Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation
Chapter 347: 256 Hong Yun's Thoughts

Chapter 347: Chapter 256 Hong Yun’s Thoughts

Even Zhen Yuanzi, with his high Cultivation Realm, was very surprised by Hong Yun’s words.

He looked at Daoist Hong Yun, who was resolute, and asked in disbelief, “Daoist Hong Yun, you are going to listen to the Saints’ teachings within Chaos without concealing your identity anymore?”

Daoist Hong Yun looked at the astonished Zhen Yuanzi and assertively said, “Yes, this time I will no longer hide my identity. I will go into Chaos openly to listen to the Saints’ teachings.”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Daoist Hong Yun, very puzzled.

Initially, during the third teachings at Purple Cloud Palace, Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun bestowed seven strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and now six have been used, with their recipients having already become Saints.

Now, only the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Daoist Hong Yun’s hands remains.

If Daoist Hong Yun could become a Saint quickly, then so be it.

If not, according to Zhen Yuanzi’s guess, other beings in Primordial, such as East King, Daoist Kun Peng, and others, would definitely try to snatch the Hongmeng Purple Qi from the hands of his good friend.

Under these circumstances, Daoist Hong Yun proposes not to conceal his identity anymore, which baffles Zhen Yuanzi.

“Daoist Hong Yun, why is this?”

“The current situation in Primordial, for you, is quite severe, you…”

Before Zhen Yuanzi could finish his words, Daoist Hong Yun interrupted him.

“Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, there’s no need to say more, I understand all that you are saying, but I am not going to change.”

“Since Daoist Hong Yun understands, then why insist on doing this?”

Zhen Yuanzi asked, not understanding.

He really couldn’t guess what was going through Daoist Hong Yun’s mind, after all these long years of persistence, why would he change his mind upon seeing other owners of Hongmeng Purple Qi becoming Saints?

Daoist Hong Yun smiled and said, “Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, do you still remember what kind of being I, Hong Yun, am?”

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Daoist Hong Yun, puzzled, and said softly, “What kind of being?”

“Or rather, what was my character like before Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun’s third sermon?”

Daoist Hong Yun asked again.

Listening to Daoist Hong Yun, Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help thinking about how Daoist Hong Yun was before obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Initially, Daoist Hong Yun was very carefree, his cave dwelling was in Fire Cloud Cave, but he rarely cultivated there.

Daoist Hong Yun, by nature, was indifferent and wandered all over Primordial. Whenever he encountered injustice, he would intervene.

That’s why his friend Daoist Hong Yun gained the title of ‘Old Good Guy’ in Primordial.

However, looking at the merit from him, being an ‘Old Good Guy’ didn’t necessarily mean doing things beneficial for Primordial.

Despite this, Daoist Hong Yun continued to enjoy this way of life.

Although Daoist Hong Yun didn’t often cultivate in his cave dwelling and was constantly wandering, his Cultivation Realm did not fall behind by much.

Upon seeing Zhen Yuanzi deep in thought, Daoist Hong Yun then said again, “Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, now look at me, look at me after receiving the Hongmeng Purple Qi.”

As Daoist Hong Yun spoke, Zhen Yuanzi couldn’t help thinking about his friend’s situation at this time.

Actually, there was nothing much to say. During the third sermon at Purple Cloud Palace, his friend was bestowed the seventh strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi by Daoist Ancestor Hong Jun.

Since then, after his own persuasion, Daoist Hong Yun finally realized the severity of the issue.

At his invitation, Daoist Hong Yun has been cultivating at his Wuzhuang Temple.

Calling it cultivating was actually more like taking refuge.

This fact, although never explicitly stated between him and Daoist Hong Yun, was well understood by both of them.

Since then, unless an inevitable event happened in Primordial that required both of their presences, neither had stepped into Primordial again.

Actually, Zhen Yuanzi was still able to accept this situation, after all, Wuzhuang Temple itself was his Daoist School.

“Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, you should have figured it out by now.”

Daoist Hong Yun said again.

He didn’t give Zhen Yuanzi a chance to speak, his mind moved, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi in his Primordial Spirit appeared above his head.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi above Daoist Hong Yun’s head, feeling its incredibly mysterious aura, then looked at Daoist Hong Yun.

“Sigh.”

Daoist Hong Yun sighed deeply.

“I was originally the first red cloud in Primordial, carefree, and unrestrained.”

“But after gaining this Hongmeng Purple Qi, everything changed.”

“I felt constrained, not physically, but spiritually.”

Zhen Yuanzi seemed to understand Daoist Hong Yun’s point, showing a look of apology.

“Daoist Hong Yun…”

“Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, no need to say more, I know you mean well, and this restraint wasn’t caused by you.”

“This kind of spiritual restraint mainly originates from me.”

“I imprisoned my own spirit with fear.”

With that, under Daoist Hong Yun’s control, the Hongmeng Purple Qi moved in front of him.

“Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is my opportunity. Yet, all my actions have contradicted my true self, violated my nature.”

“So no matter how I cultivated, I found it immensely difficult, completely different from the state of cultivation when I first obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi.”

“Just now, I told you, not hiding my identity this time is to break free from this spiritual restraint.”

“Overcoming my own fear, awakening to my true self, returning to my nature, that’s all.”

Saying this, Daoist Hong Yun’s face showed a smile.

“Now, I feel incredibly light and am filled with hope for becoming a Saint.”