Chapter 001: Pangu Opens Heaven and Changes Fate
I got up after more than 10 o'clock today and was busy with contract signing, so I sent it a bit late, forgive me everyone...
On this day, the profound and mysterious observation revealed countless phenomena. Beside the Qingxuan Daoist in a cyan robe, nine-colored gases swirled. In the void, a world was constantly evolving, being born, and destroyed. Countless high mountains, deep valleys, trees, flowers, rivers, lakes, pavilions, and towers rose from the ground, with wondrous craftsmanship. As the world was generated, Qingxuan transformed into a heavenly lord with a crown on his head, wearing court attire, embodying the true body of the mysterious Dao. The purple-gold auspicious appearance of the Tianzun Dharma sat upright on a nine-colored lotus throne, surrounded by nine-colored divine light, radiating boundless brilliance.
Above the crown of the head, a cloud sea of about one mu is blooming with five-colored light between the rolling and stretching of clouds. Ten thousand golden lamps shine brightly, illuminating everything, containing countless heavenly secrets. A wordless heavenly book of the Great Way's ultimate principle floats above it. Another extraordinary sight appears as if at any moment it will fall from the cloud sea, explaining one by one. Afterwards, only the original five-colored auras of red, yellow, crimson, blue and green are seen flowing continuously among the auspicious clouds, transforming into five people like sharp swords.
Among them, five people wore purple gold crowns, green wisteria crowns, water cloud crowns, nine flame crowns, and Hou Tu crowns. They wore purple gold ten thousand sword clothes, withered wood prosperity robes, blue ocean cloud water robes, fierce fire big red robes, and Taiji eight trigrams robes. They held sharp swords, willow branches, auspicious objects, treasure fans, and Buddhist flags. Their bodies were surrounded by either sword energy soaring into the sky, or withering changes, or water surging into the heavens, or red light overflowing everywhere, or perhaps just earth energy spreading all around. The five people's shadows appeared and disappeared, changing in many ways.
Xuanwei and Qingxuan saw the situation, each of them separated a pure yuanqi from their own Dao realm, which appeared above Wanjiansheng's head, with white waves crashing back and forth non-stop. With Wanjiansheng's help, a dazzling white light burst out behind him, shining brightly for thousands of miles. The other four people transformed into a sword light, responding to it. In an instant, the five heavenly light swords rose up, floating above Wanjiansheng's head. The colors of the five-colored sword light became more and more vibrant, more and more pure, suddenly bursting out in a brilliant light, merging into one body, transforming into a circle of light wheel. Inside the light wheel, a world of sword energy appeared, with Wanjiansheng floating inside, performing countless sword techniques, changing countless divine abilities. The sword energy was intertwined, life and death were on a thin line, appearing extremely mysterious, extremely mysterious!
Xuanwei nodded in satisfaction, saying: "Today, fellow Daoist has already achieved the perfection of the Five Elements of Qian, with essence and spirit converging, harmonizing Kan and Li, differentiating yin and yang. From now on, whether to separate or unite is all up to fellow Daoist's thoughts. The only thing I don't know is what fellow Daoist is called nowadays?"
That swordsman's cold eyes glanced at Xuanwei, and then saw Qingxuan also looking at him with a gentle expression. He said: "I am the master of the Five Elements' golden transformation - Wan Jian Sheng, manifesting and born, cultivating the sword path, mainly killing and beheading, naturally also known as Wan Jian Sheng."
"Now that the Five Elements have merged into one, separation and reunion are at will. My Qinghua world is basically perfect, and the Hongyun's Hongmeng Purple Qi has also fallen into our hands. According to legend, the last time the Hongjun Daozu lectured on the Dao, he would manifest the Heavenly Dao Law Wheel, which is our perfected Wuzi Tian Shu (Infinite Heavenly Book), helping Brother Xu Wei cut out the last corpse and seize the opportunity to complete the Hunyuan (Chaos). We cannot afford to be careless or slow, lest we miss this chance and Brother Xu Wei's day of enlightenment will be delayed by three Kalpas. By then, we won't have any advantage."
