At the intersection of the East and the West, there was a continuous mountain range surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. Amidst the clouds and mist, a Taoist temple could be vaguely seen standing at the peak of the mountain. A plaque hung above the gate of the Taoist temple, with three large Taoist words written on it, "Fifth Manor Temple".
This was the Taoist temple of the Innate Demon God Zhen Yuanzi. There were only two words enshrined in the main hall of the Taoist temple, "Heaven" and "Earth". It could be seen that Zhen Yuanzi was also a person who thought highly of himself. He bowed to the Heaven and Earth in a free and easy manner. In the backyard of the Taoist temple, there was a towering ancient tree with dense Spiritual Qi. It was the Ginseng Fruit Tree, the Innate Spiritual Root.
Zhen Yuanzi transformed into a human form, accompanied by only two things. One was the Ginseng Fruit Tree, and the other was his signature magic treasure, the Book of Earth, one of the Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man. It was a top-grade Innate Lingbao that could mobilize the power of the ley lines of the Great Desolation. It was also thanks to it that Zhen Yuanzi became the ancestor of Earthly Immortals.
The Ginseng Fruit Tree was a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root. It bloomed once every three thousand years, bore fruit once every three thousand years, and ripened once every ten thousand years. It only bore thirty fruits in the first ten thousand years. Those who were fated could live up to three hundred and sixty years after smelling it, and live up to forty-seven thousand years after eating one. It was also a sacred item that could increase mana and cultivation.
The fruits borne by this tree were also a little special. They were shaped like babies. Moreover, the fruits would fall when they met gold, wither when they met wood, melt when they met water, burn when they met fire, and sink when they met soil. When they were knocked, they had to use a metal tool to knock them down. However, there were only a dozen fruits left on the tree now.
In the garden of the Taoist temple, two Taoists sat on the ground. One of them wore a purple-gold crown and the other wore a crane cloak. His shoes were on his feet and a ribbon was tied around his waist. He had the body of a child and the face of a beauty. He had three whiskers under his chin and crow feathers on his temples. This was Zhen Yuanzi.
The other person was dressed in a red robe and looked unrestrained. His body was half lying down and he was gnawing on a ginseng fruit in his hand. He looked like a sentimental person. This person was Hongyun. He was very famous in the Great Desolation and was very kind to others. Many rogue cultivators called him Ancestor Hongyun.
Looking at Hongyun eating the ginseng fruits, Zhen Yuanzi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had never eaten the fruits of his ginseng tree, but Hongyun ate them to his heart's content every time. Every 10,000 years, at least half of the 30 ginseng fruits would be eaten by him. Zhen Yuanzi could do nothing about it.
Seeing how happy Hongmeng was, Zhen Yuanzi looked worried. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Hongyun, how is your understanding of the Hongmeng Purple Qi coming along?" Hearing this, Hongyun was in a bad mood. He put down the ginseng fruit in his hand and said, "It's fine if you don't say it. Now that you mention it, I'm angry. I've been meditating for so long, but I haven't gained anything."
Zhen Yuanzi said worriedly, "Hongyun, I don't know if I should say something." Hongyun looked at Zhen Yuanzi in confusion and asked, "Zhen Yuanzi, is there anything you shouldn't say? Say it. It's okay. I won't blame you. "
Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi decided to tell him his concern. "Hongyun, I don't know if the Hongmeng Purple Qi is a blessing or a curse for you." Hongyun asked, "What do you mean? The Hongmeng Purple Qi is naturally a good thing for me! It is the foundation of the Great Tao and represents the position of the Sage. "
Zhen Yuanzi said again, "Indeed, the Hongmeng Purple Qi represents the position of a Sage. But it's impossible for the two of us to keep it. I'm afraid that the Witches and Demons, as well as the Individual Cultivators in the world, are all coveting the Hongmeng Purple Qi in your body."
Hearing this, Hongyun's heart sank. Although he was a good man, he was also a Quasi-saint master. Now that Zhen Yuanzi mentioned it, he certainly knew his current situation. Although there were seven Hongmeng Purple Qi, he was afraid that the one in his body was the only one that was coveted by others.
Sanqing, Nüwa, and Summon Zhunti were all disciples of Hongjun Daozu. When the Sages were divided, Hongjun Daozu had made it clear that the six of them would become Sages. Hongjun would not let them die. If he failed to kill the six of them, they would definitely die once they became Sages.
But Hongyun was different. Hongjun Daozu did not accept him as a disciple, nor did he explicitly say that he would become a Sage. Now in the Great Desolation, perhaps only Zhen Yuanzi would sincerely help him. But he was very reluctant to give up the Hongmeng Purple Qi. The temptation of the Sage position was not something that ordinary people could resist.
