Chapter 578 Talking and laughing, then launching a group attack.
"This sermon is now concluded..."
Zheng Fa didn't know how much time had passed before he heard Daoist Hongjun's last words of sermon. When he looked up, he saw Daoist Hongjun's figure disappear into nothingness and vanish directly from the Purple Cloud Palace.
The three thousand listeners below the stage bowed deeply on their prayer cushions, expressing their gratitude.
Zheng Fa saw Daoist Hongjun off, but did not get up. He simply sat on the futon, quietly contemplating the content of Daoist Hongjun's sermon.
Although the cultivation methods of the First Era and the present are very different, the core is similar. After listening to one lecture, Zheng Fa also had many insights and Spiritual Opportunity in his mind.
These chaotic thoughts were slowly passing through his mind—he could record the content of Hongjun's sermons, but these flashes of insight were fleeting.
To fully process these insights, he simply sat still and slowly organized his thoughts.
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder and the others couldn't understand what Hongjun was saying at all. Their minds were blank, so they stood up and stared at Zheng Fa in the crowd. Seeing that he seemed to have a great understanding, their gazes became even more profound.
He thought for a moment, then walked to the Golden-Winged Great Peng's side and said to him, "It seems that Shi Nandang has gained quite a bit from this lecture."
The Golden-Winged Great Peng had gained almost nothing, and already displeased, his face turned even more ashen upon hearing this. He glanced coldly at Zheng Fa, then glared at the Lu Clan's Grand Elder: "Who do you think you are, daring to try and sow discord in front of me?"
The smile on the Lu Clan's elder's lips froze, and he immediately said, "Do you all really want to see Shi Nandang seize the Primordial Purple Qi?"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Gu God and the White Bone Devil Ancestor also shifted.
Upon hearing this, the Creation Daoist turned to stare at Zheng Fa, who was still in deep thought, and after a long while said, "If Shi Nandang can truly obtain this Primordial Purple Qi, this humble Daoist would be happy to see it happen."
Everyone seemed surprised to see the Creation Daoist being so magnanimous, and they all looked at him with astonishment.
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder sneered, "That's easy to say. If Shi Nandang were ranked ahead of you, would you still be able to say that?"
"These are my heartfelt words," the Creation Daoist with a smile, showing no offense whatsoever. "In fact, I think Fellow Daoist White Lotus the one who understands my words best."
The White Lotus lotus-shaped Bodhi Seed from Thunderclap Temple, with its prominent cracks, evoked a look of heartache.
Upon hearing the Creation Daoist mention his name, he put the Bodhi Seed into his robes, nodded to the crowd, and sighed, "This seventh meditation cushion is truly difficult to sit on. I doubt even Benefactor Shi will have the fortuitous opportunity to sit on it."
What's so strange about this futon?
The Golden-Winged Great Peng seemed to know him well, and asked directly.
"Both the Creation Daoist and I were only inches away from the seven prayer cushions in the first row, yet that one step felt like an insurmountable chasm."
His words left everyone even more confused.
The Creation Daoist chimed in, "Fellow Daoists, you only see us sitting at the front, but our ambitions for advancement are different from yours."
How are they different?
"Only those with great enlightenment, great Merit, and great perseverance can sit on the seventh meditation cushion." The Creation Daoist looked at the meditation cushion he was sitting on and shook his head. "We knew the rules as soon as we sat in this position. This is not a position that can be attained simply by listening to the Dao. Moreover, the seventh meditation cushion is different from the other meditation cushions in one major way."
The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan asked anxiously, "What's different?"
"Better to have none than something of poor quality." The Creation Daoist flicked his whisk, seemingly helpless and frustrated. "This meditation cushion seems to have been vacant since the beginning; one absolutely cannot sit on it without meeting the requirements."
"..."
The Gu God's gaze fell on Dharma Body, and he murmured, "You mean, it's possible that none of us can obtain the Primordial Purple Qi? No wonder you said you were happy to see it happen."
Creation Daoist smiled sincerely, "They are all people trusted by Fellow Daoist Lu Mo. Obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi is the key. Who comes first or last doesn't matter."
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder and the Gu God exchanged a glance, still finding it hard to believe that the Creation Daoist could be so magnanimous, but they couldn't say anything else.
The Creation Daoist, however, looked at Zheng Fa with an expectant expression. "We are all in this Purple Cloud Palace, and we can't understand a single word. What are we talking about, great enlightenment, or great Merit?"
"Take those six in the front row, for example. The aura emanating from each of them is unfathomable. If we could receive even a hint or two of their guidance, even if we didn't obtain the Primordial Purple Qi, it would still be an unparalleled fortuitous opportunity. But..."
