Chapter Thirty-Five: Floating in the Purple Mist Palace

  The Taoist ancestor sat on a futon above, and the palace below had a purple dragon naturally also having a futon, of course, inside there was no such good thing as Hongmeng Purple Qi.

  The four avatars sat cross-legged in a square, fiercely absorbing the rich pre-heavenly spiritual energy within the Purple Mansion. They were recovering from their injuries. It's worth noting that after the Great Desolation, it was extremely difficult to find such pure pre-heavenly spiritual energy again. The Ancestor's Purple Mansion was truly a treasure trove!

  Of course, the prince also saw that Daozu didn't mind this spiritual energy, so he let go of his belly and sucked hard. Otherwise, even if he lent him a bit of courage, he wouldn't dare to touch this old Daoist's things!

  "Hmm, Master Ancestor, you've called your disciple over, is there something you want to entrust us with?" Seeing Hong Jun not speaking, Zhang Zilong could only start the conversation.

  The ancestor was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhang Zilong with a faint gaze, and after a long deliberation, he said: "Do you have the Great Dao Stone in your hand?"

  Zhang Zilong was shocked, he had the Great Dao certificate in his hand, this was one of the secrets he least wanted others to know at present, of course, another one was the secret of him crossing over.

  In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The Taoist asked himself what the reason was. Was it to rob him of his Great Dao stone? Or did he think that wanting to break open the Heavenly Way and obtain the Great Dao was an act against heaven?

  The ancestor of the Tao saw Zhang Zilong nervous and actually smiled: "You don't have to be so panicked, Master, I won't take your Big Way Stone."

  Zhang Zilong's face turned red upon hearing this, his sharp ears picked up the words of Hong Jun, who referred to himself as "Shi Zu", which means that the person sitting in front of him was not some kind of Heavenly Avatar, but the real and true Xuanmen Daozu Hong Jun Daoren!

  "Heh heh, I'll report to the ancestors: coincidentally, my disciple obtained this Great Dao Stone from a secret realm." Since his own master had said so, the prince didn't pretend anymore and directly took out the Great Dao Stone from his bosom. The Purple Cloud Palace was suddenly filled with brilliant light.

  But leaving the Honghuang world, the Great Dao stone can directly communicate with the Great Dao, and the hidden power naturally appears.

  Hong Jun's hand made a single gesture, and the Great Way Stone immediately left Zhang Zilong, flying directly into his hand.

  Zhang Zilong sat quietly below the hall, without any reaction. What's the joke? Even if he wanted to, what could he do? He also said that his ancestors wouldn't deceive a junior like him, and if they wanted something, they would just take it directly, why bother with such trouble.

  After a few minutes, Daozu let out a soft sigh: "Indeed it's a Great Dao Stone, and one that contains the Emperor's Law within. I suppose that little girl Song Lan is with you too?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, a small snake crawled out of Zhang Zilong's sleeve and stared at Hong Jun with its bewildered big eyes.

  Hong Jun chuckled and smiled, without any movement, a pool of clear spring water appeared behind him. Upon closer inspection, it was filled to the brim with primordial spiritual energy! To think that every drop of this liquid spiritual energy possessed boundless magical power, a whole pool of it was truly terrifying!

  Anyway, the crown prince was drooling, and it's likely that only he in the vast wilderness has such a generous hand. In fact, it's not hard to understand. When the Taoist ancestor distributed his treasures, he didn't hesitate to give even the most precious treasure to his own disciple. It can be imagined how rich this big BOSS of the vast wilderness is!

  "When I heard that you were taken away by the demon, I regretted it for a long time. Now, although your mind is completely lost, you can escape the great calamity of heaven and earth, and it's not bad to consider it as a blessing. Go to the spiritual pool to wash away the impurities on your body and return to your origin!" After saying that, she lightly swept her sleeve towards Song Lan, and the small snake disappeared into the Zixiao Palace. Looking again, Zhang Zi Long almost vomited blood - this girl was actually swimming happily in the spiritual pool!

  Envy jealousy resentment!!!

  Staring blankly at his own master, he didn't need to guess that the young master felt a bit dirty too and wanted to take a bath.

  "Uh... Master, I suddenly feel like there's some dust on me that hasn't been cleaned off. It wouldn't be proper for you to sit and listen to the Dao with me in this state... Shouldn't I go take a bath or something?" As he spoke, his hands involuntarily rubbed against each other.

  Bang!

  "Ah yo!"

  Zhang Zilong was caught off guard and was hit on the head by a wooden board. Knowing it was his master punishing him, he stuck out his tongue and never dared to be presumptuous again.

  "You lazy good-for-nothing, only knowing how to take shortcuts! I don't know how someone as proper and rule-abiding as your master could have taught a disciple like you!" Daozu looked at Zhang Zilong with exasperation. Did he think the Spirit Pool was something that just anyone could wash in? Gong Lan had the foundation of the Chaotic Demon God, and even she only went to exchange her blood to wash away the evil energy on her body. As for Zhang Zilong, if he tried to wash in it, he'd probably be torn apart the moment he entered!

  The prince smiled and said "I dare not" several times as he rubbed his battered head.

  In the next few days, Zhang Zilong stayed in the Purple Cloud Palace. The Taoist ancestor told him many secrets for some reason, of course, many of which he already knew from Song Lian's primordial spirit, and some were unknown to himself.

