Hongjun Resolves Doubts

A disaster awaited in ten thousand years, who could have imagined the Heavenly Dao would appear at this moment.

Qing Xuanzi immediately ruled out the option of submitting. Being abandoned by the will of heaven and earth was simpler than just dying.

Actually, how to answer the Heavenly Dao's coercion was very simple, just answer 'no'.

The difficulty lay in surviving the Heavenly Dao's wrath after answering.

There was only one way to get through it safely: the awakening of the Human Dao.

Unfortunately, Qing Xuanzi couldn't achieve this within ten thousand years.

The essential item for the Human Dao's awakening, the Kongtong Seal, was still in the Heavenly Dao's hands.

The Heavenly Dao would certainly not let it appear within these ten thousand years.

After all, if it appeared, the Kongtong Seal would automatically choose Qing Xuanzi as its master.

He possessed one-tenth of the human race's destiny, who else could it choose if not him?

Therefore, within ten thousand years, the Kongtong Seal should not appear; the Heavenly Dao would absolutely not let it manifest.

Then there was only one path left: his own cultivation directly reaching the Hunyuan Daluo Taiji Golden Immortal (Heavenly Dao Realm).

This was probably just a pipe dream.

Even a sage at Hongjun's level couldn't reach this realm within ten thousand years.

Otherwise, Hongjun wouldn't have chosen the extremely perilous path of merging with the Dao; directly confronting the Heavenly Dao would have been much simpler.

Qing Xuanzi, who was deep in thought, was interrupted by a panting human who ran up to him.

"Qing... Qing Xuan... Qing Xuanzi."

"Don't rush, catch your breath first."

"Qing Xuanzi, Huang has collapsed," the person who came was Tian. He spoke after calming his breathing for a while.

"You come down slowly, I'll go take a look first."

Tian watched Qing Xuanzi's figure slowly fade away in mid-air and whispered enviously, "Becoming an immortal is truly good."

Qing Xuanzi accurately found the collapsed Huang.

He frowned. He had been bitten by a poisonous insect. He was very familiar with this type of poison, similar to snake venom in later generations.

Just as he was about to use his magic power to save him, a flash of inspiration struck Qing Xuanzi's mind, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He quickly struck the acupoints leading to the heart meridian, slowing down the poison's attack on the heart.

Then he looked up and around, searching for medicinal herbs.

A moment later, his eyes lit up and he said, "Xuan, Huang, you two come with me."

He then instructed them on how to pick the medicinal herbs and told them how to use them.

A few days later, Huang woke up and found Qing Xuanzi with Xuan and Huang.

"Qing Xuanzi, please teach me how to identify medicinal herbs and how to use them."

Qing Xuanzi smiled; his goal had been achieved.

Pangu had once said: The Human race is his protective charm; the more prosperous the Human race becomes, the more the Heavenly Dao will fear him.

Heh heh, causing trouble for the Heavenly Dao and laying the foundation for the Human Dao had gotten off to a good start.

He was an immortal and could not directly teach them cultivation methods.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to wait ten thousand years; he estimated that the Heavenly Dao was watching him very closely and would directly use this as an excuse to destroy him.

But he could guide them, guide them on how to cultivate the Dao. For example, the current situation was the result of his deliberate guidance.

In this way, even the Heavenly Dao could not interfere, otherwise, it would be a loss of virtue.

If the Heavenly Dao lost virtue, it would inevitably suffer a backlash from the will of heaven and earth. In minor cases, it would be severely injured; in severe cases, it would lose its sentience.

"This is a herbal chart I drew using my magic power. The properties and appearance of the relevant herbs are all recorded. The three of you can take it to study and use it to help your fellow tribesmen."

Qing Xuanzi took out a volume of charts he had prepared long ago and handed it to Huang.

Of course, since the Human race had not yet invented writing at this time, everything written in the charts was Heavenly Dao Script, a script that the innate Human race understood from birth.

It was precisely because it was Heavenly Dao Script, with every character containing the meaning of the Dao, that as long as they had a heart to become immortal, they would inevitably comprehend the Dao from it.

After all, the innate Human race had inherited Pangu's form and was favored by the will of heaven and earth. As long as they had the opportunity, comprehending the Dao and becoming immortal was a certainty.

