Chapter 20: Meng River Creates Xiu Luo, Tong Tian Ming Executes Nian

  But after Laozi and the original heard Nüwa Niangniang's lecture, they descended to the 33rd heaven and returned to Kunlun Mountain. The two of them had no gains on this trip, except for some enlightenment from listening to Nüwa Niangniang's lecture, everything else was in vain. They also didn't understand how Nüwa Niangniang became a saint, only knowing that she created a new race in the Primordial Chaos, and the Heavenly Way took notice, bestowing great merit upon her, allowing her to become a saint with the help of this merit. Everything else was unknown to them. As for this, they were also unable to do anything now that Nüwa Niangniang had become a revered sage; she wouldn't say anything, and Laozi and the original didn't dare press her for answers, so what could be done?

  After returning to Mount Kunlun, the two were even more stimulated and immediately closed their doors to meditate on the Hongmeng Purple Qi bestowed by the Ancestor. Now that one person has become a saint, if others were to surpass him first, it wouldn't be a big deal, at most he would just complain a bit. But for Laozi, it was different - being surpassed by his junior brothers and sisters one after another made it impossible for this great senior brother to save face. Therefore, the two of them went into closed-door cultivation.

  The great gods of the Primordial Chaos were also stimulated by Nüwa's ascension to sainthood, and they began to retreat and cultivate in seclusion. This brought a certain degree of calm to the land of Primordial Chaos, but those with discerning hearts knew that things were not so simple. Nüwa's ascension to sainthood was a result of the Dao Ancestor's favor, bestowed upon her through the gift of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. However, this purple qi only existed in eight paths, and each path had its own master. This meant that there was only one opportunity left for others to attain sainthood. But with so many great gods in the Primordial Chaos, how could they possibly divide up this single chance? The great gods were all secretly calculating and scheming, and beneath the surface of the peaceful land, undercurrents were surging.

  Among the many great gods, there was a god named Minghe Dao Ren, who was born from the primordial chaos of the Netherworld Blood Sea. This Netherworld Blood Sea also had a grand origin: when Pangu fell to his death, his breath became wind and clouds, his voice became thunder, his sweat became rain and dew, his left eye became the sun, his right eye became the moon, his hair became stars, his blood became rivers, his teeth became gold and stone, and his essence became pearls and jade. However, his belly transformed into a vast Blood Sea, with an area of unknown billions of miles, where bloody waves surged, fish and shrimp did not thrive, birds and insects did not approach, and the heaven and earth's evil energy all gathered here. The people of the Primordial Chaos thus called this place the Netherworld Blood Sea. Day and night, the Blood Sea flowed and absorbed the most turbid and poisonous substances from the heavens and the earth. Regardless of whether it was a human, immortal, ghost, shaman, or demon that fell into it, they would all be polluted in their primordial spirit and damaged in their physical body, suffering an unparalleled evil. Most importantly, this Blood Sea had the effect of absorbing the vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts from the Primordial Chaos continent, making it a hell on earth.

  After Nüwa became a saint, Minghe Dao people were fortunate enough to hear the doctrine of creation preached by Nüwa and gained some insight. After returning to Youming Blood Sea, Minghe Dao people used the water at the bottom of Youming Blood Sea as a form, pouring it into the souls of living beings, but wanted to imitate Nüwa's creation of a new species that had never appeared in Honghuang. As soon as the soul was moistened by the water of the blood sea, it immediately gained vitality. Minghe Dao people were overjoyed and began to continuously pour the soul of the blood sea into the blood sea, creating many living beings in an instant. Minghe Dao people called this new species Ashura tribe. The male Ashura had a ferocious face, tall and majestic, while the female was beautiful and charming, but the Ashura tribe could not reproduce like other tribes in Honghuang. However, the mainland of Honghuang was filled with killings and battles every day, and countless souls died, so Minghe Dao people did not mind having so many souls to replenish.

