The purple aura swirled several times in the hall, finally seeming to find its home, and suddenly stopped in front of the fool Hong Yun, shining brightly.
"This... this Hongmeng Purple Qi actually chose me?"
Hong Yun was stunned for a moment, staring incredulously at the foundation for enlightenment before her.
His close friend Zhenyuanzi was extremely anxious, knowing the principle that "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime," and hurriedly sent a telepathic message urging him to hurry.
"Old friend! Put it away quickly, don't hesitate!"
Hong Yun then seemed to awaken from a dream, hurriedly tucking the scalding purple light into her sleeve. Her face beaming with joy, she bowed towards the platform.
"Disciple Hong Yun thanks the Dao Ancestor for his grace!"
Qing Huan's icy gaze fell on Hong Yun's "foolish" smile, completely unaware of the impending disaster, and a barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.
With me here, how can you hide in Wuzhuang Temple and eke out tens of thousands of Kalpa?
With his killing intent already made up, he was ready to eliminate the threat immediately once he left Purple Cloud Palace!
Otherwise, he might miss the opportunity to become a saint through the Minghe. In any case, the Minghe is determined to become Heavenly Dao Sage. After all, in terms of Luck, the Styx Minghe is really struggling. Not to mention the Minghe, even I am struggling...
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, won Luck recognition of Heaven and Earth in the Dao-Devil War...
Seeing that the Hongmeng Purple Qi had been assigned to different people, the people in the hall were once again in an uproar, pleading in despair:
"Dao Ancestor, have mercy! We are without any spiritual treasures, how can we sever the Three Corpses? We beg the Dao Ancestor to have mercy and bestow upon us treasures!"
Hongjun's gaze swept over the Gathering of Immortals, and he finally shook his head slightly:
"Never mind, outside the Purple Cloud Palace, deep in the chaos, there is a Treasure Distribution Cliff."
All the magical treasures I obtained during my travels in the primordial Primordial Wilderness are hidden there.
You may leave now, each according to your own destiny.
"Lingbao (treasures) possess spirits; they choose their own masters and cannot be forcibly taken."
After speaking, the Dao Ancestor's figure silently vanished from the futon.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh--!"
As soon as the Dao Ancestor's figure disappeared, thousands of figures in the hall transformed into streams of light of various colors, eagerly tearing through the chaotic void and rushing towards the legendary treasure-sharing holy land.
"Brother Qing Huan!"
Seeing everyone rushing to get on the bus, the Ancestor Minghe was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Why aren't we hurrying? If we're too late, we might not even get a hair!"
Qing Huan remained calm and smiled serenely.
"The Dao Ancestor said, 'The spiritual treasure will choose its own master; what good will it do to force it?' Be patient and calm."
Having finished speaking, he calmly and unhurriedly mounted his escape light...
Then the Ancestral Witch Houtu followed closely behind, her delicate brows furrowed, her heart filled with worry:
With the aid of these powerful beings from the Primordial Great Powers undoubtedly increase dramatically Quasi-Sage will flock to them, and I fear their future impact on our Witch Clan will be unpredictable...
The three stepped into the strange space where the Treasure Distribution Cliff was located, and the scene before them made them slightly startled.
In the vast void, shimmering light and countless treasures floated and sank.
The Innate Spiritual Qi was so dense that it was almost liquefied. Countless treasures of various shapes and sizes, with auras that were either sharp, gentle, or mysterious, floated like mountains or moved like dragons. Their number far exceeded the legendary "three thousand Innate Spiritual Treasure" and was as vast as a galaxy!
Almost simultaneously, the myriad spiritual treasures on the Treasure Distribution Cliff seemed to awaken from their slumber. Sensing the aura of their destined owner, they instantly transformed into dazzling meteors, streaking through the void and precisely heading towards their respective destined masters.
"Call out!"
