The ripples in the mirror lingered for a long time. Even though they were just residual images of the past, the scene of Xuan Zhen, alone with a sword, soaring above heaven and earth, saying "cultivate the Tao, seek the Tao, and prove the Tao" three times, and finally laughing loudly before falling and disappearing into thin air, was so heroic and majestic that it was far beyond the reach of the teacher's brief words.

Qi Wuhuo was unable to recover from such lonely courage and determination for a long time.

He recalled his teacher's teachings on the three paths of higher, middle and lower vehicles.

Among them, Senior Brother Xuandu, according to the teacher, is devout to Taoism, follows my teachings, practices and goes through hardships, and realizes the unity of Hunyuan.

Practice with heaven and earth, and breathe in the sun and the moon.

But it is only middle level.

So, what is the best?

What is the best!

Qi Wuhuo looked at Senior Brother Xuanzhen's path, and suddenly understood what his teacher had never said, what exactly is the best path -

Your own path.

Open up a whole new path!

Hone your faith, determine your direction, and then move forward step by step.

Then, you will cut through all obstacles and cut off all external disasters and inner demons on the road, and finally make great progress, reach the limit of this road, and reach the end of the road. Then, no matter who you have been a disciple of, no matter what you have experienced, no matter how many ups and downs you have experienced, and how many setbacks you have suffered, you can also be called the ancestor of a Tao.

It is possible to——

Tao Ancestor!

The young man thought about what his senior brother had done, integrating the world, unifying the nine provinces, fighting the Demon King with a sword, and inviting the sky to drink together.

One thing after another, the original path of destiny was created.

If you want ordinary people to no longer be bound by their talents, as long as their hearts are not decadent and lazy, there will be a way forward. With the great trend and great aspirations, you will be so heroic. Never retreat, never fail, never leave room for yourself, but only move forward step by step. In the end, after breaking through forty-nine levels of calamity and falling, you will never retreat or regret.

Such heroic spirit, such a heart for Taoism, they are from the same school and the same clan, and they are only one step away from success. All of this is impacting the young Taoist's heart.

His emotions were in turmoil, and all those emotions lingered in his throat for a long time, and in the end he could only sigh.

“What a pity…”

Nan Qingzi was slightly stunned. She felt that this sigh was exactly the same as the sigh uttered by the old man who rushed over after Xuan Zhen's death that day and was stunned for a long time. And the word "what a pity" was not the kind of indifferent evaluation made by others, but carried an extremely strong regret and an extremely painful empathy.

Nan Qingzi's expression returned to its original tranquility, and he said, "Who wouldn't feel sorry?"

"He just never wanted to look back."

"The king is firm in his principles and has a heart as strong as iron. Everything else is just an embellishment."

The young Taoist asked, "Why didn't you go find the Ghost Emperor the first time he woke up?"

Nan Qingzi did not answer. After a long while, he said calmly, "It's only four years. He is the Human Emperor, and I am the Ghost Emperor. For us, four years has passed in a flash. It is not worth mentioning, and there is no need to keep it in mind."

"Why should I go to him in the first place?"

"I am like this, and so is he."

She said so, but when she looked up, she seemed still gazing at the distant past of more than 8,000 years ago, and saw the only two years of their happiness, when they lived in seclusion in a courtyard at the foot of the mountain. Their courtyard opened up to beautiful scenery, with bamboo in the corners and pine trees beside the house, providing large tracts of scenery for viewing in autumn.

Because she was born in a water town, the Taoist priest personally brought fresh water into the yard and planted lotus flowers.

Watching the lotus and appreciating the moon on a summer night, the Taoist always said that there were many plants and trees, so there were bound to be too many mosquitoes, and in places with water, the books were damp and easily eaten by insects, which was quite annoying. The Taoist flipped the pages of the book and the woman fanned herself. The time spent in the mountains was obviously short and boring, as if nothing special happened, but it was hard for her to forget.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the dazed Southern Ghost Emperor and said, "So, have you ever seen Xuanzhen... the tomb of the Human Emperor?"

The Southern Ghost Emperor said calmly: "He vanished into thin air... I, deeply hate him, and have never seen him!"

The young Taoist said, "He was buried at the foot of a mountain."

Nan Qingzi's body trembled violently and her eyes widened.

Down the mountain...

