Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 417: Ask Youmeng for a bowl of soup
Fengqi Mountain, the island in the middle of the lake.
The innate spiritual energy surges like a tide.
There are three or two bamboo buildings in front of the small window of the east pavilion, which have been weathered by wind and rain for thousands of years.
The immortal in white holds the scriptures and realizes the profound truth.
The five energies converge to form the mysterious sky; the three flowers gather at the top of the head to give rise to the infinite realm of Dharma; the auspicious clouds are clear and bright, extending to all directions, holding up the Yin-Yang Sword as they roll.
A jade bracelet opens the way, the shadows of trees dance, supporting the nine layers of heaven of merit, green lotuses sway and fall, and vitality is boundless.
The river is vast and majestic, the road is ethereal, and the immortals remain calm and still.
On this side of the long river, the moonlight is as bright as a silk thread and the moon is high in the sky. On the other side of the long river, the sun is scorching hot. The sun rises in the east, the laurel tree sways in the bright moon, and the Fusang tree responds within the sun.
Red lines are woven like a thread, and a bridge is built, connecting the two ends of Yin and Yang. There is a stone of three lives pressing down on the sky. I have seen the three lives, and life and death are determined by it.
The towering mountains stand tall against the sky, the stars are rolling, and the mind is moving around the whole body.
There are three thousand avenues, Mingyu took the path of "life", added the word "fate", and expanded it to life and death. Amidst the surging waves, he reached out and abducted "yin and yang".
Yin and Yang are "abducted", so life is the main thing and Yin and Yang are secondary.
It is for this reason that he stands alone at the end of the long river of life and is the master of life , not the master of yin and yang.
But this does not mean that yin and yang are useless.
Yin and Yang are the outside, life is the inside.
The transformation of Yin and Yang gives birth to life, and the transformation of Yin and Yang gives birth to death.
Life and death are determined by fate, and with the help of the changes of the two yin and yang to connect heaven, earth, and man, this is the path of Hunyuan Wuji that Mingyu is looking for for himself.
He was born too late, two kalpas later than the generation of Daozu and almost one kalpa later than the Six Saints. As an innate creature, Mingyu barely caught the last train of the Three Tribes Era.
It can be predicted that if Fuxi had not come to him in the past, his birth date would have been postponed, perhaps until the Lich Age.
That way, it will be even later!
The Wu Clan is not afraid of being too late, because they have the legacy of Pangu. Pangu's heart is the Wu Clan's greatest heritage, and the Wu Clan also came from this.
Therefore, Mingyu’s greatest opportunity in this life is Fuxi.
Fuxi changed his destiny.
If the Second In Command had not "kidnapped" him, there would be no fate between him and Feng Qi, and he would not have become the Empress's disciple.
Mingyu has always called Fuxi a great god because in Mingyu's heart, he is just like the great god Pangu, who opened up a new world for her destiny.
It's also because it's too late.
Mingyu did not follow the path of heaven, earth, and man.
At that time, the way of heaven was high, the way of earth was suppressed, and the way of man had not yet been born.
He traveled through the ancient world, walked a path of "life" among all living things, and was respected by all spirits. He left his own mark on humanity.
Didao was just like himself, a step late, and was bullied to death. He felt extremely aggrieved, and he longed to be born even more.
Mingyu founded the ghost fairy lineage, established the underworld, and helped the underground tunnels to build the order of the netherworld.
The authentic will that longed to be born was obviously tempted.
At that point in time when he had not yet emerged from the cycle of reincarnation, he reluctantly gave up his power. From then on, the underworld was unified and the King of Fengdu came into being.
This is Mingyu's three evil corpses, in the underground.
What about goodness?
In the sky!
The way of heaven is higher than the way of earth, so his good corpse has not been beheaded yet, waiting for an opportunity.
But if the good corpse is not killed, it will be difficult for his cultivation to keep up with his expectations.
This is how the Five Tai Dao Bodies came into being.
The Five Great Dao Bodies both come out from the Dao and come out for the Dao.
The five innate primordial beings travel through the world, which is Mingyu's avenue being baptized in the mortal world.
Go through hardships to enlighten your mind, accumulate good deeds to become virtuous, and when the time comes, you will return.
