Chapter 49: The Human Race's Dilemma◇
◎The beginning of planning◎
Kong Shuang could ignore the fiery gazes from Laozi and Yuanshi in the distance.
But Tongtian's seemingly indifferent but actually dissatisfied eyes nearby could not be ignored. In the past, she would have been fascinated by his arrogant look, but the current Kong Shuang is not the Kong Shuang of the past - she stood up!
Little guy, you have a temper, but I have one too!
Seeing that he refused to accept the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Kong Shuang grabbed his wide, flowing sleeve and pushed the Hongmeng Purple Qi inside. As he did so, he said, "The Styx created the Asura clan, and their cultivation has greatly increased. I think they are only one Hongmeng Purple Qi away from becoming a saint. In fact, it doesn't matter whether we use the Zhuxian Formation or not."
When Tongtian heard this, how could he tolerate this? Wasn't it clearly saying that he was inferior to Minghe?
But if he takes out the Zhuxian Formation now, wouldn't that mean he's fallen into Kong Shuang's trap?
He threw out the Hongmeng Purple Qi from his sleeve again: "If you don't want the Hongmeng Purple Qi, then I'll give it to you. What's the point of trying to steal it from them?"
In fact, what she said just now was not wrong. Minghe was almost half a saint. Besides, it was no problem for her to beat Zhunti. It didn't matter much whether she used the Zhuxian Sword Formation or not.
Thinking of Minghe, who was still squatting in the sea of blood, waiting for her to join him in snatching the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Kong Shuang turned around and said with a smile: "What's one Hongmeng Purple Qi? There are two waiting for me over there. I just like to snatch other people's!"
What’s more important is that the one that was snatched was Jie Yin and Zhunti’s. Just thinking about it makes me happy!
Tongtian behind him gnashed his teeth, "One strand of Hongmeng purple energy isn't enough, what about me?"
Kong Shuang snorted "Tsk" and secretly complained in his heart: You think too highly of yourself.
Then he imagined the scene of squatting in the bloody sea of the Styx, and resolutely turned around and jumped onto Tongtian: "Then I wouldn't trade it for another thousand or ten thousand primordial purple qi."
It has been squatting in the Styx for millions of years, so it won’t hurt to squat for a while longer!
Tong Tianxia instinctively caught the light body without any feeling of unfamiliarity. It was a long time before he reacted until the fragrant and soft body swayed gently, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
In the past, Kong Shuang also loved to throw herself into his arms unexpectedly like this, but the problem was that Kong Shuang was just a cute little bird at that time, completely different from the lively and beautiful woman she is now.
Thinking of this, his body stiffened instantly.
The scene of Kong Shuang gently kissing him on the cheek that day was still vivid in his mind, and then there was no next time. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but move closer...
The ground began to shake and the two of them stopped moving.
The sound of "dong dong" footsteps was so loud that it almost resounded through the sky. Then, a strong smell of blood filled the air.
Kong Shuang slid down on him, raised his eyes and glanced at the gathered human tribe. His face suddenly turned pale and he turned his head away with reluctance.
Tongtian followed his gaze and showed an expression of surprise and pity on his face.
The witch clan is back!
The witch clan transformed back into their true form, and each giant as big as a hill stepped on the ground. They were furious to see humans living in their former territory. They were not satisfied with just crushing one to death. Some of them even saw that humans were born with Taoist bodies and had intelligence, and started to eat humans directly.
He had a keen eye and saw at a glance that after each human died, countless black mist-like karmas entered the bodies of the witches, bringing them more bad luck!
The weak human race was in danger all around. Faced with such a disaster, they had no idea what to do and no power to resist. Only a few humans knelt on the ground and prayed for the protection of Mother Nuwa.
The human race was in dire straits.
Seeing this scene, Kong Shuang clenched his fists, and a trace of resentment appeared on his forbearing face. He was about to rush in and kill the witch clan in the next second.
Tongtian's voice sounded: "You seem to like the human race very much?"
Kong Shuang couldn't explain why she felt pity for him because she was a human in her previous life. She turned and asked him, "You stayed here to preach to the human race. Don't you like the human race? Moreover, the human race was created by Nuwa. Isn't this too disrespectful to the saints?"
Tongtian frowned as he looked at the wailing of the human race. "The saint lives on Mount Buzhou. Why hasn't she come yet?"
Kong Shuang was shocked and couldn't help but think: Yes, why hasn't Nuwa come yet?
Tongtian continued, "Ever since the peace talks between the witches and liches, the demons have ruled the sky, while the witches have governed the earth, with clear divisions. Now that Nuwa has created the human race, which side do you think the human race belongs to?"
Kong Shuang fell silent and couldn't help but think of a conspiracy theory. The human race was created by Nuwa, who was a demon. The human race was at least half a demon. Since they were demons, they occupied the territory of the witches. From this point of view, Nuwa was in the wrong.
"But..." Kong Shuang closed his eyes, not wanting to see the bloody scene. "The Wu Clan committed this murderous crime, are they really going to ignore it?"
"How do I manage it?" Tong Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering. "I won't stop you, but if you really save the human race, you will have a karmic connection with the witch clan. Are you willing to accept that?"
Kong Shuang's face turned a little ugly. She was not a saint. How could she sacrifice herself for the human race?
But she couldn't help but ask, "What about you? You've always been kind to all living beings. Can you really just ignore it?"
The witch clan simply ate their flesh and drank their blood, and even they themselves couldn't bear it, let alone the kind-hearted Tongtian.