Huang was overjoyed, thanked Qing Xuanzi, and ran off impatiently to study.

Qing Xuanzi looked up at the clear sky and smiled happily. As expected, the Heavenly Dao would not interfere with such actions.

In the next few years.

When someone was freezing, Qing Xuanzi provided charts for weaving.

When someone was food poisoned, Qing Xuanzi provided methods for making fire.

When the caves were not enough, Qing Xuanzi provided charts for building houses.

When hunting efficiency was low, Qing Xuanzi provided charts for smelting knives and swords.

When someone was sick, Qing Xuanzi provided charts of the human body's Qi flow and acupoints.

A hundred years passed, and the Human race was completely renewed compared to the moment they were born.

They learned how to survive from the series of charts Qing Xuanzi provided.

Even more so, some came into contact with a deeper level of the Dao.

Slowly, a small group of the three thousand innate Human race walked out their own unique path of cultivation.

Fortunately, as long as the three thousand innate Human race did not die unexpectedly, their lifespan was a full three thousand years.

If they could step onto the path of the Dao before their lifespan ran out.

The spark of the Human Dao would be successfully ignited.

Under Qing Xuanzi's careful care, none of the three thousand innate Human race perished.

Of course, the humans born later were not so lucky; accidental deaths happened almost every day.

However, due to the terrifying reproductive capacity of the human race, there were nearly 100,000 later-born humans after a hundred years.

It was no longer strange for a few people to die every day.

Only after everything began to get on the right track did Qing Xuanzi start considering matters ten thousand years in the future.

"Why hasn't the Heavenly Dao bestowed merit?" Qing Xuanzi muttered to himself in his cave dwelling.

Logically speaking, now that the human race had mastered many survival skills, the Heavenly Dao should have bestowed merit.

But a hundred years had passed, and not a trace of merit had been seen.

"Is it because of me? Does the Heavenly Dao think everything started because of me? But why?" Qing Xuanzi became increasingly confused by the Heavenly Dao's strange actions.

"Disciple, do you still not understand? It's precisely because you completely disrupted the major trend of human development, and you happen to be human, that the Heavenly Dao believes merits and demerits cancel each other out, and thus did not bestow merit."

"Master? Is that you?"

Qing Xuanzi didn't see anyone, only heard a voice. Although it sounded like Hongjun, he still needed to confirm.

This way, if someone else was impersonating him, the fault wouldn't lie with him.

Although this was impossible, after all, who would impersonate Hongjun for no reason? Were they tired of living?

But who made Qing Xuanzi a transmigrator from later generations? So he still asked.

"It is I. The Heavenly Dao has already fallen into slumber. Ten thousand years from now, what exactly are your plans?"

"Master, is there even a need to consider? I will not go against the original intention of Great God Pangu."

"Alas, as expected. Your willingness to take me as your master was probably also guided by Great God Pangu in advance."

"Yes, Master. Great God Pangu said that if a Heavenly Dao spokesperson wished to take a disciple in the future, I could agree."

"Then, did Great God Pangu foresee a situation like yours?"

Qing Xuanzi knew what Hongjun was asking. He was asking how to deal with the Heavenly Dao's coercion ten thousand years later.

"No, Master. Can you help this disciple?"

After a long silence without a response from Hongjun, just when Qing Xuanzi thought Hongjun had left, Hongjun's response came.

"Disciple, answer me truthfully. Are you confident you can reach the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal within ten thousand years?"

"Perhaps."

"No, you must answer this old Dao truthfully and with certainty. If there is any mistake, even I, this old Dao, will be implicated."

Qing Xuanzi understood. Hongjun's meaning was very clear. If he could reach Hunyuan Golden Immortal within ten thousand years.

Then he would have a way to survive the Heavenly Dao's coercion ten thousand years later.

If his answer was affirmative, and by then he had not reached the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, then even Hongjun would be finished along with him.

If his answer was negative, then the outcome would be unknown.

Therefore, Qing Xuanzi began to think carefully about whether it was possible for him to reach Hunyuan Golden Immortal within ten thousand years.

For a Golden Immortal to rush to the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal within ten thousand years seemed a bit demanding.

But he couldn't resist the cheat Pangu had given him.