Xuan Wei and Wan Jian Sheng heard this, both replied in unison: "Good!"
Xuanwei looked at the two people in front of him and said, "In this way, today, the Mixed Yuan Great Dao is extremely difficult for us, and it's just a matter of taking the last step. Although we are still uncertain and unable to break through, everything is ready, only waiting for the east wind!" Xuanwei paused after saying this, then suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "It's here!!!"
"In the void, a series of 81 bell tolls resounded, like a mighty flood, unstoppable and sweeping across the vast expanse of the universe, in all directions. Regardless of where you are or what your cultivation is, your soul will be stirred by this bell sound, awakening from prolonged, timeless meditation. Yet, it won't startle you into madness, causing damage to your Dao heart, revealing the profound mystery of the Dao contained within the bell sound, which is not something ordinary immortals can comprehend."
"The third sermon has begun, and those who are destined to come forth!" For a moment, the voice came from an unknown place, and it was unclear how the voice disappeared. However, in the void, there was not even a ripple, and the spiritual energy did not move at all, making it mysterious and intangible. At the same time, it could be seen that the person who made the move had a high level of cultivation, with vast and profound divine powers, which were beyond one's own reach!
Qing Xuan heard the bell toll and was initially taken aback, then smiled wryly: "I didn't expect the Daozu to be so generous this time, but I don't know why?"
"Don't forget the Witch War era, many guests in the Purple Palace died. The first batch that can still survive until now is already quite good, this time it's probably for guiding new people." Xuan Wei replied with a sentence, then looked at Qing Xuan and didn't speak again, got up and walked out. Qing Xuan and Wan Jian Sheng saw the situation and turned into a green gas and a sword light that entered Xuan Wei's heavenly spirit.
After Xuanwei left, it didn't take long before he arrived in front of a purple palace. At this time, after Xuanwei's Dao line advanced further, he increasingly felt the thickening of the Heavenly Dao aura emanating from within the Purple Palace. Not only did it start to vaguely suppress his own divine thoughts, but also had an aura that made all living beings surrender, and at the same time, the Great Dao was unfolding, with the mysteries of life and death becoming even more elusive.
Xuanwei sighed secretly in his heart: "Indeed, the distance between us is getting closer and closer?" Xuanwei ignored the two children who were bowing and asking for permission at the door, and stepped into the grand hall. At this time, Sanqing and others had already sat down early, Xuanwei returned to the first seat in the second row, quietly waiting. After a while, all the powerful beings of Honghuang who should have come, came one after another. Those who didn't come were either returning to nature during the battle between witches and demons, or had already been reborn!
Suddenly, Xu Wei saw the earth goddess in a yellow palace dress, and his heart was moved. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "The wheel of fate is indeed unpredictable, and I'm afraid I'll have to make some calculations. Unfortunately, during the Great War between Wizards and Demons, the Earth Goddess was unable to leave the underworld, and could only watch as her brothers and sisters all fell in this great calamity, leaving her a lone survivor, which is truly pitiful!"
It turns out that the two Western sages, Xuanwei, also have a lot to consider. Thinking of this, Xuanwei carefully calculated and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, as if he had gained something. With a "thud", an old man in purple robes suddenly appeared on the high platform, without making a sound or moving his lips, and a rolling wave of sound swept over the crowd: "You all rise, the third lecture is about to begin!"
Xuanwei's pupils slightly opened, and the light on top flowed out in all directions. The wordless heavenly book seemed to appear and disappear, with sweat dripping down between his eyebrows like rain. In his heart, he secretly sighed: Daozu's magical powers are becoming more and more mysterious. Fortunately, at this time, no one paid attention to Xuanwei, and the only person who knew what Xuanwei had done, Daozu, just looked at him indifferently, and then directly began the final lecture of Zi Xiao Palace.
