Chapter 832: Laozi Lends the Taiji Diagram

After experiencing thousands of hardships and obstacles, and cultivating the Dao for millions of years, it was all reduced to dust in a single moment.

As for who the murderer was.

One didn't even need to think to know it was definitely that bunch from the Jie Sect.

Jiang Ziya didn't know what he had thought of, but he suddenly shivered and said urgently, "We cannot wait any longer. I wonder which Senior Brother is willing to go through the trouble of returning to Yuxu Palace to borrow the Pangu Banner from the Master?"

This group of Jie Sect beasts is simply insane.

In order to kill Chijingzi, they actually used the Curse Killing Technique to trade life for life.

Yunzhongzi and the others also felt a sense of urgency.

With Chijingzi now gone, what if they were next?

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun hurriedly said, "I shall go."

Jiang Ziya nodded and said, "Good, then I will trouble you, Senior Brother. Go and return quickly."

………

Yuxu Palace.

"Wicked obstacle!"

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't help but shout sternly.

He sensed Chijingzi's death the very first moment it happened.

First Taiyi Zhenren, then Chijingzi; these were all personal disciples he had carefully selected and meticulously nurtured.

Now that two had fallen in succession just as the Fengshen War had begun, how could he not feel heartache?

If not for his restraint, he would have wanted to strike from afar with a single palm to erase Sishui Pass from the Primordial Continent.

A few minutes later.

The voice of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun came from outside the hall: "Disciple Qingxu requests an audience with the Master."

Yuanshi Tianzun restrained his anger, his expression returning to calm, and he replied indifferently, "Come in."

Soon, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun walked in quickly, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Master. Master, the disciples of the Jie Sect have set up the Ten Absolute Formations before Sishui Pass, intending to stop us.

We have already broken seven formations today and beheaded seven Heavenly Lords.

But who would have thought that the Jie Sect disciples would be such sore losers, using the Curse Killing Technique to curse Senior Brother Chijingzi to death.

This disciple has come to borrow the Pangu Banner from you, Master, to break the remaining formations and prevent them from harming others with the Curse Killing Technique again."

How could Yuanshi Tianzun not know of his disciples' fear?

He said indifferently, "Chijingzi's death was caused by that wicked obstacle Yao Bin using the Soul-Falling Array as a medium to curse him; you need not worry. As for the Pangu Banner, I have other uses for it at the moment. You should go to the Eight Views Palace and borrow the Taiji Diagram from your Senior Uncle."

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Naturally, he dared not question what Yuanshi Tianzun said, so after bowing, he turned and left.

In reality, the Pangu Banner remained idle.

The reason Yuanshi Tianzun had Qingxu Daode Zhenjun go to borrow the Taiji Diagram from Laozi was also to test Laozi.

If Laozi was willing to lend it, then he could proceed to discuss dealing with Tongtian.

If he was unwilling to lend it, then he would have to think of another way.

Do not look at the Jie Sect as being powerful; who wins or loses in the war between the two sects still depends on these two Saints, and the fact that Tongtian Jiaozhu wields the Immortal Execution Sword Array, which cannot be broken without four Saints, is what gives him a headache.

Therefore, contacting the various Saints to deal with Tongtian is inevitable.

……

Shouyang Mountain.

Eight Views Palace.

Laozi opened his eyes and saw his disciple Xuandu Dafa Shi walking in slowly, bowing as he said, "Master, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun of the Jie Sect requests an audience."

With a movement of his mind, countless pieces of information flooded into Laozi's heart, and he soon understood the whole story.

With a calm expression, neither sad nor happy, he said, "Bring him in."

"Yes, Master."

Xuandu Dafa Shi bowed and turned to leave.

A moment later, he brought Qingxu Daode Zhenjun inside.

"Greetings, Senior Uncle."

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun paid his respects respectfully.

Laozi nodded indifferently. He flicked his long sleeve, and the Taiji Diagram landed before Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. He said, "I already know the reason for your visit. The fortune of Cheng Tang is exhausted; this is ordained by Heaven."

Laozi's "non-action" does not mean he does not contend.

Non-action, yet doing everything—this is the true interpretation of non-action. As the eldest disciple of the Mysterious Gate and the leader of the Three Pure Ones, although he occupies the advantage of the "Ren Sect" and can enjoy thirty percent of the Human Race's fortune, the fortune of the Primordial Continent is not limited to the Human Race alone.

