Chapter 20: The Styx creates Shura, and the obsession with heaven and dawn

However, I said that since Nuwa preached, I went down thirty-three days and returned to Kunlun Mountain. The two of them had no gains during this trip. Apart from listening to Nuwa preached, they had gained nothing else. The two were also unclear about the way Nuwa became saints, so they only knew that Nuwa had created a new race in the prehistoric world, and had feelings for the way of heaven and brought great merits. Nuwa got the help of merit to become saints, but they didn't know anything about this. The two of them could not do it now. Nuwa is the lord of saints. If she didn't say it, I didn't dare to ask, what else could I do?

After returning to Kunlun Mountain, the two were stimulated by this and did not dare to neglect them. They immediately went to seclusion to comprehend the Hongmeng purple aura given by the Taoist ancestor. Now one of them has become a saint. If they are taken first by others, Yuan is nothing. At most he complains by himself. But I can't do it anymore. I am surpassed by my junior brothers and sisters one by one, so I can't keep the face of this elder brother. So both of them went to seclusion and practice hard.

The great gods of the prehistoric world were also stimulated by the saint of Nuwa and began to go to seclusion and practice hard, which made the land of the prehistoric world quieter, but the real people with a heart know that things are not that simple. The Daozu became a saint was appointed by the Taoist ancestor, and only the Hongmeng purple qi was given to be sainted, while the Hongmeng purple qi had only eight paths, all of which had the masters. In this way, there was only one chance left for everyone, but there were so many great gods of the prehistoric world. How could so many people share this opportunity to become a saint? The great gods were all secretly plotting, and the calmness of the prehistoric world was also undercurrents.

Among the many great gods, there is a Taoist man from the Styx River, who is a great power born from the prehistoric sea of ​​blood. This Netherworld Blood Sea is also of great origin. On that day, Pangu died, his body became wind and clouds, his voice was thunder, his sweat was rain and dew, his left eye was sun, his right eye was moon, his hair became stars, his blood was river, his teeth were metal and stone, his essence was pearls and jade, but his belly turned into a sea of ​​blood. The blood sea was radiant and there were hundreds of millions of miles, and the blood waves were rolling inside. Fish

Shrimps do not prosper, birds and insects do not arrive, and the evil spirits of heaven and earth are all gathered here, and the people in the prehistoric world call this place the Netherworld Blood Sea. The blood sea flows day and night, absorbing the most turbid and vicious things between heaven and earth. Whether people, immortals, ghosts, witches, or monsters fall into it, they will be defiled by their souls and body, and they will be extremely vicious. The most important thing is that this blood sea has the effect of absorbing the wronged souls and ghosts on the prehistoric continent, so the blood sea is a hell on earth.

After Nuwa became a saint, the Taoist Taoist of Styx was fortunate to hear the way of creation that Nuwa talked about and understood. After returning to the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Taoist Taoist Taoist used the water at the bottom of the Netherworld Blood Sea as the shape and injected the souls of living souls, but wanted to imitate Nuwa to create a new species that had never appeared in the prehistoric world. The soul was soaked by the water of the Sea of ​​Blood and immediately became alive. The Taoist Taoist was happy and began to constantly rush the sea of ​​blood.

The soul was injected into the sea of ​​blood, and many creatures were created in a moment. The Taoist Taoist of the Styx called this new species as the Asuras. The Asura men had a hideous face, tall and fierce appearance, but the women were gorgeous and charming and lewd, but the Asuras could not breed like the tribes of the prehistoric world. However, there were people fighting every day in the prehistoric world, and countless souls died. With so many souls supplemented, the Taoist Taoist of the Styx didn't care.

The Styx created Asuras, and the Heavenly Way immediately felt the result of the merits and was absorbed by the Styx, which increased his cultivation. But even if he became a saint, he did not succeed in even killing a corpse. The Styx was so popular that he cursed to the sky: "The way of heaven is unfair." After calming down, he began to think again, and finally felt ruthless: "Since the merits are limited once, I will create a few more times." So he began to create new species and created five new species again. The Heavenly Way every time reduced certain merits. After creating all six species, the Styx also used the help of merit to cut off evil corpses and achieved the quasi-saint realm. Seeing this, the Styx also lost the desire to continue to create. If you continue to create this, you don't know when you will wait for a saint.

The immortals of the prehistoric world also knew what the people of the Styx did. After they created six species, the merits they gained were enough to kill the corpse. Seeing the fate of the Styx, the immortals of the prehistoric world lost their interest in creating saints and began to think of other ways to become saints.

Time passed quickly, and three hundred years have passed.

At this time, Tongtian Houtu also completed the period set by the day and protected the human race for 500 years. On this day, Tongtian called the Shuiren clan, Youchao clan and the Ziyi clan and said to them: "At that time, the uncle Houtu of the master, helped Nuwa and Niangniang create humans. The human race was born, and I also helped me and got a lot of benefits. Therefore, I set a period of 500 years to protect the human race. Today, the period of 500 years has arrived, but the uncle of the master, He'er clan is leaving. In the future, the matter of the human race will depend on you to wait for yourself."

When the three of Suiren clan heard this, they were shocked. They always believed that the human race was created by Nuwa, so they respected it as the Holy Mother. Unexpectedly, the human race was born not only for the achievements of Nuwa, but also for the achievements of their teachers and uncles. Such a secret is unknown, and the three of them were a little surprised.

