With each realm they reached, the Human Race's lifespan increased accordingly. This gave them more time to break through into new realms.
As long as they reached the realm of Refining Emptiness into Dao, their mortal flesh would be forged into an Immortal Body. Only then could they truly set foot upon the path of cultivation.
In the original course of the Primordial World, Laozi had also passed down the Golden Core Dao. But he had merely passed it down and had not personally taught the Human Race how to cultivate.
To put it bluntly, he gave them the cultivation method. As for how to explore it and how to cultivate, that was up to them.
This was like the difference between self-study and having a famous master answer one's doubts. The gap between the two was naturally easy to imagine.
Now, because of Lu Xuan, Laozi had come to see the importance of the Human Race. Moreover, without the subtle influence of Primordial Purple Qi, Laozi's nonaction was no longer heartlessness.
While Laozi was preaching among the Human Race, Lu Xuan and Houtu continued to roam the Primordial Land.
Just as before, whenever they came across an Innate Spiritual Root, they collected it, intending to transplant it onto Lu Xuan's Abbot Island in the future.
Naturally, they did not pass up any heavenly treasures either. They gathered them all and discussed what kind of spiritual treasure they would forge in the future.
During the day, Houtu and Lu Xuan were filled with laughter. But once night fell, Houtu would quietly shed tears.
Lu Xuan knew that it was the mournful wails of wandering souls drifting through the Primordial World at night that saddened Houtu's compassionate heart.
Although Lu Xuan knew that this could only be resolved by giving those