Qi Wuhuo didn't know why the Southern Ghost Emperor suddenly had such a big reaction to this mountain, but as a junior brother, he needed to pass on these things, and said: "There is no mausoleum complex or gorgeous burial objects, just a solitary grave. There is a stone tablet there, named the Thirteen Hates of Xuanmen."

Qi Wuhuo spoke in a clear tone and softly said:

"My first regret is that book bags are easily eaten by insects."

Nan Qingzi's hand subconsciously grabbed the cuff of his sleeve and held it tightly. Was this a coincidence?

Did he also miss the things she missed before he died?

The young Taoist looked at her, paused, and then said softly:

"The second regret is that the love is deep but the fate is short, and the beauty has a tragic fate."

There seemed to be a layer of mist in Nan Qingzi's eyes. She stood there quietly, but the young Taoist suddenly felt that she became very distant. The coldness and chillness belonging to the Southern Ghost Emperor, as well as the aggressive and beautiful feeling on her body also dissipated. The young Taoist seemed to understand that perhaps, [Nan Qingzi] and [Southern Ghost Emperor] were not exactly the same.

[Nan Qingzi] is the most essential character of [Southern Ghost Emperor]. It is the possibility of what she would be like if she was not a pure yin ghost god by nature, but was born in the human world. This time, the attempt and possibility encountered Tai Shang Xuan Zhen who traveled the world.

The young Taoist said slowly: "The third thing I hate is mosquitoes in summer nights, the fourth thing I hate is that the moon platform leaks easily, the fifth thing I hate is that the chrysanthemum leaves are often burnt, the sixth thing I hate is that there are many big ants in the pines, the seventh thing I hate is that there are many fallen leaves in the bamboos, the eighth thing I hate is that the osmanthus and lotus wither easily, the ninth thing I hate is that the ivy hides snakes, the tenth thing I hate is that the peanut racks have thorns..."

In his view, these are his brothers and people with many obsessions and emotions, not sculptures.

Great love is not heartless.

But to Nan Qingzi's ears, it had a completely different meaning.

For many things, only the people involved can understand the hidden thoughts and meanings. Somehow, the picture in front of her eyes became blurred, and she seemed to be able to see the two years in the small courtyard. She saw the troubled little Taoist priest sitting beside the lotus pond flipping through his books, and she herself sitting on the chair, looking at him.

The Taoist spread out all the books and looked at the worm-eaten pages. His sword-like brows were furrowed and his teeth were bared. But when he raised his head and looked at her, his smile was still warm and bright.

Everything in front of my eyes became blurry, and then tears started to fall.

It fell to the ground and turned into pure yin energy of the nine heavens.

Qi Wuhuo paused, looking at Nan Qingzi, who was crying for some unknown reason. The Southern Ghost Emperor's face was pale. Qi Wuhuo sighed and said:

"The innate Yin spirits and ghosts are extremely Yin and pure, and they don't have any surnames."

"And in that life, you ran away from home and hid your identity."

"So, the name Nan Qingzi."

"It was actually your name in that life when you spent just four short years with Xuanzhen."

Of the thirteen hatreds of Xuanmen, ten are for you, and the third is for the Tao and the absence of me.

It is extremely yin and extremely pure, born from the prenatal period, named as encounter, and has lasted for eight thousand years.

Qi Wuhuo looked at the person in front of him and sighed, "Why..."

Why didn't you look for him when you woke up?

The Southern Ghost Emperor raised his hand and wiped away the tears from his eyes with his sleeve. His eyes were slightly red. He was dazed and absent-minded, but he smiled and said softly, "At that time, he was the one with the greatest achievements in the world of the living. He was full of vigor and vitality. At that time, he should not and could not have a [ghost] as his wife."

The young Taoist sighed slightly.

Nan Qingzi didn't care about it anymore, but suddenly said: "You will have a chance to see his tombstone."

"It should be his old friend."

"Then, perhaps I can entrust this thing to you."

"Um?"

Qi Wuhuo was stunned to see the woman stretch out her hand and tap the cuff of her sleeve slightly. The mirror, which was exactly the same as the Beidi Mirror, began to glow and soon turned into an array formation. After being unlocked in an extremely mysterious way, endless streams of light gathered and turned into a scroll with an extremely rich aura on it.

Qi Wuhuo said: "This is..."

Nan Qingzi stroked the scroll with his palm and said softly, "It is his Tao."

