Chapter 22: Two New Pupils

  The Zixiao Palace fell into a moment of tranquility, and it was only then that Hongjun appeared.

  Only a plain old man suddenly appeared in front of everyone, but no one noticed how he appeared, as if he had been there all along. Emperor Jiang sighed in his heart, this Hong Jun's cultivation is getting higher and higher, remembering the first time he saw him was also an ordinary image, but it didn't blend into nature like now.

  Hong Jun looked at the crowd, saw Emperor Jiang Kun Peng sitting on the fourth and fifth futon, while the sixth futon was empty, couldn't help but frown, counted with his fingers, counted again and looked at Emperor Jiang, then frowned again, and counted again, as if there was a very suspicious thing, but always couldn't figure it out.

  At this time, the edge of the quilt was no longer anxious, and Hong Jun had calculated for half a day without result. He thought that Hong Jun wanted to know what had happened earlier, so he immediately fell to the ground, interrupting Hong Jun's calculation, and burst into tears. "Daozu, this sixth cushion was originally mine to sit on, but I was bullied by Emperor Jiang and his gang, and didn't dare to sit again. Especially Emperor Jiang, who actually disregarded the fact that this is a sacred Daoist temple, and injured me and my fellow Daoist brother with his attack. Daozu must do justice for me!"

  "Alright, stop acting like a daughter. I already know what happened earlier. You just get up and wait for now, there will be arrangements later." Hong Jun waved his hand, not allowing Zhen Ti to speak anymore. Zhen Ti didn't dare disobey and quietly stood aside.

  Hongjun finally looked at Emperor Jiang on the side, seeing his face still calm and composed, couldn't help but feel some admiration. "Emperor Jiang, it's been many years since we last met, you're still as carefree as ever."

  Di Jiang was shocked by these words, could Hong Jun really be planning to make things difficult for him? Wasn't he always pursuing his goals with ease and simplicity? Besides, Di Jiang thought to himself that he hadn't done anything too excessive. In his heart, he truly believed that what he had done wasn't over the line - after all, he had only landed a few punches on Accurately and they had surrendered, so he had magnanimously stopped.

  Compared to Emperor Jiang, the other cultivators in the Purple Mansion were even more surprised. It turned out that Emperor Jiang and Daozu had known each other for a long time, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant, and could make Daozu call him "fellow daoist". His strength was naturally not weak, and it would be better not to provoke him in the future. As for Zhunti, his expression seemed very unnatural as he introduced the two of them. He had a bitter face, while Zhunti quietly pulled at his sleeve, hinting that maybe they should make a run for it.

  "The founder's words are heavy, and everything Emperor Jiang does is done for a reason, he doesn't dare act rashly."

  "Emperor Jiang, don't worry. Back then, you killed Zhu Long to resolve the karma, and now that you've taken action against these people, it's because they oppressed Kun Peng first. I won't hold you accountable for this." Hong Jun said calmly, but his words stirred up a storm of shock and surprise in the hearts of the cultivators below him.

  This is the ancestor of the ancient dragon tribe, one of the three giants of the Primordial Chaos, the Candle Dragon, who was actually killed by Emperor Jiang in front of him. Legend has it that the Candle Dragon had a cultivation base at the quasi-Saint level, and yet Emperor Jiang was able to behead him. If someone else said this, these cultivators would only take it as a joke, but when the Dao Ancestor himself says it, they can't help but believe it.

  Kunlun Sanqing, Fuxi Niuwu, Hongyun Minghe and others were all shocked, their eyes on Emperor Jiang were different. At this time, the Leiyu Xianzi in the corner was worried, thinking that he was so strong, how could I kill him? And on the other side, Zhunti Jieyin retreated with a defeated heart.

  "You actually have a primordial spirit?" Seeing Emperor Jiang hadn't responded yet, Hong Jun couldn't help but ask another question.

  Di Jiang nodded, "Back then, due to a lucky coincidence, I was able to cultivate out my Yuan Shen."

  Hong Jun looked at Di Jiang and thought for a moment before saying: "Are you truly willing to enter the Mystic Gate by sitting on this futon?"

  Di Jiang was overjoyed when he heard this and thought: Is Hong Jun asking me this because he intends to yield the position of Zun Sheng to me?

