Free Web NovelChapter 627: Chapter 487: First Public Appearance
Antarctic Immortal Mansion, to the west of the Scripture Transmission Hall, there is a vast plaza, now filled with disciples waiting for a long time.
The crowd, some sitting cross-legged in silent meditation, their eyes closed, surrounding themselves with pure Dao Rhyme aura.
Some gathered in groups of three or five, whispering, their tones full of expectation and solemnity, with no one making noise.
All of them are carefully selected talents of the Immortal Mansion, with calm and steady dispositions, and even if they harbor intentions of apprenticing, they show no impetuousness.
Their eyes are all set on the entrance of the Scripture Transmission Hall, quietly waiting for the first public sermon of the new Hall Master, Dharma Master Pan Wu.
Suddenly, three subtle fluctuations of aura swept across the plaza, attracting the attention of some people.
Three figures riding the clouds approached, their aura ethereal yet vast like an abyss, the Dao Principles surrounding them hidden but not released, merely their physical presence slightly condensing the surrounding air.
The one leading wore a blue robe, with a gentle demeanor, precisely Huanfu Zhuo, ranked first on the Longevity List, undergoing the Void Refining Twelfth Tribulation. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
On the left was someone dressed in black-gold battle armor, exuding a sharp aura, the second on the Longevity List, Youming Yuanjun.
On the right was someone holding a Jade Fan, with an otherworldly demeanor, the third on the Longevity List, Master of Cyan Profound Mountain.
The three were at the peak of the Void Refining Twelfth Tribulation, just a step away from the Integration Dharma Master, usually on expeditions, seeking fortuitous encounters to break realms and comprehend the Great Dao, rarely appearing in the Immortal Mansion.
"The top three of the Longevity List have actually all arrived."
"That’s indeed rare!"
At the edge of the crowd, Daoist Tianku stood with hands behind his back, wearing a gray robe, with a steady aura.
Ranked eleventh on the Longevity List, he specially came this time to bolster the presence of his own Hall Master, lest the new Hall Master’s inaugural appearance be too desolate.
But upon seeing the three of Huanfu Zhuo, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he smiled in understanding, thinking to himself:
"I was overthinking, with these three, there’s no need for me to bolster the scene."
Under the eaves of the Scripture Transmission Hall, the three of Huanfu Zhuo settled down, scanning the plaza with their eyes, speaking little, exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and then sat cross-legged, their demeanor calm, yet an invisible pressure enveloped the surroundings.
For them to steadily hold the top three positions on the Longevity List was no coincidence, each one of them is a Direct Disciple under an Integration Dharma Master, with information far more informed than ordinary disciples.
The previous Hall Master of the Scripture Transmission Hall, although in the Integration Realm, only lingered at the first step of Integration, his path of the Dao limited.
Whereas this Pan Wu Daoist, not only has reached the second step of Integration, he is among the top ranks of the Dharma Masters in the Immortal Mansion—most Dharma Masters in the Immortal Mansion still stuck at the first step of Integration, unable to advance further.
More importantly, this Hall Master Pan Wu has merged the cultivation systems of the Spirit Realm and Taiyi Realm, forming his own lineage, even Daoist Monarch Kong Fang speaks highly of him.
How can one miss such a level of a strong master’s sermon?
It might even hold the key to realm-breaking, even if only to be moved slightly, it’s enough to benefit a lifetime.
The news of the top three of the Longevity List gathering spread like a gentle breeze across the plaza, quickly disseminating throughout the venue.
Not long after, more than a dozen figures arrived one after another, all talents of the Longevity List.
They were previously cultivating or meditating in the mansion, upon hearing of the arrival of the three of Huanfu Zhuo, they all put aside their matters and rushed to the Scripture Transmission Hall.
Several talents of the Longevity List communicated quietly with Yang Spirit:
"Brother Youming, why have you come?"
Youming Yuanjun’s Yang Spirit aura sharp, responded faintly:
"The Hall Master Pan Wu is an existence at the second step of Integration, with a unique lineage, highly praised by Daoist Monarch Kong Fang, how can one take it lightly?"
"The Hall Master merges two realms’ systems, perhaps providing a new perspective for us to break realms."
"I recall you haven’t yet apprenticed, this is also an opportunity!"
The other talents enlightened upon hearing, feeling even more fortunate they came, focusing and awaiting the start of the sermon.
On the plaza, the aura grew increasingly solemn, countless gazes focused on the Scripture Transmission Hall, even the surrounding Cloud Sea seemed to pause.
"Boom——!!!"
Suddenly, a Daoist chant resounded throughout, the main door of the Scripture Transmission Hall slowly opened, a figure in a green robe stepped out slowly.
His posture tall, wearing a Xuanyuan Daoist Robe with restrained Dao Rhyme, seemingly ordinary but as if he was an entire universe unto himself.