This time, the Daoist's lecture was different from the previous two. Only the jade plate on top of the Daoist's head, which emitted countless cold and clear starlights, appeared and disappeared. Sometimes it transformed into a jade wheel, sometimes it returned to its original form as a jade plate. During this transformation, the creative energy flowed freely, constantly changing and evolving, bringing about the blooming and withering of flowers, the rise and fall of fortunes, life and death, good and bad luck. The surrounding air was filled with auspicious clouds, and the atmosphere was constantly changing, profound and unfathomable. It allowed the listeners to scan back and forth with their minds, but even if they gained some insight, it would be like trying to grasp a handful of air - no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't capture it. Even if their energy surged up like a mighty storm, it would still be blocked by the Purple Heaven Palace's symbol array method, unable to escape the confines of their own bodies. It could only stir up ripples, like throwing a stone into a mirror-like lake, creating empty waves in the void. This is the profundity of the Purple Heaven Palace!
Above the crown of the head, three flowers gather at the top, and in the chest, five energies converge towards the origin. In the vast expanse of the cloudy sea, waves rise and fall, clouds roll and unfold, with five-colored lights hidden within. A wisp of clear energy is like a fish swimming freely in the cloudy sea. The brow center of Xuanwei shines even brighter, with a thread of jade-colored talisman appearing and disappearing, shining brightly. Countless great Dao scriptures revealed by the Dao ancestors flow into it like golden chains. In the midst of the celebratory clouds, a single book without words is constantly entwining and absorbing the surrounding threads of the heavenly Dao. As the book absorbs the Dao rhyme, it becomes increasingly pure. Finally, the cloud energy rapidly gathers, forming a cloud cluster. With a loud crash, the wordless heavenly book transforms into a ball of cloud energy, manifesting a young Daoist in the midst of the dawn light. A moment later, it transforms again into flowing clouds and misty lights, re-entering the celebratory clouds, appearing and disappearing. At this time, Xuanwei has already borrowed the last lecture from Hongjun Daozu, cutting out the third corpse, with his cultivation reaching the completion of the eighth heaven of Hunyuan, directly pursuing the ninth heaven of Hunyuan, already approaching the realm of Quan Sheng perfection, one step closer to the fruit of the Hunyuan Holy Dao!
The main content of Hong Jun's lecture this time involves the practice methods for achieving the tenth heaven and the mixed yuan eleventh heaven after becoming a quasi-saint. The way of quasi-sainthood is only slightly involved, so it can be seen that there are profound mysteries within. As Hong Jun's lecture becomes slower and more obscure, not only do the new-born Da Luo Xianjia fall asleep, but also many of the original three thousand purple palace guests do not understand. These Taoist sounds must be forcibly memorized and comprehended, otherwise, they will lead to fire entering the devil, damaging the soul, and collapsing the foundation of the Tao, making it difficult to make progress. In severe cases, the heart of the Tao will collapse, the yuan Shen will disperse, the physical body will disappear, and one will end up with a miserable fate of death and soul disappearance. Therefore, many powerful beings can only close their ears and not listen, and sort out the great Tao they originally comprehended.
Xuanwei's cultivation in this place is the highest value, although the discussion of opportunities and fortune may not be as good as the six people in front, but compared to the second row of people, it is much better. Moreover, there is a wordless heavenly book that continues to absorb the inscriptions of the great Tao's voice, although he himself has gained little, his harvest is three points stronger than the six people in front, making even Hongyuan Old Ancestor feel slightly surprised.
The sun rises and the moon sets, time flies, just when the three Qingxuan women, Nüwa, Zhēn, Tī, and seven others were about to enter a state of confusion, a loud lion's roar echoed in everyone's ears, resonating in their minds, causing everyone to suddenly wake up with a start. It was only then that they realized that the third lecture by Sword had unknowingly come to an end. Although seven people persisted until the very last moment, how much each of them could comprehend depended on their individual fortunes!