At that time, you will become the supreme ruler and ascend to the throne!
"How about you take charge of the world in the next era?"
This is the question from the Supreme.
"The sky is too big, half of it will be enough for me."
This was Mingyu’s answer.
"Now that I think about it, I answered too quickly. I feel a little regretful. What if the queen finds out and beats me up?"
Mingyu whispered, then smiled again.
Da Dao had no regrets, and his answer was his truest thought.
The position lord of the South Sky, longevity and governance of the world, is the source of blessings. This position of deity is most in line with goodness and the Tao.
The position of the Great Celestial Lord will be chosen by someone else, so he should not block his way.
Mingyu's long river of the avenue flows endlessly. He leans alone in front of the window. His soul and spirit have long transcended the sky and are wandering in the void.
He is sorting out his own path and looking at where he came from.
Flowers bloom and fall, creating the universe, that figure is as lofty as a mountain; the art of art is numerous, the music of heaven and earth opens the door to the Tao; it stands tall and upright, eternal and supreme, that backbone seems to have never been broken; the laurels sway, the moonlight is like water, and the pure voice remains in my heart for a long time...
Mingyu travels through the heavens and the earth, his soul travels through the past and present, he sees the splendor of the sun and the moon, listens to the sound of flowing water in the mountains, hears the voices of the common people, and takes a boat into the rivers and lakes, and stays in the clouds. In his world, every flower, grass, soil, and tree are different, because life is lovely, and the world is worth it!
When Mingyu had been in seclusion for 36,000 years, the time for Zhenyuanzi to govern the world arrived.
The Heavenly Dao did not react, and Heavenly Power was not taken back.
Zhen Yuanzi burned incense at the Wuzhuang Temple to pay homage to heaven and earth, and the luck of the Yiyuan Society returned to China. Its power shook the eight directions, all races in the world were amazed, and even the gods of mountains, rivers and lakes were all convinced!
Upon seeing this, most of the powerful ancestors, except for a few stubborn ones, did not dare to obstruct the expansion of land power and retreated.
This era is destined to belong to Zhen Yuanzi!
At the same time, a bronze tripod full of vitality flew out of Fengqi and landed in the Suiren tribe.
"Use it well!"
When the news came, the new priest Xuan Xiao smiled happily.
Mingyu's spirit traveled in the void for fifty-four thousand years, but his body never left Fengqi.
Later, he became so quiet that he wanted to move, so he went to the underworld.
"Sister Meng, give me a bowl of soup."
At the Naihe Bridge, Mingyu said this.
Before Youmeng could recover from her shock, the cycle of reincarnation froze and Houtu appeared.
"Who do you want to forget?!"
She questioned aggressively, her eyes fixed on Mingyu, her words filled with complex emotions such as surprise, anger, anxiety, and resentment.
Mingyu was stunned, then raised the corner of her lips and looked at Houtu with a smile.
You Meng, who was standing aside, looked at the two of them and instantly revealed an aunt-like smile.
Hou Tu then came to her senses and realized that she had been impulsive.
Her face turned slightly red, her eyes moved away from Mingyu unnaturally, and her tone became much softer.
"Um... I mean why do you want Meng Po soup!"
You Meng also looked over and drank the Meng Po soup. The past was gone and she didn’t understand why Mingyu wanted it.
"I have gained enlightenment, but I just want to have a big dream. Besides, Meng Po soup is not what I want." Mingyu said frankly.
"real?"
Hou Tu blinked. She just noticed that Mingyu was in a state of extreme devotion to the Tao and thought he wanted to cut off his worldly ties!
"Of course!" he said firmly.
"It's up to you."
Hou Tu breathed a sigh of relief, regained her composure, turned around, and left!
Before leaving, she modified the memories of thousands of soul ghosts and immortals, and did not forget to take a look at Youmeng.
Youmeng's eyelids twitched.
After Hou Tu left, she complained to Ming Yu: "Next time, speak completely and don't be so startled."
As he spoke, he handed Mingyu a large black bowl.
Mingyu accepted it, thanked Youmeng, and went back.
Hou Tu in the land of reincarnation saw that what he obtained was not Meng Po soup, so she withdrew her gaze.
“Really!”
She muttered.