But Hongyun also knew that many people had their eyes on him. Even if Zhen Yuanzi helped him, he was afraid that it would not be of much help. Hongyun could not bear to implicate Zhen Yuanzi. Looking at Hongyun's hesitation, Zhen Yuanzi did not know what to say.
Reaching the Origin was the dream of every cultivator. Now, the Sage position of the Origin was in front of Hongyun. It was too difficult to give it up. To be honest, if Zhen Yuanzi was the one who had to choose today, he would not be able to give up the Hongmeng Purple Qi so easily.
Seeing this, Zhenyuanzi had to say, "Hongyun, I don't know what to say. Everything is up to you. But from now on, you will live in my Fifth Manor. I will seal the Fifth Manor with a formation and try my best to buy some time for you to comprehend the Hong Meng Immortal Qi. As for the result, it's up to fate."
Hongyun looked at Zhen Yuanzi gratefully. If it were other people, it would be good enough if they did not snatch it. No one would help him at this time. Since ancient times, there were few people who would help him when he was in need, and there were many who would kick him when he was down. Moreover, the Great Desolation was a big stage where strength was respected.
Zhen Yuanzi could be said to be swift and decisive. After he finished speaking, he directly used the Earth Book as the Formation Eye and set up a big formation with the power of the ley lines of the Great Desolation. In terms of attack, Zhen Yuanzi's big formation could only be regarded as ordinary. But in terms of defensive power, it could be said that few big formations in the Great Desolation could match it.
Once Zhen Yuanzi sealed the mountain, the figures who stayed outside the Wu Zhuang Taoist Temple could not spy on the situation inside. However, they did not act rashly. Now, there were only Daluo Jinxian here. None of the Quasi-saint masters had appeared. They were self-aware and did not act rashly.
In fact, they also knew that there was not much hope for them to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi. They were afraid that the Hongmeng Purple Qi would fall into the hands of the Quasi-saint masters. But as long as there was a chance, these people would not give up. After all, the position of a Saint was too tempting.
These Daluo Jinxian were not the only ones who had their eyes on the Quasi-saint masters. Basically, all the Quasi-saint masters had their eyes on him. Although the 3,000 Great Ways could make one a Saint, it was too difficult to cultivate the Dharma. Now that there was a shortcut in front of them, how could they not be tempted?
After cultivating for hundreds of thousands of years, those who could enter the Quasi-saint realm were all talented people. They had deeply experienced the power of a Saint from Hongjun Daozu. Moreover, the position of a Saint could make them immortal and indestructible. Wasn't this what they pursued as cultivators?
But now, none of them made the first move. Everyone knew that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. No one wanted to be the first to act. What's more, they were masters of the Middle-stage of Quasi-saint. Now that they were hiding in the Wu Zhuang Taoist Temple and accompanied by Zhen Yuanzi, who was also a master of the Middle-stage of Quasi-saint. Now that they were protected by the big formation, they had no chance to make a move.
For a time, many Quasi-saint masters maintained a wait-and-see attitude. Although a Quasi-saint was already a top master in the Great Desolation, it should not be forgotten that the Liches and Demons in the Great Desolation were very powerful. There were no less than 10 Quasi-saint masters in the two tribes. Since they had not made a move yet, how could these rogue cultivators rashly make a move?
On the side of the Demon Tribe in the Celestial Court, as soon as Di Jun and Taichi came back, they sent numerous Great Demons who were good at hiding to the Wu Zhuang Taoist Temple to monitor Hongyun's every move. At the same time, they also sent Great Demons to monitor the Wu people's movements. Since the Demon Tribe already had a Destined Saint like Nüwa, how could the Wu people not know about it?
It was impossible for the Liches and Demons to coexist peacefully. A fierce war could break out at any time, and blood would flow like rivers. Now that the Liches and Demons were becoming equal in strength, once Nüwa became a Saint, the Wu people would be at a disadvantage. Di Jun wanted to seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the Wu people could not sit by and do nothing. If that was the case, and the Demon Tribe had two Saints, the Wu people would be wiped out.
Therefore, the Wu people would definitely participate in the fight for the Hongmeng Purple Qi. This time, they would even out the Demon Tribe. Nüwa had the advantage of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Even if the Twelve Zu Wu were not interested in the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they would definitely not allow the Demon Tribe to seize another Saint's Position. They might even lay their hands on Nüwa. The Wu people did not care about Daozu, which was evident from the fact that they did not even go to the Purple Cloud Palace.
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