The young Taoist said: "His Tao..."

"Yes, it is the way of luck that any living being can practice. The more you help the world, the stronger your luck will be."

"And those who engage in evil and plundering will not receive the clock of luck. He did not choose absolute equality, but chose to give all living beings equal opportunities and choices. He completed the initial and most fundamental part of the way of luck. It's a pity that he was unable to complete the last part before..."

Nan Qingzi didn't say anything else.

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said:

“And this road is just a prototype.”

"What he said was that the world had been exhausted for a long time, and if drastic measures were taken, all would perish; the rotation of heaven and earth, from the winter solstice to the first yang, and then from the first yang to the sixth yang, is like planting a tree, you need to plant the seeds first, then the buds, then the trunk, then the branches and leaves, and finally the fruits. What he did was not to open up a road, nor to complete the road in one breath, but just to plant the seeds."

“The road cannot be built overnight.”

“Since it is the path of ‘man’, it should be completed by generations of people. Otherwise, it is not the way of man.”

"This is the seed he found."

The "seed" of the way of destiny.

The seeds of the way of the world.

Qi Wuhuo recalled what Jidu Star Lord said when he was confronting him in Zhongzhou. After the death of the Human Emperor eight thousand years ago, his eight ministers split his country, causing the world that had finally been unified to be divided into chaos again.

There is no doubt that the way of destiny in this era is completely different from the purpose when Xuanzhen opened it up.

The current path to becoming the Emperor of Fortune was simply the path that those eight ministers had created by observing what Xuan Zhen did.

It is not pure and is extremely complex.

This scroll represents the last step that Xuan Zhen regretted but never completed. It is his achievement, his calamity, and his cause and effect. However—

Just as it says.

Since it is the path of mankind, it should be completed by generations of people.

How can we expect the forerunners to complete everything?

The young Taoist looked at the scroll that represented [Luck]. He stepped back slightly, then shook his sleeves, bowed, and took the scroll with both hands very solemnly. He said softly, "Then, his last wish and cause and effect."

"I accept it."

"I'll help him with the last part."

The voice paused, and Qi Wuhuo said:

"sister in law."

Nan Qingzi was startled for a moment, then his eyes widened, and then he saw the young Taoist holding the scroll and standing up, his left hand hanging down, and his right hand holding a Taoist gesture in front of him. His eyebrows, facial features, and even temperament were completely different from those of the Taoist eight thousand years ago, but that clear and bright aura seemed to be the same.

In a trance, it was almost like the first time I met Xuan Zhen, but it was already more than 8,000 years later. I saw the young Taoist saying:

"I am a poor Taoist, Xuanwei."

Xuanwei...

Nan Qingzi's eyes widened, and he immediately realized something, and said, "You are, his junior fellow apprentice?!"

She suppressed her voice and asked hurriedly: "You, why did you come to this place to take risks?"

"Hurry and go!"

"I, I can't bear to be called like that by you..."

Qi Wuhuo shook his head and replied: "After my senior brother overthrew the Zhou kings, he was alone and had no descendants..."

After that, because of the Fengdu Rebellion, Nan Qingzi, who knew little about human affairs, was stunned and said:

"What about the current Human Emperor?"

Qi Wuhuo replied, "Before Senior Brother, there was the Rebellion of the Eight Kings. Eight ministers divided the territory of the human world and fell out with the demons. The several countries in the human world today were all passed down by the ministers who betrayed Senior Brother. Their methods were also achieved by watching Senior Brother or receiving his guidance."

"betray……"

Nan Qingzi murmured, then shook his head and said frankly: "Xuan Zhen doesn't care about betrayal."

"But they are dividing the nine provinces of the human world, probably for their own selfish desires."

Qi Wuhuo told what the current emperor was doing.

She was silent for a long time, and finally reached into her sleeve. When she slowly took it out, strands of light gathered and turned into a jade seal. There was an extremely strong human breath on it. Nan Qingzi stroked the seal with her palm and said, "This is what he... gave me when he perished. It's his seal."

"I originally considered it as my last hope, but since you are his junior fellow apprentice, I will give it to you first."

"You hold this..."

She held the jade seal and then placed it in Qi Wuhuo's hand.

The young Taoist felt his wrist sink, feeling the heaviness of the object.

"Perhaps, depose all the emperors!"