Chapter 602: Purple Air Question, Escape
Hibiscus...
No wonder Lu Yao cares so much about Jiushan Sect.
Even if it were him, he couldn't let it go.
But what Zheng Fa was concerned about now was another question: "What is the position of human saint? What is the use of this Hongmeng purple energy?"
Taoist Hongjun stood up and glanced towards the classroom in Hongshan. After a brief thought, he said, "According to your words, he determines the future of civilization."
"future?"
Even Tang Lingwu was stunned. Apparently, the word was a bit too big.
"After the primordial purple energy spanned the heavens and Nuwa created humans, the corresponding rules in any universe were already determined..."
"Rules? What do they determine?"
"You call it the laws of physics." Hongjun, having attended school, explained it in modern terms. "Proton mass, electric charge, and so on... Under the dictates of these rules, the most likely intelligent life forms to emerge in a universe are actually pretty similar. Nuwa's primordial purple energy determined the beginnings of humanity."
If you put it this way, Zheng Fa would understand a little better.
Take the modern world for example. Because there is no spiritual energy, the birth of life seems to have nothing to do with Nuwa and is the result of evolution. However, due to the existence of basic physical rules, the human race, which is exactly the same as the Xuanwei Realm, was eventually produced.
"And the last ray of primordial purple energy represents the end of the human race."
"The end of the human race?"
"What do you think Dao Fruit is? What is the difference between my method and the method you are practicing now?"
Hongjun's words made Zheng Fa fall into silence. He thought for a long time, and finally said in an uncertain tone: "Collective. Today's Xuanwei Immortal Dao values the collective more."
The biggest difference he noticed when listening to the sermons in Zixiao Palace was right here.
The three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace all have their own methods of cultivation, but none of them requires the three talents or rituals - when they attained enlightenment, there were no human beings.
In the Xuanwei Immortal Dao, the most important "audience" did not exist in the cultivation methods of the era when Hongjun preached.
Even after achieving the Dao Fruit, the method of relying on younger disciples to practice no longer exists.
"This is also the rule left by Tai Shang and the others."
Taoist Hongjun smiled and explained.
"So, it is Nuwa who determines the appearance of the human race at birth, while the other five saints determine the path of human cultivation?"
To be honest, this is indeed the case - the establishment of a religion itself implies inheritance and faith.
"In terms of background and innate talent, the human race is far inferior to any innate divine being," Taoist Hongjun explained, "but as you said, the human race is dominated by the many."
After hearing this, Zheng Fa's previous confusion about the Xuanwei Immortal Dao finally became clear.
In his mind, a sentence suddenly exploded:
Every kind of Tao fruit is a kind of civilization!
Dharmakaya Dharma is family civilization.
Shinto law is Shinto civilization.
As for the Yang Shen method, it is the structure of the master-disciple sect.
The Daoguo monk is just the person who determines the will of civilization.
A figure appeared in Zheng Fa's mind. Taoist Hongjun seemed to have expected this and said with a smile, "Are you thinking of the Gu God?"
"Yes, the human race itself is a kind of life form?"
Taoist Hongjun laughed and looked towards the distant city. His eyes were filled with people who were laughing, working hard and full of hope.
"We hope so."
Zheng Fa now finally understood why the Jiuyaotian Secret Realm existed. These were the words that Hongjun and the six saints wanted to leave for the recipient of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Just like the Gu God, the human race spread across the heavens and all worlds is noticed by Hongjun and the saints.
In their eyes, every single person is like a poisonous insect of the Gu God, a cell of this huge living organism.
It’s just that every human being is smarter and has more potential than those poisonous insects.
It is precisely because of this that if the human race is regarded as a life form similar to the Gu God, its strength and wisdom will far exceed that of all cultivators throughout history, even including saints such as Nuwa.
Nuwa created humans not for any particular person, nor was she waiting for some genius in cultivation - again, in terms of talent, how could humans compare to Nuwa and the others.
What she created was a race, and what the Taoist Taishang and his people educated was also a race.
Since the birth of the human race, the three elements have been complete, the way of immortality has changed, and the Xuanwei immortal way has been born.
"The last primordial purple energy represents the maturity of human civilization." Taoist Hongjun smiled when he saw that Zheng Fa seemed to have figured it out. "It can only belong to the human race and can only be controlled by the human race."
"It determines what path the human race will take."
"What kind of philosophy do you pursue?"
"Even what kind of cultivation method to use."
"It determines the future of the human race."
Taoist Hongjun's figure slowly dissipated, leaving only his last words lingering in the Rainbow Mountain: "Zheng Daozu, you must choose."
…
Hongjun passed away, but Zheng Fa was still standing in the nursing home, not knowing what to feel.
He now understood why the Five Saints insisted on giving him that treasure of inheritance.
To put it bluntly, whichever force he joins will be the ultimate winner in this battle of enlightenment.
