Chapter 126 The Human Education Movement! Established!
"Hmph, the Witch Clan is becoming more and more outrageous. They are unruly and rebellious. Now they are clearly opposed to the legitimate status of the Demon Court. This is outrageous."
The core members of the Demon Court gathered in the Lingxiao Palace, filled with righteous indignation.
"Do any of you have a way to curb this evil trend?" On the Thirty-Three Heavens, Emperor Jun asked his lords for advice.
“What other way is there?” Bi Fang was hot-tempered, just like the ever-burning flames around him. “We can only fight, fight hard, and beat the Wu tribe into submission so they will be afraid.”
Since the founding of the demon race, has this kind of thing happened few and far between?
“A race as tough as the Wu Clan can only be defeated by force. No strategy will work against them.” Fuxi’s forehead throbbed. Those Wu Clan guys who never use their brains, they don’t even know the meaning of restraint until they are beaten down.
“This isn’t the first or second time that there has been such a bloody suppression,” Kunpeng sneered. “Don’t tell me that His Majesty has become soft-hearted after being the Demon Emperor for so long.”
Why didn't Di Jun show him any mercy back then? When he sent Dong Huang to subdue him, he beat him ruthlessly. He almost lost all his cultivation.
“Since everyone says so, then let’s fight,” Di Jun made up his mind. “Before, our fights with the Witch Clan were just ‘minor skirmishes.’ Now it’s different. We won’t stop until we’ve drawn blood.”
That is, massacre.
Little did they know that what Di Jun thought was a minor skirmish was a huge deal to the Wu Clan, who hated the Demon Clan so much they wanted to tear them apart, eat their flesh, and sleep on their bones.
If the Wu tribe had a small population, they wouldn't have been constantly provoking the demon tribe in various sacred mountains and rivers. They wouldn't have gone straight for their main camp; such a large demon court would have been too conspicuous.
However, that was all in the past. The ancestral witches had already found a way. They discovered that the human race created by Nuwa was actually of great use. Intermarriage with humans would produce offspring who would not only possess the physique of the witch race but also their primordial spirit. The witch race could not possibly refuse such a good thing.
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Chang Hao's expression suddenly changed. He saw the 'Prince Changqin,' which looked exactly like Pangu, and he also saw the person who gave birth to Prince Changqin, a true human being created by Nuwa herself.
What is the Wu Clan trying to do? Are they trying to replicate Pangu? He didn't believe it was an accident.
Chang Hao was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs felt like they were burning. In addition, Chang Hao could already foresee the annihilation that the human race would suffer. The weak human race was like chickens and ducks being slaughtered in front of the powerful witch race.
No, the human race can no longer live around Buzhou Mountain. The human race can fight against the four seasons and the celestial phenomena and strive for self-improvement, but there is absolutely no way to resist the Wu tribe.
Chang Hao secretly sent a telepathic message to Duobao, asking him to find a way to persuade the human race to migrate, either to the Four Seas or to Lishan, and that he was willing to provide them with protection.
Tongtian was speechless, turning back every few steps, "Second brother, no other innate being has ever been born with such a strange phenomenon."
“Prince Changqin was born different. Although he is a member of the Wu clan, he has a primordial spirit and can cultivate the Dao,” Yuanshi said with a cold and solemn expression. “The Wu clan used all sorts of means to create Prince Changqin, and their intentions must be quite ambitious.”
"So what? They just can't stand the Demon Court above them and want to dominate the prehistoric world. Do they think everyone knows that?" Tongtian scoffed. Dominate the prehistoric world? Do they think they're all dead?
“Prince Changqin looks exactly like Pangu,” Chang Hao said abruptly. “It’s hard to say what’s in Prince Changqin’s mind.” Who knows how the Wu Clan managed to create a ‘mini Pangu’ against all odds? Just the fact that Prince Changqin was born with the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal is extraordinary.
For Chang Hao, Pangu was a savior who had given him a second life. Pangu left him the Primordial Purple Qi and a protective innate spiritual treasure. He gave him everything he could. The Wu Clan's actions were tantamount to blaspheming Pangu and had offended Chang Hao to death.
Di Jun's son is still diligently cultivating. Apart from his innate divine power, the True Fire of the Sun, he hasn't even taken human form yet. That's what a true second-generation prehistoric being looks like.
Yuanshi and Tongtian exchanged a glance, and suddenly their hearts sank. They respected Pangu the most, and the Wu tribe dared to create a replica of Pangu. It was hard to believe that they had any bottom line.
