boyutpedia Chapter 281 The Futon Seat!
Chapter 281 The Futon Seat!
This soft shout, like a morning bell, resonated in everyone's hearts, jolting those beings who had been captivated by the majestic appearance of the three thousand demon gods to their senses.
After regaining their senses, these people were filled not only with the shock and lingering fear of surviving a disaster, but also with deep gratitude towards Zi Qiao.
If it weren't for Zi Qiao in front of them, they would probably have already fallen into endless mental chaos, and their Dao hearts might have collapsed, resulting in a great loss of cultivation.
So he quickly bowed to Zi Qiao in thanks.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior!"
In response to everyone's gratitude, Zi Qiao nodded slightly, then put away the Four Seasons Purple Bell and said softly:
"This place is my master's Daoist temple. The laws of the Great Dao are omnipresent, and the creations here are countless. However, precisely because the creations here are too powerful and profound, one can easily become trapped and unable to extricate oneself if one is not careful. You all must guard your minds and not be disturbed by external things."
Her voice was soft, yet every word was like thunder, striking straight to the heart.
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, their gratitude towards Zi Qiao growing even stronger.
At this moment, Shuofeng stepped forward, his expression solemn.
His gaze sharpened as he surveyed the crowd, and he said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, the place above is my master's sacred space, where he preaches. We will escort you here; the rest of the journey is up to you. Remember, do not delay!"
After saying that, Shuofeng and Ziqiao exchanged a glance.
Then, together with a group of children, they vanished from the spot in an instant.
They've already shown us the way; we need to hurry up and serve tea and water to our master and all the elders!
Watching Shuofeng, Ziwei, and the others depart.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qiongqi stepped forward.
Taotie and the others did not hesitate.
With their current cultivation level, unless they deliberately integrate the essence of the stone pillar into themselves, this power is not enough to affect them.
The same applies to the Primordial Golden Immortals of the Demon Clan and the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.
They all stepped forward.
Houtu looked at Nuwa, who hadn't moved, and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, aren't you in a hurry?!"
Nuwa glanced at Fuxi beside her without making a sound, and couldn't help but sigh.
He then shook his head slightly at Houtu and forced a smile, saying, "No rush! This is my first time in the Daoist Venerable's temple. It's best to observe carefully! Perhaps I can gain some good fortune?"
Upon hearing this, Fuxi frowned slightly, a hint of urgency appearing on his face.
He tugged at Nuwa's sleeve and whispered, "Sister, hurry, let's go! Forget about any other gains, seeing the Daoist Master as soon as possible is the greatest gain!"
Nuwa rolled her eyes upon hearing this.
She wanted to go up quickly, but wasn't she worried about you, you idiot?!
But she didn't say much, she just followed Fuxi and walked onto the white jade road together.
The same applies to the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches.
Together they embarked on the white jade road inscribed with laws and laws.
And as they embarked on this path.
Each step they took was like stepping onto an endless avenue, causing the surrounding laws to surge like a tide and crash down upon them.
This intensified the pressure on them.
However, they dared not linger for a moment, and could only grit their teeth and persevere, moving forward step by step.
As they approached the summit, the surrounding scenery became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable.
In the sky, countless Dao runes intertwined into a net, shimmering with dazzling light.
On the ground, countless dazzling golden lotuses bloomed everywhere, radiating boundless auspiciousness.
Finally, after a long journey, 66,666 people arrived at the summit of Hongyuan Mountain.
What came into view was a platform that stretched into the distance, its ground paved with obsidian and platinum, and engraved with mysterious and enigmatic patterns.
That's not the most shocking thing. The most shocking thing is...
Within this platform stood ten enormous spiritual roots that seemed to support the entire world.
Each one exudes an aura of profound antiquity and grandeur, as if telling the stories of the beginning of time.
In a corner beside the ten spiritual roots, there also sits a vast and boundless spiritual spring.
Within the spiritual spring, countless strange phenomena surged, generating a powerful aura.
Even just seeing each drop of water exudes an inexplicable, immense pressure.
It was as if those were not drops of spiritual water, but countless worlds.
It was so heavy it was unbelievable.
When they saw what was happening before their eyes, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Behind the ten spiritual roots stood a magnificent palace, surrounded by endless auspicious clouds and mist, seemingly integrated with heaven and earth.
It stood there quietly, as if it were the center of the entire world.
The word "magnificent" is insufficient to describe its grandeur.
"This...this is Second Uncle's dojo?" Tongtian murmured to himself, his eyes filled with shock.
His voice trembled slightly. At this moment, he truly understood what a temple was and what it meant to be a temple.
Compared to my second uncle's Taoist temple, their Sanqing's Kunlun Mountain is...
That was a complete nook and cranny.
It doesn't even qualify as a stinking ditch!
Di Jun was the same, completely stunned, muttering to himself, "This is the Heavenly Court! What kind of Heavenly Court is mine?"
Meanwhile, Qiongqi and the others were pondering, "Could they, as members of the ferocious beast clan, exchange their jobs for working here?!"
Even if it's tiring, it's fine.
They don't care, and it's acceptable to them.
As everyone gazed at the palace, their hearts were filled with awe and longing.
They knew that this was the Daoist Master's residence and their final destination.
Just as everyone was in shock, the palace at the center of that world suddenly trembled slightly and burst forth with countless rays of light.
In the blink of an eye, they landed in front of the palace.
They transformed into prayer cushions filled with Taoist charm.
The number is as high as 66,666.
However, only twenty-seven are closest to Hongyuan Palace.
These twenty-seven, seemingly arranged in their own row, appear quite unique.
Looking at the rows of prayer cushions in front of me.
Just then, some quick-witted and agile creatures realized that this was a rare opportunity. Without saying a word, they immediately burst forth at full speed and sped toward the prayer mats.
Among them were the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witches.
But the fastest were the group of Hunyuan Golden Immortals.
Especially Qiongqi and his group, their speed was simply frightening.
It should be noted that they were among the earliest beings to be born in the world. After countless years of tempering and cultivation, they have now all reached the peak of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.
Whether it's the depth of one's magical power, the skill in using spells and supernatural abilities, or even just relying on one's cultivation level.
Their speed is far beyond that of ordinary creatures.
When it comes to stealing, who can out-steal from them?!
In the blink of an eye, half of the twenty-seven prayer mats were occupied.