think my Three Corpses' method is inferior and want to take the path of proving the Dao with force?"

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly, knowing that Hong Jun was being deliberate. He thought to himself: "I want to achieve enlightenment through my own efforts, but it's a thousand times more difficult than for others. Achieving enlightenment through merit is even more impossible. Even the Heavenly Merit can't protect me, so where would I get enough merit to achieve enlightenment? Can't just go and snatch Nuwa's sister's merit, right? Besides, there's almost no way to achieve enlightenment except through the Three Corpses... You must be doing this on purpose, knowing full well that it's impossible for me."

  But at this time, Zhuang Xiong did not dare to provoke Hong Jun, and hurriedly said: "Master, where are you talking about? At that time, Master was just getting to the wonderful part of the lecture. I was afraid that beheading the corpse would affect others listening to the Tao, fearing that Master would not like it, so I tried my best to suppress it. This thought is indeed difficult to obtain, please Master understand."

  Zhuang Xiong finished speaking and wanted to take out the two corpses of good and evil. After all, his two corpses had long been able to be cut out, but they were connected by a thread. At this time, he only needed to pinch off that thread, and he could calmly cut out the two corpses. However, thinking about the unreliable nature of the two corpses, everyone was now watching him, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

  Zhuang Xiong hesitated, and Nüwa hastily pinched him again. Only then did Zhuang Xiong come to his senses, realizing that it was already too late, and he had no choice but to reluctantly wave his hand, releasing the two corpses of good and evil.

  Zhuang Zhou seemed to still be asleep, and when he appeared, he almost fell over. He looked around blankly for a while, then suddenly saw Zhuang Xiong and couldn't help but shout: "Didn't you say not to look for me if nothing's wrong? And even if something is wrong, looking for me won't do any good! Why did you still call me out?"

  That vicious bear, however, first swept its gaze around the surroundings, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it growled: "Needless to say, of course the boss is surrounded and seeking our help. Look at these guys' cultivation - they're not bad at all. Even if we have the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa helping us out, we'll still be standing on unshakeable ground from the very beginning. But wanting to kill them off would still be quite a hassle. Having more people to pad our numbers is always better."

  Everyone secretly wiped away a cold sweat, and they were really afraid that the infamous fool of Honghuang would take action. But Sanqing Niwa had a face full of black lines, Zhuang Xiong seemed to have already known this result, and as soon as he released the two corpses, he directly covered his face and squatted down, and was really too ashamed to see anyone.

  At this time, Zhuang Zhou seemed to have sobered up a lot and somewhat understood the situation. He looked at the silly-looking Cang Xiong and weakly asked: "Do you want to kill this one too? It seems that we can't beat him?" Everyone involuntarily rolled their eyes, and Shan Shi pointed directly at Hong Jun. This time even Hong Jun couldn't help but have a black line on his head.

  "Who cares which one, anyone who dares to provoke the boss will be killed. If you can't beat them, there's still the boss, and if the boss can't do it, there's still San Qing Nüwa. We have many people and friends." At this time, Cang Xiong turned around and saw that Zhuang Zhou was pointing at Hong Jun, and he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Suddenly, he became furious and shouted: "You dead Zhuang Zhou, are you playing me? You see the situation clearly but don't tell me, who do you want to harm? Is Hong Jun someone you can kill at will?"

  Zhuang Xiong had not lifted his head, but upon hearing this, he involuntarily cried out "it's bad" and hastily raised his head to look at the situation. He happened to meet Hong Jun's face, which was covered with a dense network of black lines, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly. Turning back, he was about to get angry.

  Zhuang Zhou quickly retreated to the Purple Mansion, lying down on the jade flower and pretending to sleep. Xiong Hou was a step slower, seeing Zhuang Zhou staring at him with an evil gaze, he hastily stopped in his tracks and awkwardly smiled: "Boss, this really isn't my fault, it's all because of Zhuang Zhou's mischief. I was just deceived by him."

