Yang Jian went to Zhenwu Mansion alone and informed the many generals in Zhenwu Mansion of everything. Then he went to Beiji Exorcism Institute and informed Tianpeng Great True Lord of everything. After Qi Wuhuo took over the post of Beidi, Beiji Exorcism Institute also came under his command.

And this emperor, who had great reputation in the six realms, just walked slowly in the human world with the child who was born from the Bodhi fruit. With his speed, if he wanted, he could travel thousands of miles in a single thought. He walked with the child, but it seemed that he was walking aimlessly, just waiting for Nan Ji Changsheng to make the final decision.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry. It seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact his speed was extremely fast. He had already gone from the Western Buddhist Kingdom to the human world. After arriving at the human world, he slowed down his speed. Sometimes he stopped at the mountains and rivers, and sometimes he stopped in the city to take in the scenery of this world.

Most of the creatures who have just arrived in this world are full of curiosity about this vast world and will try to understand this world in their own way. The little boy transformed from the Bodhi fruit is the same. He goes to see the flowers, the clouds, the trees, and the fallen leaves creating ripples on the river.

Qi Wuhuo sat on the bluestone, looking at the Antarctic sky from afar, and saw bursts of thunder in the Antarctic Changsheng Sky.

There seemed to be an extremely powerful divine thought locking onto Qi Wuhuo, but it was difficult to approach. It collapsed just under his calm gaze. The Taoist's eyes swept across the leaden clouds pressing down from the sky, and the thunderclouds that were about to turn into thunder and strike down disappeared in an instant.

"Soon..."

Qi Wuhuo could vaguely feel the hostility of the Emperor of the Longevity of the South Pole. Over the past thousand years, the Emperor of the Longevity of the South Pole's backup plans had been constantly cut off. One day, he would no longer be patient and would choose to take direct action. Only by solving the Emperor of the Longevity of the South Pole's plan of [Revolving Tribulation] could he concentrate on solving the final tribulation.

Qi Wuhuo's sword has not been unsheathed for a thousand years.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the sound of water splashing again. The black-robed emperor turned around and saw the young boy over there reaching out to catch a fish while he was not paying attention. He was so fascinated that his body leaned forward subconsciously, then he stretched out his hands to scoop the fish, and it fell into the stream with a splash.

With a cry, his entire body was submerged in the stream.

Fortunately, the stream was not very deep. The young boy emerged from the water with a splash. His eyes were shining. He shook his head vigorously, and his black hair dried. He was holding a fish in his arms, which was still flapping its tail. He did not care, and his face was full of joy. He said, "Senior, look!"

"What is this?! What is this?!"

"Is this the fish you mentioned? Why can it swim in the water so naturally, but I can't?"

Qi Wuhuo looked at the young man in front of him and said gently, "Come up."

"The water is cold in winter, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Um!"

The young boy spread out his arms and let the fish flow back into the river. He sat down beside the stone obediently. His clothes were soaked. The Taoist used his magic to dry his clothes. The boy was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. He raised his arms and saw that his cuffs, which were just soaked, had become dry. His eyes widened and sparkled with curiosity. He said:

"What is this, it's dried!!!"

“How amazing!”

His eyes shone with the purest joy.

Qi Wuhuo said gently: "It's just a simple little spell. Many people in the world now know it." The child widened his eyes with curiosity. The Taoist looked at him with a smile. The child glanced at Qi Wuhuo, then retracted his gaze, and then looked at Qi Wuhuo cautiously again.

On this day, his character changed. He was not as lively as before, but became very well-behaved. He even patted the Taoist's legs and rubbed his shoulders. He was imitating the way a young man he saw on the street tried to please his grandfather. The Taoist smiled and said, "Why are you trying to please me like this? What do you want? Tell me."

The child was sitting in front of Qi Wuhuo and said obediently, "I want to learn this!"

He raised his hand, letting the sleeves of his robe sway. His eyes were bright, full of curiosity and joy. Qi Wuhuo had already thought that the child was curious about this magical power, and smiled and said, "Although this kind of magic is simple, it also requires breathing energy to use it."

"If you want to cultivate supernatural powers, you must first breathe. I will teach you a method of breathing. Once you have mastered it, I can teach you these supernatural powers."