According to Taoist Hongjun, this primordial purple energy is what can truly make the human race mature, or even turn it into a whole - to put it inappropriately, without this primordial purple energy, the human race is nothing more than a group of poisonous insects, and only with it can the human race gather together to become poisonous gods.
But Zheng Fa's first feeling was not pride, but pressure...
At this moment, he really didn't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Not to mention whether he has enough wisdom and ability to arrange the future of mankind.
Take this thing for example, it is something that any ambitious person wants. Even though he is a wandering immortal now, if he holds it in his pocket, it is like a child carrying gold through a busy market.
What is the Taoist of Creation?
But don’t take...
Zheng Fa looked again at Tang Lingwu who was standing beside him and looking at him worriedly. He let out a long breath, smiled at her, nodded slightly, and closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, it was Zixiao Palace again.
Taoist Hongjun sat on a high platform, explaining the way to become a saint, without even looking at him, as if the journey to the modern world just now had never happened.
Zheng Fa put aside all distractions and began to record seriously.
There is of course a difference between the Zixiao Palace's immortal way and the Xuanwei Immortal Way, and the difference is quite significant, so the direct benefit that Hongjun's preaching brings to Zheng Fa is very small.
But the two have more similarities. To put it bluntly, the Taoism taught by Hongjun Taoist of Zixiao Palace is the origin of Xuanwei Xiandao. The Xuanwei Xiandao of later generations has undergone localized transformation.
Zheng Fa wrote it down at this time, which would be of great value for future reference.
As the sermon was being preached, time continued to pass. Golden flowers fell from the dome and merged into Zheng Fa's immortal body, slowly improving his cultivation.
Although it is not as fast as the advancement speed before Daoguo, it is more than a hundred times faster than Zheng Fa's own practice and accumulation.
When Hongjun stopped preaching, Zheng Fa suddenly woke up and felt as if he had just fallen into a gorgeous drunken dream. At this moment, his whole body was warm and even a little tired.
"The Way of Heaven is not perfect. After this sermon, I will unite myself with the Way."
The three thousand guests below the stage stood up, prostrated themselves on the ground, and praised the righteousness of the Taoist ancestor.
Zheng Fa saw Taoist Hongjun glance at him and then said, "This time, there will be seven saints among my disciples who will give a sermon."
After he finished speaking, seven purple rays of light lit up from under his seat. The rays of light gathered into a swimming dragon and flew towards Zheng Fa and the other seven people.
The Hongmeng purple energy landed on Zheng Fa's head and slowly fell down, trying to penetrate into his brain.
Zheng Fa felt his whole soul shaken and his brain almost exploded!
The immortal body he had just condensed and the immortal soul in his body both felt full and bloated.
Zheng Fa even felt as if someone was chiseling his head open, and the pain was unbearable.
He immediately realized that he was too weak and he was not worthy of enjoying the Hongmeng Purple Qi!
Just when the word "pain" was the only thing left in his mind, the shadow of the Fusang tree behind him flashed, shedding golden light. A warm feeling enveloped his mind, allowing him to temporarily regain consciousness.
The somewhat familiar voice of Taoist Hongjun sounded in his ears.
"Don't you have the Jade Book of Fortune?"
Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't fully understand, he still followed the words of Taoist Hongjun, sacrificed the jade tablet, and faced the Hongmeng purple air above his head.
The primordial purple energy seemed to have its own intelligence. When it saw the Jade Book of Creation, it was like it had found a new toy. It immediately threw away Zheng Fa's poor head and started playing with the Jade Book of Creation.
Zheng Fa immediately felt the difference.
The Jade Book of Creation is his natal magic weapon, and he knows every little change of it.
As soon as the Jade Book of Creation came into contact with the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it was actually connected to the Nine Mountains Realm again!
You know, the Jade Book of Creation used to rely on electromagnetic fields for transmission. Unless the circumstances were special, it was difficult to transmit information across boundaries.
This time when he came to Jiuyao Heaven, the communication between Zheng Fa and the Jiushan Realm was actually through mutual induction with the body of the Emperor of Heaven.
Of course, Zheng Fa was not without preparation - the Thick Earth Magnetic Array functioned as a signal tower, maintaining communication between Tongjian and preventing the Jiushan Realm and Xuanwei from being disconnected from the Internet.
But without the main server, many things would be troublesome for Jiushan Sect.
Especially when it comes to academic research, communication is not very convenient.
This is not a problem with the Jade Book of Creation, but a limitation of electromagnetic propagation itself.
But now...
Zheng Fa had an inexplicable feeling. Under the influence of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Jade Book of Creation seemed to have countless "avatars" distributed throughout the world.
This is a bit like Zheng Fa's method of transforming one qi into three pure ones. Although separated by worlds, information can be synchronized through the induction between the original body and the clone.
