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The economic, political, and cultural center of the human race.

The city gate is tall and majestic, with an imposing presence.

Inside the city, the houses were neatly arranged and in an orderly manner.

The streets were neat and tidy, and vendors came and went, creating a lively scene.

Ran Deng walked through the streets of Chaoge, filled with emotion, "It's countless times better than that bird Xiqi."

When Ran Deng was still a celestial being of the Chan Sect, he visited Xiqi. The prosperity of Xiqi seemed extremely fake.

Compared to Chaoge, we are nothing!

At that time, Ran Deng was confused and the path ahead was full of unknowns, so he had a "live and let live" mentality.

Now that the path has been clear, I have come to Chaoge with a burning lamp, seeking a breakthrough!

Thinking of this, Randeng quickened his pace and went to report to a government office in Chaoge City.

They presented a letter of introduction and received their identification card.

Chaoge is the Chaoge of the human race.

Ordinary forces are subject to the supervision of government offices and imperial guards.

Those who seek enlightenment are supervised by the Human Race's Fire-Burning Guard.

Without a human identity token, cultivators would find it difficult to move an inch in Chaoge.

What? Cultivators know Taoist magic and can come and go as they please?

Do you think the Human Race's Fire Guard is a pushover?

It is said that the Great Sage of Humanity, Xiao Hu, and You Sheng have long since reached a power comparable to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm!

The cultivators that the Human Race's Fire-Burning Forbidden Army couldn't handle, there were also the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the ancestor of literature Cangjie, and the ancestor of warfare Chiyou.

No cultivator dared to cause trouble in the human race's stronghold.

Ran Deng received his identity token, along with funds from his father, the First Emperor.

Randeng was filled with immense gratitude, exclaiming, "The First Emperor is truly my father!"

Ran Deng's goal was clear: to rent a shop on Chaoge East Street.

It was written in the human script: "Specially for handling funerals."

Ran Deng purchased some wood and, based on the shape of his own spirit coffin, crafted several coffins, painted them red, and placed them in the main room.

By the second day.

A woman arrived with her children, her eyes red-rimmed, and asked, "How much does a fine coffin cost?"

The man named Ran Deng, dressed in human clothing, asked, "Why did you die?"

"Dying on the battlefield."

The woman's husband was a soldier of the Shang Dynasty who had participated in the Battle of the North Sea and followed the army to conquer Xiqi. Unfortunately, he died in battle.

The Shang dynasty launched a campaign against Xiqi, winning one battle after another with minimal casualties, but there were still some losses.

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng's expression turned solemn, showing his respect: "To die on the battlefield wrapped in a horse's hide is to be a meritorious official of the Shang Dynasty. The coffin is free."

Although the woman was saddened, she quickly shook her head, "How can I not give you money? What will you eat and drink?"

"Don't worry about the three of us, there's plenty of compensation, more than enough."

"It's really free."

A few days later.

Randeng personally delivered the coffin to the woman's house.

The day the fallen soldiers were buried.

Colleagues and soldiers came to see him off, clearing a path on both sides.

"Brother, go in peace. Your son is our child. There is no need to worry."

Emperor Xin personally led Shang Rong and Huang Feihu to offer their condolences.

To die for the Shang dynasty is to be a hero! The Shang dynasty will never have any merit!

The compensation will be provided at the highest level to alleviate the concerns of the families of the deceased!

Family members are exempt from taxes.

Glorious citizens of Dashang.

Yu Chaoge was assigned a residence.

In Chaoge City, build the Heroic Soul Hall and enjoy the incense forever!

Anyway!

Xiqi was expelled from the human race and was considered a foreign race!

To vanquish the barbarians and protect humanity! Humanity will never let its soldiers' hearts grow cold!

Randeng, dressed in white mourning clothes, silently followed behind the funeral procession.

Feeling the desolate and sorrowful atmosphere.

The old constraints were unbreakable, and there was no hope of progress on the path forward!

Now, the constraints on the path are showing signs of loosening.

The lamp murmured softly, "The Path of Nirvana...this is the Path of Nirvana..."

"Extinction is death, and extinction... is also a beginning..."

An aura of annihilation surrounded the lamp, prompting a leap forward in his understanding of the Dao.

And just then...

A flock of birds flew out of the forest and circled above the coffin.

A hundred birds sang in unison, creating a beautiful melody.

The sounds of a hundred birds do not sound sorrowful.