The three of them were still a little reluctant to leave Tongtian and Houtu, but they also knew that the teacher and uncle were great gods in the prehistoric world and must have a lot to do, so they had to agree. After that, Tongtian gave them the "Chaos Art" and let the three of them leave.

Looking at the three members of the Suiren clan who were leaving, Tongtian was also reluctant to leave. However, now he had important things to do, but this matter was related to his enlightenment. During the past five hundred years of the human race, he finally realized his obsession.

Tongtian came from time to time before chaos opened. He practiced for countless years, but still knew nothing about his obsession. Until the birth of the human race, after five hundred years of getting along, Tongtian finally understood that his obsession was human. Since the passage of time, Tongtian has always regarded himself as a human being. He has no sense of belonging to Pangu's soul, unlike Lao Tzu and Yuanzu who were proud of Pangu's soul, so he seemed superior to everyone. Tongtian didn't care about this because he always regarded himself as a human being, not Pangu's soul. After the birth of the human race, Tongtian's nostalgia deep in his heart was completely drawn out. He finally realized that he was no longer a human being, nor could he be a human being. This made him feel all over his heart, and he finally knew that his obsession was "being a human being".

After sighing leisurely, Tongtian turned around and looked beside him. Houtu was standing behind him at some point. Looking at Houtu, the only relative in two lives, Tongtian was a little dazed, and his eyes showed that Houtu was worried about him. Tongtian's mood was no longer described at this moment. Suddenly, Tongtian's eyes were fixed, and he threw out all the distracting thoughts in his heart. Then he smiled at Houtu and said, "Sister, the five hundred years have arrived. It's time for us to go back to Penglai Island to practice, so that we can become a saint as soon as possible."

"Brother, are you okay? I just felt like I was hesitating about something in my heart. Can I tell my younger sister?" Houtu heard Tongtian's words and knew that he was distracting from the topic. He was worried and couldn't help asking.

"Haha, sister, don't worry, brother this time is a great opportunity! Now, brother already knows his obsession. If you go back to practice this time, you should be able to kill the three corpses." Tongtian replied with a smile.

"Ah? Really? Brother, do you really want to... behead the three corpses?" Houtu asked in surprise, and his speech was a little stuttering. No wonder Houtu had such an expression. Since Pangu created the world, only two saints have appeared in the prehistoric world. One is the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, who was killed three corpses and became saints, and the other is the Nuwa who just became saints not long ago. Nuwa became saints with great merits, but it is much worse than the three corpses becoming saints. Daozu once said that there are three ways to become saints, and the strongest way to prove the Tao with strength. Kill three corpses, and the last great merits.

For the immortals of the prehistoric world, even Pangu did not succeed in pursuing the Tao, so how dare they choose it? It is not easy to achieve great merits, so let everyone find great merits. Therefore, the immortals of the prehistoric world chose the same method of corpses and saints as Taoist ancestors, but it is already a huge difficulty to kill a corpse. Haven’t you seen the Taoist people in the Styx make such a big noise in the sea of ​​blood before they can cut off a corpse? In this way, you can imagine the difficulty of killing the second corpse. However, among the great gods of the prehistoric world, there are also people with the highest understanding.

Like me, I'm already a person who cut off the two corpses, and the original primitive Jie Yin is about to cut off the second corpse. But except for the Tao Ancestor, I have never heard of anyone who can cut off the three corpses. Now Tongtian actually said that he wanted to cut off the third corpse, which is simply incredible. Houtu even doubted whether Tongtian had thought too much just now, so he became obsessed with it. Looking at Tongtian's clear and firm eyes, Houtu knew that this was true. Besides, Tongtian had never deceived her. He hurriedly sorted out his mood and congratulated Tongtian:

"My little sister congratulates brother for killing the three corpses, and becoming a saint is in sight."

"Haha, sister, don't be polite. Now I have just clarified my obsession. It will take some time to kill the three corpses!" Tongtian said with a smile.

"Even so, my brother is very amazing. In the prehistoric world, I'm afraid that only my brother will understand his obsession. But my younger sister's obsession is still unknown and I don't know when I will realize it." Houtu said with some envy. Tongtian smiled slightly. This time, it was not just the obsession that he realized, but he also had some other insights, and he also had some understanding of other people's obsessions.

Tongtian was a little confused about this. Could it be that everyone who understands himself can know the obsession of others? Didn’t Daozu know the obsession of everyone long ago? But why didn’t he tell them? Is Daozu afraid that everyone would kill the three corpses and that their cultivation would surpass him? This is impossible. Daozu fits into the heavenly way, which represents the heavenly way. Even the real saint of the three corpses can only bow his head in front of the heavenly way. What’s the reason? Questions emerged from Tongtian’s mind, and he had a headache thinking about it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Tongtian forgot that he was a time traveler…

Looking back at Houtu's envious eyes, Tongtian said to her: "Sister, don't be envious. My brother still has some understanding this time. After returning to Penglai Island, he told his sister that although he could not help his sister kill the three corpses directly, it is still OK to let her sister clarify her obsession." Houtu was overjoyed and bowed to Tongtian, saying:

"So, my sister thanks my brother first."

"Hahahaha, why do you and my brother and sister do this? Get up quickly. I'd better go back to Penglai Island soon." Tongtian laughed. Houtu stood up, and the two looked at each other and then set up auspicious clouds and headed towards Penglai Island.
Chapter completed!