Shen Gongbao explained to the second-generation Queen Mother of the West the way to realize the Tao through virtuality. He spoke with a lotus flower in his tongue, opened the road to transcendence in the universe, and gathered a lot of moral energy to suppress the Taoist heart and assist the Dao.
It is said that merit lies in heaven, yin virtue lies in earth, morality lies in Tao, holy virtue lies in man, and merit lies in oneself.
Merit, yin virtue, holy virtue, and merit are all traceable.
If the five virtues are compared to currency, merits are issued by heaven. As one of the five emperors in heaven, the Golden Emperor has distributed a lot of merits.
Yinde is issued by the underworld, and Ksitigarbha, as the ruler of the underworld, monopolizes Yinde and controls the distribution rights.
Holy virtue is generated by humanity. Shen Gongbao has fallen into many places in the human race, and he can also see it when planning.
As for merit, it is completely made by oneself, the currency issued by oneself is decided by oneself.
In the ancient world, there are often monks who claim to be virtuous, referring to this merit.
Buddhism has reached the pinnacle of merit, so many magic weapons are related to Buddhism.
Only moral actions can be encountered but not sought. Since the beginning of the world, there have been only a handful of moral things.
The moral energy of the Lotus Lantern universe was first opened up by heaven, symbolizing the establishment of order, and was distributed among the five emperors, thus establishing their supreme status, superior to the innate gods of the wild.
The second time was when today's preacher Daqian explained the path of the Golden Immortal and the method of transcendence.
This time, the morality is completely owned by Shen Gongbao alone, confirming his unique status as a Taoist. There is a kind of powerful luck favoring him, and destiny favors him, as if he has become the center of the world.
"Teacher...do you want the Emperor of Heaven?"
The second-generation Queen Mother Xi felt this scene and couldn't help but think of the scene when she used reality to practice Taoism, which was somewhat similar to now.
"Emperor of Heaven?"
Shen Gongbao smiled indifferently, shook his head and said: "I have killed three corpses, the Supreme Being has forgotten his feelings, and rights are like floating clouds to me."
"Besides, the Red Emperor was not driven out of the position of Heavenly Emperor, but he was reincarnated. He has not yet lost his virtue and is still favored by destiny."
"It would be better to let him succeed the Emperor of Heaven. If he accepts the filth of his country, he is called the Lord of the country; if he accepts the bad luck of his country, he is called the king of the world."
"If you become the Emperor of Heaven, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, and you lose this favor of Heaven."
"This is the reason why a strong dragon has regrets."
"There are too many examples of prosperity and decline, and full moon and decline."
The second-generation Queen Mother of the West pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully: "The teacher means to live in seclusion behind the scenes, and when the calamity energy is perfect, he will push the Emperor of Heaven out to worship the calamity."
Shen Gongbao chuckled: "If you don't do this, how can you get three thousand tribulations together?"
"Suffering a loss is a blessing. I am also doing it for Zhang Huangtian's good, otherwise he would be able to practice magical skills in the year of the monkey."
The second-generation Queen Mother of the West shuddered and thought to herself, Zhang Huangtian is truly blessed to have you.
However, since the Golden Emperor has no intention of overthrowing the Red Emperor and becoming the new Heavenly Emperor, the second-generation Queen Mother of the West has no objections.
As long as Zhang Huangtian doesn't die, it's fine. As for the calamity, I will bear the pain of the Emperor of Heaven and his infamy.
Regarding the Red Emperor, the second-generation Queen Mother of the West actually had extremely complicated emotions. Sometimes she wanted to kill him, and sometimes she was reluctant to let him die.
The person Li Houtu has feelings for is Zhang Huangtian, not the superior Chitian Emperor.
The matter of reincarnation is so mysterious that even the person involved cannot tell whether it is true or not.
All we can say is, if you believe it, there is it, if you don’t believe it, there is none.
If you believe it, everything will be perfect and beautiful; if you don't believe it, it will be in vain.
"All sentient beings who have not been liberated have unstable nature and consciousness, bad habits have accumulated karma, and good habits have resulted. They are born according to circumstances, doing good or evil."
"Wandering through the five paths, there is no rest for a while, moving through earthly kalpas, confusing obstacles. Like a fish swimming in a net. It will be a long stream, falling in and out, and being caught in the net again."
Looking at the second generation Queen Mother of the West, Shen Gongbao sighed softly, even the Golden Immortal Emperor was among the ranks of all living beings.
When it comes to obsession, the point is not the obsession, but the persistence.
Break your attachments and see me, this is the foundation.
If you don't do this, you won't be able to break through the three levels of Kunlun, and you won't be able to kill the three corpse gods.
There was nothing Shen Gongbao could do about this calamity, and he could only let the second-generation Queen Mother of the West realize it on her own, while he played the role of the ultimate villain, and just laughed a few times.