It was more like a farewell—a grand, glorious, and solemn farewell!

As the lamp burned, it listened to the sounds of a hundred birds, and the barriers on the path trembled slightly, as if it had discovered something...

Ran Deng stared at the hundred birds for a long time, lost in thought...

Into the ground is safe.

Ran Deng returned to the coffin shop in the east of Chaoge City.

The museum was immediately closed. I sat quietly, pondering, "A hundred birds bidding farewell...this is a magnificent, glorious, and solemn occasion..."

"To die for the great merchant is an honorable and noble death, and it is only right!"

"Yes! That's how it should be!"

"Perhaps... something can be used to simulate the sounds of a hundred birds..."

He began experimenting with lighting lamps.

a few days later.

A musical instrument was made by Ran Deng.

The lamp was named Suona!

The existence of vocal music among humans can be traced back to the era of Emperor Fuxi.

After bathing with a lamp lit, hold the suona tightly with both hands and blow hard.

Depending on the breath and technique!

The sound emitted by the suona is also completely different!

The chorus of various sounds is the farewell song of a hundred birds!

Ran Deng gripped the suona tightly with both hands, "It should be so! It should be so!"

Respect for the deceased!

Moreover! Those who have rendered great service!

"The sounds of a hundred birds... are not enough! Not enough!"

"The specifications aren't good enough!"

"One more voice is missing!"

"What's that sound?"

"Among the avian beasts... it should be the phoenix!"

"Yes! Merely the sounds of a hundred birds is far from enough! The phoenix is ​​the leader of all birds!"

Ran Deng immediately left Chaoge and headed to the Nanming Undying Volcano.

Squatting on the Nanming Undying Volcano, I listened to the phoenix's cry.

Countless phoenixes cried out.

But the flickering light felt insufficient; it lacked a touch of domineering power in its loudness, a hint of refinement in its domineering power, and a dash of confidence in its refinement…

Lighting lamps is a real headache.

When bidding farewell to the deceased, one should strive for perfection and not settle for less!

Absolutely no compromises!

then!

Ran Deng wrote a letter to the First Emperor.

The jade slip was passed down to the ancestral land.

Li Yu quickly grasped the situation after seeing the lamp, referring to himself as "child" and "Father the First Emperor" repeatedly in his letter.

It would be difficult for Li Yu not to offer some guidance.

"With this letter, you may go to Sishui Pass and seek assistance from Kong Xuan, the deputy commander of Sishui Pass."

The phoenix's cry is loud, powerful, elegant, and confident!

Besides Kong Xuan, who else could produce such a phoenix cry?

The path of lighting the lamp is bright once again!

Ran Deng rushed to Sishui Pass without stopping.

He met Kong Xuan.

At the same time, they also met the head coach, Styx.

Then, Ran Deng was completely dumbfounded.

Styx, Lord of the Blood Sea, the Sub-Saint Ancestor!

Kong Xuan, true identity: son of Yuan Feng, now also the Quasi-Saint Phoenix Ancestor!

"Holy crap?"

"The two sages, Styx and Kong Xuan, are actually stationed at Sishui Pass?"

"No wonder those trashy Chan Sect immortals couldn't even get into Sishui Pass!"

"No! No, no, no! You think you can still break through Sishui Pass? That's a pipe dream!"

The opponent of the trashy Chan Sect Immortal is actually two great sub-saints?

Randeng couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had recognized the First Emperor as his father...

"Kong Xuan, please, just call out once, just once."

Kong Xuan: "? You think I'd just shout if you told me to? Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

Styx secretly nudged Kong Xuan's arm.

Kong Xuan then realized that the shackles on Ran Deng's body had loosened? There were signs of them loosening?

"Randeng, you're saying... you've been stuck in the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm for billions of years, unable to advance even a single step?"

"It's embarrassing to admit, but that's the truth!"

"No progress for billions of years, and now that they've just acknowledged a father... cough cough... abandoned darkness for light, are the shackles already showing signs of loosening?"

Randeng was filled with gratitude and bowed in the direction of the First Emperor, saying, "I've wandered all my life... but thankfully I have found my adoptive father..."

Everything was as Styx had predicted. If the First Emperor could help cultivators become saints, why couldn't he help a mere mortal like Randeng?

A bad premonition arose in Kong Xuan's heart, 'Buhao! The bet... I'm going to lose...'