  It is said that in the year of the great calamity, many demons escaped from Pangu's pursuit and survived. Some lost their memory and became foolish like Song Lan. There were also a few extremely powerful demons who opened up the sky and earth but did not die.

  Chen Xi was one of them, but with a body at the Tian Dao level, he only barely reached the level of a Saint.

  Moreover, as mentioned earlier, these demon gods have more or less hatred towards Pangu, and by extension, they don't have much good feelings towards the vast world of Honghuang either, always plotting against the heavens of Honghuang.

  Alas, the vast and desolate world is infinitely more powerful than their own, so the demon gods can only constantly transfer the causal forces of their own world to the desolate land, just like rivers and lakes discharge polluted water into the ocean.

  What Zhang Zilong never expected was that the birth of the Honghuang Liangjie was related to the actions of these demon gods for about half of the reason!

  As for the purpose, it goes without saying that it is to limit the number of powerful beings in the vast and chaotic world! To prepare for the infinite invasion from afar. Zhang Zilong asked in confusion, "If you knew, why didn't you stop it?" The Daoist replied with a sentence: "Can you stop the rivers from flowing into the sea?"

  Indeed, these worlds are all built around the Honghuang Great World, and it can be said that the Honghuang world is a core. Although the Daozu is powerful, if he goes to other demon gods' great worlds, he may at most fight them to a draw. Helpless, he can only watch as the Honghuang calamity erupts again and again.

  When it comes to the catastrophe of quantity, the Taoist ancestor looks at the prince with a profound meaning. Originally, the catastrophe of quantity is approaching, and the three religions are the main characters, but they have been changed by the prince's wings. The main hatred target of the Jade Emperor is no longer the Yan religion, but the Western religion! This is indeed intriguing, and it really makes the Taoist ancestor headache about how to arrange the Western religion in the catastrophe of quantity.

  Zhang Zilong has no regrets about what he did, and his motto is "die for friends, not die for wealth". Your Western sect wants to reap the benefits without doing anything? No way!

  The last thing is about the three treasures of the Crown Prince, the Great Way Stone, the God-Killing Spear, and that pair of bright silver wings - Fang Cun.

  The Great Dao Stone, no need to say more, contains the Emperor's Respect for the Great Dao Law. According to Hong Jun Lao Zu's words, it is a very powerful law, which has some similarities with his family's original Supreme Way. Moreover, Hong Jun also helped Zhang Zilong sort out a powerful combination array from it - the Emperor's Array. As the name suggests, gathering the three realms of heaven, earth, and man, with Zhang Zilong's main deity as the core, can make him unbeatable at the same level and undefeated when surpassing levels! It's simply tailor-made for Zhang Zilong! The Purple Wei Heavenly Emperor, the Ye Du Ghost Emperor, and the Xuan Yuan Human Emperor - aren't these the three emperors of heaven, earth, and man? Ah, when Taizi first saw this array, he had an urge to rush up and kowtow to the old Daoist! Its sharpness is almost on par with Shifu Tong Tian's Exterminating Immortal Sword Array! The most precious thing is that it suits him perfectly!

  Regicide Gun, Zhang Zilong had once sought Hong Jun's help to repair the Regicide Gun, allowing this gun that had always followed him and established meritorious service to return to its original state as a pre-heavenly treasure. However, Hong Jun said that the Regicide Gun had lost a part of its origin, and he was unable to repair it. As for where that origin was, whether or not it could be retrieved, it all depended on Zhang Zilong's luck.

  The last one was the new Fahbao Fangcun, this name really made Zhang Zilong tangled for a while, and that unscrupulous monkey wasn't cultivating in Fangcun Mountain?

  However, this square inch is not that square inch. The divine wings of the square inch refer to the speed of these two wings, which are majestic and domineering. Even if a saint doesn't teleport, it's hard to catch up with him. If it's in a place like Chaos where even saints can't teleport, this young master can even circle around the saint, and the saint can't do anything about it! It's really true that in the vast world, there is only one square inch between them! Good treasure, good name! Hong Jun also greatly praised these wings. In those days, the old demon Ming Tuo relied on them to commit crimes in the chaotic world where strong people were like clouds...

  After handing over all of this, the Taoist patriarch no longer kept Zhang Zilong at the Purple Mist Palace making a racket, and directly said: "Go, cultivate well." He didn't pay attention to the prince anymore, leaving behind the four great avatars and Ge Lan, continuing to recover from injuries in the Purple Mist Palace. As for the prince, he could only leave the Purple Mist Palace with infinite resentment.

  So on the way from Zixuan Palace to Hongyuan World, someone's incessant muttering can be heard: "Deadbeat Shizu, haven't you given your precious disciple a treasure yet..." How could this guy forget that Hongjun painstakingly helped him tidy up that set of Imperial Array Methods? But what exactly did he mean by the last sentence, "Good luck with your cultivation"? It seems Daozu has an ulterior motive. Alas, it's most frustrating to deal with such roundabout and ambiguous communication, but unfortunately, people in Hongyuan love speaking like this.

  Suddenly, it seems that every awesome character, when making an appearance, likes to recite a poem, and they're all long and smelly classical Chinese texts. Thinking of this, the prince was shocked: "…they're all so unmanly, each one is shamelessly skilled at being unmanly!"

  Of course, he just muttered to himself, otherwise his own master would have cut him down with a Pan Gu fan and he would have gone to accompany the capital of Ye.