Qingxuan and Zhenyuanzi have carefully considered many details regarding Hong Yun's reincarnation as a human being, including how to conceal the secret of heaven, how to ensure that Hong Yun's remnant soul can successfully awaken Suhui after reincarnation, and how to provide necessary but not excessive guidance during its growth process so as not to interfere with its own path.
After everything was discussed, Zhenyuanzi felt at ease, and his gratitude and trust for Qingxuan deepened even more.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for planning this for me, an old friend. Zhenyuanzi has nothing to offer in return. From now on, I will just follow your fellow Daoist's orders!"
Qingxuan smiled and reached out to help Zhenyuanzi, stood up and said with a smile.
"You don't have to be polite, fellow Daoist. Fellow Daoist Hongyun and I also had some friendship in the past. Now that I can help, I won't shirk it. Besides, this matter is also beneficial to Human Race."
"Without further delay, I will go to Netherworld Underworld and meet Empress Houtu."
Zhenyuanzi naturally has no objection.
The two immediately left Wuzhuang Temple, stepped out, and crossed the endless space to the gloomy but orderly Netherworld Underworld.
Yellow Springs Road side, ghost shadows, Bridge of Helplessness head, reincarnation is orderly.
Zhenyuanzi Although this is the first time to go deep into the netherworld, I feel that although it is gloomy, it makes my Daoist heart tremble slightly. However, now I don't care about watching this otherworldly scene. I only think about the remnant soul of my old friend.
With Qingxuan and Great Emperor Fengdu leading the way, the journey was smooth and we first reached the Houtu Palace.
The inside of the temple is not as gloomy as the outside world, but is filled with a kind of Dao Charm that is thick, compassionate and carries all things.
Empress Houtu is sitting on the cloud bed, with a compassionate face and gentle eyes looking at the visitor.
"Little brother, fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, you are well."
Houtu's voice was calm, as if he had already anticipated their intention.
After Qingxuan and Houtu met, they briefly explained the matter of Hong Yun and finally said.
"... Therefore, I want to use the land of reincarnation to send the remaining soul of Fellow Daoist Hongyun to the human realm to be warmed and nourished, waiting for the opportunity of reincarnation. I hope my sister can make it convenient."
Houtu's eyes fell on Zhenyuanzi, and he nodded slightly.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun also had great merits in Primordial World in the past, but his experience is disappointing. The place of reincarnation is originally designed for all living beings. Since there is an opportunity to return, it is natural."
Zhenyuanzi was excited when he heard this. He quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply again.
"Zhenyuanzi, on behalf of my virtuous brother Hong Yun, I would like to thank you for your kindness!"
After saying that, he took out something from his arms with a solemn expression.
It was a gourd with a dark red color and natural cloud patterns on the surface. It was the body that Ancestor Hong Yun held Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd in. It was later sent back to Wuzhuang Temple by Qingxuan.
Zhenyuanzi uses it as a carrier to warm and nourish the fragile remaining soul of Hong Yun.
The surface of the gourd is restrained in brilliance, but one can feel a faint but persevering spiritual fluctuation within it.
"Hong Yun virtuous brother..."
Zhenyuanzi looked at the gourd, a trace of regret and expectation flashed in his eyes, and then he held it in both hands and handed it to Houtu respectfully.
Empress Houtu Stretch out your slender fingers and fly a little higher.
The gourd slowly flew up and suspended in mid-air.
There are words in her mouth, which are the ancient and authentic sounds of reincarnation, motivating Law of Reincarnation.
In the Houtu hall, the shadow of Six Paths of Reincarnation vaguely appeared, exuding a mysterious aura.
As Houtu cast the spell, a weak but extremely pure remnant soul, with a faint Hong Yun aura and the glory of Tu De, was carefully pulled out of the gourd.
The remnant soul was like a candle in the wind, seemingly extinguished at any time, but under the protection of Empress Houtu's vast magic power, it stabilized and slowly threw itself into the vortex that represented "humanity" in Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The moment the remnant soul was thrown into the world, the vortex rippled gently, swallowing it up and disappearing into the depths of endless reincarnation.
A soft and majestic force of reincarnation began to wrap and nourish the remaining soul, replenishing its origin and washing away the illness. When the time is right, it can be put into the mother's womb and reincarnated.
Feeling that Hong Yun's remnant soul had finally entered the safest place of nourishment and had a clear path to return, Zhenyuanzi's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and he breathed a long, deep sigh of relief, as if an eternal burden had been lifted.
He bowed silently again in the direction of reincarnation.
It was over, Qingxuan and Zhenyuanzi said goodbye to Empress Houtu, Houtu nodded slightly and watched them leave.
Leaving the netherworld and returning to the land of Primordial World, standing outside Longevity Mountain, the sky was bright and Qingfeng was blowing on my face.
Zhenyuanzi I just feel that my heart is clear and comfortable, and the depression of countless years has been swept away.
He turned to Qingxuan, and was about to solemnly thank him again, when he saw Qingxuan looking at him with a faint smile, and suddenly asked a shocking question:
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun's affairs have been arranged, and his return can be expected. So, fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi... how about you?"
Zhenyuanzi was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.
"What do you mean, fellow Daoist? I am a poor Daoist... I will naturally return to Wuzhuang Temple and wait for good news from my dear brother."
Qingxuan shook his head, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate eternity, looking at the origin of the avenue, and slowly asked word by word:
"I'm just asking, fellow Daoist, do you... miss Becoming a Sage?"
"..."
Boom!
As soon as these words came out, it was no less than a blast of Chaos Divine Thunder in Zhenyuanzi Sea of Consciousness!
His whole body froze in place, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face was full of extreme shock, confusion and disbelief. Even the vast mana around him that was as solid as the earth was momentarily chaotic, causing the surrounding space to shake slightly!
Becoming a Sage?!
These two simple words, Primordial World, are the ultimate dream that hundreds of millions of monks are pursuing but are out of reach!
It is the highest threshold that stands in front of countless Great Power. It seems that there is only a thin line between them, but in fact it is a huge chasm!
Since Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave three lectures to the Zixiao Palace, the holy throne was distributed, Nuwa Creates Humans achieved the honor of Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, Three Pure Ones, After Jieyin and Zhunti established the teachings Becoming a Sage and Qingxuan Attaining Dao through Strength, is there any chance of Becoming a Sage in this world?
Zhenyuanzi considers himself to have deep roots and has reached the peak of Quasi-Sage cultivation. He holds a defensive treasure such as Earth Book (Earth Fetal Membrane), and Ginseng Fruit Tree is Innate Spiritual Root. However, he knows that the gap between him and the Holy Realm of Hunyuan is like clouds and mud.
He had already given up those thoughts, and just wanted to be free and stay with his best friends forever.
But now, Qingxuan, the Immortal Lord who has already realized the Hunyuan Dao and has unpredictable magical powers, asked him so straightforwardly - Do you think Becoming a Sage?
Is this... is this possible?
Zhenyuanzi's breathing became a little rapid. He stared at Qingxuan, trying to see a joke or something else in his eyes, but all he saw was a deep calm and seriousness.
"Tao... fellow Daoist... what do these words... mean?"
Zhenyuanzi's voice was extremely dry, with a tremor that he didn't even notice.
The temptation of Becoming a Sage is irresistible to any aspiring monk. Even a glimmer of illusory hope is enough to drive people crazy.
Qingxuan looked at his shocked and gloomy look, and was not surprised. He just smiled faintly, looked up at the boundless sky, and said in a distant tone:
"There are saints in the way of heaven, but there are saints in the way of earth... why not?"