Chapter 68 Fu Li’s Ambition “At that time,…
"Back then, the innate spiritual energy was still very rich, and even ordinary creatures had a much longer lifespan than they do now.
We were new to the business, so whether it was rabbits or musk deer, it all depended on luck. If we caught a young one, the meat would naturally be tender and delicious.
Unfortunately, before we caught them, no one caught those animals. Each one was older than the last, and their meat was older than the last. However, the spiritual energy contained within them is quite rich, and simply eating their meat can increase one's cultivation."
Having said that, Zhao Gongming couldn't help smacking his lips, looking at the rabbit leg in his hand with a look of disgust in his eyes.
——This rabbit meat has no spiritual energy at all. It’s useless to eat it. It’s just for satisfying your appetite.
Fu Li pressed on, "Rich spiritual energy? Has he awakened to spiritual intelligence?"
Zhao Gongming looked at her in shock. "What are you thinking? Who among those who practice cultivation would be able to open their spiritual wisdom?"
Even though Yuanshi Tianzun despised the demon race at that time, at most he would kill them, disassemble the useful parts and collect them to make materials for refining weapons. None of his disciples would think of eating meat.
Fu Li said embarrassedly: "Didn't you say that the spiritual energy is rich..."
Zhao Gongming explained, "Rich spiritual energy is a gift from heaven and earth to all living beings. Although the Lich and the Wizard races were favored by heaven and earth at that time, and it was easier for all things in the world to awaken their spiritual wisdom, that is relative."
Looking at the vast universe, the number of people who can truly awaken their spiritual intelligence and become demons is so low that it would be an exaggeration to say that only one in ten thousand can do so. If only two or three of a hundred thousand creatures could awaken their intelligence, it would be truly remarkable.
After all, the number of witches is limited, and the way of heaven is to make the two tribes check and balance each other, and not let the population of the demon tribe increase without restraint.
Seeing Fu Li's interest, Ling Zhuzi asked, "Isn't it said that the Demon Queen Xihe controls the Emperor's Flowing Juice? Every full moon night, Xihe sprinkles the Emperor's Flowing Juice over the vast wilderness. Whether it's rocks, grass, trees, wolves, insects, tigers, or leopards, anyone lucky enough to get a drop will awaken their spiritual wisdom and become a demon."
He grew up in the Wahuang Palace and knew many secrets and stories from ancient times.
It is only because they awakened to wisdom and transformed relatively late, and only heard one thing at a time, which resulted in a partial understanding. They often knew the facts but not the reasons behind them, but they knew more than those who transformed at the same time.
However, he wasn't interested in these things, nor did he want to go in-depth. Today, seeing Fu Li's interest, he changed the approach so that Zhao Gongming could talk more.
Zhao Gongming said, "Throwing the Emperor's Blood on a full-moon night can indeed increase the probability of all things transforming. However, the laws of nature are unpredictable, and only a few demons with outstanding talents can transform in this way.
Just look at the human race today and you will know that in the eyes of the upper class, the lower class are ants and are not worthy of being noticed by them at all.
What's more, the difference in strength between mortals is limited, and even slaves have the opportunity to become nobles.
The demon race values strength, and the level of strength is capped by qualifications and resources. The Emperor's fluids scattered by Xihe, aside from creating more struggling lower-class creatures, have little benefit to the demon race.
If those beings could never transform, their lives would pass by in a state of confusion. Because life is short, even pain is short-lived, and it can't breed much resentment.
Xihe used the Emperor's fluid to give birth to many little demons that should not have transformed. The increasingly solidified class did not give them much room for promotion, making them experience all the sufferings in the world. It is unknown how much resentment was born from this.
No one in the demon tribe cared about it at that time, but they didn't know that these grievances were also one of the driving forces that led to the destruction of the demon tribe.
Fu Li and Ling Zhuzi were both shocked by the cause and effect of this story.
Fu Li had been confident in her plan, but now she wasn't so sure. After all, karma doesn't guarantee good rewards just because you appear to be doing good things.
Seeing her expression of doubt and surprise, Zhao Gongming asked worriedly, "Li'er, have you encountered any difficulties? Don't be afraid, just tell me and I will take care of it for you."
Without waiting for Fu Li to speak, he turned his anger on Ling Zhuzi: "My disciple has been going in and out with you these days. Could it be that you have caused her trouble?"
Lingzhuzi was worried, but she didn't argue with him. She just looked at Fuli with worry, waiting for her to figure out how to start the conversation.
Fortunately, Zhao Gongming knew he was taking his anger out on others, so seeing he didn't say anything, he stopped pursuing him and simply said to Fu Li, "Even if I can't handle it, there's still your Grandmaster. We have so many disciples from the three Xuan Sects, we're not afraid of anyone coming."
Fu Li pondered for a moment and said, "It's not that serious. It's about the mortals in Shu."
"Mortal?" Zhao Gongming was stunned, deeply puzzled. "What could a mortal possibly do to embarrass you?"
Then, thinking of his own disciple's insistence on something that was always out of tune with the world, he began to understand a little, and reluctantly advised, "Master, I know you have always been kind-hearted and can't bear to see the suffering of the world. But everyone has their own destiny, and people create their own fate. Why worry so much?"
He thought to himself: It must be some mortal who saw that Li'er was soft-hearted and described himself as extremely miserable, thus stirring her heart.
Zhao Gongming knew very well what kind of person his disciple was.
Fu Li would not be soft-hearted towards the cultivators or demons with great cultivation, or even the powerful mortal nobles.
