svetikya Chapter 62: The Three Qing Can Only Compromise
Chapter 62: The Three Qing Can Only Compromise
Chapter 62 The Three Pure Ones Have No Choice But to Compromise
However, before Ling Xiao could speak, the twelve Ancestral Witches, who were watching the spectacle with a sullen face, stepped forward.
Dijiang sneered and said, "If you truly respected the Father God, you wouldn't always claim to be the true descendant of Pangu."
"To tarnish the face of the Father God is simply to betray one's ancestors."
At this moment, Zhunti jumped out, looked at the Three Pure Ones, and said, "It is your blessing that my elder brother made you your attendants, but I think you are unaware of your good fortune."
Hearing this, the Three Pure Ones were stunned.
Being someone's page is considered a blessing?
Seeing the resentment in the eyes of the Three Pure Ones, Zhunti smiled and asked, "You're not convinced? Then beat you until you're willing to become their servants!"
Holding the Seven Treasures Tree, he looked eager to try, as if deciding which person's head to smash first.
Upon seeing this, Taiqing Laozi, who had always considered himself to be pure and inactive, had his beard tremble and his face turn from blue to purple with each breath.
He was clearly furious, not to mention the hot-tempered Yuanshi and Tongtian.
Taiqing took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and asked, "Lingxiao, you have humiliated us like this; aren't you afraid that the Dao Ancestor will take action?"
The Three Pure Ones, possessing the merits of creation and great fortune, all had a premonition that they would achieve great things in the future.
It is conceivable that Hongjun, being a sage, would be fully aware of this matter.
at the same time.
Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun sat cross-legged on the Dao Platform, his entire body radiating surging purple energy, his holy might as well as a prison.
A pair of divine eyes opened and closed, piercing through the endless barriers of space, gazing upon the shores of the East China Sea.
Ultimately, the image settled on a group of innate deities.
Hongjun's expression was neither sad nor happy.
But in the instant she looked at Ling Xiao, a ripple seemed to appear in her eyes.
At this moment, in the canyon of the fake fairy island in the East China Sea.
All eyes in the room turned to Ling Xiao.
After listening to what Taiqing said, Lingxiao looked at the Three Pure Ones with a half-smile.
He wasn't afraid at all; he even wanted to laugh.
Such a major event has occurred in the East Sea; Hongjun must be paying attention!
However, if he were to encounter real danger, Ling Xiao would certainly be able to leave safely.
For Hongjun, comprehending the Jade Tablet of Creation and aligning himself with the Heavenly Dao were of great importance.
However, the sage is ordained by Heaven, which is the general trend.
For the sake of the greater good, during his second sermon, Hongjun appointed the Eastern King Duke and the Western Queen Mother to lead all the immortals of the primordial world.
Ling Xiao thought for a moment.
Hongjun is indeed an old coin!
Knowing full well that the Lich and Demon races were the main protagonists of this great calamity, they still pushed out the Eastern King Duke to oppose the two races.
This is because they are afraid that the Eastern King Duke will not die quickly enough.
Ling Xiao knew that Hongjun was paying attention. At this moment, he looked at the Three Pure Ones and said, "The Dao Ancestor opened the Xuanmen and laid the foundation for the prehistoric world for ten thousand generations. He is a great man."
"And what about you Three Pure Ones? You're just lowly attendants, yet you've dragged the Dao Ancestor into this trivial matter."
"So you're just thinking of using the Dao Ancestor's name to be lazy and lazy, huh? Mentioning the name 'Dao Ancestor' is an insult to his esteemed reputation!"
Ling Xiao raised his arm and pointed at the Three Pure Ones, his fingers trembling, and angrily rebuked them.
Like a believer, guarding their faith.
The Three Pure Ones trembled with anger upon hearing this. They all glared at Ling Xiao, asking, "Is he even speaking human language? He's just a mere pageboy!"
In the midst of chaos, within the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun was filled with satisfaction, thinking to himself, "This Lingxiao is definitely not a variable. He actually speaks highly of me. This child is quite intelligent."
As the saying goes, the overall trend cannot be changed, but minor trends can be altered.
The Three Pure Ones themselves have created karma, and if they are to become children, that is their business.
