The energy of control of the realm was transformed into a seed and planted directly in the human world.

Such behavior, even Fuxi felt an indescribable feeling and aura, rushing towards him, almost hitting him in the face——

You said that no one can protect it.

Now, let the pure Qi enter the mortal world.

Under Yu Qing, we are all ants, so let's plant a wisp of Yu Qing's energy into the human world.

As for myself, I have my own path to follow.

Such a sense of sacrifice, the harmony and firmness of the state of mind, gives off an indescribable madness. This is not arrogance, but no matter how important the treasure is, if it is needed, it can be given or given away at will. It is a very determined madness, and also a very open-minded madness.

He is the madness of the last catastrophe of Kaihuang, and also the madness of Yuchen Taoist Lord.

I follow my own path!

Everything in this body is perfect, look within yourself.

Let me ask all the fellow Taoists in heaven and earth, is this purity or control?

Fuxi lowered his eyes and looked at the Taoist in front of him. He felt that the latter's heart of Taoism became more determined after taking this step. He did not say any words of dissuasion, but only lowered his eyes to look at the nine huge stone tablets in front of him, as well as the ray of hope under the stone tablets, and said:

"Even if you plant this seed, you may not be able to make it sprout and bloom."

"Moreover, if you can comprehend this strand of energy in your body for a long enough time, it will be a great opportunity and will make your foundation extremely strong. But if you do this, who knows whether this seed will sprout or dissipate in this hopeless earthly world."

"Then let's make a bet and see if I am wrong or you are wrong."

Qi Wuhuo pointed at the seed and said in a calm and gentle tone, "I believe it will definitely grow out in this world, grow in people's hearts, and be irrigated by the red dust."

Fuxi just smiled and sneered.

But he did not agree to the bet.

…

Time passed by like a white horse passing by, in the blink of an eye, the mighty king's army continued to advance, and all the affairs of the world, love and hate, family and country grievances, took turns to be played out. The current emperor has been in power for more than ten years. He has been in power for more than twenty years and is known for his diligence and benevolence.

Or perhaps, it is because of the existence of this Human Emperor that the people believe in the great wish of unifying the world and reuniting the human race, and are no longer terrified and unable to sleep all night because of the invincible army of the Mighty King. Now in the capital, people from all the countries that were originally divided in the world live here.

You can wear clothes woven in the south, hear the most ancient songs from the north, see the children of the desert dancing, hear the sounds of worldly pipa playing in the mortal world, recite poems of the Shenwu Kingdom in different accents, and the blending of many delicacies and cultures has finally returned to the vast ocean of the human race.

Along with this process, many people settled down in the capital.

Ximen Da Chong was a young man from the Western Country. After his homeland was returned to the Central Plains, he came to the cities in the Central Plains with curiosity and trepidation, and finally settled down in a relatively remote place on the side of the Imperial Road, very close to the legendary Nine Stele.

He often heard Taoist legends from more than ten years ago.

It is said that there was a great Taoist who erected these nine huge stone tablets and left the most advanced Taoist methods on the stone tablets for everyone to practice and comprehend. Later, masters from major Taoist sects all over the world came here, wanting to gain enlightenment together and refute these methods, but they all returned in failure in the end.

Some even laughed and cried loudly, and tore up all the Taoist scriptures and cultivation methods that they had spent their entire lives writing, and scattered them down like falling snow. There were also people who wanted to leave their own marks on this stone tablet, and most of them failed. However, during these ten years, there were finally some people with great talent.

There are bits of text left on this stone tablet.

Some are only one or two sentences, while others are half an article.

They were all proud of it, and the Emperor ordered a huge reward of one thousand gold coins for each word!

In a short period of time, everyone in the world flocked to it, all for the huge rewards and benefits. They wanted to comprehend the charm and words on the stone tablets, and then leave their own understandings on these nine tablets. If they could leave behind a few words, they would be famous all over the world and passed on to future generations; at the very least, they could use a lot of money to buy drunkenness and live a carefree life.

However, among all the talented people in the world, only a few can achieve something.