But she is particularly prone to feeling compassion for those mortals and little demons who were born at the bottom of society and are struggling hard in the world.
Just like the group at the foot of Mount Emei, Fu Li's original purpose was just to attract some popularity so that Hua Jing Yuanjun could live a stable and smooth life. There was no need to recruit so many mortals and little demons.
But when mortals who couldn't survive in the tribe, or little demons who were bullied in the tribe came to her for help, she would always make sure they were properly settled, or taught them how to farm, or how to herd, or how to do handicrafts, so that they would have a skill and be able to make a living in the world.
She has already joined Mount Emei. Even if she didn't do these things, she could use the power of Jiejiao to let the people she cares about live a stable life, but she still did it.
Zhao Gongming didn't know that she was taking care of another tribe outside. He just thought that it was caused by the group of mortals and little demons at the foot of the mountain.
But Lingzhuzi had always been with her and knew everything she did, so he could guess more.
He asked, "Li'er, are you worried about the Ge tribe?"
Seeing Fu Li nod, Zhao Gongming hurriedly asked, "Which tribe?"
Fu Li then told him about the last time he went out for training. He met a tribe that had been ravaged by a demon, and how he had been helping that tribe recover and develop over the past few years.
Finally, she asked, "Teacher, the things I do are bound to have karmic consequences. I just don't know whether this karmic relationship will bring more blessings or more disasters?"
Zhao Gongming burst into laughter upon hearing this, and after a long while he said happily, "I was wondering what it was, so it turned out to be this. Xihe sprinkled the Emperor's Blood, not out of pity for the living beings in the world, but to increase the power of the demon race, and the victims far outnumbered the beneficiaries.
You're different from her. You're genuinely helping those mortals, and you've truly achieved positive results, making the people at the foot of Mount Emei and in that tribe live better and more like human beings. Heaven is wise, and will only reward you, not bring disaster upon you.
Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I feel relieved."
She was unlucky in her previous life, but her parents and sister never thought of giving up on her. Instead, they always comforted her.
The warmth and harmony of her original family have created her optimistic and positive attitude towards life, as well as her kind nature of helping others.
But there is a prerequisite for all this, that is, to do what you can.
If she hurt herself in order to help others, she would not be able to show the compassion of the Buddha who cut off his flesh to feed the eagle.
Zhao Gongming asked, "Don't you feel that your cultivation is becoming smoother?"
He glanced at Zhilingzhuzi and said proudly, "Taiyi Zhenren has often praised this kid for his outstanding talent, but even he occasionally encounters bottlenecks. Have you ever experienced a bottleneck in your cultivation?"
Fu Li was a little bewildered: "But teacher, isn't it because my cultivation is still shallow and I haven't reached a bottleneck yet?"
"Then you should continue to cultivate. Seeing his level of cultivation, you wonder if you will encounter a bottleneck." Zhao Gongming chuckled. "You have accumulated merit through your actions. The Heavenly Dao may not express much on the surface, but it will secretly give you the full reward."
Heaven is fair. Is that just a joke?
Fu Li seemed to believe it but didn't quite understand. However, she felt that her teacher would not lie to her about such a thing, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"I didn't think too much about it. I just thought, 'Just do good things and don't worry about the future.' I just did what I wanted to do."
Zhao Gongming said sternly, "It's not difficult to follow your heart; the hard part is to maintain it. My disciple, you must remember this. And you, Lingzhuzi, you must remember this too. Don't wait until you reach a high level of cultivation to despise the living beings of the world and lose your true nature."
"Yeah." Fu Li nodded seriously.
Ling Zhuzi bowed and said seriously, "Thank you for your teachings, Master. I will keep them in mind."
Zhao Gongming's seriousness never lasted more than three seconds, and soon he would happily urge them to eat quickly.
"The rabbit is getting cold. It's not very oily, and it gets hard when it gets cold, which is really hard on your teeth."
The three of them had already been fasting, so they made a bonfire and had a barbecue just for the sake of novelty. Each of them only ate a rabbit leg and gave the rest to Nazhen Tongzi, asking them to take it away and share it.
After washing their hands at the mountain stream, Lingzhuzi added more firewood to the campfire. While Fuli was making tea, he announced his grand plans for the future to the two of them.
"I will not only help Ge's tribe, but also help other tribes in Shu, so that everyone's life will be better!"
"What a great ambition! You are worthy of being my disciple!" Zhao Gongming boasted as usual without thinking.
Lingzhuzi, as always, expressed his full support: "Okay, I'll go with you."
He wondered if he should go back to the Nuwa Palace and ask the goddess Nuwa for a map of the mountains and rivers in Shu.
The next step for Fuli is to control the water. If there is a water vein map, it will definitely be more effective.
However, water monsters have been rampant in Shu in recent years, and many rivers have frequently changed their courses. I'm afraid even Nuwa doesn't have an accurate map of the water veins. At most, she can only ask for a geographical record of mountains and rivers for reference.
He always acted on his thoughts, and immediately said to Fu Li, "I'll go back to Wahuang Palace tomorrow morning. If you have anything to do, go ahead and do it, and I'll come find you."
Fu Li nodded and said, "Once I've staffed the reception area, I'll rush back to Ge's tribe. They've probably already made a lot of refined salt, and they need to exchange it for food to make people feel at ease."
Salt is essential for human survival, but we cannot eat only salt.
Although everyone in the tribe trusted her, they would still feel uneasy if the salt could not be turned into food.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