The child nodded vigorously.

Qi Wuhuo began to recite the introductory chapter of the Taoist scripture, which was the most widely spread and most profound introductory formula in the entire human world. The child closed his eyes and thought for a long time. Qi Wuhuo watched the stream flow gently, with a peaceful aura, but suddenly realized that something was wrong -

Suddenly, a breath rose from the child next to him, and then stabilized in an instant. Qi Wuhuo turned around, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and saw the child's eyes widened, then stood up, spread his arms, and threw it towards the stream, then took a running start and jumped directly into the water.

But he pounced too hard and choked himself.

He started coughing violently and finally got up. He turned around and looked at the black-robed emperor sitting on the bluestone over there. He spread his arms, his face full of excitement, and circulated his own Qi, as if trying hard to prove himself. His little face had turned red and wisps of smoke came out of his body. After a while, his sleeves had dried.

This supernatural power can be understood without being passed on. Once you understand it, you will understand it.

The child bowed to the black-robed emperor and said, "Senior."

“I’ve done it!”

Qi Wuhuo was stunned, looking at the excited child, but suddenly he understood something, and knew how his teacher felt when he saw him refining Qi for the first time, realizing the Supreme Alchemy Technique for the first time, and drawing the essence of heaven and earth into the elixir.

The teacher at that time must have been as surprised as I am now, and with a hint of joy, right?

It's really a changing world.

Qi Wuhuo smiled gently and nodded, saying, "Not bad."

"But don't be impatient, you need to come slowly."

The child nodded vigorously, his eyes full of happiness: "Yeah!"

They continued their journey towards the human city. After walking for more than ten days, Qi Wuhuo began to slowly guide the child in his cultivation. He was indeed extraordinary in comprehension and gained enlightenment very quickly, but he was curious about everything.

Falling into the water was a small matter. He didn't know what alcohol was and got drunk, which attracted bees and almost got stung. Also, because he didn't understand human affairs, he was misunderstood and almost caused a conflict.

But this child is full of enthusiasm and love for the world.

I like watching the wind, I like watching the water, I like watching the clouds in the sky, and I like watching the world even more!

Walk with big strides against the wind, stretch out your palms to let the cool mist brush across your fingertips, watch the morning sun rise, with clouds covering the sky, watch the sun set, with the sky filled with stars, watch the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and dance happily under the moonlight.

Pick fruits to make friends with the spirits in the mountains, play with "peers" in the human village, watch the old people playing chess under the old trees, are curious about everything, practice, but are not obsessed with it, and seem to always be so happy.

Despite his personality, he seemed a little sad in recent times, as if he was thinking about something. He often sat on a rock, supporting his chin with both hands, looking at the Taoist over there, and then when the latter looked at him, he would look away like lightning.

Finally one day, he stammered and said cautiously:

"Senior, can I take you as my teacher?"

He already understood the master-disciple relationship in the world, and he was a congenital spirit. His mind was clear, unlike when Qi Wuhuo was young and mature. Since he had a desire in his heart, he did not cover it up or hide it. He expressed it outwardly. His eyes were clear, with intimacy and admiration. The black-robed emperor smiled gently and said:

"To enter my school, one must seek a karmic affinity and a mindset."

The child in gray thought for a while and said curiously, "Fate is established and separated, it rises and falls, just like ripples on the water, calming down and rising again, rising and ending again. There is no conclusion or judgment. No fate today may not mean that there will be a deep fate in the future; living and dying together today may not mean that there will be no fate in the future."

"It's like the fruits on the trees and the flowers on the plants. They bloom today and set tomorrow, and they will bloom again the next day. It's a constant cycle. There are no fruits on the trees now, but that doesn't mean there won't be any in the future."

"What does it take to be considered as predestined relationship, Senior?"

The child spoke these words in an almost natural and simple manner, and even the black-robed emperor was a little surprised.

It’s not that the truth is so profound.

But to hear such truth coming from the mouth of a child of this age and mentality is really eye-catching and surprising.

At this time, Qi Wuhuo had a better understanding of the feelings his teacher had when he was teaching him.

He reached out and touched the child's hair, then laughed and said, "He is quite clever."

"As I said before, do nothing and do something."

"I'll take you to meet old friends."

