Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 569 Three pillars
In the misty rain, Cao Wei fished alone in the middle of the river in a lone boat with a coir raincoat.

At this moment, he looked at the river indifferently, with an expression of indescribable loneliness. It can be said that his life from the beginning to the present has been arranged by others, and his various values ​​​​are also among those Mahayana monks. In the overt and covert confrontations between them, they are constantly being shaped.

Although I am self-aware, I can’t help but feel confused about my existence.

Suddenly, Cao Wei looked back and glanced at Huanshen Peak, and said to himself: "Meng Ji may have deduced that after I leave seclusion, I will most likely come to Huanshen Sect, but he probably did not expect Zhuying, Linglong, and Xuanji to come to Huanshen Sect." How could such a venerable person react so violently? The three of them probably don’t want to see Meng Ji fully recover and establish the so-called eternal kingdom!”

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "What kind of existence is the eternal kingdom? If it is the kind of existence that drags the real world into a dream, replaces the heart of heaven with one's own heart, and upholds the integrity of everything, Public rules are operating, but they actually don't mean much. A world that abandons the so-called sophistication of people and only pays attention to individual abilities. However, individual talents are not completely equal. If this continues, it will eventually form a world of detachment. The mortal class, just like the group of monks today, remains unsolved.”

"Only when all creatures lose their own uniqueness, uneven talents, abilities, differences in thoughts, and even the difference between beauty and ugliness can we build the so-called eternal kingdom. And this may be what Zhuying Is this what the venerables from all realms like Linglong and Xuanji are afraid of? Once Meng Ji realizes the eternal kingdom he has built, it means that other venerables have lost the meaning of their own existence."

Thinking of this, Cao Wei frowned slightly, recalling what Saint Ancestor Kunpeng said before about the general form of the operation of the three realms. The Linglong Realm is where all races coexist, the Linghuan Realm is the division of sects, and the Lingxuan Realm is It is the divine court that governs the world.

"Interesting, it turns out that all the Mahayana monks in the three realms, like Meng Ji, are trying to build their own ultimate social form." Cao Wei chuckled.

It's a pity that above these three, there are still those Mahayana venerables.

These Mahayana sages have unfathomable abilities and can easily disrupt the normal operation of the world. However, they seek different avenues and the paths they take are naturally different, but in the end they only want to become immortals.

Thinking of this, Cao Wei couldn't help but look up at the sky, letting the rain hit his face, and thought: "So after the order of the Great Wilderness Divine Court collapsed, what is the Lingxuan world like now? Nine times out of ten, it is correct. In a state of chaos and disorder, right? The general trend of the world is that if it unites for a long time, it will divide, and if it divides for a long time, it will unite. Whether it is the clan Mahayana or the saint ancestors of various clans such as Ao Guang, they should be fighting for the dominance of the Lingxuan world. During the meeting, there is only one or two opportunities to advance to Mahayana, which will definitely attract the attention of all parties. The ten thousand years promised by Zhu Zun and other Mahayana monks are forcing me to fight for it!"

Otherwise, the current society of the human race in the Western Wilderness cannot provide mortals with a unique meaning of existence. According to the normal process, mortals will spontaneously dissociate from society, or launch an uprising like moths to a flame, or simply Give up on yourself and stop reproducing.

As for mortals, they are just an incubation tool used to maintain the number of monks.

Each of them is a powerful voice but refuses to submit to the power of others.

It is precisely because of this that the Elder Hall has been suppressing the development of mortal society from beginning to end, leaving them in a state of struggling to survive forever, with no intention to think about other things.

This situation also happened to the disciples taught by other Mahayana monks from the Great Wilderness Shenting clan.

After possessing the strength to rival Xuan Ming, Ao Guang, who had his own pursuits, would no longer be able to stand on the side of the Great Wilderness Divine Court.

In the process of pursuing the unification of the Lower Mysterious Realm, all high-level monks seek common ground while reserving differences, and work towards the same goal for more than 200,000 years. In this long process, this is the significance of maintaining the human society of the Western Wilderness. .

However, in such a society, it is actually the opposite of the harmonious world. The value of the individual is ignored, so that the final result seems extremely cruel.

However, this is far from enough. While meeting the physiological survival needs of all living beings, if we can continue to develop, extend from the ethnic level to the individual level, respect the lives and rights of others to choose, and give the meaning of individual existence, then we will reach this point. One step may lead to a harmonious world.