  The River Styx Daoist created the Asura tribe, and the Heavenly Dao immediately sensed it, bestowing merit that was absorbed by the River Styx Daoist, increasing his cultivation. However, not even killing a corpse succeeded, let alone achieving sainthood. The River Styx Daoist angrily shouted at the sky: "The Heavenly Dao is unfair!" After calming down, he began to think again and finally made up his mind: "Since one merit is limited, I'll just create multiple times." He started creating new species again, creating five more new species. Each time, the Heavenly Dao bestowed a certain amount of merit, and after completing all six species, the River Styx Daoist used the accumulated merit to kill off the evil corpse and achieve the quasi-saint realm. The River Styx Daoist lost his desire to continue creating, thinking that if he continued like this, it would be unknown when he could achieve sainthood.

  As for the actions of Minghe, the Honghuang immortals also knew that after creating six species, the merits they obtained were only enough to behead corpses. Seeing Minghe's outcome, the Honghuang immortals lost interest in creating things and becoming saints, and began to think of other ways to become saints.

  Time flies like an arrow, and three hundred years have passed in a leisurely manner.

  At this time, Tongtian and Houtu had also completed the term set for that day, guarding the human tribe for 500 years. On this day, Tongtian called upon Suirenshi, Youchaoshi, and Zhenyishi, saying to them: "In those days, as a master and your uncles, we assisted Nüwa in creating humans, and our two families also rendered some assistance, gaining many benefits. Therefore, we set a term of 500 years to guard the human tribe. Today, the 500-year term has arrived, and my master and your uncles must leave. From now on, the affairs of the human tribe will depend on you."

  Suirenshi three people heard, in their hearts are all a shock, they have always thought that the human race is Nuwa Niangniang alone creation, so respect her as the Holy Mother. Did not expect the human birth is not only for Nuwa Niangniang's credit, but also their teacher and Shu uncle's credit, such secrecy is unknown to people, three people are somewhat surprised.

  For the departure of Tongtian and Houtu, the three still had some reluctance, but they also knew that their teacher and Shu uncle were great gods in the vast wilderness, so there must be many things to do, so they could only agree. Afterwards, Tongtian gave them the "Hundun Jue" again, and let the three leave.

  Watching the three Fu Xi who were leaving, Tong Tian also felt a slight reluctance in his heart. However, he had important things to do now, and this matter was related to his own ascension. In these five hundred years of human history, he finally understood his obsession.

  Tongtian has been crossing over since the chaos was not yet open, and after cultivating for countless years, he still knows nothing about his own obsession. It wasn't until the birth of humanity that, after 500 years of interaction, Tongtian finally understood that his obsession was to be human. Since crossing over, Tongtian has always regarded himself as a person, and what Pangu Yuanshen is, he doesn't have any sense of belonging to it, unlike Laozi and Yuan who take pride in being transformed from Pangu Yuanshen, thus appearing superior to others. Tongtian is completely indifferent to this because he has always regarded himself as human, not Pangu Yuanshen. After the birth of humanity, the nostalgia in Tongtian's heart was thoroughly brought out, and he finally understood that he could no longer be human, nor could he become human again, which made him aware of his obsession being 'to be human'.

  He let out a soft sigh, turned around and looked beside him. Hou Tu was already standing behind him, looking at Hou Tu, the only relative he had in two lifetimes, Tong Tian felt a little dazed. His eyes showed Hou Tu's worried look for him. At this time, Tong Tian's mood couldn't be described anymore. Suddenly, Tong Tian's eyes were determined, throwing out all the distracting thoughts in his heart. He smiled slightly at Hou Tu and said: "Sister, the 500-year period has arrived, we should also return to Penglai Island for cultivation, so as to become a saint early."

  "Brother, is everything okay? I felt like you were hesitating about something just now. Can you tell your little sister?"

