Kunlun Mountain In the east, clouds and mist are lingering, and fairy clouds are steaming.
Three Pure Ones is sitting under a towering pine tree.
There are three cups of tea on the stone table, and the fragrance of tea overflows.
"Big brother and second brother, I think I have improved a lot in my recent retreat, so we can just discuss it!"
Tongtian has a smile on his face. During this retreat, he has learned a lot about the formations.
Yuanshi sneered, "Third brother, it's rare for you to be so elegant!"
Taishang nodded, "The three of us haven't gotten together for a long time, as it should be!"
Tongtian was too lazy to argue with Yuanshi and said to himself, "By the way, you all know what happened fifty thousand years ago, right? Hong Yun fell, and Primordial Chaos Purple Qi also disappeared without a trace."
Yuanshi frowned slightly, held the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "How come you don't know? That Hong Yun was not accepted by the teacher, and it was his fault. It's a pity that Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, if I could get it..."
His unfinished words contained a hint of desire, what would it be like if that purple energy returned to Kunlun and returned to his Yuanshi hands?
If there can be one more saint under Three Pure Ones's sect, then Three Pure Ones's name can even rival that of Great God Pangu.
Tongtian nodded and agreed with Yuanshi: "What the second brother said is absolutely true. It is indeed a pity that Hong Yun has no ability to guard the treasure, but Primordial Chaos Purple Qi, Di Jun let the whole Demon Race search for a long time but found nothing. Why don't our brothers also go and look for it? If we can find it, I, Three Pure Ones, will have one more saint in the future, wouldn't it be a great thing?"
His eyes were shining with eagerness to try, and he was already impatient.
However, when Yuanshi heard these words, his taste changed instantly.
His face darkened, and he looked sharply at Tongtian, with a somewhat cold tone in his tone. "Third brother, I'm afraid your words are not just for Three Pure Ones, right? Could it be that you want to seek help for your precious disciple Duobao? Humph, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking."
He paused, and his words became more and more rude, with deep-rooted prejudice, "I am not talking about you because of my brother, but the disciple you accepted is a man with hair and horns, a wet-born egg, with shallow feet and lack of luck! Letting him be your disciple is simply a Primordial Wilderness joke, and it has ruined my Pangu Orthodox Lineage reputation!"
"Second brother!" Tongtian suddenly stood up, anger appearing on his face, "What you said is too biased! Primordial Wilderness creatures, as long as they open their spiritual wisdom and embark on the road, they are destined to be. So what if they wear hair and horns? So what if they transform into eggs? They are dedicated to the Tao and have perseverance. Why can't they be qualified to seek Great Dao?"
He was very dissatisfied with Yuanshi's remarks and directly refuted it with unquestionable persistence.
Yuanshi snorted coldly and refused to give in, "Strong words! Origin is determined by Heavenly Dao, how can it be confused? The lesson of the last catastrophe is before our eyes, it is those people in scales and armor who provoked boundless killings! I, Three Pure Ones, am Pangu Orthodox Lineage, Mystic Gate orthodox, how can I lower my status and associate with them?"
Tongtian continued, "Since we are Pangu Orthodox Lineage, why can't we give them a chance?"
"Enough!"
Just as the argument between the two became more intense and almost at war, Taishang, who had been silent with his eyes closed, finally spoke.
His voice was not high, but it carried an unquestionable majesty, which instantly suppressed the restlessness in the scene.
Taishang slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes first fell on Tongtian, who was full of dissatisfaction, with a hint of reproach. "Third brother, arguing here is useless and a waste of energy. It is better to calm down and study more Primordial Chaos Purple Qi given by the teacher. The chance of becoming a saint lies in one's own enlightenment, not in disputes about external things."
That's it again!
Tongtian felt a gloomy feeling in his heart that rushed straight to the top door.
Every time there is an argument, the eldest brother seems to be mediating the conflict, but in the end he always favors the second brother and puts the label of "restless" and "impulsive" on himself.