This is not because the Jade Book of Creation has been upgraded, but as Hongjun said, the Hongmeng Purple Qi originally connected all the heavens and worlds.
The Jade Book of Creation was in the primordial purple air, so it naturally reflected the heavens and all worlds, breaking the previous limitations of the world.
When Zheng Fa looked at the Hongmeng purple air again, there were only two words left in his mind - it smells so good!
Unfortunately, the Hongmeng Purple Qi did not change at all. Obviously, both he and the Jade Book of Creation could only get some benefits and could not use this thing at all.
He incorporated the Jade Book of Creation into the Huangting, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi also became quiet and no longer caused trouble. No one knew why.
Without the cover of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Zheng Fa immediately discovered the passage between Jiuyao Heaven and the modern world—
Right under his cushion!
If he hadn't sat on this cushion, if he had really given up the Hongmeng Purple Qi...
Just when Zheng Fa was feeling scared, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.
Zheng Fa came back to his senses and saw Tongtian standing in front of him, and the other five saints were standing beside him, looking at him.
Tongtian took the hand back from Zheng Fa's shoulder, without saying a word, just looking at him.
Zheng Fa raised his head and looked at Tongtian, Nuwa, Taishang, Yuanshi, Zhunti and Jieyin.
The Five Saints said nothing, but just smiled and nodded at him.
Zheng Fa knew in his heart that from the moment he obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he had taken over the baton from them.
Nuwa created humans, the Five Saints taught and preached, and passed on all the Taoist teachings taught by Hongjun Taoist to the human race.
No matter how selfish they are, their past paths have all been within the human race, and it can even be said that they have completed their mission.
What Zheng Fa needs to do is to integrate these Taoist methods and lead the human race to find a path of civilization that best suits them.
What Hongjun Daozu said about Zheng Daozu is not about yin and yang. This is what the Lord of Purple Qi does.
The seven people smiled at each other.
Tongtian and others turned around and looked at Hongjun on the high platform.
Taoist Hongjun stood up.
He and the Six Saints, as if they had agreed on it beforehand, all bowed to Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa returned the gift solemnly.
They seemed to understand that for Zheng Fa, this primordial purple energy was too heavy, even fatal.
What they wanted to say in this ceremony were just three words - don't let me down.
Under Zheng Fa's gaze, the figures of Hongjun Taoist and the other seven gradually disappeared.
The three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace have disappeared. The bustle of the ancient times seems like a big dream, and it has become deserted. Only the primordial purple energy in Zheng Fa Huangting makes him know that everything is not false.
Even Zheng Fa didn't know where Taoist Hongjun and the others were now.
The Zixiao Palace has disappeared.
He sat on a cushion, surrounded by darkness, with no light to be seen above, below, or left.
"Fellow Daoist Zheng," an impatient voice sounded behind him, "According to the agreement, you should hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi to me, right?"
Zheng Fa turned around and looked at Taoist Zaohua.
The face of the Taoist Master Zaohua turned into a dark hole, and a hollow voice came from the hole:
"Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I will let you out of Jiuyaotian."
Zheng Fa suddenly asked, "Fellow Daoist Zaohua, do you want to give this purple energy to Lu Yao?"
"Leave it to Fellow Daoist Lu Yao?" Daoist Zaohua seemed stunned by Zheng Fa's words and laughed heartily. "Back then, he said that if I could cause chaos in the Tianhe Sect, he would help me achieve Golden Immortal status! But what happened? He told me to garrison Jiuyao Heaven!"
"A whole era!"
Taoist Zaohua pointed at the darkness around him and roared:
"What's so good about defending this place?"
Taoist Zaohua's words were filled with anger. "He didn't keep his promise to me at all! Why should I give him the purple energy?"
Zheng Fa listened and couldn't help but want to say something fair to Lu Yao.
If Lu Yao really got the Hongmeng Purple Qi and helped Taoist Zaohua to become a Golden Immortal, it would not be difficult.
But at that time he himself was already broken, so naturally he was powerless.
"I'm also a Golden Immortal now! As long as I get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, why should I bother looking at Lu Yao's face?" Taoist Zaohua said with some pride, "This is what Lu Yao owes me!"
"Give me!"
Seeing that Taoist Zaohua was becoming increasingly frantic, Zheng Fa suddenly asked, "Do you really not know what Lu Yao is guarding against by having you stationed here?"
"He just wants to lock me up and won't let me out!"
Zheng Fa wanted to speak the truth again: "Actually, he really didn't lie to you..."
Taoist Zaohua opened his pitch-black mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
A purple light flashed before his eyes, and Zheng Fa's figure slowly disappeared: "He is guarding against another world."
Taoist Zaohua looked at the empty darkness in front of him, stood there for a long time, and then let out an unbelievable and shrill roar.
(End of this chapter)
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