Ximen Da Chong looked up and saw that there were more and more clouds in the sky that looked like spider webs and cracks. It seemed that there were more clouds than last year. However, he had seen these clouds since he was a child and was accustomed to them. Therefore, he did not understand the concerns of his elders when they mentioned the unusual phenomenon of the clouds.

There were no classes in the private school today, so after eating a quick meal, I planned to go to the Nine Stele to take a look.

Although all the above texts have spread all over the world.

Some people even believe that the traces of the texts themselves carry the rhythm of Taoism, so even excerpting the text is not enough. The versions currently circulating in the world are basically rubbings of these nine stone tablets. Originally, rubbings were not allowed, but later, no one knows how, so many versions suddenly appeared.

He rushed to the stone tablet in such a hurry today because today was the time when the teacher was supposed to give a sermon. If he went too late, there might not even be a seat left.

Along with the popularization of Taoist scriptures.

For more than ten years.

From the old at the age of seventy to the young at five or six, everyone can recite a few sentences from the Taoist scriptures. Although they may not truly understand the profound principles contained in the scriptures, at least they can recite them fluently. As the master said, reading is like shooting an arrow with a bow.

Although he couldn't see the direction, he still pulled the bow with all his strength and shot the arrow.

The arrow shot straight forward.

It's like reciting and memorizing things that you don't actually understand.

Until one day, you suddenly see a certain mountain, a certain river, or a certain thing, and you suddenly have a new understanding of the things you have read in the past. This can be regarded as the arrow hitting the target.

Ten years is a generation, and most people today have a wisp of Qi in their bodies.

Whether strong or weak, they are all usable. People have gradually become accustomed to the effect of the spiritual energy in the body. In the past, only a few practitioners or outstanding martial artists could accommodate the energy in their bodies. It was almost like listening to dreams.

Ximen Dachong ran briskly for more than ten miles at a fairly fast speed. A stream of energy was flowing in his body, which greatly reduced his fatigue. With the help of internal ventilation, he could do all this easily without feeling tired at all. Along the way, he saw some shops recruiting apprentices, which required several levels of Qi.

Only in this way can it lift the heavy iron pot weighing hundreds of pounds.

Only then can you use your inner Qi to drive the raging fire to cook the oil, making the food more delicious.

It is said that in the first few years, when gas became popular, the two places that made the most rapid changes were:

One is a restaurant and the other is a brothel.

Food, sex, and nature.

Ximen Da Chong ran to the nine stone tablets in one breath and saw the master - he was wearing a black robe, had a gentle temperament, and looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, but he had heard him say that he was already thirty years old, but he was in very good shape.

As the Taoist scriptures spread throughout the world, people who disassembled and taught the Taoist scriptures came into being.

This is the [Teacher of Scriptures] and the [Teacher of Taoism].

Make a living from this.

This teacher has been explaining the Taoist scriptures here for a long time, but he never goes into too much depth each time. In the past ten years or so, countless people have heard him explain the Taoist scriptures. Today he has started explaining. Ximen Da Chong slowed down his pace, walked to the last position, found an empty space, sat cross-legged, and listened to the teacher's calm tone.

I was quickly immersed in it and felt that the energy in my body seemed to become much more lively.

Just when I was listening with fascination, it suddenly stopped.

A look of regret emerged on Ximen Dachong's face, and he slowly came out of his meditation. He had a feeling that the sutra should not be interrupted here.

Those who were listening to the Master expounding on the scriptures all stood up, bowed and expressed their gratitude.

The Master also stood up and returned the greeting.

Then everyone dispersed.

The Master's steps were gentle. Ximen Dachong felt deeply regretful. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, Master?!" The tall and slender Master in a black robe stopped and looked back, saying, "Ximen, is there anything you don't understand?"

Ximen Dachong felt a little embarrassed.

He had not expected that the Master would actually remember his name. In addition to feeling awkward, he also felt a little secretly happy. He immediately bowed meticulously and then asked, "Master, the Taoist scriptures you explained were very clear. There is nothing I don't understand. I am just very curious."

He hesitated and said, "It seems that there are still some empty spaces at the back. I always feel that there are still many things that have not been said."

His voice couldn't help but get lower and lower, and he felt annoyed with himself in his heart.