  "Hehe, don't worry, little sister! This time is a great opportunity for me! Now that I've come to realize my obsession, after this trip back to cultivate, I should be able to cut off the three corpses." Tongtian smiled and replied.

  "Huh? Really? Brother, you really want to... cut off the three corpses?" Hou Tu asked in surprise, stuttering a bit. It's no wonder Hou Tu had such an expression, since Pangu opened up the sky and earth, only two saints have appeared in the vast wilderness, one of whom is Daozu Hongjun, who became a saint by cutting off the three corpses, and the other is Nüwa Niangniang, who just recently became a saint. Nüwa Niangniang became a saint through great merit, which is far inferior to becoming a saint by cutting off the three corpses. Daozu once said that there are three ways to become a saint, with proving one's power being the strongest, followed by cutting off the three corpses, and then great merit being the weakest.

  For the immortals of the Primordial Chaos, proving the Dao through force is something that even Pan Gu, the Great God, has not succeeded in doing. How can they dare to try? Proving great virtue is also difficult, where can people go to find great virtue to do? Therefore, the immortals of the Primordial Chaos all choose the same method as the Ancestor of the Dao, which is to become a saint by cutting off corpses. However, cutting off one corpse is already extremely difficult. Haven't you seen how much commotion the River Styx Daoist stirred up in the Blood Sea just to cut off one corpse? It's easy to imagine how difficult it would be to cut off a second corpse. However, among the great gods of the Primordial Chaos, there are also those with extraordinary wisdom, such as Laozi, who has already cut off two corpses, and Yuanshi Tianzun is about to cut off his second corpse as well. But apart from the Ancestor of the Dao, no one has ever been heard of cutting off three corpses. Now, Tongtian actually says he wants to cut off a third corpse, which is simply unthinkable. Houtu even suspects that Tongtian might have thought too much and gone mad. Looking at Tongtian's clear and determined eyes, Houtu knows this is real. Moreover, Tongtian has never lied to her before. Hurriedly adjusting her emotions, she congratulates Tongtian:

  "Little sister congratulates older brother on his impending beheading, becoming a saint is in sight."

  "Hehe, no need to be polite, sister. It's just that I've only recently clarified my obsession, and it'll take some time to cut off the three corpses!" Tongtian said with a smile.

  "Even so, Brother is indeed extraordinary. In the vast expanse of the universe, perhaps only he has a clear understanding of his own obsession. As for Little Sister's obsession, she still doesn't know anything about it now, and who knows when she'll come to realize it." Hou Tu said with some envy. Tong Tian smiled slightly, this time it wasn't just about understanding one's obsession, but also other insights he had gained, and he also had some understanding of others' obsessions.

  Tongtian was somewhat perplexed by this. Does it mean that every person who understands themselves can know the obsessions of others? Didn't the Daoist ancestors already know the obsessions of the people? But why didn't they tell them? Was the Daoist ancestor afraid that the people would cut off their three corpses and surpass him in cultivation? This was also impossible, as the Daoist ancestor embodied the Heavenly Way, representing the Heavenly Way. Even a true Three Corpses Saint would have to bow his head before the Heavenly Way. So what was the reason? One by one, questions emerged from Tongtian's mind, making him feel somewhat dizzy. He simply stopped thinking about it. However, Tongtian had forgotten that he himself was a transmigrator...

  Looking back at Hou Tu's envious eyes, Tong Tian said to her: "Sister, don't be envious. This time, I have gained some insight. After returning to Penglai Island, I will tell you about it. Although I cannot help you cut off the three corpses directly, I can still make you understand your own obsession." Hou Tu was overjoyed when she heard this and bowed to Tong Tian, saying:

  "Thank you so much, big brother."

  "Haha, you and I are siblings, why must we be so formal? Hurry up and let's return to Penglai Island quickly!" Tongtian laughed loudly. Houtu stood up, the two of them exchanged a smile, then mounted the auspicious cloud and headed towards Penglai Island.

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