Looking back at Jiuzhong Tianque, as the former Hedao Emperor, even if she turned to the immortal path, the Queen Mother of the West still made rapid progress. There was no confusion among the immortals. One realm per month proved what it means to be a reincarnated boss.
Zhang Huangtian had no one to guide him, but fortunately, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortality after many bumps and bumps. He relied on the scriptures and found a unique path on his own.
For three long years, after encountering many disasters, Zhang Huangtian finally condensed a Jade Emperor Yuanshen. The Yuanshen was clear, dazzling, perfect and flawless, as if a great sun was rising, and the aura of the supreme and noble was circulating, and gods and immortals were juxtaposed.
This unique aura, the aura that belongs to the Red Emperor, immediately shocked the three realms, and the Golden Crow Prince's Hall in the Heaven Realm suddenly exploded.
After a short discussion, even the most serious and steady Golden Crow Crown Prince compromised and agreed that all ten Golden Crow Crown Princes would dispatch together to retrieve the Red Emperor and protect him in a very short period of time.
"The speed must be fast!~"
The eldest prince of Jinwu ordered his younger brothers and said solemnly: "We are not the only ones looking for our father. If other innate gods discover the reincarnation of the Emperor of Heaven in advance, we will be completely doomed."
"yes!"
The golden crow crows, spreads its wings and soars, roaring in the three realms, and the ten suns come out together. Their wings shine like a golden flame, emitting as dazzling light as the sun.
The vision that appeared on ten days instantly attracted the attention of all living beings in the three realms, whether they were innate gods, acquired beings, humans, monsters... At this moment, they all looked up to the sky and watched the Golden Crow fly by in dumbfounded amazement.
"The Three Realms are going to be in chaos!"
A powerful person sighed and predicted that a catastrophe was coming.
The appearance of the ten golden crows makes the whole world brighter, and any darkness cannot escape. The hot sunshine shines on the earth, shining on all things and washing the universe.
After the initial joyful light, the three realms ushered in extreme pain. The vegetation dried up, the rivers evaporated, and except for a small number of immortal creatures, almost all living beings in the world suffered a devastating blow.
The sounds of wailing, misery, crying, and complaining turned into endless resentment, soaring into the sky, stirring up the entire Heavenly Palace, and shaking the Heavenly Court.
The Three Realms are the center of our universe and are the origin of the creation of the world. When the will of all living beings in the three realms reaches a consensus, the power of the creation of the world will be born.
Deep in the Kunlun Snow Mountains, the sound of a sky-opening ax is the glimmer of hope left by Yuanshi Tianzun for future generations.
God's mercy has not yet arrived, but humanity has already taken the lead in taking action.
"Heaven moves in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement."
The aging Human King looked at the sky for ten days, with a hint of excitement and fatigue in his eyes.
I was so excited that I finally saw this scene before I died.
Tiredness, why does it appear at the end of my life?
Human Immortal Martial Arts have extraordinary combat power. Humans can acquire the Tao Fruits of the Innate Ancient Gods that have taken tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years to cultivate in just a few decades or hundreds of years.
However, this power comes at a price, and a heavy price at that. As they grow older, the combat power of immortals will gradually weaken as their blood energy declines.
The former high-spirited human king can no longer hold a bow and arrow.
Then a majestic and solemn sound came from the Human King's Palace, resounding through the sky.
"The king of men has his destiny!"
"Edict, Si Yi comes to see you!"
"Edict, Si Yi comes to see you!"
…
This sound stirred in the hall, spreading towards the nine states of the world, the human realm, and the three realms of time and space, as if it was full of divine power.
The order from the Human King has not yet been conveyed to Guanjiangkou, and Yang Jian, with his black hair disheveled and heroic appearance, is already ready.
His teacher Yuding Zhenren warned: "Heaven has lost its virtue and the way has been opened. This is your chance to save your mother."
"Go to the mountains to catch up with the sun, and use your merits to save the three realms to rescue your mother!"
"This is the only chance."
"The Golden Emperor in the Heavenly Realm is cold and ruthless, but he is also selfless and impartial."
"Yes!" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows in joy, turned around, and turned into a golden-winged roc bird flying towards Taoshan. The figure drew a golden arc in the air, leaving a string of dazzling light.
After so many years of practice, he has perfected his Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills, reaching the second level, and can achieve eighteen levels of transformation in one day.
This change is not a simple illusion, nor is it a simple physical restructuring, but a real transformation into that kind of creature.
When you become a Garuda, you will have the speed of a Garuda.
If you become Zhu Yan, you will have the same fighting power as Zhu Yan.
If you become Zhu Jiuyin, you will have Zhu Jiuyin's ability to manipulate time and space.
This is true ever-changing, whatever you change is what it is, imitating the opponent's magical powers, racial talents, authority, fortune, luck, and blood background, and it is even more powerful than the original.