He seems to be indifferent to everything and does whatever he wants, but in fact he has a soft heart. When he was at the Undying Volcano, he saw two rookies pecking each other, so he had to wait until they finished pecking and then carefully apply medicine to them, no matter if they were living people.
Tongtian said again: "Do you know what true compassion is..."
He stretched out his hand and solemnly gestured to Kong Shuang to look at the human race. The human race was in such a panic that they couldn't even think of escaping, or they would wail and cry to the witch clan and beg for mercy, but the witch clan would not listen at all.
Or they could pray to Mount Buzhou, asking Nuwa to appear and save them from the disaster...
"They hope the Wu Clan will have a change of heart or Nuwa will come to their rescue, but they won't, at least not the Wu Clan. The human race's efforts are in vain. I have the merits of opening the heavens and repairing the spiritual veins. I'm not afraid of karma and cause and effect. I can save the human race, but I can only save them once, twice, what about the third time?"
He sighed deeply and touched her hair. "You and Zhunti Jieyin have been enemies for many years. Have you ever thought of using external forces to repel them, forcing them to retreat and never dare to attack again?"
Kong Shuang shook her head again. If she relied on others, would she have to rely on others for the rest of her life? One day she would be left alone, and that day would be her death.
Tongtian smiled bitterly: "It was not very clear at first, but now it is clear. I have realized the opportunity for my brothers to become saints. I am willing to lend a helping hand to the human race, but they must be able to bear it themselves."
Kong Shuang dodged his hand: "Then why don't you..."
Tongtian glanced at Laozi and Yuanshi who were observing the human race carefully and said: "My two brothers haven't figured it out yet. If I can become a saint like this, it may damage their Taoism."
At this moment, a small commotion occurred in the tribe. A young human boy who was protected in his mother's arms suddenly jumped up and bit a witch who was about to devour them.
The witches were all thick-skinned and powerful, so they naturally felt like they were being tickled. However, he was very dissatisfied that this weak human dared to resist him, so he threw the human boy far away and stepped on him.
At the moment of life and death, a snow-white whisk floated over and wrapped around the human boy, helping him escape the disaster and saving his life.
It was Laozi who threw the whisk.
Tongtian chuckled, turned around and looked at Kong Shuang, his eyebrows curved: "Look, big brother is about to understand."
At the same time, with the human boy taking the lead, more and more humans realized that it was useless to pray to Nuwa, and they began to fight back and rely on themselves.
Even if it is just a drop in the bucket, like a mayfly shaking a tree, they still refuse to accept their fate.
Tongtian's expression became more and more beautiful, and he finally threw out a magic weapon and said with a smile: "The human race is indeed born with the Tao body, and it is indeed blessed with great fortune."
Kong Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and understood Tongtian's idea. The human race was blessed by nature and had lived under the favor of all creatures in the prehistoric world since birth. However, no matter how much they were favored by heaven, they had to become strong. Only by becoming strong could they protect themselves.
They cannot simply rely on others for salvation. Tongtian wants them to develop a rebellious spirit. Even though they are very weak, because of this rebellious spirit, he is willing to lend a helping hand to the human race and help them become stronger.
This is his compassion for the human race.
Now that the Three Pure Ones have taken action, it would be a shame if Nuwa, the Holy Mother of the human race, did not show up. Nuwa appeared from the Wa Palace.
There was a colorful phoenix leading the way in front, and auspicious clouds floating around her. As soon as Nuwa appeared, the procession was in perfect order.
After meeting the Three Pure Ones, he politely thanked them for helping the human race and turned to face the Witch Clan.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not show up. The leader of this group of witches was an ordinary great witch. Even if he was heartless, he still felt three points shorter when he saw Nuwa and lost in momentum.
With the appearance of Nuwa, the human race was safe. Kong Shuang was not in the mood to watch how Nuwa negotiated with the witch clan. He turned sideways to Tongtiandao and went to block Zhunti Jieyin himself.
In this situation, she was really not in the mood to fall in love. Tongtian took out the Zhuxian Formation Map and gave it to her, and told her to be careful.
Kong Shuangzhi left with great pride, confident that he would return victorious.
Tongtian thought so too!
Above the sea of blood, Minghe squatted on the ground and drew circles. Finally, he saw Kong Shuang and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why did you come back just now?"
Kong Shuang naturally couldn't say that she had forgotten him because she wanted to fall in love. She said, "I went to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhunti Jieyin. They will appear in the east soon. The Blood Sea is between the west and the east. I just need to wait for them in the Blood Sea."
Minghe was a little unconvinced and asked, "How did you know we were here so soon?"
Kong Shuang was very proud, but he was very secretive: "I have a plan, you and I just need to wait..."
As the sky gradually darkened, in Wuzhuang Temple, Hongyun carried all the children one by one, returned to her room, and sat on the cloud bed. She had just started to make hand gestures and had not yet entered into meditation when a cool feeling suddenly surged into her back.
He was also a veteran Daluo Jinxian who had fought with others countless times. He immediately felt that this was an uninvited guest who was here to cause trouble.
He swung his palm towards the man, but his magic power hit nothing and the entire room disappeared in an instant. Then Hong Yun was even more surprised to find that despite such a big commotion, no one in Wuzhuang Temple was alarmed.
A terrible thought crept into his mind, and he quickly shouted in disbelief: "Zhen Yuanzi, come and save me!"
In the darkness, someone seemed to laugh softly.
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