novelapdf Chapter 55 Accepting the Three Ancestors as Disciples
Chapter 55 Accepting the Three Ancestors as Disciples
Chapter 55 Accepting the Three Ancestors as Disciples
On the shores of the East China Sea, Nuwa stands atop the heavens, surrounded by a seven-colored divine light, with a dazzling golden wheel of merit behind her head.
Those beautiful eyes, once filled with compassion and confusion, have now been replaced by the endless laws of nature, becoming indifferent and aloof.
She is already a saint, able to see the past and future in an instant, and every move she makes is in accordance with the ultimate truth of the Way of Heaven.
However, precisely because of this, she clearly felt an invisible constraint from the depths of the Heavenly Dao slowly descending upon her.
"Sages must establish their Daoist temples within the chaos and suppress their own destiny; they cannot easily venture into the primordial world without undergoing a great eon."
A grand will of Heaven resounded within her primordial spirit.
Nuwa lowered her head and looked down at the group of newly born humans who were as weak and helpless as hungry infants. In her indifferent saintly eyes, a rare trace of reluctance and maternal radiance appeared.
They are the lives she created with her own hands; they are her children.
But now, having just given them life, she is about to leave them again.
This is destiny, and this is the price that even a sage must pay.
"Fine."
Nuwa sighed softly, composed herself, and turned her gaze to the figure not far away who remained calm and composed even under her holy might.
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."
Nuwa's voice was ethereal yet majestic: "Since the human race has already revered you as their holy teacher, then we will trouble you to take care of this nascent race in the future."
This phrase, "thank you," is both a request and a reluctant compromise.
She knew that once she left, the human race, this coveted prize, would inevitably become the object of contention among various forces.
Rather than letting others get involved, it's better to hand it over to Kunpeng, which has already made deep preparations and whose strength is unfathomable.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Kunpeng bowed slightly, his expression calm: "As a holy teacher of the human race, it is my duty to protect him and pass on his teachings."
Having received Kunpeng's promise, Nuwa was finally relieved.
She took one last deep look at the vibrant land below, then her figure blurred, transforming into a seven-colored rainbow, breaking through the thirty-three heavens and plunging into the endless chaos.
"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Sage!"
All the myriad spirits of the primordial world knelt in worship, watching the departure of the first Heavenly Saint.
As soon as Nuwa left, the divine might that had enveloped the shores of the East Sea vanished instantly.
Kunpeng, who had been standing calmly with his hands behind his back, suddenly flashed a sharp light in his eyes at this moment!
"The time has come!"
Without the slightest hesitation, a thought crossed his mind.
The benevolent White Lotus Daoist, who was in seclusion in the Kunpeng Palace of the Northern Underworld, suddenly opened his eyes.
With one step, his figure vanished into the Northern Sea, and when he reappeared, he was already on the shore of the Eastern Sea.
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The White Lotus Taoist did not reveal his true form. Instead, he transformed into an old man with white hair and beard, a kind face, and dressed in simple hemp clothing. He leaned on an ordinary wooden cane and slowly walked into the newly established human tribe.
At this time, although humans were born with Dao bodies and had developed intelligence, they were like blank sheets of paper, completely ignorant of this cruel prehistoric world.
They didn't know how to make fire, so they could only eat raw meat and drink blood, enduring the darkness of the night and the attacks of wild beasts.
They didn't know how to build, so they had to live outdoors, exposed to the threats of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
They didn't know how to keep warm, so they could only shiver naked in the cold wind.
Looking at these "children" struggling to survive in hardship, a trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the White Lotus Taoist.
He arrived at the center of the tribe and, amidst a crowd of curious and awe-inspiring gazes, picked up two pieces of dry wood.
One of the most robust young men, with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes, mustered his courage and stepped forward, asking curiously, "Grandpa, what are you doing?"
The White Lotus Taoist smiled slightly, and while drilling one piece of wood into another, he said gently, "I am bringing you light and warmth."
As he drilled rapidly, a wisp of smoke rose, and then a tiny flame burst into flame with a "poof".
"Fire! It's fire!"
The humans erupted in joyful cheers.
They gathered around the tiny flame, feeling the unprecedented warmth and watching the light dispel the darkness, their eyes filled with excitement and admiration.
"This method is called 'drilling wood to make fire'."