  Zhuang Xiong was furious and scolded, "You still dare to say it's not your fault? You stupid fool, you're even being bullied by a good corpse! What kind of evil corpse are you if you can't even protect yourself? What's the point of staying in the Hong Huang realm? I think you should just go back and hide as a little white rabbit. I don't think you'll be of any help here, even a vegetable stem is stronger than you, an evil corpse. From now on, just stay hidden in the Zi Fu."

  In the same Zixuan Palace, Yuegong Xihe and Changxi couldn't help but roll their eyes, thinking to themselves: "What's wrong with the rabbit? The rabbit didn't provoke you. Why compare the rabbit to that fool?" However, given Zhuang Xiong's cultivation and aura, the two of them only dared to complain silently in their hearts.

  At this time, Xiong was scolded by Zhuang Xiong and muttered: "I'm not just one step slower than that guy Zhuang Zhou? Stupid isn't my fault, it's inherited from you."

  Zhuang Xiong was drenched in sweat, and he quickly put away the bear. He carefully looked around, but saw that everyone was trying to hold back their laughter, even Hong Jun's mustache was slightly trembling. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but want to cry, pitifully looking at Hong Jun. Since he had already lost face, he might as well get some benefits out of it first.

  Hong Jun adjusted his expression and calmly said, "So that's how it is. Since you respect your master and the Tao, I was wrong to suspect you. You will be my fifth disciple. As soon as Old Peng arrives, I will confer upon you a title: Dao Wu Tian Zun. Your original name has already been given to Evil Corpse, so from now on, you can also be called Dao Wu."

  Zhuang Xiong still looked embarrassed, glanced at Nüwa, then at Hong Jun, with a look that seemed to say he had something to say. Hong Jun let out a cold snort and said, "Do you have any other questions?"

  Zhuang Xiong said: "Why is it the fifth disciple, can't we swap with Nüwa's sister? You see, I call her Nüwa's sister, but she is actually the fifth disciple. Am I going to have to call Nüwa's sister Fourth Master in the future?" The Three Pure Ones, Town Yuanzi Fuxi and others naturally knew Zhuang Xiong's thoughts and couldn't help but stifle their laughter. Nüwa's face turned red with embarrassment.

  "Hong Jun coldly snorted: 'That's only natural, who told you to be so clever and not cut off the corpse? The seating arrangement has already been decided, how can it be easily changed? Don't hurry up and sit down? Do others have any other questions, just go ahead and ask.'"

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but sigh, and could only sit down dejectedly.

  That Zhun Ti, however, became even more sullen when he saw his own Master's brother, but did not step forward to contend. He too was anxious and, with a determined heart, rushed to the front and cried: "Master, after experiencing the great war of the three tribes in the Western Regions, all spiritual veins were destroyed. My brother and I have come from afar in the Western Regions solely to seek a clear path for the living beings of the Western Regions. Master has also been to the Western Regions and should know its hardships. We still need Master's protection, we hope Master will accept my brothers as disciples."

  Hong Jun's brow furrowed, and he said, "The destruction of the Western Spiritual Pulse was partly my fault. However, since our master-disciple bond is shallow, let us just be nominal disciples to each other."

  Zhun Ti's wailing changed to sobbing, and he hastily pulled Xi Tong along to bow and thank him.

  The eyes of the people in the Purple Mansion naturally lit up, and they saw that it was accurate to cry out a named disciple. They all knelt down and exclaimed: "We also need Master's protection, please take us under your wing, even if we are just named disciples."

  Hong Jun's face turned black, and he said: "I am the heavenly way to execute the teachings, all things have a fixed number, but I can no longer accept disciples."

  Everyone saw that Hong Jun was really going to get angry, so they had no choice but to stand up again and didn't dare mention it anymore.

  Di Jun, however, heard a different tone and asked: "Teacher, since all things have their fixed numbers, I wonder if the number of saints is also fixed? You've been teaching for 9,000 years and understand our talents, determination, wisdom, and nature very well. Do you know who can become a saint?"

