Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.
Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun stood under Ginseng Fruit Tree, looking at West's Merit light beam that had not completely dissipated. They were silent for a long time.
"Brother Nuwa has preached the truth."
Zhenyuanzi spoke first, his voice still calm, but with a trace of uncontrollable fluctuations.
"She is the first one. Next, I'm afraid it will be Three Pure Ones, Jieyin Daoist brother and Zhunti Daoist brother. Hong Yun Daoist brother..."
He turned around and looked at the Daoist in red beside him, his eyes becoming serious:
"You should hurry up. With Primordial Violet Qi in hand, you are no worse than others in terms of heels, cultivation, and Merit.
Nuwa, Daoist brother, has proven the truth, and your opportunity has come."
Hong Yun did not respond as carelessly as usual.
He just looked at West quietly, looking at the golden beam of light, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Zhenyuanzi, brother Daoist, say," he suddenly spoke, his voice surprisingly calm, "Nuwa, what was in her mind when brother Daoist preached the truth?"
Zhenyuanzi was startled.
"Is it excitement?" Hong Yun continued, "Is it relief? Or does it feel like you have finally reached the end?
I don't think so.
The moment she preached, she was probably thinking only of the more than 100,000 Human Race children she had created with her own hands.
Her way is creation, creation, and life-giving.
She practiced her way, so Great Dao recognized her. Enlightenment is not the end, but the continuation of her way."
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhenyuanzi, his eyes clear. "The Tao of poor Daoists is clouds, Four Symbols, and freedom.
Over the years, Pindao has traveled around Primordial Wilderness, made friends, helped people in need, and planted Ginseng Fruit Tree and cultivated Spiritual Root with you, Brother Tao.
Pindao never feels that cultivation is a hard task, nor does he feel that enlightenment is an urgent matter.
Great Dao Three thousand, each has his own rhythm. Nuwa Daoist brother has his own rhythm, and poor Daoists also have their own rhythm. You can't force it, you can't rush it."
Zhenyuanzi looked at him and said nothing for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and patted Hong Yun on the shoulder.
"You," his tone was both helpless and doting, "The whole Primordial Wilderness is staring at you because of your Primordial Violet Qi. It's good for you, you still look so heartless."
Hong Yun chuckled and returned to his careless look, "What are you afraid of? Daoist brother Xuande is here, Daoist brother Nuwa is here, Daoist brother you are here, who dares to touch the poor Daoist?"
Besides, Pindao is not a vegetarian either.
If anyone dares to snatch Pindao's Primordial Violet Qi, Pindao's cultivation level is not fake.
Zhenyuanzi shook his head and laughed, saying no more.
But he secretly made a decision in his heart, no matter what, he would protect this old friend.
Even if Primordial Wilderness is in chaos, even if Sage appears in large numbers, he will not let anyone touch a hair of Hong Yun.
Mount Sumeru, Bodhi Tree.
Randeng sat cross-legged on the futon, facing the open space of Nuwa Creates Humans, facing the Great Dao Merit light pillar that had not completely dissipated, and facing the more than 100,000 newly born Human Race, silent for a long time.
He witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.
Nuwa saw every step of his enlightenment.
He has lived for so many years that even he can hardly remember.
He is an existence that Zixiao Palace has heard of, and he is a person of the same generation as Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti.
But his cultivation level is still lingering at Early Quasi-Sage. He doesn't have many Numinous Treasure, and the quality is not high.
He had obtained a few pieces from Treasure Distribution Cliff, but compared with those treasures in the hands of truly powerful people, they were nothing worth mentioning.
He always thought that it was because he was not qualified enough, because the opportunity had not arrived, and because Heavenly Dao was unfair.
But today, when he witnessed Nuwa's sermon, he truly understood.
It's not a question of qualifications, it's not a question of chance, it's a question of Tao.
The Tao of Nuwa is creation, creation and practice.
Every step she takes is on her own path. Creating Human Race is not something she does deliberately to prove the path, but is the natural result of her practicing Creation Dao.
She preached the Tao not because Heavenly Dao favored her, but because she truly became one with the Tao.
And what about his Tao? What Tao did he cultivate? What did he practice? He couldn't even answer it himself.
Randeng stood up slowly and walked in the direction of Xuande.
"Xuande Brother Tao." He bowed his hands and saluted, his voice more solemn than ever before, "I want to stay in seclusion for a while."
Xuande looked at him, nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "Brother Dao, go on your own. Cave Abode on Mount Sumeru, Brother Dao is available at any time."
Randeng thanked him again, turned around and walked towards the depths of Mount Sumeru.
His steps were firmer than ever, and his back was straighter than ever.
Because he finally understood: Enlightenment is not about waiting, not about fighting, not about calculation, but about doing.
West Kunlun, Yaochi.
West Queen Mother is sitting among Yaochi, surrounded by Spirit Flower exotic grasses and Spiritual Energy, just like a fairyland.
When she sensed the Great Dao Merit beam of light from West and the movement of Nuwa's enlightenment, she just opened her eyes slightly, her eyes as calm as an ancient well, without any fluctuation.
