This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 734 - 410: The Three Pure Ones: Harmonize, Hong Jun!

Xuanqing heard this and smiled noncommittally.

He then turned his head and looked at the "Heavenly Dao Hong Jun" on the other side of the Dao platform, still tightly entwined by countless Heavenly Dao Law Chains, and slowly began to speak: "Principal Hong Jun, I trust you've been well?"

The eternal "Heavenly Dao Hong Jun" seemed to have a slight shift in his eyes.

A serene, unperturbed Daoist melody, seemingly containing the principles of the entire universe, resounded within the Purple Cloud Palace:

"Daoist's elegance surpasses the past, a matter of joy and congratulation."

"Haha, shared joy, shared joy," Xuanqing replied with a calm smile.

Seeing this scene, all the gods were stunned.

They looked at Hong Jun with disbelief on their faces.

What the... no way...

Old Ancestor Yang Mei was initially taken aback, he suddenly turned his head to glance at Hao Tian, then stared intently at Daoist Hongjun.

Finally, he laughed.

[Well, that's good, this is good too!]

Yang Mei, who had come to attend the third assembly with a heavy heart, felt much lighter at this moment.

Having exchanged greetings with Hong Jun, Xuanqing then said no more, withdrawing his gaze to look again at the three thousand guests within the Purple Cloud Palace, and loudly announced:

"Now, the third Purple Cloud Palace assembly is formally convened!"

"This time's Purple Cloud Palace assembly is the last full assembly co-hosted by me and Principal Hong Jun."

"The content of the assembly is the Dao of Wu Ji, which is also the Dao of Taiwu."

Xuanqing paused deliberately at this point.

Attracting the attention of all the gods.

"The way of Heaven is like the bending of a bow: what is high is lowered, what is low is raised; what abounds is reduced, what is deficient is replenished. The way of Heaven diminishes excess and supplements deficiency..."

"The Saint has no constant heart, making the hearts of all living beings his heart. To the kind, I am kind; to the unkind, I am also kind, achieving perfect virtue. To the faithful, I am faithful; to the unfaithful, I am also faithful, achieving perfect faith. The Saint is placid within the world, harmonizing his mind for all under heaven. All living beings focus their ears and eyes on him, and the Saint regards them all as children."

"The Great Dao can lead in any direction. All things rely on it for life and do not claim possession; it nurtures all things without claiming to be their master. Always lacking desire, it may be called small; all things return to it and it does not claim to be master, it may be called great. Because it does not consider itself great, it can achieve greatness..."

This sermon was straightforward, progressing gradually.

Hong Jun spoke slowly, deliberately; everyone listened attentively, earnestly making notes.

Because this time it was about the Saint's Dao, the Primordial Dao, the Dao of Wu Ji!

The illustrious Great Dao, the apparent ultimate principles, Primordial Infinite, the Holy Heart of Heaven and Earth.

All these things were articulated by Daoist Hongjun without reservation.

The Dao is nameless, Dao is hard to name.

This is a phrase known to all who seek enlightenment.

Yet now, Hong Jun expressed all these things clearly and plainly with words.

From the creation of Heaven and Earth, throughout all time, incomparable in the realm of teaching and enlightenment!

Of course, also the Holy Heavenly Emperor!

The gods looked at Xuanqing beside him, a sincere smile appearing on their faces.

Hong Jun's discourse was filled with pearls of wisdom, each sentence an ultimate truth.

The gods listened quietly to the words of the Daoist Ancestor, feeling their Spiritual Platforms clear, and their Primordial Spirits tremble.

The five energies within their chests remained enduring, while the splendid Three Flowers atop their heads radiated.

The mysteries of the Great Dao, today, were suddenly unveiled; their limbs and bones, infinitely comfortable.

The Three Pure Ones were initially sitting stable without any movement.

But as the lecture delved deeper, the Heavenly Venerate Yuanshi above his head manifested a Celestial Cloud, within which was a blurry figure, indiscernible, holding a great axe, sublimely lofty.

Taishang atop his head was shrouded in Zi Qi, Yin Yang Fish swimming within Chaos, evolving the ultimate principle of Taiji.

Daoist Lord Yu Chen's starry eyes were brilliant, sometimes his brows furrowed, sometimes relaxedly expanded, his figure as straight as a sword, exuding an indefatigable aggressiveness.

Nuwa maintained a composed demeanor throughout, her head crowned with divine light, three thousand Great Daos evolving above.

Mountains, rivers, moon, stars, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, bizarre and strange, everything was there, boundless Spiritual Energy nurturing billions of lives, yet billions of lives seemed to be within the cycle of life and death.

Jieyin's face showed no sign of suffering.

Upon careful observation, it turned out that he had unknowingly entered a peaceful dream.

The Daoist Ancestor preached three thousand Daos, Jieyin dreamed deeply of three thousand, indeed a Supreme Skill.

Zhunti Daoist held a flower and smiled, all his Dao realizations were among countless Bodhi Leaves, the ultimate principles of heaven and earth reside in the Bodhi Heart!

Fu Xi did not manifest the Heavenly Mechanism Dao Fruit this time.

He built a world of melody for himself, where the plucking of the five-colored strings became Daoist maxims;

Zhen Yuanzi sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head, and when encountering something he didn't understand, he used the Earth Book to jot it down, remaining ever steadfast;

Red Cloud aimed for freedom, therefore his Dao transcended the cage, unrestrained and unconventional;

Di Jun Tai Yi exuded grandeur, the River Map and Luo Book interpreting myriad, the Chaos Great Bell engraving myriad laws.

Each deity at this moment pushed their Dao Fruits to the limit.

All the holy beings tried every means to understand and meditate on the Dao, each gaining what they could depending on their abilities.

Unconsciously, nine hundred years passed.

The Dao melody ceased, the gods awoke from the profound realm, most eagerly gazing at the Daoist Ancestor.

They couldn't help it, the Great Dao this time was just too lofty, it was hard to comprehend!

However, as they looked around, seeing that the majority in the Purple Cloud Palace had a look of bewilderment,

their hearts were immediately filled with delight, and their faces showed some smiles.

This instantly improved everyone's mood.

Next was the questioning session.

The three thousand Daoists asked, the Daoist Ancestor alone answered.

Hong Jun was undoubtedly an excellent teacher, the Daoists asked many questions, all of which he answered with great patience, each word prompting profound reflection, each phrase providing enlightenment, resolving the Daoists' doubts one by one, and deepening their understanding of the Dao.