Just Went Out and Was Transmigrated Again

For a time, the atmosphere in the Zixiao Palace was harmonious, and the framework for the reconstruction of the Heavenly Court was initially established.

However, not everyone turned their attention to the Heavenly Court.

From the corner, another figure slowly emerged.

His face was thin and his eyes were peaceful. A faint light of perfect wisdom flowed around him. He was none other than Randeng.

Among all the Great Power in the Zixiao Palace who had their bodies possessed, apart from Tongtian and Dong Hua, only he had attained the Primordial Realm.

only...

He now possesses less of the Daoist ideal of Qingxu and inaction, and more of the Buddhist qualities of compassion and tranquility.

"Randeng pays respects to the Heavenly Dao, the Dao Ancestor, and all fellow Daoists."

He bowed to the crowd, his voice calm.

Yuanshi looked at his own true Randeng, and then thought of the vice leader of the Chan Sect who was always bickering with his disciples.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!

Why is that Randeng in his house so unreliable...?

Hongjun looked at the Randeng with great admiration.

He could sense that Randeng was no longer following the Mystic Sect) path, but had forged his own unique path.

Zhang Hao looked at the Randeng and nodded slightly:

"It seems you have already understood your own path."

The Randeng's hands are clasped together in a natural posture.

"Returning to the Heavenly Dao, Randeng and listened to the Dao Ancestor preach in the Zixiao Palace, and then discussed the Dao with my fellow Daoists."

"Observing the birth and death of the Prehistoric World, the cycle of calamities, one's heart is moved."

"Thus, he comprehended the principle of tranquility and purity, and the method of compassionate salvation, and attained the fruition of 'Buddha'."

"Buddha?"

Hao Tian blinked and looked at Randeng with curiosity.

This word was still very unfamiliar in the Prehistoric World.

"This path emphasizes understanding one's true nature, saving all sentient beings, dispelling delusion and attaining enlightenment, and transcending the cycle of birth and death."

Randeng gave a brief explanation, then changed the subject.

"However, this path is newly established, its system is not yet complete, Daoist Tradition is not yet manifest; therefore, it is not yet worthy of being called a 'teaching'."

"I wish to Randeng to the Western Land, spread the Dharma, guide and liberate beings according to their needs, and perfect this path."

He looked towards the Western world, his tone sincere:

"The West is impoverished, and its people suffer greatly. They desperately need this pure and compassionate Dharma to relieve their distress and guide them toward goodness."

"Randeng am willing to assist you two fellow practitioners in building the West. When the time is right, it will not be too late to establish ' Buddhism '."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

The look of approval in Zhang Hao and Hongjun's eyes deepened.

"Since you have this intention, then go."

" In the Western Land, the Jieyin and Zhunti will naturally come to your aid."

"When your Buddhist teachings are perfected and Buddhism flourishes, Heavenly Dao opportunity will naturally descend upon you."

The Randeng bowed again with his palms together.

"Heavenly Dao."

Randeng nodded, saying no more.

He took one last look at the Zixiao Palace and at everyone present.

He then turned around, walked calmly, and stepped out of the palace gate.

The figure quickly disappeared into the vast Chaos and the direction where it met the west.

That place will be the starting point for the emergence of Buddhism and Daoism.

The Zixiao Palace fell silent for a moment.

The Heavenly Court is about to be established, the historians have been appointed, the Emperor has returned to his throne, and Buddhism is heading west.

A new era is quietly taking shape.

After sending the Great Power whose bodies had been possessed by the Transmigrator back to the Prehistoric World, Zhang Hao disappeared from the Zixiao Palace.

There is another Transmigrator in the Prehistoric World who needs his personal attention.

Of course, this person is definitely not Long Xiao Bai.

The reason he didn't punish Long Xiao Bai was that he wanted him to unite the Four Seas Dragon Race and then cooperate with Hao Tian in governing the Prehistoric World.

Whether the other party chooses to court disaster is none of his business.

After Zhang Hao left, only Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones remained in the Zixiao Palace.

"Teacher, can I... still become a saint?"

Tongtian looked at Hongjun with a bitter expression.

That damn Transmigrator!

What use is this cultivation level of the Hun Yuan Ninth Heaven to me without a saintly position?

"Of course there is an opportunity," Hongjun affirmed.

"As long as you govern the Interception Sect well, the Heavenly Dao will naturally bestow Primordial Violet Qi."

Of the original seven clusters of Primordial Violet Qi, five have already been consumed.

There were two more clusters; one transformed into Yun Zhongzi, and the other remained in Qing Li's hands.

There should be nine sages of the Heavenly Dao Sage.