  "Although Di Jiang is from the Wu tribe, he is willing to listen to Xuan Men."

  Hong Jun nodded, waved his hand, and two more meditation mats appeared beside him. Before Emperor Jiang could figure out what he was doing, Dao Zu said, "In that case, you and Kun Peng can sit here."

  Di Jiang was taken aback and sat down. Was that the sacred seat? Looking at Hong Jun's expression, he couldn't help but object, so he pulled Kun Peng to sit on the two cushions next to Hong Jun with a sigh. However, this made everyone envy them, as those two positions were closest to Hong Jun, and the effect of listening to the Tao was naturally the best.

  "Wow, Big Brother is really impressive! The Taoist founder even specially set up two new seats for him to sit on." Gong Gong said happily on the side, but didn't know that Emperor Jiang was feeling extremely depressed in his heart. The sacred seat, ah, the sacred seat, it's slipping away from my hands like this.

  Emperor Jiang Kunpeng moved his position, and three of the six meditation mats were immediately vacated. Only then did Hong Jun continue to say: "Nüwa, please sit on the fourth mat."

  Nüwa heard her ancestor call out to her, looking surprised but also fearful as she glanced at Emperor Jiang. This couch had just been his seat, and she worried that he might cause trouble for her afterwards. Then she thought that since he already had a new place to sit, he probably wouldn't mind. Only then did she slowly walk forward and sit down on the fourth couch. Poor Emperor Jiang was now seen as a narrow-minded, vengeful, and ruthless person.

  Hongjun looked at the two of them standing awkwardly to the side, and let out a sigh. "You two are from the Western Regions, but you also have some karma with me. Just sit on the last two cushions, and consider this matter settled."

  Zhun Ti was overjoyed and sat down, having long guessed that this cushion had some great significance. Now that his wish had been fulfilled, he felt extremely pleased, and even the matter of Di Jiang beating them up was largely forgotten.

  "From now on, listen and sit in your current position, do not change it arbitrarily." The Taoist ancestor said calmly after seeing everyone settle down. Everyone did not dare to disobey.

  "I will speak a total of three times, each time for one thousand years, totaling three thousand years. You must listen carefully." The Daozu finished speaking and began to lecture, but this time he spoke about the Golden Immortal Dao, specifically teaching the methods from Tianxian cultivation to Daluo Jinxian. For the Sanqing who had already attained Daluo Jinxian, there was not much gain.

  But Di Jiang was listening very seriously, although the Taoist ancestor was talking about something very basic, it actually included the three thousand great ways of the universe. Di Jiang unknowingly sank into it, and his own physical body's understanding of spatial laws began to verify one by one with the Taoist ancestor's words. Finally, the spatial law also left an imprint on his primordial spirit. At the same time, Di Jiang also started to borrow the great way taught by the Taoist ancestor to perfect his own Hunyuan Qinglian Jue. The practice method of Hunyuan Qinglian Jue became more and more gentle, and began to mix in some spatial laws that Di Jiang himself had understood. Although the quality became more and more perfect, it was actually getting farther and farther away from the true Hunyuan Qinglian Jue. However, Di Jiang didn't mind, after all, Hunyuan Qinglian Jue was Pangu's self-enlightened practice method most suitable for himself, but it doesn't mean it's also the most suitable for Di Jiang. Otherwise, Sanqing wouldn't have abandoned Hunyuan Qinglian Jue to practice Taicheng, Yuqing, and Shangqing Xianjue taught by Hongyuan.

  Di Jiang was the same, if he could create a high-quality skill by drawing on the Chaos Qinglian Jue, it would definitely be more suitable for himself than the most authentic version of the Chaos Qinglian Jue.

  Emperor Jiang's mind was constantly deducing new techniques, and suddenly a chapter on cultivating spatial laws took shape, incorporating the primordial spirit techniques of the other three thousand great paths. Emperor Jiang listened to Hong Jun's great path, continuously perfecting and supplementing it.

  At this time, it can be found that among the cultivators who reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal, Emperor Jiang listened most seriously, followed by Jie Yin Zhu Ti, and the eleven other ancestral witches were the least serious. People like Gong Gong Zhu Rong had already closed their eyes, as if they were asleep.