Honghuang: It makes sense that there are four Sanqing, right?

Looking at the filth before him, Xu Qing shook his head. The earth's veins were fragile, so this matter could not be rushed.

He could only take out the God-Slaying Spear, and at the same time, he struck the Red Lotus, releasing karmic fire that swirled around the spear tip. He manipulated the God-Slaying Spear to gradually wear away the impurities.

Just as Houtu and others purified the evil energy in the underground space, as the defilement gradually melted away, the merits of the underground passage also gradually manifested.

He then focused on two things at once, simultaneously manipulating the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Lotus.

On the other side, he meditated and cultivated, using the earthly merits he had accumulated at that time, as well as the heavenly merits he had gained when he created the Asura, to help himself master the laws of destruction.

As for the Law of Emotions, Xu Qing has already reached the peak of Quasi-Saint with it. His relentless efforts can no longer allow him to make any further progress. For now, he can only wait for an opportunity.

Xu Qing will spend countless years in this sea of ​​blood.

As for the ley lines, all the key nodes and veins have been resolved. Now we just need to wait for the Ancestral Witches to purify the underground space.

At the same time, on Mount Kunlun, a Taoist priest flew out, with white hair and beard, his body surrounded by the flow of Yin and Yang energies, holding a whisk, which was none other than Dao De.

Unlike the original history of the primordial world, under Xu Qing's prior arrangement, the Three Pure Ones did not rely too much on the Primordial Purple Qi, but instead chose to comprehend the Great Dao on their own.

Although the Primordial Purple Qi has a backup plan laid out by Hongjun, one's soul will still be controlled and unable to gain freedom.

However, there is still a world of difference between self-proven Hunyuan and God-given Hunyuan. The former retains a certain degree of autonomy, while the latter will become a complete puppet.

Xu Qing was unaware of this at first, but out of caution, he still strongly urged his three elder brothers to choose to prove their own path. After the incident at the Treasure Sharing Cliff, his suggestion was finally approved by his three elder brothers.

Morality, Primordial Beginning, and Spiritual Treasure respectively chose the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Weapons, and the Dao of Arrays.

Now, Daode, being the most talented and virtuous of the three, has already thoroughly comprehended the Great Dao of Dan and is only one step away from attaining enlightenment.

On this day, the primordial purple energy trembled, and he was also enlightened, knowing that the opportunity to become a saint had arrived. He could take this opportunity to take the final step and achieve Hunyuan.

"Second and third brothers, I'm going ahead today to scout out the way for you."

He turned his head and muttered something in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, then walked out of Kunlun Mountain.

Similar to Xu Qing's search for treasure under the call of Heaven and Nuwa's sense of the opportunity to become a saint, the opportunity to become a saint perceived by morality is only an opportunity. To put it into practice, one must ultimately comprehend it oneself.

Morality flew slowly through the primordial wilderness, seeing many humans. After countless years, the footprints of humans have spread throughout the primordial wilderness, and the number of humans is far greater than before.

However, given the vastness of the primordial world and the boundless number of humans, Nuwa could not protect all of humanity; she only protected a small area around Mount Buzhou.

Walking, looking, and heading in the direction he came to a small human settlement with about three to five hundred people.

The people here are dressed in rags, eat wild fruits and raw meat, and are filled with fear and confusion about the world.

At this moment, a human woman was holding a human child and weeping bitterly. The child's face was black and his hands and feet were white, and it was clear that he would not survive.

Morality felt pity and descended. With a wave of his hand, a gentle Daoist energy spread out, and the child's face immediately regained its color.

Upon seeing this, the woman and the surrounding people immediately knelt before Morality, repeatedly chanting:

"May the goddess appear! May the goddess appear!"

Morality was originally quite satisfied with his actions, but upon hearing these four words, he couldn't help but sigh. Even Nuwa couldn't protect all of humanity, so how could he possibly do so?

There is no omnipotent savior in this world. If we want humanity to truly have a place in the world, we must strengthen ourselves. Giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him how to fish.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime...

A kind of profound and mysterious understanding permeated Morality's mind, yet Morality saw it clearly at a glance.

He picked up the child he had healed, who was now staring intently at Morality, gesturing with his hands and occasionally giggling.

Morality was pleased with what he saw and said to the woman, "Would you like him to follow me?"

The woman was clearly reluctant, but she glanced at Daode again and was about to speak.

"In that case, I shall follow him."

Morality, unwilling to sever ties, decided to stay with the small tribe for some time so that the mother and child would not have to be separated.

Time flies, and more than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. The child is now a young man, strong, intelligent, enthusiastic, and confident, and is already the leader of the tribe.

Over the years, morality has taught him to unite his people, to hunt wild animals, and to make fire by friction.

Morality favors tranquility and non-action, believing that there is no need to cultivate the Tao; it is best to live in the primordial world in one's original state.

Therefore, he did not pass on any methods of cultivation, but simply moved the human race from the central part of the prehistoric world to the east, where there were even fewer demons.

The young man, being the first among the human race to master the art of fire-making, was known as Suiren.

Although Daode and Suiren had the reality of being master and disciple, they did not have the title of master and disciple. This was because Daode knew that Suiren would have great fortune in the future, and if he recognized him as a disciple, he would find it difficult to live a peaceful life, which would go against his nature.

"You have done enough to protect your people. I am about to leave this place. After I leave, do not disappoint my expectations. Your people and I trust you very much."

Suiren leaned on Daode's shoulder, holding his hands in his. His wild black hair obscured his face, making it impossible to see his expression, though his body occasionally twitched slightly.

Daode gently patted Suiren, looked around, and there was a hint of lingering affection in his eyes.

He shook his head, took one last look at Suiren, and the next moment, he flashed into the air, leaving Suiren leaning against a rock, already asleep.

Subsequently, Daode traveled through the wilderness and encountered several tribes. He acted according to circumstances, teaching each tribe how to build houses and sew animal clothing. Each time, he left his name and quietly departed when the time was right.

Time flies, and more than fifty years have passed. Now, Suiren is old and frail, and he is teaching a human how to make fire.

Over the course of fifty years, Suiren's tribe continued to grow and interacted with other tribes. Wherever he went, Suiren would teach the local tribal leaders how to make fire.

The man before them was the last human tribe leader in the eastern lands who did not know how to start a fire. Logically, this task could have been entrusted to someone else.

But over the years, the practice of Suiren teaching people how to make fire has become a ritual, and as a result, Suiren has almost become the common ruler of the human race on the vast land.

Just as Suiren taught this person how to make fire, humanity manifested and merit descended upon the world.

A sudden realization dawned on all humans: "Suirenshi's teaching of fire-making was meritorious."

Then, in the endless void between heaven and earth, specks of golden light emerged from nothingness, transformed into torches, illuminated the sky, and flew towards Suiren.

Suiren accepted the merit, and his body shone with golden light. He was rejuvenated, turning from an old man back into a young man. He was then led by a seven-colored cloud to a mountain cave.

The good deeds of humanity resonated, and several large golden characters were imprinted in the cave—Fire Cloud Cave.

Below that is another line of small, colorful characters.

"Your merits have been fulfilled. Rest and recuperate here. From now on, humanity has its own path to follow."