"Fool." Chang Hao sneered. If the Witch Clan hadn't produced that appearance, the Heavenly Dao wouldn't have paid attention to someone like Crown Prince Changqin. But now...
Even if Crown Prince Changqin doesn't die, Heaven won't be at ease; he's a 'problem subject' that needs close attention.
“Yes, it’s pretty stupid,” Tongtian said with a mocking smile. “Offending the entire prehistoric world in one fell swoop, the Ancestral Witches are quite capable.” Tongtian spoke these words sincerely.
"Don't meddle in other people's business. The human settlement of Buzhou Mountain is just ahead. It's more important to find out where our elder brother is." Yuanshi didn't want to give the Wu tribe even the slightest bit of attention.
"Second Brother is right," Tongtian obediently replied.
"Hey," Tongtian nudged Chang Hao, "What are you looking at so intently? This human settlement is extremely rudimentary, what's so interesting about it?"
"I wasn't looking for Brother Li Er; actually, I found him." Chang Hao couldn't possibly say he was thinking about how to relocate the human race.
"Where?" Tongtian asked, his eyes wide.
"Look..." Chang Hao gestured with his chin, indicating that Tongtian should look over there.
A young man wearing an animal skin was seen carrying a piece of prepared meat, which he placed with respect and reverence in front of an old man with white hair and beard who was sitting in meditation.
The old man was very old and ordinary, with no trace of cultivation about him; he was just an ordinary, slovenly human.
Tongtian and Yuanshi were speechless, unable to believe that this person was their elder brother. Although their elder brother had always had white hair and beard, he had a youthful face and an otherworldly demeanor, exuding an air of transcendence. Who was that old geezer down there?!
"The Tao follows nature..." Chang Hao murmured to himself. The Laozi below was completely integrated with the surroundings. The Tao had been naturally formed, and every move he made was simple and natural, returning to the original state.
"big……"
Chang Hao quickly covered Tongtian's mouth and whispered, "Quiet down, observe carefully. Your elder brother is probably about to become a saint. Don't ruin his opportunity."
Once the opportunity is gone, it will never come again. If you miss the chance for enlightenment, who knows when the next one will come?
Tongtian was suddenly startled and glanced at Yuanshi, only to find that Yuanshi was looking at Laozi with a solemn expression.
Laozi's beard and hair twitched slightly. The next moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Xuandu, who came to report every day without fail. Unlike the cloudy and yellowish eyes of ordinary old men, Laozi's eyes were clear and bright. At this moment, they were crystal clear, but the next moment they were mysterious and unpredictable, as if he were in the vast starry sky.
"Come closer," Lao Tzu said, his whole being radiating kindness and benevolence. "Sit down and listen to my words."
Xuan Du obediently followed Lao Tzu's posture, sitting cross-legged with his back straight, ready to listen to the wise man's teachings.
"...The Tao is always nameless. The highest ruler is unaware of his existence. Even Heaven and Earth cannot last long, let alone man. All things under Heaven are born from existence, and existence is born from non-existence...What man teaches, I also teach."
The most suitable Daoist system for human cultivators was thus created, called the Golden Core Dao, which can be achieved by refining the ultimate Dao.
Lao Tzu spoke these words, and wherever the ancient human race was, whether at Buzhou Mountain, Li Mountain, or during their migrations, they all heard these teachings, though each person received different insights.
Xuandu, who was standing in front of Laozi, was completely absorbed in the teachings of Laozi and fell into a state of enlightenment, from which he could not emerge for a long time.
Lao Tzu smiled with satisfaction, stroked his beard, and auspicious clouds rose beneath him, taking him straight into the air.
Laozi suddenly stared straight at the azure sky, flicked his whisk, and said, "Heaven above, I am Taiqing Laozi. I am moved by the sight of the human race and have created the Golden Elixir Dao to educate them. Therefore, I have established a religion called 'Human Religion' to educate the human race. Now, I will use the supreme innate treasure, the Taiji Diagram, to suppress the fortune of the Human Religion. Heaven and Earth bear witness to this."
"People's Education! Establish it!!!"
The sound resounded throughout the primordial world; whether in the Demon Realm or the Nuwa Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, nothing could block this declaration.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Taiji totem of Yin and Yang suddenly appeared behind Laozi. Purple Qi came from the east for 30,000 miles, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and golden light of merit appeared all over the sky. Thirty percent of the merit returned to the Taiji diagram, and seventy percent entered Laozi's spiritual platform and purple palace, merging with Laozi's own merit of creating the world, forming Laozi's unique holy light.
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