Chapter 1 The Proverb in Chaos

Deep in chaos.

The berserk chaotic air kept surging, and the tyrannical power seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

This is a restricted area for all life, even the masters of Daluo Jinxian cannot survive for a long time.

At this time, there was a lonely figure standing in the void.

There is no fluctuation of mana in his body, and there is no magic weapon to protect his body, but it keeps the energy of chaos away from him for [-] miles.

In the prehistoric world billions of billions of miles away, everyone is closely watching his every move.

On Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, thousands of immortals from the Jiejiao gathered, and all eyes were on the bronze mirror sacrificed by Taoist Duobao.

"Eldest brother is really the number one genius in all ages. After only tens of thousands of years of practice, he is about to prove Hunyuan."

"I am deeply ashamed, I just feel that I have cultivated on dogs all these years..."

Looking at the image in the mirror, Zhao Gongming expressed emotion.

The Holy Mother of Wudang sighed and echoed: "Yes, even some old quasi-sages in the wilderness have been left behind by him."

"Compared with the big brother, we are simply stupid..."

Yun Xiao also said: "So we should encourage ourselves, don't embarrass the big brother."

The other Jiejiao disciples nodded their heads in praise.

The figure in the chaos is named Ye Changqing, the only disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master, and the elder brother of everyone in the sect.

His talent is really unique in all ages, and he has achieved such an achievement in only tens of thousands of years.

Once he succeeds in crossing the catastrophe, Jiejiao will become a second sage, and no one in the prehistoric world would dare to deceive the disciples of Jiejiao.

But I don't know why the gate of Biyou Palace is closed, and the leader of Tongtian Sect is nowhere to be seen at such a critical moment.

Above the main hall of Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes, the avenue flowed in his eyes, and he could see the trajectory of everything in the world clearly, but he couldn't see the future of Jiejiao clearly.

He has been retreating to deduce the secrets these days, but he can't deduce a result after being blinded by the secrets.

Ye Changqing's words before leaving still echoed in his ears.

"The upcoming mass calamity is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, the entire sect will be wiped out...

"Even if you are a saint, Master, you will not be spared..."

"As the senior brother of Jiejiao, I should intercept a little life for the younger brothers and younger sisters."

"Today I have no other choice but to prove Hunyuan in advance!"

The leader of Tongtian raised his head, and his eyes went straight to the sky through the floors.

He muttered to himself: "Is the new calamity really as terrible as Changqing said?"

After a long time, he sighed, watching the disciple's eyes gradually soften in the chaos.

Master Tongtian's eyes were full of pride, he thought that the most proud thing in his life was to accept such an apprentice.

There are disciples like this, what can the husband ask for?
"Changqing, don't you really need to be a teacher to protect the law for you?"

He asked again via voice transmission.

Ye Changqing immediately rebuffed: "No need, as long as Master can see the faces of those people clearly!"

Master Tongtian knew that his disciple had walked a different path, and he was both relieved and worried.

If you don't become a saint, you will become an ant, but the road to becoming a saint and proving the way is too difficult, and Ye Changqing's road is even more difficult.

In the old days when Zixiao Palace preached, Taoist Patriarch Hongjun passed down three methods of sanctification.

One is to achieve sanctification through merit and virtue.

This method is the simplest, but it requires the support of great merit.

Whether Nuwa kneaded earth to make people or the Sanqing Western Ersheng established religion and became holy, it is the simplest way to go.

One is to behead three corpses and become holy.

With the help of innate spiritual treasures, the three corpses of good, evil, and self are eliminated to achieve the holy position.

But among the great wilderness, so far only Daozu Hongjun has succeeded.

Therefore, this path is much more difficult than sanctification through merit.

One is to prove the way with strength.

Use your own great power and energy to forcibly surpass the Dao.

At the beginning, the great god Pangu took this path, but in the end he stopped at the half-step road saint, and ended up dead.

Now Ye Changqing is also proving the way with strength, but what he wants to transcend is the way of heaven.

Once he succeeds, he will be a saint who is not bound by the prehistoric way of heaven, that is, the fruit status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Of course, there is another way of proving the Tao, that is, the sanctification of the law.

Each of the three thousand gods and demons in the chaos has a Dao, and they can transcend the Dao by practicing to the extreme.

Even if none of them succeed, each of them has the strength of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, comparable to today's Heavenly Dao Saints.

There is only one person who is sanctified according to the law, and that is Patriarch Yangmei. He was sanctified 3000 years earlier than Patriarch Hongjun.

It is rumored that he once had a battle with the sanctified Patriarch Hongjun, and after the victory, he went to Chaos and never disappeared again.

So to sum it up, prove the Tao with force > prove the Tao with the law > behead the three corpses and become holy > become holy with merit.

Ye Changqing chose the most difficult path, can he really succeed?
"Ugh!"

A sigh resounded in Biyou Palace, echoing in the hall for a long time.

In the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao also gathered here, but the atmosphere was quite different from that of Jiejiao, and the whole hall was eerily quiet.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao below with a gloomy and uncertain expression.

Compared with Ye Changqing, they are a joke.

Could this be the authentic Pan Gu that I personally selected?

Tongtian, Tongtian, you really got a good apprentice!

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao lowered their heads like a defeated rooster.

Before Sanqing separated, they were defeated by Ye Changqing.

Even if twelve people shot together, they were suppressed by his backhand.

Yuanshi Tianzun has always looked down on the disciples of Jiejiao, and he can't protect his face, which directly led to the separation of the three.

It can be said that Ye Changqing has always been a mountain pressing on their heads, making them breathless.

Now Ye Changqing is ready to testify and become a saint, but they have been stuck in the Daluo Jinxian realm for more than 1000 years.

They are all disciples of saints. Why can he be so good?

The face of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao was full of resentment and jealousy, and his teeth were about to be crushed.

Daoist Ran Deng in the crowd hated his teeth even more, why wasn't he himself the one who gave the testimony today?

Thinking back then, he was also one of the three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace, and he was considered to be of the same generation as Yuanshi Tianzun Tongtian Cult Master.

Although he is worshiping Yuanshi Tianzun now, that is condescension.

Yuanshi Tianzun also treated him with courtesy and made him the deputy leader of teaching.

The disciples of Chanjiao also respected him very much, who wouldn't call him teacher when they saw him?

But now he is overtaken by a junior, and he really can't hold back his face.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand up to comfort himself: "It's not easy to prove Hunyuan?"

"Then Ye Changqing has neither great merit nor the foundation of holiness, so what can he use to kill the three corpses?"

"I'm afraid that if I stop the teaching this time, I will be happy for nothing!"

What Ran Deng said is true, even Yuanshi Tianzun took advantage of Pan Gu when he became a saint.

He was originally one of three parts of Pan Gu's primordial spirit, and he was born with great merit and great luck.

Later, he obtained the foundation of sanctification, Hongmeng Ziqi, in the Zixiao Palace, and then he became a saint with the help of the merits of establishing a religion.

This Ye Changqing has neither his own footsteps nor a fate against the sky. What does he use to prove the way?
Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun's complexion slowly recovered, and the atmosphere in the hall gradually eased, which made everyone below breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that Taoist Ran Deng still has a few words that he didn't clarify.

That is, there are still many people in the prehistoric world who will not just watch Ye Changqing succeed in proving the Dao.

Like himself!

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