What are you talking about?!

Are you saying that the Master is hiding something?!

Unexpectedly, the thirty-year-old master replied, "The Dao Sutra is indeed not finished yet."

Ximen Dachong was startled, and then said almost subconsciously:

"Why don't you go on?"

The Master paused, lowered his gaze, stretched out his hand and ruffled the young man's hair, saying:

"Because it's not time yet."

"Not enough time?"

"Um."

The man in the black robe looked at a certain place and said, "If we compare teaching the Dao to planting a tree, then how to take care of the tree when it is still a seed, how to take care of it when it sprouts and breaks through the soil, and how to take care of it when it branches out are all different."

"Different periods require different care methods."

"To force the growth of seedlings against the right time will not only be of no benefit, but will also cause a lot of harm."

Ximen Dachong was in a trance, as if he understood something, and said, "You mean, it's not enough for us to listen to the next Taoist scripture now?"

The Master smiled but did not give a direct answer.

He just said gently: "Wait until this tree really breaks through the soil and sprouts."

"I will give lectures here for three days."

"When the time comes, remember to come."

Ximen Da Chong happily agreed, but the black-robed teacher had already walked away. He was in a daze and didn't pay attention, so he didn't see him again. When he returned home, he talked about the matter with his father and brother. He never expected that his father and brother looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Ximen Dachong was puzzled.

His father and brother laughed loudly and then explained: "He has been saying this for ten years."

“Everyone was looking forward to it at the beginning.”

"But a hundred days passed, a thousand days passed, ten years passed, and I never saw him giving a lecture."

"What he talked about were only the simplest Taoist scriptures."

"The Daoist Scriptures are the root of all laws and scriptures. Of course, they are profound and unfathomable. However, the Daoist Scriptures have been passed down for such a long time that they have already spoken out. Various mysterious methods have been extended from them. He is still explaining the Daoist Scriptures, which always gives people the feeling that there is not much to it."

"You don't have to care!"

"One day I will find a [Master] for you, and you can practice the Transformation into Emptiness and Nourishing the Spirit. It will be more beneficial. You don't have to sit in front of the Nine Monuments all the time, which takes too long."

Ximen Da Chong opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start.

He just said, "The Master said that he would give a lecture!"

…

The man went to the vegetable stall and bought some vegetables and fruits, then returned to the storage room. Outside the door, on a recliner, a man in green was lying lazily.

Like a snake basking in the winter sun.

The man in black robe didn't pay too much attention to him and walked inside.

The man in green shirt opened his eyes and said, "Qi Wuhuo."

The black-robed master paused and lowered his gaze: "Isn't Emperor Xi basking in the sun?"

The man in green shirt said calmly: "More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Tell me, have the seeds you planted that year grown?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "It is growing gradually and full of vitality."

"Full of vitality?"

Fuxi sneered, stretched out his finger and pointed at the sky, saying: "You should know better than me how many times the formation in the sky has expanded in the past ten years. I might as well make this clear. That is exactly what the Great Lord of Justice prepared for you."

"Not for me, nor for the world."

"It is prepared for you, the Zhenwu Demon, and it is enough to pose a death-level threat to a great celestial being."

"If you had swallowed that breath of power and kept it in your body for more than ten years, then the Justice Lord would not be your opponent. But now you have planted it in the human world, but it has not even sprouted. What are you going to do?"

"I told you, I just wanted to leave something behind."

Qi Wuhuo answered, and then said: "I can feel that the destiny of humanity is becoming more and more prosperous. The destiny represented by this seed is spreading among the people, making cultivation easier. As the number of practitioners and enlightened people gradually increases, that seed is also gradually accumulating strength, and one day, it will break through the ground."

The Taoist paused, stretched out his finger, pointed at the sky, and joked: "When this seed blooms and bears fruit, sprouts and grows into a big tree, soaring into the sky, the world will be prosperous and magnificent, and I will naturally have no worries."

"That's when I ascend to the Heavenly Palace. How about that?"

The man in green said nothing.

Suddenly he sneered and said, "Boy, if you don't want to leave the human world and ascend to the sky to do those things, just say so. You brought up the reason of leaving the mortal world and pretended to be so bold that it scared me."