Yun Zhongzi, being a being of Primordial Violet Qi, naturally could not become a saint, and thus became the Heavenly Dao Sage who escaped the Great Dao.

After all the calculations, there is now another holy position.

Upon hearing that there was still a chance to become a saint, Tongtian decided to return to the Prehistoric World to establish the Interception Sect.

Watching Tongtian's departing figure, Yuanshi and Laozi both smiled knowingly.

"Third brother is still so impatient. Why doesn't he learn from fourth brother?"

"Yuanshi murmured."

He was just about to invite Laozi to return to the Prehistoric World together.

When he turned around, he was surprised to find that Tongtian had reappeared in the Zixiao Palace.

and...

He's lost his physical body again!

"Shizun, you must stand up for me!"

Tongtian was on the verge of tears. What had he done to deserve this? Why were all these Transmigrator trying to enter his body?!

Hongjun: "..."

In the Prehistoric World, within the Biyou Palace.

The second Transmigrator, Tongtian, was completely bewildered.

Good heavens, he actually became the Tongtian Cult Master in the Prehistoric World.

But why am I not a saint?

Holy crap!

I actually have the cultivation level of the Hun Yuan Ninth Heaven Realm, and I even have the Chaos Bead!

Was the Tongtian Cult Master of this Prehistoric World really that wealthy?

With a thought, a gray bead, seemingly containing a nascent Chaos, appeared in his palm.

The bead was no bigger than a fist, yet it exuded an ancient, Chaos aura that slightly distorted the surrounding space.

It is the supreme treasure of Chaos — the Chaos Bead!

"The Chaos Bead! It contains a Chaos world within, capable of concealing heavenly secrets, aiding cultivation, and combining offense and defense... This is simply a divine artifact among divine artifacts!"

He was so excited that his hands were trembling.

According to the memories the system gave him.

It seems that after a certain sermon, Dao Ancestor Hongjun privately bestowed this Chaos Bead upon Tongtian, who used it to comprehend the Great Dao and suppress destiny.

The original owner kept it a secret, not even informing his closest disciples like Duobao.

Now, this time traveler is Transmigrator easy!

"But..."

After the initial excitement, the Transmigrator Tongtian frowned slightly and quickly calmed down.

He inherited most of the original owner's memories and cultivation, and naturally also inherited the original owner's understanding of the current situation in the Prehistoric World.

The Witch-Demon Calamity has just passed, and the Human Race is about to rise. The Three Pure Ones have separated and established their own religions.

For some unknown reason, he, the "Tongtian Cult Master," did not become a saint through the merits of establishing a sect and the Primordial Violet Qi, as was the case in the original Prehistoric World history.

This isn't right.

"Was it because of my arrival as Transmigrator that the timeline changed? Or was it that Tongtian in the original Prehistoric World world never obtained the Primordial Violet Qi?"

He frantically searched through his memories while pondering.

Soon, he discovered something even stranger.

My memory of the crucial parts of the later Witch-Demon Calamity is very vague.

It seems there was an earth-shattering battle involving many sages and even the Dao Ancestor, but I can't recall the specific details.

"Was it erased by some force? Or was the original body affected by something back then?"

He had a vague feeling that this Prehistoric World water was very deep.

"Forget it, since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. I'm now the Tongtian Cult Master, with the cultivation of the Hun Yuan Ninth Heaven, wielding the Chaos Bead, and having the entire Interception Sect as my foundation... What's there to be afraid of?"

He encouraged himself.

Just then, a cold and emotionless mechanical voice suddenly resounded deep within his Primordial Spirit:

[God-level feedback system successfully activated!]

[Bound Host: Tongtian (Transmigrator)]

[System Function: The host bestows rewards upon disciples (including but not limited to cultivation techniques, magic weapons, cultivation insights, etc.)]

[The system will provide feedback ranging from hundreds to tens of thousands of times based on factors such as the value of the bestowed item, its compatibility with the disciple, and the disciple's subsequent growth.]

[Novice Gift Pack are being distributed...]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: the complete Great Dao-level cultivation technique <Shangqing Dongxuan True Scripture>, and one opportunity to receive Primordial Origin Golden Immortal- level cultivation empowerment (can be used on a designated target).]

The Transmigrator, Tongtian, was first stunned, then his heart pounded wildly!

System!

The Golden Finger that Transmigrator with, it's here!

And it's a "god-level feedback system" that sounds incredibly awesome!

He immediately checked the system interface; it was simple and clear.

"We've struck it rich! We've really struck it rich this time!"

The Transmigrator Tongtian, wished he could roar to the heavens.

With this system, how can we not thrive in this bizarre and prehistoric Prehistoric World?

Even... it's not impossible to attain the Great Primordial Chaos and surpass the Saints!