Chapter 330: The Way of Kunpeng, Gathering Under the Copper Pillar

Kunpeng settled down in this small tribe, hunting and farming with them every day for several years before bidding farewell to them.

In the next tens of thousands of years, Kunpeng has been walking on the prehistoric land, leaving traces in various tribes of all sizes.

Among them are super-large tribes such as snakes and tigers, and some small tribes that Kunpeng had never known in the past.

They are like weeds in the mountains, scattered all over the prehistoric land, but as long as there is a little twist, they will be destroyed.

And when spring comes, they will sprout and grow again, endlessly, and cyclically.

While walking, Kunpeng found that the entire prehistoric land seemed to be divided into countless different classes. They never communicated with each other, and never got involved in the circles of the two.

Among those top races, the tribesmen worked hard and were all cultivators. They walked and flew, high in the clouds.

The way they used to record and inherit was also the divine pattern circulating in the innate sacredness, with subtle words and great meanings, passed down through blood, and they didn’t even need to be learned.

In the lower tribes, they use the cloud seals circulated in the immortal way, mixed with some divine patterns, and pass them down through word of mouth.

The next ones only use cloud seals, and may have one or two divine patterns, but they can basically only be used for fighting or sacrifice, and there is no system.

And further down, it is already very different. Only a few people know cloud seals. Most of them use the characters created in their own tribes, and they are only used for recording, but fortunately they are complete and do not affect the inheritance.

And going down, the figure of cloud seals has disappeared, and only the characters of their own tribes are used. Even these characters are full of loopholes and have no value and possibility of circulation.

And the people at the bottom, they seem to have never been civilized. Not only do they have no characters, but even farming is extremely crude.

Most of them use hunting as the main source of food, eat wild fruits in the mountains, do not know the weather, and use knotted ropes to carve stones to record things.

They are not covered with clothes, live in caves, and their language is difficult to understand and their expressions are unclear. It is almost difficult to call them "people".

In Kunpeng's view, although these ordinary creatures also walk upright, use tools, and can be called upright and have some wisdom, they are more like beasts and not human beings.

They have almost no inheritance and moral concepts. Perhaps one or two of them are lucky enough to be favored by heaven and earth, and enter the Qi Bureau by chance, or eat the emperor's juice and embark on the road of cultivation, but they can't get the Tao after all.

Kunpeng walked on the way back to Buzhou Mountain. He felt that he might have a chance, but it seemed that there was a layer of fog between them and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Inheritance? Morality? Education? What do they need?"

Kunpeng murmured to himself, but he felt that it was almost impossible to advance slowly with his own strength in the vastness of the prehistoric world.

After all, as powerful as Hongjun Daozu, he walked around in the prehistoric world and spread the way of cultivation, but the prehistoric world today is still like this.

Although Kunpeng thinks highly of himself, he dare not say that he is comparable to Daozu. If he can't get it, how can he achieve Taoism by himself?

Moreover, in the current prehistoric world, the language is chaotic and the characters have their own rules. The words of the great Dao, such as Yunzhuan, cannot be widely spread. Even if Kunpeng wants to educate, how can he influence the entire prehistoric world?

Along the way, Kunpeng has been thinking about this matter until he stepped on the top of Mount Buzhou and looked around. It seemed that the entire prehistoric world was at his feet. Kunpeng's mind suddenly became clear.

"Although Yunzhuan can carry the Great Dao, it is too profound. Only immortals can understand its etiquette. Others know the fact but not the reason."

"Since I plan to educate the prehistoric world, I might as well create a kind of writing that can carry the Great Dao but is not as profound as Yunzhuan."

"It may be inferior in power, but it must be simple enough and have a clear enough meaning. Only in this way can it have a meaning of existence in the prehistoric world."

"At least, we must first unify the writing and language of the entire prehistoric world so that these tribes of all classes that are completely incompatible can communicate with each other."

"The language may be slower, but the writing can transcend ancient and modern times, transcend racial barriers, ignore sectarianism, and allow this information to be spread and preserved."

"If the prehistoric world wants to usher in a new round of outbreaks again, unifying the writing is crucial! My chance lies in it!"

Kunpeng muttered to himself, looking at the nearby portal to the heaven, and then flashed and returned to the heaven immediately.

Without going to the Lingxiao Palace, Kunpeng immediately returned to his own palace. Without the intention of sending a message, Kunpeng hung a jade plaque at the door of the palace, indicating that he was closed to visitors.