It seems that Yuanshi's theory of distinguishing between fundamentals and despising heterogeneity is Mystic Gate's orthodoxy, while his own philosophy is deviant.
He looked at Taishang with an expressionless face, and then at Yuanshi with a "Sure enough" face. He felt that although Kunlun Mountain was big, it made him extremely depressed.
"Hmph! Since brother thinks that I am only making noise here, then I will leave!"
Tongtian waved his sleeves and robe angrily, transformed into a sharp sword light, tore through the void, and instantly disappeared from the top of Kunlun Mountain, feeling extremely angry and disappointed in his heart.
Yuanshi looked at the direction Tongtian was leaving and snorted coldly, "You are not big or small, but you dare to quarrel with your brother like this. It is really outrageous."
He turned to Taishang, his tone softened, and he asked with concern, "Brother, have you learned anything from Primordial Chaos Purple Qi recently?"
Taishang shook his head slightly, his face remained calm, but a trace of confusion and confusion flashed in his eyes. "I still don't have any clue. The Heavenly Dao mystery contained in this thing cannot be solved by force, nor by ingenuity."
Yuanshi pondered for a moment and suggested, "In that case, why not go to the Purple Cloud Palace and ask the teacher for advice? Maybe you can gain something."
His Primordial Chaos Purple Qi also had no movement at all. His eldest brother's cultivation level was higher than his, but he hadn't yet comprehended it.
Taishang heard this and felt that this method was feasible. He nodded slightly and said, "Good."
Immediately, Taishang turned into a golden light and went to Chaos.
As always in Chaos, there are no changes.
Taishang shuttled through the turbulent flow of Chaos. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the outline of a simple Daoist temple loomed in front of him. It was Dao Ancestor Hongjun's dojo - Purple Cloud Palace.
In front of the Purple Cloud Palace's door, two figures were already standing waiting, it was Haotian and Yaochi.
Seeing Taishang arriving, the two of them hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and saluted. "I've seen you, senior brother. The master has given me instructions. I knew you would come, so I was specially ordered to greet you here."
A trace of surprise flashed in Taishang's eyes, Dao Ancestor Supernatural Power, it was really unpredictable.
He nodded and followed Haotian Yaochi into the Purple Cloud Palace.
The hall is still empty and lonely, filled with the atmosphere of Heavenly Dao.
On the high platform, the figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun quietly emerged.
"Disciple Taishang, pay homage to the teacher." Taishang saluted respectfully.
He looked at Hongjun, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. Now the aura around the teacher was becoming more and more ethereal. Compared to the last time he saw him, his strength had improved again.
"I already know your purpose." Dao Ancestor Hongjun's voice was indifferent and lofty, without the slightest emotion. "The time has not come yet, and it is useless to force it. You only need to calm down and realize it, let nature take its course, and the opportunity will appear."
Taishang still has doubts in his heart, when will the time come?
But seeing that Dao Ancestor didn't mean to say much, he had no choice but to suppress the question and said respectfully, "Disciple, please follow the teacher's teachings."
"Go." Dao Ancestor Hongjun's figure slowly disappeared.
Taishang saluted again, exited Purple Cloud Palace, turned around and glanced at the closed Purple Cloud Palace, and returned to Kunlun Mountain with doubts.
After Taishang left, deep in the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun looked not far away. There was a Heavenly Dao Falun over there. "Heavenly Dao and Nuwa have escaped from their destined destiny. So how should we deal with the chance of becoming saints for Taishang?"
As a Daoist, he has already understood clearly that in the original plan, Nuwa Creates Humans became a saint, and with the help of Qi, the owners of Primordial Chaos Purple Qi became saints one after another, but now the current situation has been caused by Lin Tian.
At this time, the Falun emits a golden light and rotates slowly, and a wave of cold and ruthless thoughts comes: [This is all the fault of Lin Tian. He insists on going against me. I can't spare him in the future. They can only find another way to find another opportunity.]
Heavenly Dao I'm not sure now either.
Hongjun nodded, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.