The black-robed emperor stood up with a calm expression. The child also jumped off the stone and followed the black-robed emperor, saying, "Go see someone?"

"Um……"

Qi Wuhuo lowered his eyes to look at him. This child was born very young. When his spirituality was rising, he was still thirteen or fourteen years old. In the past few days, his spirituality has gradually become restrained. He looks only a few years old. He has become a child. He stretched out his hand, and the child stretched out his hand to hold the sleeve of the emperor and said, "Senior, what do you want to do when you meet people?"

The black-robed emperor paused, thinking of his teacher's words a thousand years ago, and said in a gentle voice:

"This is the first lesson I taught you."

"Meet them."

"And to see yourself."

The child nodded and asked curiously, "Senior, who are we going to see first?"

The black-robed emperor said gently, "Who do you want to see? Let me think about it."

"It is located in a city on earth and is one of the three religions. It has protected the human world for five hundred years and has traveled to the human world several times. It has three thousand disciples and seventy-two sages. Each disciple eventually reached the level of an immortal, and the sages are different."

"He is good at teaching students in accordance with their aptitude and knows how to teach his disciples."

"Now he lives in seclusion in the capital of the mortal world, concentrating on the study of divination. You can go and meet him."

Along with Qi Wuhuo's low hum, the child followed the emperor step by step forward, his black robe fluttering, the emperor's black hair hanging down to his waist, swaying slightly as he walked forward, the surrounding light changed, the previous mountain scenery disappeared, and the sound of hawking came into his ears.

The prosperous streets of the human capital appeared before the child's eyes, and the voices of vendors along the way could be heard. A thousand years had passed, and the human capital had become more majestic than before under the modifications of the Mohist school. Only the Nine Stele remained the same as it was back then.

Some snow had fallen in the capital, and Qi Wuhuo bought the child a roasted sweet potato. He looked at the child holding it in his hands and eating it in small bites, and introduced Confucius Qiu. Then he pointed to a storage room in front and said gently, "He is right there. You can go in and meet him."

The child ate all the roasted sweet potatoes in small bites, and at the end he carefully licked the honey-like soft sweet potatoes on his fingers, called for some water to wash his hands, and said, "Then what should I ask him?"

The black-robed emperor gently patted the child on the shoulder and left him an order, allowing him to hide his body and walk into the storage room naturally. He smiled and said, "You can ask him anything you want."

"Go ahead."

The child was a brave and fearless person, rubbing his hands and saying, "Okay!"

After helping the world for five hundred years, the Master retired to seclusion. He never let his name become an idol to be worshipped or an authority to bind the hearts of the people of the world. He just used the Yijing in his seclusion. Today, he got a hexagram. The old man interpreted the hexagram and said to himself:

"Qian Gua, Nine-Two Yao Ci, Seeing a dragon in the field, it is beneficial to see a great man."

This hexagram has two meanings, one is to meet a great man, and the other is to see the truth.

You have to behave like an adult.

This old master is unrivaled in the world. Even the emperor of heaven has to be polite to him. However, he had no idea that some great person was coming. He was in a clear state of mind. He put away the divination chips and said to himself, "Could it be that the master is coming back?"

He seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes fell calmly to one side. In the void, ripples spread out, and a child in gray clothes walked out. His eyebrows were clear and curious, and he was naturally pure. Fuziqiu looked at the child and seemed to understand something. He smiled and said, "...I see, child, you came to see me, what's the matter?"

The clear Bodhi fruit is the Buddha's heart that took five great kalpas to give birth to.

The great emperor of Taoism enlightened him and took him to travel around the mortal world to practice Taoism.

Now we meet the Confucian master who has been in charge of the destiny of the world for five hundred years.

It all happened naturally.

His eyes were full of vigor and he was very meticulous in his greetings. He bowed seriously and said in a soft voice, "I don't have a name yet. I came here to meet you at the request of my senior."

"And then ask me to ask you a few questions."

Confucius could not help but think of the past. He had asked the Master himself, and now the Master asked this child to ask him. One drink and one peck, isn't that mysterious? His expression was gentle, and he returned the greeting seriously, then asked with a smile:

"What do you want to ask?"

The child raised his head, his eyes were bright and clear, his expression was soft, and he said:

"May I ask, what is Tao?"