Leaving the cold and oppressive atmosphere of the Zixiao Palace, Qingxuan and Nuwa did not return to Creation Heaven first, but took up the auspicious clouds and headed toward the southeast of Primordial World, where Human Race thrived.
Houtu separated from them and returned to Netherworld Underworld to take charge of reincarnation.
Above the clouds, Nuwa looked at the vast land below and the Human Race tribes scattered like stars.
She created Human Race, gave it spirituality, and treated it as her own.
Now Human Race has been designated by Heaven and Earth as the protagonist of heaven and earth. He seems to have unlimited glory, but in fact he has been pushed to the forefront of Primordial World. He does not know how many trials and tribulations he will experience in the future.
Qingxuan seemed to understand her thoughts, chuckled and said in relief.
"Master, don't worry too much. Although Human Race is weak, he has a spirit of perseverance and self-improvement. The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain. Only by growing up through hardships can they truly bear the title of 'the protagonist of heaven and earth'. What's more, aren't there you and me, and Fellow Daoist Fuxi is watching?"
Nuwa Hearing this, he nodded slightly, the worry in his eyes slightly reduced.
Qingxuan is right, over-protection is not a good thing.
The two pressed the cloud head, without attracting the attention of the ordinary Human Race, and walked straight to a simple palace in the center of the ancestral land that was not luxurious, but perfectly blended with the surrounding mountains and terrain, and Human Race Destiny.
The fresh air lingers here, and Dao Charm is self-contained. It is the place where Fuxi cleans up and handles Human Teachings affairs.
In the hall, Fuxi is sitting cross-legged on a futon. In front of him is an illusory picture scroll outlined with the principles of Human Race Destiny and Innate Eight Trigrams. The light and shadow on it are flowing, deducing the various possibilities of Human Race's future.
He has a handsome face, gentle temperament and wisdom, and the aura around him is like a sea of smoke. He has reached the state of Quasi-Saint!
With the help of the great fortune and merit brought by establishing Human Teachings and sorting out the development of Human Race, his cultivation has progressed by leaps and bounds, and he has already stood at the threshold of a saint.
Sensing the arrival of Nuwa and Qingxuan, Fuxi slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes there seemed to be scenes of the evolution of galaxies and the rise and fall of civilizations flashing past.
He stood up with a gentle smile on his face.
"Sister, fellow Daoist Qingxuan, you are here."
His eyes turned to Nuwa and Qingxuan, especially when he felt the Sage's Might on Nuwa that had not completely recovered, and the unfathomable aura of Qingxuan, he understood in his heart.
"But in the Zixiao Palace, is there a conclusion about Human Race?"
Nuwa nodded slightly and sat down with Qingxuan.
She gave a brief summary of what Dao Ancestor Hongjun said in the Zixiao Palace, that the way of heaven was determined, that Human Race was regarded as the protagonist of heaven and earth, and that the subsequent saints competed for Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors's division, and that Qingxuan angrily rebuked the saints and the two of them joined forces to stop the interference.
Fuxi listened quietly, his face always calm. Only when he heard that the saints regarded Human Race as a bargaining chip, a coldness flashed in his eyes. And when he heard Qingxuan's loud refutation and Nuwa's resolute attitude, he nodded slightly, showing appreciation.
"These saints only value Human Race Destiny. How can they care about Human Race."
He knows very well that when you reach the level of a saint, you only care about luck. If you don't have Nuwa and Qingxuan behind you, Human Race may sooner or later become a nursery for Saints' Teachings to harvest luck.
Qingxuan smiled.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi is now Leader of the Human Sect, and he and Human Race Destiny are one and the same. The prosperity of Human Race will lead to a prosperous Daoist path. Protecting Human Race is also the way to protect fellow Daoists."
Fuxi nodded with a smile, without being too polite on this matter, and asked instead.
"How should we deal with this Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors? Although there are many outstanding people in Human Race today, we may not be able to lead the rise of Human Race in Primordial World."
As Leader of the Human Sect, he has the deepest understanding of the current situation of Human Race and is fully aware of the difficulties involved.
Nuwa looked at Fuxi with deep eyes.
"Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, it is Human Race's own luck, and heroes are born at the right moment. His inheritance should be allowed to come naturally, Karma, and cannot be forced. As Leader of the Human Sect, my brother is in charge of Human Race's education, and the responsibility of guidance lies first with you."
Fuxi heard this and fell into deep thought.
He understands what Nuwa means. The core of Human Teachings is "guidance" rather than "control". It is to light the way forward for Human Race, rather than walk for Human Race.
This Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors may not need external force to forcibly designate a master, but will emerge naturally at a critical moment in the development of Human Race. What Human Teachings needs to do is to create an environment that allows them to be born and grow smoothly, and provide guidance at the right time.
Qingxuan looked at Fuxi and suddenly said.
"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, are you just one step away from the Hunyuan Holy Realm?"
Fuxi came back from his thoughts and nodded calmly, but there was an imperceptible stagnation between his brows.
"That's right. The luck and merit gained from establishing Human Teachings have pushed me to the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint. However, this last step is like a chasm, always difficult to cross. It seems that... there is some key opportunity missing, or some kind of... perfection."
His achievements Quasi-Saint depended on the merits of teaching and Human Race Destiny, but this was ultimately foreign aid.
If you want to truly realize the Tao Becoming a Sage, it seems that you need some kind of thorough understanding and sublimation of your own Tao, or in other words, you need a deeper integration and practice with the "humanity" you control.
Qingxuan A flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, he pondered for a moment and said.
"The way of fellow Daoist lies in Human Race, in civilized deductions, and in understanding the secrets of heaven and people. Perhaps, your last opportunity cannot be obtained by simply practicing hard in seclusion."
He glanced at the hard-working and troubled Human Race figures outside the hall, and he meant something.
"Sometimes, when you stand too high, you can't see the road below your feet clearly. If you want to truly understand what humanity is and what the soul of Human Race is, perhaps... you need to truly become one of them, to experience their birth, old age, illness and death, love, hate, and hatred, to feel the most primitive joy and pain, and to personally lead them from ignorance to enlightenment, from weakness to strength."
Fuxi's body shook violently, and a bright light burst out from his eyes!
Qingxuan's words were like an enlightenment, waking him up instantly!
With a detached attitude, he occupies the position of the Leader of the Human Sect, deduce the secrets of heaven, and plans the overall development of Human Race, but it seems that... he is gradually far away from the kind of state of mind that shares the joys and sorrows with the tribe and feels the same.
His way is the way of man. If even "man" himself is alienated, how can he be truly perfect?
"Really... become one of them..."
Fuxi murmured to himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the Tao realm that had been stagnant for a long time began to loosen slightly.
A vague and bold idea gradually became clear in his mind.
Nuwa also looked at Qingxuan with understanding, and then at his brother with bright eyes, seeming to understand something.
Qingxuan smiled slightly and said no more.
He believed that with Fuxi's wisdom, he would be able to understand his prompts.