SWDnovel Chapter 56 The Difficulty of Passing Down the Golden Elixir
Chapter 56 The Difficulty of Passing Down the Golden Elixir
Chapter 56 The Difficulty of Passing Down the Golden Elixir
Since Nuwa became a saint, the human race has thrived and multiplied on the shores of the East Sea under the protection of the holy master Kunpeng.
The Northern Darkness Immortal Technique passed down by Kunpeng, though domineering and sinister, is extremely suitable for survival in this primordial world where the strong prey on the weak.
The three ancestors of the human race taught and enlightened them day and night, making the human race, despite their weak physique, brave and vigorous.
And so, tens of thousands of years passed in a flash.
Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.
Taiqing Laozi sat cross-legged on the Wind and Fire Futon, his eyes slightly closed, his spirit wandering in the vast void.
Since obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi and the Taiji Diagram, he has been in seclusion, diligently cultivating in an attempt to comprehend the opportunity to become a saint.
However, that thin layer of paper was like an insurmountable mountain, firmly blocking his way.
"Nuwa created humans and became a saint, so why are we, the Three Pure Ones, as the true descendants of Pangu, unable to take that step for so long?"
Lao Tzu felt a growing sense of unease.
On this day, on a whim, he did some calculations and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
"Opportunity lies with humanity!"
A sudden inspiration struck Lao Tzu, and he no longer hesitated.
He rode his horned ox without any attendants, leisurely leaving Kunlun Mountain and heading east.
Several months later, he arrived at the shore of the East Sea, at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, the settlement of the human race.
"Humans are born with the innate Dao body, and are most in harmony with the Great Dao."
Looking down at the busy figures below, Lao Tzu nodded inwardly, "If I were to pass on the Golden Elixir Dao here, enlighten humanity, and establish a human religion, I would surely be able to generate the merit of creation and attain sainthood!"
He was full of confidence, as if he could already see the dawn of his sainthood.
So Lao Tzu transformed into a wandering Taoist priest, holding a whisk, and entered a large human tribe.
He had assumed that these humans, being so young, would be ignorant and would readily bow down to him, a highly accomplished master, and beg for immortal teachings.
However, the embarrassing reality gave this future saint a resounding slap in the face.
"Hey! You old Taoist priest! Who are you?"
A burly human man, shirtless and muscular, wielding a massive bone club, blocked my path.
Although this burly man only had the cultivation level of a Celestial Immortal, his vigorous blood and energy made him seem like a ferocious humanoid beast, and his every move was accompanied by the chilling aura of the Northern Darkness.
"I, Taiqing, have come here to impart to you the methods of longevity." Laozi stroked his beard and smiled, displaying the demeanor of a master.
"The secret to immortality?"
The burly man scoffed disdainfully, "We have the Northern Darkness Devouring Heaven Technique passed down by our Holy Master. As long as we're well-fed, we can become stronger, tearing tigers and leopards apart with our bare hands! What need do we have for your so-called immortality method?"
Several other humans with equally imposing auras gathered around, looking at Laozi with wary expressions.
Lao Tzu's smile froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Northern Darkness Devouring Heaven Technique?
What the hell is this thing?
Undeterred, he visited several more tribes.
Without exception!
These humans, from eighty-year-old women to three-year-old children, were all either inhaling and exhaling cold air or cultivating their qi and blood.
The faith in the Holy Master Kunpeng is deeply rooted and ingrained in the bones here!
Even in the center of each tribe, there is a statue of the Kunpeng, which is very popular.
Lao Tzu wanted to pass down the Golden Elixir Dao, but he found that no one was willing to learn it!
"this----"
Lao Tzu stood atop Shouyang Mountain, looking down at the humans who ignored him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Without human cultivators refining the Golden Core, he would be unable to gather the fortune of the Human Sect.
Without someone to teach him about destiny, he cannot activate the primordial merit within his body.