The others were also frustrated; they really couldn't understand the language—in the Xuanwei Realm, they could use various Law Technique and divine senses to solve this problem.
But these people are just phantoms in Fusang Wood's memory. It's hard to say whether they have any consciousness or not, let alone any divine sense. No wonder this Creation Daoist expects Shi Nandang to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi. He probably thinks he can't possibly get it.
To put it bluntly, if you want to compete for the Primordial Purple Qi, the Primordial Purple Qi must first appear. In the current situation, it's pointless to compete.
Just as everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, a middle-aged man on the front six prayer cushions suddenly turned his head and said something to them.
"..."
On the other five prayer cushions, the five powerful beings also looked towards the Creation Daoist and the others.
The Lu Clan's Grand Elder felt goosebumps rising on the back of his neck—even though he knew these six people were just phantoms, their profound aura and the spiritual light in their eyes made him realize his own insignificance.
More importantly, these six people could not only see them, these people from the future, but were also talking to them.
The Creation Daoist's calm smile vanished instantly, replaced by a look of excitement, panic, and tension.
Everyone can understand his thoughts; everyone thinks the same way he does.
These six Divine Ability beings were able to travel through time and communicate with them; their strength was simply unimaginable.
If one could receive even a single pointer, it would be of endless benefit in the future. Perhaps, what they said might even be related to the Primordial Purple Qi.
The problem is—I can't understand it!
They had no idea what the middle-aged Daoist priest was talking about!
Not to mention the Creation Daoist, even the Golden-Winged Great Peng was scratching its head in great anxiety.
Seeing that they remained silent and their eyes clearly showed some disdain, the middle-aged Daoist stood up and walked out of the Purple Cloud Palace.
The other five seemed to have lost interest in them as well, and all appeared to be leaving Purple Cloud Palace.
"Please wait, senior!"
The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan couldn't help but shout.
But the six people seemed to ignore him completely, and even the White Lotus Monk couldn't help but shake his head in regret.
Just when everyone was about to despair, they heard a sentence they couldn't understand. The pronunciation was strange, somewhat awkward, and even stuttering.
When everyone turned around, they saw that Shi Nandang had finished his meditation, stood up from the futon, and was saying something to the six people who were about to leave.
At the entrance of the Purple Cloud Palace, the middle-aged Daoist priest suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Zheng Fa.
"He..." The Lu Clan's Grand Elder opened his mouth slightly, his expression full of disbelief, "He can understand? He can speak?"
The Golden-Winged Great Peng and the others stared wide-eyed, remaining silent as Zheng Fa walked toward the palace entrance.
Zheng Fa called out to the six people, even at the cost of revealing that he High Antiquity languages, mainly for the sake of the Cosmos Cauldron.
The rules of the Nine Luminaries Heaven are unique; although they brought them back to the First Era, it was all an illusion.
According to Zheng Fa's observation, in this Purple Cloud Palace, only the six people in front of him and Daoist Hongjun seemed to have intelligence; the rest were like NPCs, and they couldn't even communicate with each other.
If he wanted to obtain information about the spiritual materials Law Artifact on the Cosmos Cauldron, he could only try to interact with these seven people.
Even if you don't gain anything significant, learning about the information on various High Antiquity Artifact Spirit materials will be very helpful in understanding how to use the Cosmos Cauldron.
"You can understand?" The middle-aged Daoist looked at him with great interest and asked, "Why are they so stupid? They can't even understand what I'm saying."
"..."
"Never mind, what's your name?"
"As a junior scholar who has not yet mastered Zheng Fa, may I ask..."
"My name is Tongtian!" Before Zheng Fa could finish speaking, a young-looking man beside the middle-aged Daoist introduced, "This is my second elder brother, Yuanshi, and this is my eldest elder brother, Taishang. Outsiders call us the Three Pure Ones."
When the Primordial Daoist saw Tongtian interrupt, he was somewhat speechless, but he didn't say anything, only shook his head, seemingly feeling that his third brother was too lively.
The only woman among the six spoke with a smile, "My name is Nuwa."
The other two Daoist priests, whose attire was somewhat peculiar, then introduced themselves:
"Guide."
" Zhunти."
It really was those six Sage!
Zheng Fa bowed, and the Primordial Daoist and the others did not slack off, returning the bow with half a bow each.
After learning his name, Heavenly Dao couldn't help but ask, "Are you... from the future?"
"As far as I know, that's how it is..." Zheng Fa replied hesitantly, "But I don't know if what I know is the true history."
To put it bluntly, the Purple Cloud Palace and these six figures only exist within the Nine Luminaries Heaven, or even are illusions. Who knows if this is real history or something fabricated by the Fusang Wood?
The Primordial Daoist frowned, as if he had grasped something crucial, and said, "You mean, later generations won't know about our deeds?"