When Xuanji led the Linglong Realm's Mahayana and the monks of thousands of tribes under their command to attack, Linghuan Realm's Zhuzun and others were secretly containing them, so that the Lingxuan Realm was in danger of survival. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, Ao Guang When the Mahayana monks from the Lingxuan Realm hit it off, they set off the Great Desolate Catastrophe and sent them to the Great Desolate Divine Court.

And under the operation of such a high-power and high-obedience society, it is an inevitable result that the human race can stand out in the general trend of competition among thousands of races in the Lower Xuan Realm.

And if the powerful influencing factors such as Mahayana monks are eliminated, the current coexistence of all races in the Linglong World is just like an ideal world where neighboring countries look at each other and chickens and dogs hear each other.

Only the Transformation God and Nascent Soul cultivators have the right to speak, and whether it is Golden Pill or Qi Refining and Foundation Building, they are just backup forces, just like the Gu worms in the worm basin. Only the winner can truly gain access to power.

The division of sects in Linghuan Realm is a complete elite rule, which implements the unity of society and the obedience of individuals.

Based on the information he knew, Cao Wei analyzed his current situation and future plans bit by bit.

As for the Great Wilderness Divine Court in the Lingxuan Realm, following the operation of heaven, it adheres to the principle of equal opportunity for every living being. Therefore, Xuan Ming, who is the official of the Five Elements, also opened the door to accept Ao Guang as a disciple. , teach carefully.

And this period of ten thousand years should be his last chance.

Just like the current Western Wilderness of the human race, with the Elder Hall as the core, the sects are divided into different places. Under the overwhelming strength of the high-level monks, one side is constantly concentrating the society's cultivation resources, and at the same time it is demanding the low-level monks and The absolute obedience of mortals.

In addition, according to the territories divided by each sect, the mortal secular dynasties under their rule are basically in a state of isolation from each other, making them incommunicable, blocking the exchange of information, and preventing the progress and awakening of ideas.

However, the spiritual roots given to individuals by God are not exactly the same, so talented people like Ao Guang can crush other living beings as quickly as possible.

If he could take advantage of the situation and ride on the wind, then he would have a brighter future. If he missed this period, those Mahayana monks would not just watch a monk who did not belong to their forces stand at the same height as them.

There is no way in this world that high-level monks do not interfere with low-level monks. Unless there are huge changes in the world, they have no intention of taking care of this.

Otherwise, only those disciples who are already Mahayana disciples would be eligible to fight for the opportunity to be promoted to the Mahayana. Once other monks step into it, they will be eaten to the core without leaving any bones.

"Do whatever you can to ascend to the upper realm in a short time." Cao Wei sighed lightly.

And before they knew it, half an hour had passed, and Chengming and Chengyue still hadn't returned to Huanshen Sect.

Cao Wei frowned slightly, and then with a thought in his mind, a spiritual incarnation appeared in the secret realm where the Elder's Palace was located, and stood in front of the Bronze Palace.

As soon as he arrived here, he felt the aura of the two Nascent Soul monks from the Huanshen Sect, and then strode towards the Bronze Hall not far ahead.

When Cao Wei crossed the threshold and stepped into the hall, two middle-aged monks sitting cross-legged on the futon were looking at him in surprise.

Then they hurriedly stood up, bowed and saluted: "Junior Chengming (Chengyue), pays homage to Patriarch Xuanhong."

Hearing this, Cao Wei glanced at the two of them, then looked at Jin Mu and Wu Xiang who were sitting cross-legged on the main seat, and nodded lightly towards them.

"Just wait." Wu Xiang said slowly.

"Yes!" The two Nascent Soul Lords Chengming and Chengyue of Huanshen Sect bowed their heads.

After saying that, they reluctantly exited the Bronze Palace.

After he left, Kim smiled and said, "I thought you would wait a little longer." "I have given the Huanshen Sect enough time, why wait any longer?" Cao Wei said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiang sighed softly and stood up: "Let's move somewhere else. This is not the place to talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed and disappeared.

At the same time, Jin Mu and Cao Wei also left.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them appeared on a stargazing tower behind the palace and took their seats in different directions.

"What do they want?" Cao Wei said calmly.

"Chengming and Chengyue begged you to spare their lives, but they still refused to tell the reason. What happened between you?" Wu Xiang asked.

"Do you really want me to say it? Then they have no reason to live." Cao Wei said in a calm tone.

"It doesn't matter, God has the virtue of good life, I won't go into it further." Wu Xiang shook his head lightly.

"I think you all know my purpose of coming. What should I say?" Cao Wei asked calmly.

"I have no objection. The twenty-three major domains under Cangling are under your command, but you must not go on a killing spree. This is the final bottom line." Kim said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wu Xiang nodded lightly and did not refute.