"Nuwa is convinced."
She said to herself, her voice cold and plain, "Creation Dao's extreme is indeed extraordinary. However, it has nothing to do with poverty.
What a poor Daoist cultivates is Serenity Dao, which means neither fighting nor grabbing, neither rushing nor slowing down.
Whether you are enlightened or not, it is all a matter of personal fate. She has her own way, and poor people have their own paths."
She closed her eyes again and continued to meditate.
Yaochi's water is still clear, Spirit Flower is still fragrant, nothing has changed, as if the birth of Sage that shocked the entire Primordial Wilderness has nothing to do with her.
Pangu Hall, Witch Tribe.
Houtu stood outside the Pangu Hall, looking at West's Merit beam of light. There was no shock or envy in his eyes, only pure and heartfelt joy.
She is the only one among Twelve Ancestral Witches who owns Primordial Spirit, and the only one who can truly understand what "enlightenment" means.
She knew how much Nuwa had paid for this moment.
From creating spiritual grass, to enlightening spiritual beasts; from helping her birth Primordial Spirit, to creating a new race.
This is a road no one has traveled, but Nuwa has walked down it step by step.
Now that she has become a saint and has been recognized by Great Dao, Houtu only feels sincere joy in her heart.
"Brother Nuwa, congratulations."
Houtu whispered, his voice gentle and sincere, like the echo deep in the earth.
"You finally found your way.
You created Human Race, and they will definitely thrive in this world and create their own civilization.
I am happy for you and happy for them."
Dijiang walked to her side and followed her gaze to West.
He is the leader of Twelve Ancestral Witches. He does not cultivate Primordial Spirit or realize Heavenly Dao, but he can clearly sense the vast power contained in the Merit light beam.
"That's Sage?"
Dijiang's voice is deep and rough, "It's really strong. We Witch Clan don't have Primordial Spirit. If we don't cultivate Heavenly Dao, we can't become Sage."
But we have the essence and blood of Father God Pangu, and the strongest Physical Body in the world. No matter how strong Sage is, we can never bully Witch Clan."
Houtu turned around, looked at Dijiang, and smiled slightly:
"Brother is right. Witch Clan has the way of the Witch Clan, brother Nuwa has the way of brother Nuwa.
We don't need to envy others, nor do we need to belittle ourselves.
But brother, Demon Clan is powerful, Sage has been born, Witch Clan also needs to become stronger.
Although we cannot become Sage, we can make Twelve Dutian Divine Fiends Formation more perfect and make our warriors stronger."
Dijiang looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then nodded. "You are right.
Witch Clan cannot stand still. I will call other Ancestral Witch to discuss the next plan."
Houtu nodded, watched Dijiang leave, and then looked at West again, his eyes full of expectations and blessings.
On top of Mount Sumeru, Xuande stood under Bodhi Tree, looking at the more than 100,000 newly born Human Race, thinking about how to place them.
Jieyin and Zhunti stood beside him.
The three people's eyes fell on the bustling sea of people, looking at the confused and expectant eyes, looking at the brand new creatures who were born Innate Dao Body.
Xuande withdrew his gaze and said to Jieyin and Zhunti: "Two Daoist brothers, Human Race is a newborn and has no ability to protect himself.
Pindao promised Brother Nuwa to take care of Human Race for her. I thought it would be better to set aside an area at the foot of Mount Sumeru as a place for Human Race to live.
First teach them basic survival skills, and then select qualified ones to be hired under West."
Zhunti nodded and said, "That's right. Brother Nuwa has proven that Human Race Fortune has been connected with Great Dao. Protecting Human Race is not only Merit, but also a good karma."
Jieyin put his hands together and said slowly, "Although this Human Race from Pindao Temple is born Innate Dao Body, Physical Body is weak and has a short lifespan. Without protection, it is really difficult to gain a foothold in this Primordial Wilderness."
West is vast enough to accommodate them."
Xuande said, "Then it's settled.
Let them settle down at the foot of the mountain first, and I will let Wuzhen and them take turns going down the mountain to teach Human Race the basics of survival."
He paused and looked at the three hundred and sixty-five Innate Human Race standing in front of Human Race.
Their eyes are clearer than Acquired Human Race, their bodies are more upright, and there is a faint Daoist charm flowing around their bodies that is consistent with Great Dao.
These people are naturally close to Great Dao, and they will get twice the result with half the effort when practicing.
"Those three hundred and sixty-five Innate Human Race have the best qualifications." Xuande said, "Given time, there may be a few powerful ones among them."
Jieyin and Zhunti nod in agreement.
The three of them discussed it some more and then went to make arrangements separately.
Xuande summoned Wuzhen and asked him to take several juniors down the mountain.
First build a simple residence for Human Race, and then teach them basic survival skills such as making fire, fetching water, and identifying spiritual herbs.
Wuzhen took the order and went down the mountain with Yuan Hong, Wuzhiqi, Kong Xuan and others.