Then he said: "Let this 'seed' germinate first!"

Qi Wuhuo smiled and walked in.

Fuxi said: "What are you waiting for?!"

The Taoist smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Waiting for an opportunity."

"Waiting for someone to come."

"Waiting for someone to come? Who is it?"

"I don't know."

The Taoist replied: "But, perhaps it is because of the flow of human destiny."

“I always felt that he would come.”

“So, I’m going to [wait] here.”

Fuxi rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that the person Qi Wuhuo was talking about was not a real person.

It is a kind of indescribable rhythm of Tao that one can feel even when one is in the midst of a catastrophe and yet has a clear mind. It is like flowers blooming, wind blowing, the sun and the moon about to rise. Although one has not seen it, one knows it is coming.

When one leaf falls, we know autumn is coming.

But on the other hand, he felt that it was really hateful that this kid did not accept the discipline of his "uncle". His stubbornness was inherited from that of a stubborn old man. After a little divination, he could vaguely feel that his Taoism and means were higher than that of the Taoist priest, and that this Taoist priest was unintentionally educating the world and preaching to the people.

Abandon the breath of Yuqing.

And it gave the world a prosperous sixty years.

This path is extremely difficult!

It’s harder than climbing to the sky!

But once it succeeds, it will be so magnificent and grand that it will be beyond the limits of Qing Feiyu!

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The Great Lord of Justice in Heaven is preparing a formation against Zhenwu.

The methods of the Antarctic Emperor of Immortality.

Zhu Ling and Ming Xin, one civil and one military, the Human Emperor and the Mighty King, who were traveling abroad.

There are also ordinary people in the world who spread the Taoist tradition throughout the world.

Fuxi murmured.

There are countless people in the world.

Damn, it really spread throughout the entire human world and completely changed the Dharma of the human world.

But he even hid his own name. This was a way of doing things, and he paid the price of the power of Yu Qing at this level. Thinking about the weight of this level, Fuxi felt a headache. Fuxi could actually feel that the [seed] still had tremendous vitality and power.

That means that the Taoist's teachings over the past decade or so have not been useless.

This power and breath flows.

Once that seed really "sprouts"...

Fuxi raised his eyes and looked into the distance at the three thousand worlds.

Circling around all things, the immortals and gods in heaven, the immortals in the South Pole, the purple stars in the North Pole, the Buddhas outside the Great Wall, the prosperous and vast human world, the heroes, the generals, the emperors, and the ministers, it is as if countless threads have converged to form an incomparably magnificent painting.

And now, all the balance of this painting depends on one point.

If this point is broken, all balances will probably undergo a huge torrent of changes!

The first one to transform was the person behind him.

"Do you want to ascend to heaven in one step?"

"No... You don't seek the Tao, but the Tao comes naturally. You let a stream of Yu Qi spread throughout the world, which has already brought the world into an era of cultivation where everyone has Qi. How can you expect it to sprout? Gathering and dispersing changes, it has already dispersed and turned into a situation. At this moment, it is like the Yin and Yang have been determined, and the rotation is balanced."

In this case, it is not enough for the seeds to germinate.

But such a balance requires a shocking force to break it!

Just like an egg, the nutrition and foundation are enough for it to break out of the shell, but who will be the first one to do so?

"Unless someone takes the opportunity to break the balance and guide the heroes to make this Spring and Autumn even more prosperous, then we can achieve what you said."

“Who can be the one?”

…

A city on earth.

A young man said goodbye to his mother,

"Mother, the world is changing drastically today. I want to study and see the world."

The woman was willing, but the Taoist masters in the surrounding cities were all defeated by her child and could not teach her child. She suddenly remembered what a Taoist said when the child was born, and asked, "Qiu, how old are you this year?"

The young man straightened his back and answered:

"At the age of fifteen, I was determined to study."

His mother said gently, "Fifteen years old, time has passed so quickly. Since you have such an ambition, I don't need to keep you. I will show you a way."

"When you were born, a Taoist priest made a promise with you."

"You are asked to go to the capital to find him."

"You can ask him."