In a few words, the three human race god-transformation monks had already divided their respective spheres of influence. As for the Nascent Soul Sect, there was no need to ask for their opinions.

In this matter, they Nascent Soul cultivators have no right to refuse.

As he finished speaking, Cao Wei frowned slightly and said slowly: "Give you half a year to recall the monks under your command or completely cut off contact. Otherwise, I will not be merciful if I find someone with ulterior motives."

"On this point, I have no problem here. Half a year is enough." Wu Xiang nodded.

Speaking of this, he thought about it and said, "If you don't want to be the ancestor of the clan, how about you wait for another hundred years and then take over from me?"

Following Cangling's rebellion, over the years, some of the twenty-three major regions in the central Western Wasteland under his command have devoted themselves to serving under the two god-transforming monks, Jin Mu and Wuxiang.

However, now that Cao Wei has become a new god, they naturally have to divide some of their own interests. Under the righteousness of the human race, the three are bound to each other.

"Are you sure you can ascend to the upper realm within this hundred years?" Cao Wei chuckled.

"This matter is determined by time and destiny. We are not sure, so we can only fight!" Wu Xiang shook his head lightly.

"I hope we won't fight each other over the matter of ascension!" Kim sighed softly.

"That's not the case. The two of you protected me from breaking through to become a god. I feel your kindness in my heart. It's just that in front of Ascension, everyone is unanimous in dealing with the outside world, and then each relies on his own means to succeed or not. He can't blame others!" Cao Wei said.

"I am already 4,700 years old, and I am not far away from the 6,000-year mark of becoming a god," Kim said.

Nowadays, the Yin gods from the Youdu clan and other clans have been walking in the lower realm of the Lingxuan world for many years. Their lifespan has expired, and there are still those who want to tamper with their fate.

In the Lower Mysterious Realm, the lifespan of the human race's god-transforming monks is six thousand years.

However, it can be seen that in the Lingxuan Realm, the clan should have a certain upper hand. This has just affected the situation in the lower realm, and the order of the Great Wilderness Court has shown signs of restoration.

After a certain period of time, the struggle at the upper level will eventually affect the lower level to a greater or lesser extent, but this phenomenon is sometimes obvious and sometimes extremely subtle.

"I am 1,400 years old, so I am no longer young." Cao Wei chuckled.

"Okay, you two should calm down for a while!" Wu Xiang said helplessly.

Speaking of this, he looked at Cao Wei and said in a deep voice:
"De Cao, our human race was born in the Linghuan Realm. As long as anyone can ascend, the ancestors will vigorously cultivate them and provide the resources needed from the Dongxu Stage to the Tribulation Stage. I don't care what you want to do. There is only one thing, that is, we must train the next god-transformation monk as soon as possible, lest if there is a chance to ascend, the tribe will not be protected by the god-transformation, and it will become a small tribe or even be destroyed. This is the order of the ancestors of the Five Saints Sect. . Now that the Linghuan Realm is very likely to be destroyed, the Xiaxuan Realm is one of our retreats and cannot be abandoned so easily!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei secretly sighed in his heart: "I am not a human race. Such good things are destined to be unavailable. Moreover, these Mahayana will not be able to escape from the world within ten thousand years. How can we fulfill our previous promises?"

However, he did not say these words directly, but smiled and said: "This is simple, isn't my son about to break through?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiang sneered: "That's my good grandson, his surname is Zuo, your surname is Cao!"

"It's just a last name, I can also be called Zuo Wei." Cao Wei said in a calm tone.

"There's no need to talk about this matter. I won't accept you! De Cao, you'd better go and look for a junior who can be trained. I think your disciple is good at nature." Wu Xiang said with a smile.

"If this child cannot break through the inherent concepts of the sect and family, then he is destined to have no chance. Speaking of which, you have really sinister intentions in imposing so many constraints on the world." Cao Wei shook his head lightly.

"Smart people will stand out. If you can't see through all the fame and fortune and can't break through yourself, then there is no need to cultivate them." Wu Xiang said slowly.

"Since Zuo An can't do it, where is my Uncle Wanhua Master?" Cao Wei asked.

"That's the junior I like too. You can't steal it. Stop poaching." Wu Xiang sighed.

Hearing this, Cao Wei stood up and said slowly: "I know, today, I will go and meet with the great monks from the twenty-three regions in the middle. You can do whatever you want."

After saying this, he turned over his hand and took out the Human Race Divine Transformation Token, and sent out a ray of divine thought to sink into it, summoning the sixty-two great monks under its name.

(End of this chapter)