Immortal Father
Chapter 595 - 595 210 The Three Teachings Hold a Meeting!

595: Chapter 210: The Three Teachings Hold a Meeting!

The Three Pure Ones Appear!

595: Chapter 210: The Three Teachings Hold a Meeting!

The Three Pure Ones Appear!

Rainbow?

Li Ping’an pushed open the window, looked up at the rainbow radiance hanging in the sky, and for a moment didn’t know quite what to say.

Could this also be related to the anomalies in the Heavenly Dao?

The sky couldn’t really be falling, could it?

Li Ping’an slammed the window shut and then, unable to resist, pulled it open again to gaze into the distance.

His father and Wei Yanzu were approaching on a cloud, muttering something to each other.

“Forget it, better to make some preparations to run for it.”

Li Ping’an chuckled bitterly.

He had personally started the Divine Enthronement catastrophe to persuade the Holy Mother to return;

His father was trying to help him resolve his troubles with the Heavenly Dao by forcefully pushing ahead?

If it was really so, he would have to face it head on.

Running away might be pleasant, but it wouldn’t solve the problem.

But now, Li Ping’an was also completely clueless, feeling only a jumble of thoughts.

The mere puzzle of the state of the Heavenly Dao was enough to occupy his contemplation for a long time.

The image of his master appeared before Li Ping’an’s eyes, bringing much stability to his spirit.

With things as they were, it was time to eat first.

…

High above the nine heavens, a thatched cottage stood on a cloud.

Inside the courtyard lay two page boys and a green ox, all fast asleep in a haystack.

The boys, dressed in bellybands and with their hair tied into goat horn braids, were heedless of the unfastened Vajra Turning upon the ox’s nostrils.

The green ox used a touch of its immortal power to wrap around two Pu Fans, gently fanning the sleeping children.

From the main room came an old, hoarse call:

“Xuandu?”

Sounds of clinking and clanking emerged from a side room as a young man wearing a light white robe rushed out, his mind still foggy and not fully awake, hurrying to the main room.

Behind him, both boys and the green ox turned their heads to look over.

The Sect Hierarch has spoken!

After so many years!

The Sect Hierarch has finally spoken again!

“Teacher.”

The young man bowed respectfully from outside the door, before stepping inside.

This young man’s face could only be considered above average in handsomeness, but he emitted a sense of gentleness.

His eyebrows were slightly long, his eyes narrow, his nose bridge high, and his light white robe emitted a faint glow.

The room’s setting was also very simple: an altar with the character ‘Dao’, a meditation cushion, and an old man.

The elder’s features were thin and withered, giving no sense of life force at first glance.

Yet, upon closer inspection, one could sense the profound and abstruse Dao Charm, as if his spirit had already merged with the cosmos, leaving behind only a withered shell.

But the young Daoist knew that if his teacher really became angry, his presence would be overwhelming, devouring all the Spiritual Energy within a hundred thousand miles in a single breath, truly terrifying.

Who was this old man?

In the Desolate Era, there were songs praising him:

Pangu’s Primordial Spirit split into three strands, the eldest brother, known as Taiqing.

Both yin and yang can not break through, while the Xuan Huang Pagoda steadies heaven’s tilt.

The ancient dragons and phoenixes avoid those with the Dao, the Sect Hierarch determines the fate of the Heavenly Emperor with a flick of his finger.

Slicing away the Three Corpses to establish the Human Teachings, a single word uttered would shock heaven and earth.

He was the Taiqing Elder of the Three Pure Ones.

The young Daoist was none other than Xuan Du Da Fa Shi (the Great Mage of Xuandu).

At this moment, he was slightly calculating something with his fingers, yin and yang swirling around his fingertips as if he had realized something.

The Elder said, “There are signs of calamity in the changes of the Heavenly Dao.”

“Teacher,” Xuan Du Da Fa Shi asked with a smile, “Is the Dao Immortal Tribulation coming?”

“Soon, within a few hundred years.”

The Elder stopped calculating and the yin and yang energies slowly rose in front of him, forming a Tai Chi Diagram.

The Elder calmly said, “This Dao Immortal Tribulation cannot be avoided, and eighty percent of the immortals from the Taoist Sect will perish or be injured.”

Xuan Du Da Fa Shi, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, asked softly, “Is the disciple also part of the tribulation?”

“You are not.”

Xuan Du Da Fa Shi felt a twinge of disappointment.

The Elder calculated again with his fingers, seeming to ponder something unfathomable.

He said, “The methods of divining by the Heavenly Dao can no longer be used, the Heavenly Dao has shielded the secrets; it rises unstoppably, and only by allowing the Heavenly Dao to flourish to its extreme and then decline can we once more imprison it within the cage of The Great Dao.”

The Great Mage asked, “Then what should we do, teacher?”

“You go and guard Xuan Capital City.”

“No, teacher!”

The Great Mage suddenly became anxious, hurriedly saying:

“Disciple has now reached the pinnacle of Da Luo, I can do things for you.”

“If there are changes in heaven and earth, the Innate Gods and Demons may attack forcefully; you go and guard, don’t let them penetrate.”

The Elder looked up at Xuan Du Da Fa Shi.

The latter quickly bowed his head in agreement, showing a bittersweet smile.

Who would understand?

He had cultivated great abilities, mastered the Dao of water and fire Tai Chi, and could borrow from his teacher’s treasures at any moment.

He was already strong enough to sweep across the Desolate Era.

Even against the weakest of the Six Great Masters, he could manage a few moves, yet there was never a chance to venture out.

Forget it, forget it.

He owed his achievements to a secret – listen to his teacher’s words.

“Teacher, your disciple will leave now.”

The Elder mustered a slight smile and slowly said:

“When you are needed to take action, you will be summoned.”

“Disciple obeys!”

Xuan Du Da Fa Shi bowed and returned to his dwelling.

Soon, his dwelling lit up with black and white lights.

In a flash, his body disappeared.

In the courtyard, the green ox and the page boys looked at each other, continued to lie on the haystack, and peacefully slept on, building dreams.

…

In the Western Kunlun Secret Realm, within the main hall of Jade Void Palace.

Threads of purple immortal light spiraled and coalesced into the figure of a middle-aged Daoist.

Quite a Daoist!

With black hair and beard hinting at mysteries, his dignified brows contained an ancient aura.

Wielding an ancient banner, he exercised his powers to slay; holding a Ruyi, he passed on the Dao Scripture.

On Qilin Cliff, he established the Jade Void, teaching his disciples to gain a resounding name.

Annihilating the Three Corpses, he established the Chan Teaching, uniquely hailed as the Heavenly Venerable, known as Yuqing.

He was none other than the Leader of the Chan Teachings, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun slightly furrowed his brows, calculating with his fingers, but found nothing, mumbling to himself:

“Nuwa’s sister sent a warning?

The Dao Immortal Tribulation seems to be starting?

The secrets are obstructed, the catastrophe is stirring…

Elder brother, could you give some clear signs.”