She knows very well that if Witch Clan does not practice Primordial Spirit and does not realize Heavenly Dao, she will be naturally troubled by evil spirits.
The contact with Human Race made some Witch Clan learn to be patient, meticulous, and learn to live in peace with creatures countless times weaker than themselves.
Although this change is small, it is something that has never happened in the Witch Clan countless Kalpa years.
West, Human Ancestral Land.
The number of Human Race from Ancestral Land is not as large as that of the tribes that migrated out, but this is still the spiritual center of Human Race.
Most of the three hundred and sixty-five Innate Human Race stayed here, guarding the open space by the stream.
The land where Nuwa made clay figures with his own hands and Gourd Vine threw out countless Human Race.
I don't know which generation started, but Human Race of Ancestral Land erected several statues by the stream.
The first one to be erected was the statue of Nuwa.
It was shaped by Human Race using the leftover soil of Nine Heavens Breath Soil.
The soil already contains the aura of Nuwa. After it is kneaded into shape, although it is rough, it naturally emits a warm and peaceful light.
Nuwa in the statue is holding Gourd Vine, leaning slightly, as if throwing mud dots to the earth, giving life to countless people.
Every Human Race who passes by the statue will stop, bow and salute, and call out "Our Lady".
Behind the statue of Nuwa, four smaller statues of Human Race were erected.
Fuxi, Xuande, Jieyin, Zhunti.
These four people were personally entrusted by Our Lady Nuwa and are the patrons of Human Race.
Without them, Human Race might have been devoured by the cruelty of Primordial Wilderness at the time of its birth.
The four statues stand side by side, facing the back of Nuwa, like loyal guards.
In the hand of the Nuwa statue, there is the piece of Gourd Vine.
That day Nuwa used it to throw out more than 100,000 Human Race with the mud on it, and then left it by the stream.
Later Ancestral Land's Human Race enshrined it and received incense and worship together with the statue.
Gourd Vine has long since withered and turned yellow, but there is still a faint aura of Creation Power and Merit left on the vine, which is the aftertaste left when humans were created.
With the proliferation of Human Race, worshiping statues and Gourd Vine has gradually become the most important ritual of Human Race.
Every year on the day when humans are created, Human Race will gather at Ancestral Land, burn incense and pray in front of this statue, thanking the Virgin Nuwa for giving them life, and thanking the four protectors for protecting their growth.
Fuxi stood on Mount Sumeru, looking at the statue of Ancestral Land from a distance.
He saw his own statue, saw Xuande, Jieyin and Zhunti standing side by side, and saw the figure of Nuwa in the front, leaning slightly and holding Gourd Vine.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He didn't stop him, he knew that this was Human Race's way of expressing gratitude.
They are too weak and have nothing to repay their patrons. They can only make statues out of clay and use the simplest incense to express their respect.
Although this intention is simple, it is extremely sincere.
Xuande also noticed the changes in Ancestral Land.
Like Fuxi, he was noncommittal about these statues, but he didn't stop them either.
What he is more concerned about is the Gourd Vine.
The once withered Innate Gourd Vine is undergoing some kind of change.
It's not obvious at first.
But the withered yellow color of the vine gradually faded away, and a very light golden light appeared.
That golden light is different from the golden light of Heavenly Dao Merit. It is warmer and more restrained, like spring water gushing from the depths of the earth, unobtrusive but endless.
The Creation Power and Merit energy that once remained in Vine seemed to have found some kind of support and began to slowly condense.
Xuande was passing by Ancestral Land when he first noticed this change.
He stopped and used his spiritual consciousness to carefully sense the breath of Gourd Vine.
After a moment, he withdrew his consciousness, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.
That is Human Dao Fortune, Human Race when worshiping Gourd Vine, those Human Path incense Vow Power condensed into Fortune, which is being absorbed by Gourd Vine.
Gourd Vine has the most direct connection with Nuwa Creates Humans. The more than 100,000 Human Race that were thrown out by it still have its aura to some extent in their bodies.
Nowadays, Human Race is spread all over Primordial Wilderness, and Origin Essence of Human Path is becoming more and more abundant. As one of the human-made artifacts, Gourd Vine naturally has some connection with Human Dao Fortune.
This Human Dao Fortune was poured back, and Gourd Vine showed signs of rejuvenation.
Time goes by, and I don't know how many years.
After Human Race spread all over Primordial Wilderness, Human Dao Fortune became stronger and stronger day by day.
Although those tribes that migrated away were far away from Ancestral Land, they would still burn incense and pray in the direction of West every year on the day of creation of man.
Some Human Race traveled long distances to return to Ancestral Land for pilgrimage, and some Human Race built simple altars in their respective tribes.
Hundreds of millions of Human Race's prayers and billions of wisps of incense converged into an invisible river, flowing towards West's Ancestral Land.
And that section Gourd Vine is the center of this big river.
The golden light is getting brighter and brighter.
The withered yellow vine bark began to peel off, revealing the green-gold new skin underneath.
On the vine body, mysterious lines began to emerge. Those lines were not carved later, but were naturally generated from within the vine body, integrating with the traces left by Creation Power when the human was created.
Every Dao Mark road contains Human Path's Fortune, and every inch of the vine carries Human Race's prayers.