As he stepped forward, countless Dao Principles emerged from the void, like ribbons, entangling around him, exuding supreme majesty.
All disciples on the plaza stood up and bowed, their voices uniform and solemn, with no disorder:
"Greetings to Hall Master Pan Wu!"
Chen Sheng nodded slightly, scanning the crowd, his voice calm yet carrying a penetrating force, resonating like a great bell:
"No need for formalities, all be seated."
The crowd followed suit, sitting down with fervent eyes fixed on Chen Sheng.
Chen Sheng walked slowly to the center of the plaza’s Dao Platform, carved from a single piece of chaotic stone.
Upon sitting down.
Boom!
A phantom image of Pan Wu’s Creation appeared above the Dao Platform, the Dao Rhyme growing thicker.
"Today’s sermon begins with the myriad Dao Principles."
As he spoke, thousands of Dao Patterns evolved above the sky, suspended over the plaza.
"At the beginning of heaven and earth, the Dao gave birth to one, one to two, two to three, three to all things... Whether as Yin and Yang, or Five Elements, or stars, they are all manifestations of the Great Dao."
"Beyond Dao Principles, there are Laws. Laws, the extension of will, command the Dao Principles, wield the authority of a domain of heaven and earth..."
As he spoke, he lifted his hand in a wave.
"Boom——"
A piece of chaotic void emerged above the plaza, within which stars floated, the sun and moon rotated, a phantom silhouette of creation gradually condensed:
"The path of Pan Wu’s Creation I cultivate converges various philosophies and cultivation systems into chaos, to create heaven and earth, evolving immeasurably..."
Within the chaotic void, the phantom of creation wielded an axe, splitting the chaos, separating clarity from turbidity, Yang Qi rising to become the sky, while Yin Qi fell to become the earth.
Countless Dao Principles proliferated between heaven and earth, astonishing the hearts of the disciples.
Youming Yuanjun’s eyes flashed with brilliance, standing up to salute:
"Hall Master, the path of Pan Wu integrates realms with both origins; how does it bear the sublimation and bear the impact of Laws?"
Chen Sheng replied:
"Using one’s Dao Principles as a bridge, using chaotic Qi as a medium..."
He continued to elaborate on the details of Pan Wu’s path of creation, from Dao Domain evolution to Law sublimation, from chaotic origins to dominion over heaven and earth...
Each sentence imbued with infinite profound meaning, the chaotic void above continually transforming, sometimes galaxies reversing, sometimes worlds collapsing, and sometimes all living things revived, with celestial phenomena endlessly emerging.
The booming Daoist chants and humming Law resonances intertwined, echoing in all directions.
All disciples focused intently, no longer raising questions, but immersing themselves in the Great Dao that Chen Sheng elucidated, their Divine Souls flowing with the Dao Principles.
Daoist Tianku stood at the edge, increasingly awed, thinking to himself:
"The Hall Master’s path has already reached such depths, no wonder it can draw the top three of the Longevity List."
Unknown how much time passed, when the chaotic void gradually dissipated, the Dao Principles returning to tranquility, Chen Sheng’s voice also ceased.
He waved his hand, retracting the Dao Rhyme around him, the Cloud Sea calmed, and the chaotic void’s tremors completely dissipated, restoring the solemnity to the plaza.
The sermon ended, the disciples slowly came back to their senses, their eyes full of shock and insight, many standing to bow respectfully:
"Thank you, Hall Master, for the sermon, we have benefited greatly!"
Moreover, many disciples gazed at Chen Sheng with fervent desires to apprentice evident in their eyes.
According to Immortal Mansion tradition, when a cultivator achieves Dharma Master status, they often use public sermons to announce disciple recruitment; such a congregation of talents is the ideal opportunity for disciple acceptance.
The three of Huanfu Zhuo also slightly raised their eyes, looking at Chen Sheng, though without intentions to apprentice, they wished to see whether this Hall Master Pan Wu would accept many disciples.
Chen Sheng took in the gaze of everyone without being moved, his tone remained calm:
"Today’s sermon concludes, each of you return to your places to contemplate well."
The disciples were all startled, the expectation in their eyes gradually fading, but no one dared to speak further. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
The disciples of the Immortal Mansion have stable dispositions, knowing that Great Powers have their own decisions and even if disappointed, they showed no discontent.
Daoist Tianku quickly stepped forward, asking in a low voice:
"Hall Master, is there no need to select a few disciples to bring under your wing? It would help pass on the lineage."
Chen Sheng shook his head slightly, continuing his steps, his voice reaching Daoist Tianku’s ears:
"Not in a hurry, disciples are not about quantity, let’s wait a bit."
Chen Sheng now had Golden Saint, Yuanba, and Li Changkong by his side, enough to run errands and manage ordinary affairs for him, so he was not in a rush to take disciples.
