Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 52
After Xuanniao ordered Kong Xuan, he said to Zhang Ye: "My Phoenix clan needs to suppress the immortal volcano. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist. Xuan'er will ask you to do so."

After saying that, Xuanniao bowed to Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye quickly helped him up: "Fellow Taoist, your words are serious. It is important to suppress the immortal volcano. As for Kong Xuan, since he worships me as his teacher, fellow Taoist, you can rest assured."

Xuanniao took one last look at Kong Xuan and flew towards the Immortal Volcano without looking back.

Zhang Ye looked at Kong Xuan who was reluctant to leave and sighed softly: "Oh! Chi'er, let's go."

When it comes to cultivation, you should have a great freedom and freedom of mind. Kong Xuan is living outside, has not seen his fellow clan members for a long time, and does not know the current state of the Feng clan, so he is inevitably anxious.

Zhang Ye brought him to the Immortal Volcano just to let him put aside his worries and practice wholeheartedly. He didn't want to let a seedling that was at least a quasi-sage be destroyed in his hands.

After visiting the Immortal Volcano, I learned that the current situation of the Phoenix Clan has not deteriorated.Zhang Ye could clearly feel that Kong Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Kong Xuan, I will take you back to Kunlun to practice!" Zhang Ye said.

"It's all at the command of the master."

When I came, I was traveling, and I walked leisurely and slowly. When I returned, I was just one step away from the world. In just 300 years, Zhang Ye returned to Kunlun.

After taking Kong Xuan to visit Sanqing, he wanted to go back to Xuanyuan Peak, but he was stopped by Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Xuanyuan, you go and ring the golden bell to call Yuxu's disciples."

Zhang Ye was a little curious, why did he call Yuxu a disciple?But there was no expression on his face. Yuanshi Tianzun was a man who respected etiquette, laws and rules, and he could not lose his etiquette in front of him.

"When, when, when"

With the three bells ringing, all the Chanjiao disciples living in Kunlun came out of seclusion and headed towards the Sanqing Palace, the main line of Kunlun.
Zhang Ye heard the voice of Tongtian just after he came to the Sanqing Palace after knocking the Yuxu golden bell

"Xuan Yuan, please sound the fishing drum too!"

Zhang Ye took the fishing drum from Tongtian, "Dong, dong, dong"

Tens of thousands of Jujiao disciples also began to gather, heading towards the Sanqing Palace.

The Renjiao only has one disciple in Xuandu, but it doesn’t require any summoning method. I just came to Xuandu by transmitting the message.

Zhang Ye became more and more curious. Why did he gather the disciples of the three religions together?

After a while, streaks of light streaked across the three thousand peaks surrounding Kunlun, heading toward Sanqing Palace, the main line of Kunlun, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.

Sanqing looked at the many disciples below, and Yuanshi said:

"300 years later, when the saints discuss the Tao, the disciples of Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti will also come. In the past hundred years, you will devote yourself to practicing, and don't want to fall into my prestige of the Three Purities."

"Yes, I would like to obey the order of the master (uncle and uncle)"

"Don't worry, just do your best. There's no need to force it." Tongtian comforted him.

"We have been preaching to you for a hundred years. How much we can improve you depends on your fate!" I am not here.

"Thank you, Master (Uncle)"

When the saint preached, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, spiritual springs sprayed, and purple air filled the air. There was no Taoist sound, only a Taoist rhyme permeated the air.

All the immortals were fascinated by this rhyme of Taoism, and they all found what they wanted from it, and Zhang Ye also had some insights. His Taoism was born out of the method of the Three Teachings.

A hundred years passed by in a hurry, and the immortals' improvement was limited. After all, the time was too short, and a hundred years was just the time it took to take a nap.

The immortals returned to their respective mountain peaks, and as soon as they arrived at the mountain pass, Fu Zhu came to greet them. Zhang Ye introduced: "He is your senior brother, Fu Zhu, who cultivated in the late Taiyi period. This is my new disciple. His name is Kong Xuan"

"I've met senior brother" Kong Xuan bowed his hands and saluted.