In front of the group of statues by the stream, Human Race often kneels down and worships.
What they kneel on is not the cold soil, but the real protectors behind the statue.
This belief is condensed on Gourd Vine, day after day, year after year.
Human Race does not have powerful power or supernatural powers, but they have the simplest and most sincere heart of gratitude.
And this heart is the most fundamental power of Human Path.
Finally, one ordinary morning, Gourd Vine completely transformed.
Golden light shot out from the vine, covering the entire Ancestral Land in a warm glow.
The light is not dazzling, just like the rising sun, warm and soft.
In the sky, the ceiling slowly fell, and Golden Lotuses Springing from Earth bloomed quietly.
It's not Heavenly Dao induction, but Human Path resonance.
When Human Path Supreme Treasures is born, it does not need the approval of Heavenly Dao, because it belongs to Human Race and Human Path.
When the light dissipated, the withered vine had completely changed its appearance.
Its entire body is green gold in color, its body is as warm as jade, and the lines on it flow slowly like a living thing.
The vine is only three feet long, but it exudes an indescribable aura.
That is the solemnity of Human Path, the warmth of incense, and the condensed prayers of hundreds of millions of creatures.
Human Path Supreme Treasures, Human Creation Whip.
It is no longer the withered Gourd Vine, but a treasure that carries Human Race Fortune and protects the blood of Human Race.
Its power does not lie in killing or defense, but in resonance. It is connected with the blood of every Human Race and is connected with Human Path's Origin Essence.
When the message was sent to Mount Sumeru, Xuande was enjoying tea with Jieyin and Zhunti under Bodhi Tree.
The three of them sensed the strange phenomenon at the foot of the mountain, stood up at the same time, and looked in the direction of Ancestral Land.
They were all familiar with the aura contained in that golden pillar of light rising into the sky.
That is the Daoist rhyme of Human Path, which is gentle and deep.
Zhunti put down the tea cup and said with a smile, "That Gourd Vine has actually come this far."
Jieyin put his hands together and said slowly, "It carries the power of creation and has been nourished by Human Dao Fortune for many years. This transformation will take place naturally."
Xuande didn't speak immediately. He looked at the golden light beam, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he walked towards the foot of the mountain. "Let's go and have a look."
When the three of them arrived at Ancestral Land, Fuxi was already there.
He stood in front of the statue, looking at the Human Creation Whip suspended in mid-air, with both relief and emotion in his eyes.
Human Races knelt on the ground, their eyes full of awe and excitement.
They witnessed the birth of Human Path Supreme Treasures with their own eyes, which will be a miracle passed down from generation to generation.
"Brother Fuxi." Xuande walked to his side.
Fuxi didn't look back, still looking at Human Creation Whip, his voice was very soft. "Pindao still remembers that day.
My sister dipped this dead vine into the mud, threw out the last batch of Human Race, and left it here.
I never imagined that it would still exist today."
Xuande nodded. "It has the same blood as Human Race and resonates with Human Path Origin Essence. Human Race Indestructible, its power will never be exhausted."
While the two were talking, Human Creation Whip suddenly trembled slightly and floated in the direction of Fuxi.
Fuxi was startled and stretched out his hand to catch it.
The moment Teng Shen took hold of it, Fuxi clearly felt the Human Path power contained in it.
That is the prayer of hundreds of millions of living beings, and the incense and belief accumulated by the human race since countless Yuanhui.
This power created an indescribable resonance with his own Tao.
He is the brother of Nuwa, the protector of Human Race, and the guide of Human Race.
Human Race regards him as his teacher and his patron saint.
This double connection between blood and Human Path made Human Creation Whip naturally feel close to him.
"It recognizes you." Xuande looked at Human Creation Whip in Fuxi's hand and said calmly.
Fuxi looked down at the green-gold vine body, was silent for a moment, and then looked up at Xuande:
"Xuande Brother Daoist, this thing is valuable. If I am a poor Daoist, I may be in charge of it."
Xuande shook his head. He knew what Fuxi was hesitating about.
He is the brother of Nuwa, the protector of Human Race, and has a natural relationship with Human Creation Whip.
And the three West are also very kind to Human Race, so they should also participate in the management.
But Xuande doesn't think this is a problem. The person who can bring out the maximum effect of this treasure is the most suitable person to take charge of it.
"Brother Fuxi, Human Creation Whip recognizes you because you have the deepest bond with Human Race."
Xuande's voice was calm and sincere, "You are the brother of Nuwa and the uncle of Human Race."
The resonance between you and Human Creation Whip is not accidental. Only when this thing is in your hands can it exert its greatest effect."
Jieyin also nodded. "Brother Dao, there is no need to refuse. Human Path Supreme Treasures is the person to whom Angelica Human Path has the deepest ties."
Zhunti smiled and said, "Brother Fuxi, just accept it. If you don't accept it, this thing will just sit in Ancestral Land and gather dust."
Fuxi looked at the sincere eyes of the three people and finally stopped refusing.
He solemnly put Human Creation Whip into his sleeve, and then bowed to Xuande:
"Thank you three Daoist brothers. I will take charge of this thing for the time being. If there are any changes in the future, I will discuss it with the three Daoist brothers."