Prehistoric: A steady life, starting from Journey to the West

One must know that she is the third generation disciple of Jiejiao, the core elite disciple most favored by the master, her status is only higher than Wen Hua's.

Didn't she know anything about this?

Given the relationship between the two of them, why did she hide it from Chen Qi?

Thinking of the fate of Emperor Wu's descendants, and of the wordless tombstone on which posterity commented on the merits and deeds of later generations, Chen Qi couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

"So, what about those golden immortals, Da Luo, and those newly promoted saints~〃?"

Chen Qi opened his mouth with difficulty, he couldn't believe what he heard.

In fact, it is not the monks at the bottom who get the biggest bonus from conquering the outer world. The higher the level, the greater the benefits.

Both merit and good luck are expensive. In several battles, many people have been promoted rapidly, including Chen Qi himself who was also the one who received the bonus.Without the support of prehistoric luck, he wouldn't have had so many adventures.

Pulling Chen Qi into this group of people is actually not very conspicuous.

Of course, other people also have a lot of accumulation under the foreshadowing of thousands of years in the past. Chen Qi has risen rapidly from a mortal in a short period of time, which is not the same.

The reason why Chen Qi asked that was because he felt that those newly promoted Golden Immortals, Da Luo, and even saints, were they fools, jumping into it even knowing it was a trap!

Will Haotian God, and the other newly promoted saints, be the same people?

"When I saw a new interest, I subconsciously thought that it would be the same for all subsequent interests." Wen Hua's answer was meaningful.

"As for those newly promoted saints, hehe."

The meaning of Wen Hua's voice is self-evident.

"Brother Wen, that's a sage!" Chen Qi kindly reminded, the kind who can crush us to death with the touch of a finger.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, they don't care about us now. They belong to the mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and they don't have time to care about us little people."

"Oh, brother Wen, please enlighten me." Chen Qi's curiosity was aroused. Could there be any hidden dangers for these newly promoted saints?

Be prepared, Chen Qi has no teacher except a system, so he has only a half-knowledge of these high-level knowledge, so naturally he can't let go of the opportunity, maybe he will use it someday.

Wen Hua originally wanted to befriend Chen Qi, so she was honest with her.

"Brother Chen is not an outsider, let me listen to my little brother in detail."

Wen Hua went out of the room first, and ordered the two Xuanxian guards at the door to keep watch.

After entering the room and closing the door, he waved out a set of banners and laid them down to isolate the outside world from detection.

With his actions, Chen Qi couldn't help but sit up straight, and became serious, knowing in his heart that this should not be the secret of some common people.

"Brother Chen, what I'm going to say next is a secret that only the direct descendant of my great sect knows, so please don't let it out to the outside world." Wen Hua said solemnly.

Chen Qi is not someone who doesn't know how to praise, Wen Hua is such a gentleman, he can't be a villain, so he immediately swore to the way of heaven, and made an oath to the way of heaven.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hua asked a question first.

"Brother Chen, do you know how many ways to prove the Tao and become holy?"

This Chen Qi didn't know, even if he hadn't traveled here, he liked to read web novels in his previous life, and he was familiar with the methods of enlightenment and sanctification in the prehistoric world.

"'Proving the Tao with strength, achieving the Tao by beheading three corpses, and achieving the Tao with merit. If I remember correctly, it should be these three."

This is not a secret, it is knowledge that monks with the lowest cultivation level in the prehistoric world know.

"Oh? Are there really only these three? Brother Chen, are you sure?"

Chen Qi took a deep breath and really wanted to say yes, but he already had the answer in his heart, no!

In this outer universe, his travels and experiences in the misty world and other places, as well as his understanding of Tao after becoming a golden fairy, all gave him a deeper understanding of sanctification.

At least, from his point of view, practicing a law to the extreme and relying on the law can also prove the Tao and become a saint.

What's more, taking a path to the extreme, such as the way of swordsmanship, is also possible to prove the way.

There are three thousand roads, and there are many roads, far more than three.

However, these three methods are indeed what Dao Zu Hongjun said himself, the incarnation of the way of heaven, the words of gold and jade, is it true?

Fortunately, Wen Hua didn't make too much of a fuss.

"There are many ways to be holy, but only three are allowed by the prehistoric world."

"Could it be that I can't become a saint by relying on other methods?" Chen Qi didn't quite understand, practice is to act against the sky.

Even if you are the way of heaven, even if it is the whole world, why should you cut off my way!

Chen Qi believes that there must be many people who have his thoughts, no matter in the past or in the future!

"Of course you can become a saint. Brother Chen, you don't think that Honghuang has developed so many societies from heaven and earth, so no one else has tried other paths, right?"

"Then did they succeed?" Chen Qi asked.

In fact, he knows the answer, just look at the few saints standing in the later generations.

If those people became saints, they would definitely not be unknown, but would have already joined the game of Hong Huang and become a chess player.

Wen Hua's answer was unexpected, "Some of them failed, but some of them succeeded!".

Chapter 25 The Secret of the Saint's Immortality, the Reason Why the Primal Purple Qi is Precious (Subscribe)

"How is this possible? Someone succeeded? Then why is the situation in the prehistoric world like this now? Where did those successful saints go now? Could it be said that they were killed by Daozu..."

"Brother Chen, calm down." Seeing Chen Qi's agitated appearance, Wen Hua quickly comforted him.

"How can I be so calm, after all, this is sanctification!"

Yes, after all, this is about sanctification. If other paths work, then Chen Qi will have a lot more choices, and he doesn't have to spend all his time trying to contrive any merits, such as the majestic purple energy.

After all, he was not an ordinary person, Chen Qi took a few deep breaths, and immediately calmed down.