Then Kunpeng was intoxicated with his own strange ideas. In the following time, Kunpeng relied on the divine pattern to simplify it and create one word after another.

But soon after, he felt that it was too profound, so he overturned them one by one and recreated them. This cycle repeated over and over again, and time passed without knowing it.

When Di Jun heard that Kunpeng had returned, he wanted to ask about it. After learning about the jade plaque, he smiled happily and said:

"The King of Heaven has attained the Tao."

At this time, Qi began to organize the marriage with Nuwa, and the Heavenly Court became busy, preparing banquets, sending out invitations, and discussing preaching...

Of course, the busyness of the Heavenly Court had nothing to do with Qi and Nuwa. Although the marriage was related to the two of them, Qi and Nuwa did not take it too seriously.

At this time, the two of them were in the Qihuang Palace, obsessed with deducing the starry sky. They wanted to use the River Map and Luoshu to break through the formation in the starry sky.

Nuwa twisted her waist and let out a lazy moan. Looking at Hetu Luoshu in front of her, she said helplessly:

"Qi, is this really what you said, the key to the formation in the starry sky?"

"You and I have been deducing it together for so long, and we have never stopped comprehending it. How come we haven't seen any changes in it?"

Facing the tired-looking Nuwa, Qi smiled slightly and advised:

"You are not good at formations to begin with, and your knowledge of heavenly secret deduction is sparse and mediocre. Your foundation is too weak, and it will be tiring to comprehend it by force."

"I know you don't like this kind of thing. Why don't you take a rest for a while and I can push it alone. After all, this treasure is really a good thing for me."

"In just this period of time, I have gained a lot in the way of formation. There are many things that I didn't pay attention to in the past. Now it seems that there is still room for improvement."

"Take the Heavenly Court's formation that transforms chaos into innate spiritual energy as an example. If I build it again, I can at least be sure to improve the effectiveness while saving a lot of materials."

"Even the Innate Yunmeng Star Formation has room for further improvement. However, regarding the formation in the starry sky, the time to comprehend it is still too short, and I still can't figure it out."

"After all, it's about the power of Hunyuan Wuji Luo Tianzun. If it can be easily defeated by you and me, how can it be worthy of such great power?"

After saying the prayer, he also moved his muscles and bones like Nuwa. They had not moved for tens of thousands of years. Today, he felt quite comfortable walking around casually.

Nuwa nodded, her prayer was reasonable, but for Nuwa, just understanding it was too boring.

Suddenly Nuwa seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said to Qi:

"After we get married, how about you walk with me on the ancient land? I haven't seen the color of the ancient land for a long time, but now I suddenly remember it, and I miss it a bit."

After a slight hesitation, Qi agreed and thought about it for a long time. Since he had no inspiration at the moment, he might as well go to the wilderness for a while.

Moreover, Qi was a little skeptical about the formation in the starry sky. He Tu Luoshu had been studying it for a long time, and he was already very good at controlling it.

If there were any secrets hidden in it, I should have noticed it a long time ago, instead of running around like a headless fly like now.

Qi even felt that there was indeed a secret of the starry sky in the Hetu Luoshu, but it might have to wait for the heavens to reveal itself.

In Qi's perception, there is nothing but great calamity in the time of heaven that can affect heaven.

Seeing Nuwa leaving happily because of her promise, Qi murmured to herself:

"It can't really be true that Hetu Luoshu will reveal the full picture of the formations in the starry sky only during the great catastrophe. If so, how can Heavenly Court have a chance to react?"

Qi had discussed it with Di Jun and Fu Xi before, and all three of them realized that the heaven at this time, which looked glamorous and unparalleled in the limelight, was actually just a powder keg waiting to be detonated.

At present, the saints have not yet emerged, and the heaven is still able to suppress the prehistoric and the gods, and can even silence those future saints.

But once a saint is born, he will inevitably usher in an era when practitioners are most prosperous, and the land will inevitably be in chaos.

As the most noble status in heaven and earth, it is impossible for a saint to tolerate a heaven standing above his head.

That's it for Nuwa and Kunpeng. After all, they were also born in heaven. When they become saints, they will only usher in supreme glory, overshadowing other saints in one fell swoop.

Although there are checks and balances from Qi, Di Jun and others, at least there is still a hint of fireworks, so Heavenly Court will not be too embarrassed.

But Sanqing and Jieyin, as well as Zhunti, who has mastered Hongmeng Purple Qi but doesn't know whether he can become a saint, will not allow heaven to still suppress the ancient earth.