A mysterious scroll, imbued with ancient charm and emanating the ever-flowing Yin-Yang Qi, descended from the sky and landed steadily in Qing Huan's palm.
"Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!"
Minghe watched with envy, his voice filled with resentment.
Qing Huan stared at the Diagram of Heaven and Earth in his hand, and understood.
This treasure contains the profound principles of heaven Universe earth, and resonates subtly with the Yin-Yang Great Dao he cultivates.
Its power is extraordinary, making it a supreme treasure for trapping enemies. Even Quasi-Sage level expert trapped within it would not be able to escape easily without extraordinary means, often requiring several, even dozens or hundreds of Kalpa to expend...
Just as Qing Huan was experiencing the profound mystery of the treasure map, another unexpected event occurred!
A small, apricot-yellow flag, exuding an aura of righteousness, peace, and the weight of the Earth element, flew gracefully toward the three of them.
Minghe's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his heart burning with desire. He instinctively felt a connection to this object and raised his arm to catch it.
However, the apricot-yellow flag drew a graceful arc in the air, deftly bypassing the Minghe's outstretched hand, and landed steadily in the palm of the Ancestral Witch Houtu.
"What?!"
"This... this is impossible!"
In an instant, the gazes of the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace all focused on Houtu, filled with shock and disbelief!
"Aren't the Witch Clan... born with incomplete primordial spirits, unable to refine spiritual treasures?"
"Heavenly Dao's way is impartial, and spiritual treasures possess spirits; how could it choose the Ancestral Witch?"
Why is that?
The Six Sages, witnessing this scene, also had a deep sense of doubt flash across their eyes...
Qing Huan's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood.
Yes! If I hadn't intervened and changed Houtu's trajectory, causing her to set foot in the Purple Cloud Palace for the third time in search of me, according to the original trajectory, the Ancestral Witch, not understanding the Great Dao of the Primordial Spirit, would not have come again after their first sermon.
That Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner (a top-tier defensive spiritual treasure like the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner) that should have belonged to her was thus lost to her!
This time... it's a matter of restoring order and returning the property to its rightful owner!
Houtu held the small flag, warm and smooth as jade, and felt an incomparably kind and all-encompassing Daoist aura seeping into her blood and soul, perfectly matching the fundamental laws of the Earth Ancestral Witch that she controlled, bringing her an unprecedented sense of peace and comfort.
This feeling brought genuine joy to her pure eyes.
"Houtu Daoist Houtu,"
Qing Huan's gentle voice rang out.
"This treasure is destined for you, and you are even in harmony with the Great Dao, so don't just stand here daydreaming!"
Houtu raised her head and looked at Qing Huan, her eyes filled with sincere gratitude:
"Thank Qing Huan, Fellow Daoist Qinghuan! If it weren't for... if it weren't for you being here, I would have missed this opportunity."
She knew that if Qing Huan hadn't invited her to come along, she would never have come to the Purple Cloud Palace Dao Field alone again...
Qing Huan smiled calmly and waved his hand:
"Opportunities are predetermined by fate; this is your own Creation, and although I am entangled in Karma with you, it has little to do with me."
As they spoke, all the thousands of spiritual treasures on Treasure Distribution Cliff transformed into streams of light, scattering into the hands of their destined owners.
Most of the powerful beings in the heavens were satisfied with their gains and their faces showed joy. Of course, there were also those who were disappointed, such as the Daoist Randeng, whose face was ashen, and several hundred others, who had to return empty-handed.
The Ancestor Minghe finally got his wish and acquired two Innate Spiritual Treasure. Although they were of superior quality, they were still rare. In the end, the trip was not in vain, and the frustration in his heart was somewhat relieved...
Of all those who reaped the greatest rewards in this distribution of treasures, the Three Pure Ones were undoubtedly the most fortunate...
With the true Luck of Pangu Orthodox bestowed upon them, Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian each obtained no fewer than a dozen Innate Spiritual Treasure, a feat unmatched by anyone else...