If merit cannot be activated, then the Primordial Purple Qi will not react.
Achieving sainthood? A distant dream!
"Kunpeng! It's you again!"
Lao Tzu took a deep breath. Even though he cultivated the highest level of detachment from emotions, he was still so angry that his beard trembled.
This Kunpeng is simply his nemesis!
Not only did they steal his prayer mat, they're now blocking his chance to become a saint!
"No! If we don't break this deadlock today, my path to enlightenment will be jeopardized!"
A flash of anger crossed Lao Tzu's eyes.
"boom-!!!"
A terrifying pressure belonging to the late Quasi-Saint stage erupted from Shouyang Mountain without reservation, instantly sweeping across the entire East China Sea coast.
The world changed color, and the wind and clouds swirled.
The billions of humans trembled under the pressure and knelt on the ground.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng! Please show yourself!"
With a wave of his sleeve, Lao Tzu conjured up the Taiji Diagram, a supreme innate treasure.
The golden bridge spans the void, fixing the earth, water, fire, and wind, radiating supreme power to suppress all heavens, and directly sealing off the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of millions of miles.
"Hmph, are you asking for an audience or provoking me?"
Just a moment.
A cold and domineering voice echoed from the direction of Beihai.
Immediately afterwards, the void shattered.
Kunpeng stood on three lotus platforms—red, white, and black—with the phantoms of the thirty-six heavens appearing and disappearing around him. With each step he took, it seemed as if he were stepping on a node of the Great Dao, carrying a primordial aura that made heaven and earth tremble as he descended upon Shouyang Mountain!
The two faced off across the distance, their auras clashing.
Although Lao Tzu possessed the Tai Chi diagram and had a very high level of understanding.
However, Kunpeng possessed the power of all realms and was protected by three lotuses, so its aura was not inferior at all, and even had a hint of domineering power that could rival it!
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."
Laozi withdrew his aggressive demeanor, his expression returning to calm, but his tone carried an undeniable question: "As the teacher of the demon race, the founder of the demon sect, and the ruler of all demons, your fortune is already sufficient."
"Why cling to this human race so stubbornly?"
"I wish to establish a human religion here, to spread the Great Dao of Golden Elixir, and to educate the human race. This is in accordance with the will of Heaven, and it is also the opportunity for me to become a saint."
"Fellow Daoist, by obstructing my path and cutting off my cultivation, aren't you afraid of creating a karmic entanglement that will last until death?"
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng scoffed, his eyes filled with mockery: "Follow the will of Heaven? What a fine way to say it is!"
"Don't forget, Lao Tzu."
"This human race was created by Nuwa, and I provided the materials for its creation."
"I am the one who has become the Holy Teacher of the human race, and I am the one who has educated the human race!"
"You've come here and done nothing, yet you immediately demand the establishment of a human sect and expect humans to adopt your Golden Core cultivation path?"
"On what grounds?"
"Just because you're a descendant of Pangu?"
Kunpeng took a step forward, his tone aggressive: "I am the Holy Teacher of the human race, and the human race is my personal possession! You want to use the human race to achieve sainthood? Did you ask me, the Holy Teacher, for permission?!"
"you!"
Lao Tzu was rendered speechless by the rebuttal, and his face turned red.
Although he was in the wrong, the opportunity to become a saint was right in front of him, so how could he back down?
"Since you insist on not allowing it, then let's have a fight!"
Lao Tzu stopped talking nonsense and swung his carrying pole, causing the Tai Chi diagram to transform into a golden bridge that pressed down.
"Just what I wanted!"
Kunpeng laughed loudly, his fighting spirit soaring to the sky.
"I'm also eager to experience firsthand the power of this Tai Chi diagram!"
"Thirty-six Heavens, suppress!"
Behind Kunpeng, thirty-six illusory worlds roared into motion, like thirty-six ancient stars, carrying endless weight, and crashed fiercely into the Taiji Golden Bridge.