A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 567: Can't See Clearly, Can't Understand

Daluotian.

Fuxi strolled on the rainbow light composed of countless "Eternal Ultimate Ways" and walked on the familiar road leading to the Zixiao Taoist Palace.

Arriving at the threshold of this magnificent Taoist palace, he looked at the plaque with the words "Zixiao" and felt the faint light full of chaotic charm. He stepped over with an unchanged expression and walked into the Taoist temple where the Three Pure Ones preached in the past.

Fuxi looked around and saw that the Dao here was still as profound as before. In fact, after some years of sedimentation, the power accumulated here was even more vast and boundless than when he listened to the Dao here in the past.

However, the middle-aged Taoist priest in Tai Chi robes who was supposed to be sitting in front of the hall was no longer there. Instead, there was a sacred statue that exuded a mighty power and gave life and creation to all things.

Fuxi looked at the divine being that seemed to have infinite power, and said jokingly with a smile, "How is our Nuwa Daozu of 'Honghuang' adapting? It must be great to be in charge of the operation of 'Honghuang Tiandao' and to be almost omnipotent in 'Honghuang', right?"

Hearing her brother's joke, Nuwa's face darkened slightly. She stood up straight and said loudly, "Not good, very bad!"

"If the [Tao Lord] is enjoying the power and strength that belongs to the 'primordial world', then the [Tao Ancestor] is shouldering all the responsibilities that belong to the 'primordial world'"

"If I had known in advance that becoming a Dao Ancestor would give me such enormous power, but also require me to shoulder such heavy responsibilities, I would definitely have stayed in the position of Dao Master until my death, especially since there is only one Dao Ancestor in the entire Primordial World, and no other gods or demons can lend a hand!"

Sensing Nuwa's ultimate supreme aura that had already stabilized, and her status that was almost like that of the "primordial creator god", Fuxi smiled and shook his head.

He looked at the current Nuwa Daozu and said softly, "But isn't this your choice?"

"Man was made from clay, and the legends were left behind when the universe was created. We hope to find a way to move forward in the ultimate supreme realm in a 'humane' way. We hope to use the infinite 'human' to wave the spirituality in our hearts and illuminate the direction of the future."

"Since you have chosen 'human', all the human beings in 'primordial wasteland' will naturally become your responsibility. This is only natural."

Nuwa Daozu looked a little helpless and sighed.

She said softly, "Of course I understand this principle. I understood it long before I made up my mind to verify the way I practiced in this way."

"But, at that time, I was thinking, aren't there still the Three Pure Ones?"

"All of us former Chaos Gods and Demons who have endured Pangu's axe know that the Taoist who calls himself 'Three Pure Ones' is 'Him's' second soul. He is also inextricably linked to 'Qi Supreme' who attained the 'Origin of Ten Thousand Dao Winds' in the early days of the Chaos Universe cultivation path."

"With such a tall man at the forefront, how can the responsibility of the entire 'Honghuang' fall completely on my shoulders?"

At this moment, the helplessness in Nuwa Daozu's eyes became more and more heavy, and even gradually permeated with a bit of the resentment of post-007.

“But when I created humans from clay and pushed the birth of the human race forward to the time of ‘primeval creation’, I suddenly discovered that the ‘Great God Pangu’ who originally sat at the beginning of time was gone!”

"When I upgraded my own [Dao Lord] to [Dao Ancestor] and completed the layout of 'Human Dao', I came to Zixiao Dao Palace. There was only an empty Dao Palace left. There was not even a trace of the Three Pure Ones Dao Ancestors left!"

"Now, the tallest 'tall man' in the 'prime' has become me."

Nuwa Daozu waved her hand gently, and the long river of time suddenly emerged from her hands and flowed before Fuxi's eyes.

As the time nodes are constantly traced back, we see that the "position" where "Pangu" originally stood has been replaced by a sacred being with a human body and a snake tail.

Some of the great gods who originally did not abide by the rules and attempted to interfere with the history of the prehistoric world are now no longer facing the most ancient and original axe light, but a roulette wheel engraved with six different symbols.

Obviously, the current Nuwa Daozu, like Xiong back then, needs to be used as two people.