Especially Jie Yin Zhunti, the Western Continent has suffered a lot of grievances under the checks and balances of the Heavenly Court. As the people who are destined to the fate of the Western Continent, the two of them will definitely not swallow their anger.

The Witch Clan, the source of cholera in the Western Continent, will inevitably be their best choice to target Heaven.

After the Great God Pangu, he didn't cultivate the Dao, didn't know the destiny, didn't make calculations, and was full of strength. He was simply born with a sharp blade.

If Heavenly Court could use it against the West, then they could naturally use it against Heavenly Court as well.

Qi, Di Jun and others had already anticipated this. The emergence of the Demon Realm and Shi Qilin's departure could be said to have pointed out the next path for Heaven.

In Qihe Dijun's and Fuxi's imagination, as long as Tianting survives the catastrophe, they can retire with success.

The follow-up of Heavenly Court will also be left to those who take over. Whether it is Ziwei, Taiyi, or the other three who have not been selected, they will be the innate saints born under the way of heaven, leading the continuation of Heavenly Court under the way of heaven.

As for the future of Heavenly Court, that should be decided by those who continue to serve.

What Qi and others need to do is to provide a clean and wasteland for them to do whatever they want.

That's enough.

Qi's thoughts were mixed, and the Hetu Luoshu in front of him exuded a full of brilliance. Seeing this scene, Qi suddenly laughed and said softly:

"Things in heaven have its own descendants. How could I have thought that we were so far away? It is impossible to say that the ancient continent was accidentally destroyed by us during the great catastrophe."

"When the time comes, let's all wander together in the chaos and return to the great road, haha."

At the end of Qi's speech, the smile appeared on his face again, but it was undoubtedly a little heavier.

Although he has already found a way out for everyone, Qi Yi can't guarantee whether the future will really be what he imagined. Everyone will find a way out together and make a smooth exit.

Qi seems to have suddenly thought of something? He opened his mouth and smiled:

"This starry sky seems to be pretty good. Why did Daozu Hongjun just give it up when he said it was necessary? Why don't we help him in the future?"

After praying, he strode out of the hall. The weather was perfect today, so it was time to go out and relax.

Prehistoric, Western Continent.

Countless people from the Wu Clan gathered around a copper pillar. The bonfire lit up the entire night sky, and the aroma of barbecue and wine filled the night wind.

The voices of the shamans were noisy, and there were sounds of laughter and commotion everywhere. Many famous shamans were among them, enjoying themselves with the tribesmen.

In the starry sky, a strange red star twinkled, and looking from under the copper pillar, the red star was so bright and beautiful.

This red star is the star that happened to be born together with the Wu clan when Luo Hu turned into a star god. It is of such extraordinary significance that naturally many people in the Wu clan have a good impression of it.

Today's gathering under the copper pillar is precisely because the star Rahu is the brightest during this period every year. The place where the copper pillar is located is the best viewing platform in a billions of miles.

Looking at the twinkling Rahu star in the sky, Dayi, Kuafu Xingtian and others gathered under the bonfire. The swaying light of the fire reflected on the faces of the great witches, making them look mottled.

The largest wine bags were scattered everywhere in the mountain stream, blocking the stream and forming a small pool. Fish were playing in it, which showed that everyone had drank a lot.

Just when many great witches were rising, countless cheering and cheering sounds suddenly came from under the copper pillars, attracting the attention of many great witches.

Immediately, a burst of boos came, and a wizard was seen with blue veins popping out, looking extremely ferocious, but the copper pillar in his arms did not move at all.

The flickering firelight shone on the face of the Witch of the Pillar, making his face look extremely red, but he didn't know whether it was the redness illuminated by the firelight, the redness caused by blood, or the blush caused by the many boos.

As waves of cheers came and waves of boos sounded, the atmosphere in the entire venue was extremely warm.

The Rahu star in the sky was twinkling, and someone was shouting:

"The great witch is coming, the great witch is coming!"

Immediately, countless shamans in the field also roared in response. The roar shattered the floating clouds in the sky and caused the birds in the mountains and forests to spread their wings and flee.

The great witches beside the bonfire looked at each other in confusion. Seeing that many good people were running under the copper pillars on the other side, Dayi couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Which one of us will go? The tribe is so enthusiastic, and today is a rare holiday, so we might as well agree to it."