"So, Brother Wen, where did the successful saints go? Why are there no books and allusions to record their existence? This doesn't make sense!"

Yes, some of these people have been sanctified, so there must be some fragments of myths and legends left behind in later generations.

However, the truth is no.

Not only is there no later generations, but there is no such relevant information in the prehistoric place where Chen Qi is now, let alone other people, other monks have talked about these saints, which is not in line with common sense.

Could it be that they were not tolerated in the prehistoric world and were suppressed and sealed by Taoist ancestor Hongjun?

Chen Qi felt that the truth might not be so simple.

However, when it came to this critical point, Wen Hua did not explain, but acted as a riddle.

"If you compare the prehistoric to a big lake, and compare the prehistoric creatures to the fish in the lake, if one day, the fish suddenly jump out of the water and become people on the shore, then what will happen to them standing on the shore How about going back to the lake?"

Chen Qi was thoughtful, the metaphor of Wen Hua was used very vaguely.

But obviously, the people standing on the shore undoubtedly refer to those saints who have successfully preached!

So, after standing on the shore, how should I go back to the lake?

You are no longer a fish, how do you go back to the lake?

Or to put it another way, you are sanctified, how can you go back to the wild?

Wait, back to the prehistoric? !

A bold idea suddenly popped up in Chen Qi's mind, and he immediately asked, "Brother Wen, could it be said that those saints who have become enlightened have transcended this world and completely jumped out of the prehistoric world?"

"That's right!" Wen Hua smiled, with a childish expression on his face.

I understand, Chen Qi understands, how the saints returned to the lake, that is - the reflection!

When a person stands by the lake, his shadow will appear on the water!

The sage is different from all creatures and spirits in the prehistoric world. He is already a completely high-dimensional creature beyond people's cognition.

"I guess with your intelligence, you should have guessed it too, Brother Chen!"

"Reflection, the sage projects himself into the great lake of the Great Desolation through reflection. Our disciples have another name for this reflection, that is the shadow of the world!"

"Shadow of the World?!"

"Yes, Shadow of the World."

Shadow of the World, as the name suggests, is easy to understand.

Send, entrust.World, the world.

The shadow of the world, the shadow of the world.

So, saints, what is the sustenance?

Chen Qi directly asked his doubts.

Wen Hua smiled mysteriously, "Actually, it stands to reason that all things in Honghuang are acceptable, but the saint's level is too high, and ordinary mortal things may be unbearable. If you want to show the strength of a saint, at least the things you entrust must be Only at the level of Xiantian Lingbao."

"Does it have to be a spiritual treasure? Can't it be other things, such as heaven and hell."

Wen Hua took a deep look at Chen Qi, "Brother Chen, you are right, God Haotian entrusts the entire Heavenly Court, as long as the Heavenly Court is not destroyed, his shadow in the world will not die!"

Having said that, Chen Qi understands that this sustenance is related to the foundation of a sage's existence in the wilderness, and in the end it is solid and not easy to be destroyed, which is a characteristic of Xiantian Lingbao.

Of course, it can also be forces, vain territories, or even orthodox traditions and sects.

Anyway, the harder it is to be wiped out, the more stable the saint's existence will be.

But what is eternal in this world?

From Chen Qi's point of view, innate treasures can be obliterated, or even remade and shattered into pieces.

Sects and orthodoxy can be eradicated slowly over time, and even the heavenly court linked by Haotian may not be immune to a change of dynasty and a change of emperor in the future.

Even, in the future, it is possible to say whether the Heavenly Court still exists or not. In the view of Chen Qi's cautious temperament, these entrusted things are actually not safe at all.

So, is there a perfect sustenance?

I believe many readers have already guessed, yes!

That is - Hongmeng Ziqi.

The majestic purple energy is the evidence of the way of heaven, a part of the way of heaven, and after refining him, the saints are equivalent to saying that the foundation of the shadow of sustenance fits within the way of heaven!

There is also that sentence, a sentence that readers of later generations will love to talk about!

Heaven is immortal, saints are immortal!

"No wonder, when Hongjun preached in the Zixiao Palace, he directly used the primordial purple energy to divide the holy positions, so that's what it meant." Chen Qi thought to himself.

Only now did he understand the true meaning of the primordial purple qi.

What it represents is a perfect saint without sequelae!

"Those shadows of sustenance were shattered, what happened to the saints in the end? Did they die?"

"How is it possible?" Wen Hua laughed dumbly, "Brother Chen, saints are immortal, if a shadow in a lake disappears, how can it hurt the people on the shore at all. But..."

"But what..."

"After losing his shadow in the lake, the saint on the shore has completely lost his connection with the present world, and it is completely impossible to enter the world again. For the prehistoric people, I am afraid that it is no different from death."

"After all, if the shadow is lost, all the cause and effect about him, the memory about him will be lost, the words that record him will disappear, and his relatives and friends will no longer remember him, everything about him in the prehistoric world. There will be no more footprints!"

Chen Qi shuddered when he heard that, he couldn't imagine that kind of scene, being completely forgotten, this is probably more terrifying than death.

"What about those saints, where did they end up?"

"I do not know."

"Ok?"

Isn't there a sage in Jiejiao? Why doesn't he know the answer to this question?

Wen Hua's body and voice became ethereal, but some disciples in the sect asked their master, Master Tongtian.

When Master Tongtian answered this question, he was very lonely, and his voice was low: "I don't know, because I lost my sustenance in the wilderness, and the saints have no intersection."

"Perhaps, those fellow Taoists went to another place, another place where there is no one, no light, nothing in the chaos.".

Chapter 26 The Fall of the Saint

"This is too scary." Chen Qi said.