Not only does he need to guard the place where time began to begin, preventing certain guys with "Honghuang" authority from acting recklessly, but he also has to sit in the Zixiao Taoist Palace and keep a close eye on the "Honghuang Heavenly Dao" to prevent it from suddenly going haywire, or being taken advantage of by some daring ultimate Taoist monarchs, getting it into a logical dead loop, and then going on strike completely.

Nuwa Daozu said quietly, "Originally, after I became Daozu, I should only be responsible for matters in the human realm. But who knew that now that I am a god and demon, I have to do everything."

Looking at the resentment that was about to rise, Fuxi looked vague and did not make any reply. Because he was also one of those guys that Nuwa said "had the authority of the 'primordial' world and acted recklessly towards the long river of time".

After all, the means to tamper with past history at any time is really too convenient at certain times.

As for changing past history, will it make it difficult to close the loop of causal logic, and then cause the "Honghuang Heavenly Dao" to be in a small-scale standby state, or even have a seizure? This is the responsibility of the [Taoist Ancestor], not the [Taoist Lord].

Fuxi wisely skipped over this topic and asked, "Little sister, can you find where the Three Pure Ones are now?"

His expression became a little more serious. "You know, the 'Origin of the Great Desolation' has now completely completed its transformation. The entire 'Chaos World' is being pushed towards the endless space by the instinct of the chaotic universe."

"Now, we are less than a year away from completely leaving the chaotic universe and entering the endless space."

Nuwa first activated the "Supreme Ultimate Reincarnation Path", using the power of [Taoist Ancestor] to connect to the "Great Heavenly Path", penetrate the great land, see through the countless worlds, and then push forward hundreds of years to search for all the information that can be "seen".

She shook her head. "No, even though I have become the Ultimate Supreme Being and the Dao Ancestor, and can be considered a half-master of the Chaos Universe, I am still a long way from the Three Pure Ones in terms of cultivation."

"Just the 'Supreme Ultimate Way of Light', 'Supreme Ultimate Way of Yin and Yang', and 'Supreme Ultimate Way of Wind' that I have already displayed have already left me, the Ultimate Supreme who only masters the 'Supreme Ultimate Way of Reincarnation', far behind."

"Moreover, we former Chaos Gods and Devils are all very clear that this is not the limit of the Three Pure Ones, but the 'current strength' he wants us to see."

Fuxi nodded calmly. He just wanted Nuwa to give it a try. It was obviously not realistic to find the Three Pure Ones who had "skipped work" just by this method.

Fuxi smiled bitterly and said softly, "It seems that the Three Pure Ones are very confident in us and are not afraid of being defeated by us."

"The next step is to see whether the 'Eternal Ultimate Pangu Chaos Dao' that exists in 'Daluo Heaven' can really support the entire 'Honghuang' and withstand the distortion of space-time dimensions that occurs all the time in the endless space."

"We have already completed all the preparations we can make. What happens next will depend on God's will."
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In a busy park.

Xiong Mo was wearing casual clothes, sitting on a large stone bench, watching children riding bicycles on the greenway, and looking at the "Most Dazzling National Style" being danced by an old lady not far away, his expression gradually becoming a little dazed.

He closed his eyes gently and sighed in his heart, "A Chaos Era is about 1080 billion years, and I have practiced time acceleration for more than 107,700 Chaos Eras. The memory of this is almost buried in the deepest part of my heart."

"Last time, when I returned to the modern era of 'Earth', I asked Zhou Mingrui to take over the position of 'Lord of Mysteries'." Xiong Mo looked up at the mark projected from the Sun in the sky, and murmured silently, "Also, the years of cultivation of nearly 108,000 Chaos Eras are really long, so long that almost only the understanding of 'Tao' remains in my memory."

“No wonder some Lu Jin Immortal Emperors, some Beyond Heaven’s Will, and some Chaotic Origin Lords regard countless sentient beings as illusions.”

Xiong Mo sneered silently, "All that's left in my heart is the pursuit of the divinity of 'Tao', and I have completely lost my 'humanity' as a living being. I never thought that one day, I would also fall into this 'transcendent' mentality belonging to the 'innate holy spirit', and almost lose the ability to 'empathize'."

"It is really easy to cultivate the 'heart of Tao', but it is difficult to maintain the 'original heart'."

Xiong Mo took out the Samsung phone from his coat, drew a "Z" on the pattern lock, and checked the time.