As the saying goes, beyond the genuine version, the pirated version becomes the genuine version.
This is the terrifying part of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique. If a person with a weak Taoist heart learns it, he can easily replace the fate of others and become that person.
If you don't get out in time, you will really become a different person.
It can be called copy and paste.
However, fortunately, those who do not have a strong Taoist heart are often poor learners. They cannot even understand the innate Taoist texts of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, let alone get started.
Therefore, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills were only spread among a small number of monks.
…
On the banks of the Weishui River, an old man wearing a bamboo hat, holding a pole without a hook, sat on the bank and fished leisurely. Although the fish did not take the bait, he did not feel any anxiety.
On the contrary, in the middle of the river, the giant, as tall as the sky and as big as a mountain, slapped the water impatiently, hitting thousands of waves, and fished out big fish weighing hundreds of kilograms.
Of course, big fish is a relative term. For a giant, these fish are not even enough to fill his teeth. He still needs to work hard for his dinner.
"Don't you want to stop?"
The old fishing man smiled slightly and asked, "It's better to be still than to move."
The giant soaring into the sky hummed: "Stop a moment, without enough blood food, I will starve to death, and I will not be able to learn your power of eating wind and drinking dew."
"For me, eating comes first."
As he said this, a hint of envy appeared in the giant's eyes. The old man had been fishing for many years. He would be full after drinking the northwest wind every day without eating at all.
In mortal terms, this old man has become an immortal!
"Eat the wind and drink the dew?" The fisherman chuckled: "If you can't learn it, I can teach you how to eat the wind and drink the dew..."
The giant listened attentively and thought that if he could not drink the northwest wind, it would be good to eat the clouds on the horizon.
It means knowing what the glow tastes like, whether it is sweet, fresh, bitter or salty.
The breeze blows over the hills and the bright sun shines on the Wei River.
I saw an old fisherman, beating the bamboo pole with one hand, while singing softly: "The grain stops cooking, the meal glows and the dew is drunk, and the natural light returns. Lead produces five colors, and mercury emits three rays, which shows the descendants of the great elixirs. Open the red door. , leaping out of the Golden Crow..."
When I thought of the Golden Crow, ten days later, the Golden Crow leaped out across the sky, shining on the mountains, rivers and land. The scorching light burned the river water bit by bit, steaming the huge Wei River dry, leaving behind a pile of roasted fish.
The giant's dinner was settled, but there was no trace of joy on his huge dark yellow face. Instead, it gradually became gloomy, and he whispered: "The killing is too heavy..."
Even he knows the principle of fishing for one day and resting for one day, how to fish in the swamp and dry up the mountains and rivers.
The old fisherman looked at the dry Wei River, shook his head, simply threw the fishing rod in his hand, and sighed: "I can't catch any fish."
"Kuafu, go and give a golden crow as a gift."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang." Kuafu Giant bowed in a deep voice, and the huge movement set off a gust of wind. The bamboo hat fell down on the old man's head, revealing his weathered face with white hair and white beard.
Different from the dark-haired middle-aged uncle who had the vicissitudes of life in the prehistoric world, he always had a sense of compassion and benefit for the common people.
Jiang Ziya from the Lotus Lantern Universe showed a bit of decisive murderous intent in the Daogu Immortal Wind.
Throughout the ages, Chi You has been revered as the master of war by the world.
But, who still remembers that in those ancient years, there was another soldier ancestor.
The ancestor of military strategists and the king of martial arts.
The King Wucheng recognized by humanity was never the so-called Huang Feihu, nor was he the Rensheng Emperor of Dongyue Taishan.
King Wucheng, recognized by humanity and recognized by Huoyundong, was the twin kings who stood side by side with King Wenxuan, Zhongni.
Lu Shang, the humane martial sage, and Zhongni, the humane literary sage.
Confucius was as literate as Jiang Taigong was in martial arts.
Just one blow of the divine whip is not enough to make the gods evade or deter all spirits. What is more important is who is holding the whip.
The magic weapons used by immortals are immortal treasures, and the weapons used by emperors are imperial weapons.
The whip in Jiang Ziya's hand is the magic whip.
The jade seal in the emperor's hand is the founding jade seal.
If ordinary people accidentally get the founding seal and don't hand it over in time, but instead use their brains to order the world, what awaits them will definitely not be the surrender of Kyushu.
The giant Kuafu stepped away, leaving huge footprints one after another in the mountains and rivers.
After being silent for several years, Yang Jian from Guanjiangkou burst out with his own roar and beat Wuzhi Qi to pieces.
In the Hall of the Human King, the death knell rang, ninety-nine and eighty-one tones, and the Supreme Lord died.
But there was a majestic man with a golden bow in his hand, heading towards the three realms.
(End of chapter)