Every race possesses fortune.

It is just that as the protagonists of the Primordial Continent, the Human Race's fortune is the most abundant.

The Jie Sect is powerful, with ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage, over eighty percent of whom are of the Demon Race. This is equivalent to Tongtian Jiaozhu also enjoying a great deal of the Demon Race's fortune; when combined, the fortune he enjoys is actually not much less than Laozi's.

The struggle of Saints is a struggle for fortune.

If you have more, I have less.

Therefore, it is impossible for Laozi to allow the Jie Sect to develop without limit.

Furthermore, Tongtian Jiaozhu possesses the Immortal Execution Sword Array, which cannot be broken without four Saints; this is also a sharp sword hanging over his head.

If Yuanshi Tianzun can organize a group to break Tongtian Jiaozhu's Immortal Execution Sword Array, then he will remain the foremost among the Saints.

It is just that Laozi's methods are brilliant, and he never charges into battle himself.

He does nothing, yet in the end, he gains everything.

Please... you... add to your collection... 6... 9... the book...!

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was overjoyed and hurriedly received the Taiji Diagram respectfully with both hands, saying happily, "Many thanks, Grandmaster Uncle."

Laozi nodded, "Go."

"This disciple takes his leave."

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun bowed once more before turning to leave.

Xuandu Dafa Shi saw him off.

Seeing the two leave, just as Laozi was about to continue his spiritual journey through the Great Void, two voices suddenly echoed between Heaven and Earth one after the other.

"I, Zhunti, shall begin livestreaming on Douyin tomorrow, preaching the Dao for three years; all who possess a Mobile Phone may listen to the sermon."

"I, Jieyin, shall begin livestreaming on Douyin tomorrow, preaching the Dao for three years; all who possess a Mobile Phone may listen to the sermon."

At this moment, the voices of Zhunti Daoren and Jieyin Daoren resounded throughout Honghuang.

A Saint preaching the Dao is, in truth, nothing new.

Although Laozi practices non-action, he has also preached the Dao many times in the Human Race, at Shouyang Mountain, and at Kunlun Mountain to propagate his orthodoxy, and often a single sermon would last for hundreds of years.

By all logic, Jieyin and Zhunti preaching for three years is really nothing of note.

But with the addition of elements like "Douyin," "livestreaming," and "Mobile Phone," Laozi was somewhat bewildered; what does it mean that all who possess a Mobile Phone may listen to the sermon, and how does one listen?

However, Saints are omniscient and omnipotent; by performing a slight Calculation, he understood things he did not grasp.

Very quickly, Laozi knew.

A Mobile Phone is a new type of Dharma Treasure, popular throughout all of Honghuang, with users numbering in the hundreds of trillions.

Take the battle at Sishui Pass, for instance; many lurking Loose Immortals did livestreams, broadcasting the scenes of the war in real-time to Mobile Phone users across Honghuang, which is truly miraculous.

"Livestreaming a sermon!"

Laozi whispered to himself, his eyes deep and bright.

He sent a message to Xuandu Dafa Shi, and soon Xuandu Dafa Shi hurried over: "Master."

Laozi said, "You have also heard the words of Jieyin and Zhunti. Do you know of a Mobile Phone?"

Xuandu Dafa Shi shook his head, "This disciple does not know."

Laozi said, "Go to the Human Ancestral Land and bring back a Mobile Phone."

"Yes, Teacher."

Xuandu Dafa Shi nodded; he was actually curious himself about what a Mobile Phone was.

Golden Turtle Island.

Biyou Palace.

"Livestreaming a sermon!"

As a veteran user of the Mobile Phone, Tongtian Jiaozhu quickly grasped the profound mystery of livestreaming a sermon.

His eyes could not help but brighten slightly.

In the past, when preaching the Dao, those who could come to listen were basically people from the surrounding area, and the audience was limited.

But if it were a livestreamed sermon, the audience would be spread across all of Honghuang; those listening would number in the hundreds of trillions, or even more, and thus the effect of the sermon would naturally be even better.

For every additional cultivator in the orthodoxy, the merit of edification increases by one part.

"Perhaps I, too, could livestream a sermon."

"It is a pity, though, that the two from the Western Sect have taken the lead; let us first observe the effects of their livestreamed sermon." (End of chapter)