  Hong Jun said, "Under the Heavenly Way, nine is the ultimate number, so there can't be more than nine saints. However, my sect should have seven saints to help me manage the Heavenly Way." After Hong Jun finished speaking, he couldn't help but let out a sigh and stretched out his right palm. On it appeared nine strands of Hong Meng purple energy floating and emitting an aura of mysterious and profound Dao. Hong Jun stared at the seven strands of purple energy and began pondering something.

  Hongjun's words came out, but it really was a matter of opinion. Emperor Jun thought first that since there were nine holy positions and Hongjun had seven under him, then it was likely true that he could become a saint by ruling over the Primordial Chaos.

  Zhuang Xiong, however, noticed the four words "under the Heavenly Way" and thought to himself: "Under the Heavenly Way, there are nine sacred positions, but outside of it, there is no restriction. The Hongmeng Purple Qi is probably a permit from the Heavenly Way, with which one can become a saint under the Heavenly Way, while without it, one can only go to the Primordial Chaos. Yang Mei probably knew that Hong Jun had his own plans and wouldn't give him the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so he went directly to the Primordial Chaos to become a saint. But I don't know how Hong Jun will allocate this time, earlier when waiting for the accurate beheading of the corpse to end the lecture, it was really worrying."

  Hong Jun pondered for a moment, and everyone could feel the aura of the Tao on the purple energy, knowing it was a good treasure that would be very helpful in understanding the Tao. They were all interested in the purple energy, but Tong Tian was the first to ask: "I wonder what is in your hand, Master? What is its function?"

  Hong Jun came back to his senses, first staring fiercely at Zhuang Xiong, who was somewhat perplexed and wondering. Just then, Hong Jun spoke up: "This object is the Hong Meng Purple Energy, which can communicate with the Heavenly Way. If you obtain it and cultivate diligently, you will surely become a saint. I am about to merge with the Dao, leaving it behind would be useless, so I'll give it to my disciples to help them on their way. You too can quickly become saints and assist me in managing the Heavenly Way."

  Everyone stared at Hong Jun and the purple energy in his hand with eager faces, but Hong Jun didn't even lift his head, saying: "The Three Purities are descendants of Pangu, and have great merit for receiving Pangu's remaining aura. They can become saints." As he spoke, he divided the three-day purple energy into the Three Purities' bodies, which automatically merged with their primordial spirits. The Three Purities thanked him hastily.

  Hongjun said, "Nüwa's thoughts are simple and pure, and there is also a protector of the Tao. In the future, I'm afraid she will have great virtues to accomplish and can become a saint." As he spoke, he gave Nüwa another strand of Hongmeng purple energy. Nüwa couldn't help but think of the protector of the Tao, and it was clear that Hongjun was referring to Zhuang Xiong. Her face turned red as she thanked him with a bow.

  Hong Jun let out a faint sigh, glanced at Zhuang Xiong again, and saw that Zhuang Xiong had already started rolling his eyes. He then tossed a purple energy strip to Zhuang Xiong and said: "Your connection with the Foot Machine is deep enough; you don't need this thing. What's holding you back from becoming a saint isn't this object either. It's up to you, but I'll give it to you anyway, so you won't say that I'm being stingy later."

  Zhuang Xiong bowed his head respectfully and thanked him, but couldn't help rolling his eyes.

  Hongjun had already given it to Zhuang Xiong, so he didn't bother with him anymore. He threw another one at Jieyin and said: "Jieyin has great willpower, transforms the Western masses, has great compassion, and can become a saint." Jieyin also thanked him in a hurry.

  Everyone who has seen the purple energy is a disciple of Hong Jun, and now that they have all been given it except for one last Zhu Ti, everyone knows there's no hope left, yet they still can't help but gaze at Hong Jun with longing eyes, hoping for a miracle to happen.

  Hong Jun stared at the purple gas in his hand for a long time, seemingly unable to make up his mind. Quan Ti, on the other hand, was so anxious that he almost rushed over to grab it.