"... Yes." Zheng Fa's voice was low. "Actually, later generations don't know your names."
The other five saints' expressions changed slightly, as if they had all realized something. They looked at each other and fell silent.
The way they looked at Zheng Fa changed; if it had been somewhat condescending before, it was now more serious.
"So, it seems some changes have occurred in the future that we are unaware of..." the Taishang Daoist said slowly. "I wonder if you could tell us more about the future?"
"Sure."
Taishang thought for a moment, then gently shook his head and said, "This is my teacher's Dao Field, not a place for a long chat. We must return to Kunlun to reflect on what we have learned from this lecture. Perhaps we could invite you to Kunlun to Dao Discussion at a later time?"
Zheng Fa bowed and agreed.
Taishang, accompanied by Yuanshi and Tongtian, bowed solemnly to Zheng Fa and earnestly said, "Fellow Daoist, please do not break your promise."
After saying this, the three of them left Purple Cloud Palace.
Zheng Fa watched the three leave, then heard a chuckle, "Fellow Daoist Zheng Fa, I'm also very curious about the future."
It was Nuwa who spoke, Zheng Fa's attitude was even more respectful than before. "I will speak frankly and without reservation."
Seeing his attitude, Nuwa raised a brow, her smile deepening, and nodded, saying, "Then please don't find me bothering you in the future, fellow Daoist."
After saying this, she smiled at Zheng Fa and gracefully departed.
The two, Jieyin and Zhunти, said similar things, their words implying that they wanted to know about the future, and their attitude towards Zheng Fa was even more polite.
The Creation Daoist and the others Dharma Body watched him move with ease and wit in front of the six powerful figures, their expressions varying, all deep in thought.
As the sermon ended, Purple Cloud Palace gradually emptied out. Zheng Fa and the others flew out from the sky and landed back in the Daoist temple of the Creation Daoist.
The group entered the main hall in silence, and the Lu Clan's Grand Elder couldn't wait to speak, " Shi Nandang, how do you know this language?"
When Zheng Fa looked up, he saw that everyone else was staring intently at him, and they had seemingly surrounded him.
I learned it by accident.
"What a fortunate fortuitous opportunity," the Lu Clan's Grand Elder sneered. "No wonder you progressed so quickly when you listened to the Dao!"
Zheng Fa glanced at him, then looked at the Golden-Winged Great Peng and the others.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng's eyes were filled with cold light, and the Gu God and the White Bone Devil Ancestor were also staring at him.
"What, shouldn't I have understood?"
"That's right," the Lu Clan's Grand Elder sneered, "But shouldn't you also teach us a lesson?"
Zheng Fa suddenly realized that this was the same idea that everyone was after.
A thoughtful expression crossed his face. The Golden-Winged Great Peng spoke up, " The Creation has always said that we are all His Demon Emperor's people, without distinction. If you truly consider us your own, you should be completely open and honest. What do you think?"
The Gu God and the White Bone Devil Ancestor nodded slightly.
The White Lotus Monk also showed an expression of agreement, putting his hands together and saying, "In this way, it would be a wonderful thing for us to jointly study the High Antiquity Dao."
Zheng Fa glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Master, why don't you lend us the Bodhi Seed?"
The White Lotus monk was taken aback, opened his mouth, but couldn't answer for a moment.
" Shi Nandang, do you mean you're unwilling to teach us?"
"The Grand Elder of the Lu Clan said coldly."
"If I am unwilling, what can I do?"
The eight Spirit Transformation of the Lu Clan had planned this all along, and with their Life-bound Dharma Treasure in hand, they surrounded Zheng Fa.
The Creation Daoist spoke up at this moment, "Why take action? If we are not careful, wouldn't no one be able to obtain this Primordial Purple Qi?"
"Can't obtain it?" The Lu Clan's Grand Elder sneered. "The eight of us are already the weakest in cultivation, and we can't understand the teachings. There's no way we could possibly obtain the Primordial Purple Qi!"
Zheng Fa frowned slightly.
This group of the Lu Clan seemed to have given up entirely.
The problem is, the situation is really tricky now—not only can he understand Daoist Hongjun's teachings, but he has also made some connections with Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, and others, and might even be able to figure out the spiritual materials and magical Law Treasure on the Cosmos Cauldron.
With the Nine Luminaries Heaven Illusion Realm present, he can gain many benefits.
This group's suicidal tactics actually hit him where it hurt.
He looked at the others and saw the Golden-Winged Great Peng sneering to the side, while the others looked on with amusement.
" The Primordial Purple Qi is a supreme treasure left behind by our Holy Ancestor," the Grand Elder of the Lu Clan continued. "If our Lu Clan cannot obtain it, then no one else should."
(End of this chapter)