Chapter 21 The Plot Went Off the Rails

Everyone looked at Zhun Ti's tearful complaints with disdain. Who didn't know that the futon in front was an opportunity? Why would they give it to you just because you cried a few times? They were dreaming! Hong Yun, with his good-natured attribute, stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist, if you don't mind, you can sit here with me!" Zhun Ti glanced at Hong Yun and rolled his eyes. "Are you an idiot? What use is your seat? It's not at the front. Is there a difference between sitting where I am and sitting at the back?" So Zhun Ti completely ignored Hong Yun! Instead, he kept staring at Kun Peng and Ming He! Seeing that neither of them moved, Zhun Ti became furious. He casually took out the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and swept it over, naturally aiming at Kun Peng! How could Kun Peng have imagined that this fool would dare to make a move in a Saint's dojo? Caught off guard, he was swept away. Zhun Ti then sat down on Kun Peng's seat! Looking at Ming He, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, my senior brother doesn't have a seat yet. Could you please let him have it?" "Indeed, Ming He, do you even deserve to sit here?" Yuan Shi directly attacked! It was because Ming He had enmity with them! With Yuan Shi's support, Zhun Ti was overjoyed. He immediately swept his tree again. Yes, a sneak attack. Since he had already sneak-attacked once, Zhun Ti had no psychological burden! But who was Ming He? He had been beaten before and remained vigilant. When Zhun Ti sneak-attacked, he directly released the Western Plain Colored Cloud Banner to protect himself! Zhun Ti's sweep naturally failed to hit him! At this moment, Kun Peng also returned and was furious, about to make a move. But soon, the faint aura locked onto Kun Peng. Kun Peng's expression froze. He felt a chill down his spine and could only resentfully sit aside, glaring fiercely at Zhun Ti and Jie Yin! Just then, Tai Qing Lao Zi made his move. With a dragon-entwined flat crutch in his hand, he swung it towards Ming He's forehead! Yes, a sneak attack. Tai Qing Lao Zi could not stand to see Ming He sitting there. If Ming He also became a Saint, it would be troublesome! So Tai Qing Lao Zi acted. If he didn't act, he wouldn't. When he acted, it was a killing blow! Unfortunately, a layer of black lotus appeared on Ming He's body, directly blocking Tai Qing Lao Zi's dragon-entwined flat crutch. Ming He sneered. "Is that all? You want to sneak attack me? Do you really think I'm still the fool I used to be?" Tai Qing Lao Zi was astonished. He didn't succeed? Just then, Hong Jun appeared. Tai Qing Lao Zi became even more depressed. "Damn it, you showed up too early!" Hong Jun glanced below and his heart skipped a beat. "Damn it, I showed up too early. What's going on with Ming He? Why is he sitting here?" In fact, Hong Jun had seen Tai Qing Lao Zi make a move. "Good, this eldest disciple of mine has my heart. With this crutch, Ming He would surely be knocked away. Then Jie Yin would surely sit down, and when I appear, I would have thwarted Ming He's intentions!" Yes, that's what Hong Jun thought! Tai Qing Lao Zi also thought so. Unfortunately, the crutch was blocked by Ming He's Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, which automatically protected him! At this moment, Tai Qing Lao Zi looked at Hong Jun with a wandering gaze. "Brother, what's wrong with you? Did you show up too early? Or do you not have a script at all? This is not right!" Yes, this was not right. Hong Jun's gaze was also wandering. "Damn it, I just didn't calculate it carefully, and things went wrong. What should I do?" The other great powers of the Great Desolation fell silent, all looking at Ancestor Hong Jun, wanting to see what was going on! "From now on, this seat shall not be changed. Alright, the sermon begins! This sermon will last for three thousand years!" Hong Jun said thoughtfully! Tai Qing Lao Zi's gaze towards Hong Jun became even more wandering. "Damn it, the plot has collapsed. This Ming He actually has a seat. This is really not fantastical!" Then Hong Jun began his sermon! Instantly, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and heavenly flowers rained down. Vast Dao rhymes permeated the entire Purple霄 Palace. This time, Hong Jun was preaching the Dao of Da Luo Golden Immortal, covering all his experience, Dao methods, and divine abilities from cultivation to Da Luo! Tai Qing Lao Zi stopped thinking about it. There was no use in thinking so much. The plot had already unfolded like this, and he could only accept it! As Hong Jun preached, Tai Qing Lao Zi gained a deeper understanding of his previous cultivation. This had to be said to be Hong Jun's power. Even though Tai Qing Lao Zi was now at the peak of Da Luo, he still gained a lot! Gradually, three thousand years passed. After Hong Jun finished speaking, the celestial phenomena immediately dissipated. Looking at the people below, Hong Jun said, "We will continue the second sermon in ten thousand years. You may all disperse!" At this moment, the gate of the Purple霄 Palace opened. Just as everyone was about to leave, Di Jiang, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, stood up and asked, "May I ask, Saint, where does our Dao lie?" Hong Jun pondered for a moment and said, "The Wu Clan is born without a primordial spirit. You do not need to come next time!" With that, he disappeared! A hint of disappointment flashed in Di Jiang's eyes. He led the other Ancestral Witches out of the palace. The others also got up and left! Seeing Tai Qing Lao Zi still sitting there leisurely, Yuan Shi asked, "Eldest Brother? What's wrong?" "I have something to ask the Saint. You all wait outside for me!" Tai Qing Lao Zi said! Yuan Shi nodded and left his seat with Tong Tian, standing outside! After everyone had left, Hong Jun reappeared and looked at Tai Qing Lao Zi, who was still there. He asked indifferently, "What else do you need?" Tai Qing Lao Zi then stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Senior Saint. I wish to ask, what comes after Da Luo?" Hong Jun glanced at Tai Qing Lao Zi and said, "The next sermon will explain it! Go!" Tai Qing Lao Zi did not expect Hong Jun to say this. He didn't even give him a private lesson. He said, "Senior Saint, last time we helped you repair the earth veins. This karma has not yet been resolved!" Hong Jun's mouth twitched. He looked at Tai Qing Lao Zi deeply and said, "What do you want?" Tai Qing Lao Zi then said, "We do not wish to incur karma with the Saint, so please give us some spiritual treasures or tell us about the cultivation after Da Luo in advance!" Hong Jun was speechless. "After Da Luo, you need to cut the corpse to enter the Quasi-Saint realm. By cutting off the three corpses of good, evil, and self, you can achieve perfection!" Tai Qing Lao Zi immediately asked, "After cutting the three corpses, can one become a Saint?" Hong Jun shook his head, a half-smile on his face. "Cutting the three corpses is easy, but merging them is difficult. It requires innate spiritual treasures of the same root, origin, and power. Otherwise, the three corpses cannot be merged, and you cannot enter the Hun Yuan realm! This is what you want to ask, isn't it?" Tai Qing Lao Zi nodded. Yes, this was what he most wanted to know. He asked, "Does Senior have spiritual treasures of the same root, origin, and power?" Hong Jun shook his head and waved his hand. A few spiritual treasures floated in front of Tai Qing Lao Zi. "There is a set of such spiritual treasures for you three Qing. In this Great Desolation, there is only that set!"