The White Lotus Taoist passed on this method to the young man, saying, "Now that you have obtained this method, you should become the master of the torch, spreading it throughout humanity so that it may never be extinguished. I bestow upon you the name—Suirenshi!"
"boom!"
Sensing the will of Heaven, a faint wisp of primordial and yellow merit descended and merged into Suirenshi's body.
Having solved the problems of light and food, the White Lotus Taoist then noticed that the human race was frequently attacked by wild beasts and had nowhere to live.
He then directed another clever young man to cut down trees and build a house.
When the first simple but sheltering wooden house was built, humanity finally had the concept of "home".
"This method is called building a nest from wood."
The White Lotus Taoist said to the young man, "Now that you have obtained this method, you should become the master of Anju and protect your people. I bestow upon you the name—Youchao Shi!"
Another wisp of merit descended.
Finally, the White Lotus Taoist saw that the humans used animal skins and tree leaves as clothing, which was neither aesthetically pleasing nor effective in keeping warm.
He then instructed a skillful woman to peel the hemp bark, twist it into threads, and weave it into clothing.
When the first piece of hemp clothing was worn, humanity finally had the rudiments of shame and civilization.
"This method is called weaving clothes to keep warm."
The White Lotus Taoist said to the woman, "Now that you have obtained this method, you should be the beginning of civilization, educating your people. I bestow upon you the name—Ziyi Clan!"
Three strands of merit descend simultaneously!
The Suiren clan, the Youchao clan, and the Zhenyi clan!
These three were the three most gifted and insightful among the three thousand innate humans created by Nuwa herself.
Now that they had received the merit of being taught and understood their own mission, they immediately performed the three kneelings and nine kowtows ceremony before the White Lotus Taoist: "Disciples pay respects to Master!"
The White Lotus Taoist smiled slightly and shook his head: "I am not your teacher."
He pointed to the sky, towards the direction of the Northern Sea, and solemnly declared, "Your master is none other than the Holy Master of the Human Race, the Northern Sea Demon Ancestor Kunpeng!"
"What I am transmitting today is all in accordance with the Holy Master's decree."
"You three, as the three ancestors of the human race, should accompany me to the Northern Darkness to pay homage to the Holy Master and learn the supreme immortal arts, so that you may better lead your people!"
Upon hearing this, the three ancestors of the human race dared not be negligent in the slightest. They immediately settled their people and followed the White Lotus Daoist as they rode the clouds straight to the Northern Sea.
Inside the Kunpeng Palace.
When the Ren, Youchao, and Ziyi clans saw the Kunpeng, which sat high on the cloud platform, its body exuding Daoist charm and as majestic as a celestial god, they were immediately captivated by its aura and once again performed the grand ceremony of becoming its disciples.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Kunpeng looked down at the three future leaders of the human race and nodded in satisfaction.
"From this day forward, you are all my disciples under the Kunpeng."
"I will impart to you the Northern Darkness Immortal Path. I hope you will cultivate diligently, return to your tribes in the future, and teach and enlighten the human race. Do not tarnish the name of this Holy Master!"
Having said that, Kunpeng flicked his finger, and three beams of spiritual light containing complete cultivation methods instantly entered the brows of the three ancestors.
"Boom—!!!"
The moment Kunpeng accepted a disciple and began to spread his teachings, the heavens above changed color once again.
A vast river of profound merit, several times larger than the combined merits of the previous three times, crashed down!
This is no longer a small-scale act of "passing on the torch" or "living in peace," but a truly great act of "education"—an unparalleled act of opening the path of cultivation for humankind and laying the foundation for civilization!
The river of merit split in two in mid-air.
Two-thirds of it was poured into the bodies of the three ancestors of the human race.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The three of them began to surge wildly!
Celestial Immortal! True Immortal! Golden Immortal! Supreme Golden Immortal!
With the infusion of massive amounts of merit, coupled with their innate Dao bodies, they faced no bottlenecks whatsoever.
In just a short while, Suirenshi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi transformed from ordinary people with no strength to become powerful and influential Taiyi Golden Immortals!
The remaining third of the merit for teaching and guiding others fell upon Kunpeng.
This is the cause and effect between master and disciple, and it is recognized by the Heavenly Dao!
Kunpeng did not absorb it, but instead integrated it back into the Golden Wheel of Merit behind his head.
At this moment, the golden wheel of merit was no longer an illusion, but had completely transformed into a tangible purple-gold wheel, covered with Dao patterns, sacred and inviolable.