As long as it doesn't affect their eventual status as divinely ordained saints, that's fine.
Hongjun withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to comprehend the Jade Disc of Creation.
At this point, the Three Pure Ones had no choice but to bow their heads.
Taiqing transformed into an alchemy boy, his little face contorted with grief.
Yuanshi transformed into a weapon-refining boy, looking quite resentful.
Tongtian, now a disciple specializing in array formations, was filled with helplessness.
Meanwhile, Dongwanggong, who had long since transformed into a tortoise, lay on the ground, his mocking gaze fixed on the Three Pure Ones.
Previously, Yuanshi had even tried to seize his position as the head of the male immortals.
Neither Taiqing nor Tongtian spoke up for him.
The Eastern King Duke has always kept the grudge against the Three Pure Ones in his heart.
"Yuanshi, how could you transform into a child? Aren't you a direct descendant of Pangu, born of noble birth?"
"Hehe, that's hilarious."
The tortoise that the Eastern King Duke had transformed into raised its head and let out a burst of laughter.
He knows how to be sarcastic.
Tongtian stepped forward and said coldly, "You, the ruler of the Celestial Court, have now turned into a tortoise. What do you have to be proud of?"
"The three of us are not serving as mounts for anyone else."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi glanced at Tongtian and thought to himself, "My third brother's words are emphasizing that the Three Pure Ones are in trouble. He's probably also subtly mocking my previous arrogance."
His anger and resentment towards Tongtian intensified.
"Tongtian, shut up! I haven't even said anything yet."
Yuanshi flicked his sleeve and said impatiently.
Upon hearing this, Tongtian was furious. How could his second brother be so unable to distinguish right from wrong? He had spoken up for him, but instead, he was being blamed.
Seeing Tongtian in such distress, Lingxiao knew that the Three Pure Ones would inevitably separate one day.
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to tolerate having a bipolar second brother either.
Ling Xiao stopped paying attention to the Three Pure Ones and instead turned his gaze to the River Styx, Kunpeng, Nuwa, and Fuxi...
Seeing his gaze shift towards him, Kunpeng reacted quickly. With a whoosh, his whole body flashed with azure light, and he transformed into a giant roc and soared into the heavens.
"The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on forever; we'll meet again!"
Kunpeng's hearty laughter echoed throughout the East China Sea. As everyone watched, the roc's body disappeared into the clouds.
Ling Xiao remained standing in place and did not give chase.
Kunpeng may not be good at anything else, but he's incredibly fast.
In the final battle between the Lich King and the Demon King, as the two races clashed, Kunpeng slipped away, carrying the Hetu Luoshu, and fled into the North Sea.
It's clear this person lacks courage; he hesitates to do great things but risks his life for small gains—he's just a nobody.
At this moment, they saw that Kunpeng had already slipped away.
Even the Styx River, Nuwa, and Fuxi are about to slip away.
However, they did not possess the extreme speed of the Kunpeng, so they could not escape even if they wanted to, and were caught red-handed by Jieyin, Zhunti, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
They were surrounded; there were people everywhere outside.
Styx transformed into a white-robed boy, bowed to Ling Xiao, and said with a wry smile, "Fellow Daoist, I'm really being honest, please let me go."
When the Three Pure Ones attacked Ling Xiao, he also joined in the clamor, standing there like a lackey.
I don't want to lose my life because of this.
Ling Xiao looked at the Styx River with a meaningful look in his eyes, then smiled and looked at Fuxi and Nuwa.
"And you?"
Upon hearing this, Fuxi initially wanted to back down for his sister's sake, but he also didn't want her to be humiliated as a virgin.
For a moment, it was difficult to make a decision.
In addition, the brother and sister are both renowned saints, and few people dare to provoke them.
It's inevitable to be proud and arrogant; treating others as virgins is like cutting flesh from their bodies.
At this moment, the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi came before Ling Xiao and respectfully performed a kowtow.
"These two fellow Daoists are not as rude as Yuanshi. Fellow Daoist Lingxiao, could you please give us brothers face and let this brother and sister go?"
At this moment, Di Jun's tone carried a hint of pleading.
(End of this chapter)