"Junior brother, you're welcome. No need to be polite. We are fellow disciples and we should help each other."

Fu Zhu was also very happy to see Kong Xuan. Although there was no one in Kunlun with a higher level of cultivation than him except Sanqing and Zhang Ye, they were all older than him, which was very embarrassing.

Fu Zhu and them were more reserved than close to them. Finally, Zhang Ye brought him a junior brother. He was still aware of Zhang Ye's high vision.Even the heel and foot of his low-grade innate gods and demons were admitted into Taiyi before they were accepted into his sect.The little junior brother in front of him should be taller than him.

Zhang Ye was also very pleased to see this scene in front of him. He didn't want to see fellow sects killing each other.

He called his two disciples to the Xuanyuan Hall, sat on the cloud platform and said: "Master, Kong Xuan, although you are highly advanced in Taoism, you are still juniors. All you have to do is listen to the sages talking about Taoism. "

"Yes, my disciple saved it."

Zhang Ye meant that when the disciples started to discuss Taoism, he asked them not to participate. If the seniors are not as good as the juniors, they will inevitably be embarrassed.

Time flies so fast, and 200 years pass by in a blink of an eye. On this day, Kunlun Mountain shines brightly.

The Sanskrit music was chanted lightly, the golden light shone, and the murmurs of countless Taoists knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras resounded throughout Kunlun. The immortals in Kunlun felt that the mystery was endless, and they couldn't help but indulge in it. Along with the murmur of chanting sutras, the two sages of the West led their disciples The doorman has arrived.

A golden bridge spreads out from the main line of Kunlun to the feet of the two sages of the west.

"Two junior brothers, please come in," Yuan Shi's mighty voice came, which also had the effect of enlightenment. The immortals felt as if they had seen the great road, and all their usual doubts were clear.

The West has methods of salvation, and the Three Pure Ones actually have them as well. However, the Sanskrit sounds of the Second Saint in the West are not meant to save the disciples of the Three Pure Ones. They are just signals to the Three Pure Ones, and they also have the meaning of testing.

Now it seems that the realm of Yuanshi Tianzun is at least not lower than that of the two sages of the West.

With a phoenix cry, the air of creation fell, thousands of auspicious colors floated, and auspicious air fell from the clouds. It was Nuwa who came with the golden phoenix,

Another golden light spread from Kunlun's main vein to Nuwa's feet,
"Junior Sister Nuwa, please come in."

The endless energy of creation descended, and all creatures in Kunlun benefited.

The golden bells and fishing drums of Yuxu Palace, which had been silent for a hundred years, sounded again, and the Three Thousand Peaks of Kunlun once again rose up, gathering in Sanqing Palace.

The Second Sage of the West told his disciples: "We are discussing the Tao with your masters, and you are not allowed to cause trouble here, do you understand?"

"The Disciple Knows"

Yuanshi Tianzun also warned: "You are so good at entertaining guests, don't be negligent, Xuanyuan, you come with me."

Then the saints took Xuanyuan and disappeared in front of everyone, and went to the back mountain of Kunlun. The fluctuations of the saints' discussion of Tao were not something that monks below Daluo could listen to. Hearing the Tao and principles that did not belong to their own understanding would inevitably leave behind them in the future. Hidden danger, falling into the devil's path
Yuanshi Tianzun didn't see the flash of strange color on Ran Deng's face. It was a great opportunity to listen to the saints' discussion, but he didn't say anything. After all, Zhang Ye was the first disciple of the Three Purities and had a high status.

The saints were on a sacred cliff in the back mountain of Kunlun. Only Zhang Ye was waiting on them. They sat opposite each other and talked about mysteries and Taoism.

Zhang Ye took out a set of tea sets that he had made by himself. Each piece was a low-grade innate spiritual treasure. He took out the already prepared Enlightenment Tea and Sanguang Divine Water and started to make tea.

The tea was brewed in a smooth flow, which was very ceremonial. The saints looked at this scene and were a little curious. They had never seen this before.

Soon, six cups of enlightenment tea were placed in front of the saints.

(End of this chapter)