[2012.12.15]
[16:30]
Xiong Mo smiled and said, "It's about time."

He reached into the backpack beside him, took out a tablecloth, spread it on the stone table in front of him, and then placed some small objects that looked very old on it. He also took out a small sign that read "Ten Yuan" and placed it behind all the small objects, making it look very eye-catching.

"Come and have a look, have a look!"

"The small items placed on the desk have all been blessed by a Taoist priest with great accomplishments!"

"Ten bucks! Only ten bucks!"

A hawking voice with a hint of simplicity was suddenly heard here, blending in with the shouts of other people who were also selling small items here, and was not noticeable at all.

As time slowly passed, a pale-faced teenager who needed to be supported by his parents to walk slowly passed by this park on his way to the hospital.

As if it was fate, the young man heard Boss Xiong's shouting and saw the small, age-old objects on the stone table, and a hint of curiosity slowly arose in his heart.

He spoke softly to his parents beside him and slowly walked to the stone table.

The pale-faced boy pointed at the small items and asked Xiong Mo, "Uncle, are these really all ten yuan? They look very old, as if they are all old items from the 1960s and 1970s."

Glancing at the pale-faced young man and the slight bead of sweat on his forehead, Xiong Mo said with a smile, "Of course they are all ten yuan. And let me tell you, these things have been blessed by Taoist priests with great accomplishments, and they are very effective."

"Student, for someone as weak as you, it can't help you change your fate, but it can give you a chance of survival when you're in danger."

Xiong Mo stood up from the stone bench, patted his chest, smiled and said to the boy, "I, Xiong, assure you that this thing is absolutely not false in the slightest."

The boy looked at Xiong Mo's confident look and laughed, "First of all, Boss Xiong, I'm not your classmate."

He pointed to his frail body with a hint of helplessness, and said to himself, "I believe you have seen my frail body. Even if I want to go to school, the school won't dare to accept me."

"Although the country has nine years of compulsory education, I..."

The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It can only be a special case, special treatment."

Xiong Mo looked at this weak and sickly young man, his flourishing good fortune, and the clear aura above his head formed by his good deeds, and nodded slightly in his heart.

Xiong Mo smiled as he pointed to the small items in front of him and said, "So, young man, do you want to buy a few and put them on your desk?"

"This is a Taoist priest with real cultivation, who has blessed it. I promise you will not be disappointed in the future."

The boy scratched his head as he looked at Boss Xiong, who was trying hard to sell his product.

He said softly, "A few pieces. I could afford them before, but now I don't have that much pocket money."

The young man looked carefully at the old objects on the stone table and picked out a small sword that seemed to be carved from peach wood.

Then he reached out his hand and touched the dullness and brilliance on its body that seemed to have been accumulated over countless years. At the same time, he gently touched the blade of the small sword with his fingers, and the two words "Dongxuan" looked extremely ancient.

The boy's eyes lit up with an inexplicable fondness. He took out a ten-yuan note and placed it on the stone table. "Boss Xiong, this is the one I'll take."

Seeing the boy's choice, Xiong Mo was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the boy and said, "Are you really not going to choose one more?"

"They are all good stuff. I promise you won't regret buying them and you won't be cheated."

He pointed to a small flag with the word "Pangu" written on it, a small piece of cloth embroidered with the words "Zhu Xian", a small bamboo slip with the word "Hundun" painted on it, and a small bronze tripod with the words "Xuan Huang" engraved on it.

The boy shook his head. "A small sword like this is enough."

"Goodbye, Boss Xiong."

He held the small sword in one hand and waved to Xiong Mo with the other hand, then walked towards his parents. Accompanied by them, he slowly walked towards the hospital in front.

After the young man walked away, Xiong Mo looked at his frail back with a gloomy expression and sighed, "Does fate change the moment you make a choice? Or does it gradually converge and move towards the only destination when you make a choice?"

"Even if I have realized the 'Eternal Ultimate Destiny', at this moment, I still cannot see clearly and understand it."

In the distance where Xiong Mo was looking, on the street outside the hospital, a horrible noise was heard, the desperate shouts of the parents echoed, and a little girl sat on the roadside with lifeless eyes.

The weak boy holding a small wooden sword fell in the middle of the road.

Blood was all over the ground.

The heart stopped beating.

(End of this chapter)