Kuafu on the other side rolled his eyes at Dayi and said rather embarrassedly:

"Let's go aside. That pillar is extraordinary. It's something erected by the heaven. It's just for the clansmen to play around with. If we go there, wouldn't it be nonsense?"

The people in the field burst into laughter, and Xing Tian even joked:

"When did you, the great witch Kuafu, know the general situation so well? Or are you saying that someone actually tried it but failed to move it, and now you are saying this to save your respect?"

The laughter beside the bonfire got louder. Kuafu threw the wine bag in his hand towards Xing Tian and cursed with a smile:

"Go away, drinking and eating meat can't stop your mouth. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

It turned out that Kuafu had tried it a long time ago, and he was the only one in the room who tried it. It even attracted many powerful witches to watch.

As a result, the copper pillar did not move at all. Not to mention pulling it out and moving it, it did not even shake. After this incident, Kuafu was called the weakest among the great witches by many tribesmen.

But in fact, Kuafu really tried his best. Among all the great witches of the witch clan, his strength was also at the forefront, but he could not shake the bronze pillar.

Looking at the many witches who were gradually approaching, many great witches realized that they did not seem to be joking, and they were suddenly unable to get off. The great witch Jiufeng even said:

"Do you want to stop it? Otherwise, you and I may be like Kuafu and be discredited in front of our tribe. I don't want to be called the weakest witch."

"And it's okay if it's not shaken. But if the copper pillar is really pulled out or moved, how should we explain it to the Heavenly Court?"

"We can't put the copper pillar back again. If so, how should those people in the other half of the continent view us?"

Many great witches were lost in thought, and it seemed that no matter whether they took action or not, whether they succeeded or not, it had become a difficult problem.

If they don't take action, some tribesmen will definitely scold them for having no courage, having their backs broken by Heaven, and not even daring to try, and they are cowards.

But if he tried and failed, he would inevitably be ridiculed by the crowd. Like Kuafu today, he would be called weak to preserve the reputation of the tribe.

You know, to this day, there are still many tribesmen who challenge Kuafu in an attempt to prove that they are more powerful than the great witch.

If it succeeds, it may be even more troublesome. They are different from the tribesmen who know nothing. After the meeting between the ancestors and witches is over, they are the first to know the content.

The power of Heaven is obviously far greater than that of the Witch Clan at this time. If you pull out the copper pillar, what will be the impact behind it? No one knows.

They are not afraid that Heaven will punish them, or that they will use their lives to make up for their mistakes. What they are worried about is whether their recklessness will drag the Wu clan into being hit by Heaven.

Looking at the tribesmen who were still approaching, Kuafu hesitated for a while, then stood up and said:

"Anyway, I've already lost face once, so I might as well lose some more today. Just let me go. I can't move anyway."

Many great witches felt a little guilty after hearing this, but they also knew that this was the best way at the moment. As the most majestic among the great witches today, Dayi said:

"Thank you. We owe you a favor this time. If you can get us anywhere in the future, just ask. As long as we can do it, we will never be sloppy."

"Remember, no matter whether you can move it or not, you must ensure that the copper pillar does not shake. I will give you some compensation in the future."

"You must know what is most important to the Witch Clan right now. You must have not forgotten it."

What Dayi said was from the bottom of his heart. He also knew that he felt aggrieved, but the situation was unbearable, so they could only do this. Now that the ancestral witch was gone, he had to be this evil person.

Fortunately, Kuafu was also sensible and did not pay attention to Dayi's words. Instead, he pretended to be relaxed and said:

"Don't worry, I understand the seriousness. I don't want any compensation, but I remember that Lord Houtu came back last time and rewarded you with some fine wine from heaven. After today, it will all belong to me."

Dayi suddenly laughed. He knew it was Kuafu's good intentions, but felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, but he could only cooperate with the smile and curse:

"It turns out you have good intentions and are taking advantage of the situation. Okay, I will send you those good wines tomorrow."

And as the two settled the matter, many great wizards in the scene felt a little more relaxed, and they all toasted to Kuafu to express their gratitude.

A moment later, he saw countless tribesmen surrounding himself and others, shouting:

"Great Witch Dayi, you are the best master under the ancestor witch in the clan. Go and try it!"

"Great Witch Xingtian, you are the pride of our tribe, show us your skills!"

"Yes, so that they know that you are the most powerful among the great witches!"

Countless people were shouting and cheering, and the warm atmosphere was more dazzling than the bonfire. Looking at the many tribesmen in front of him, Dayi stood up and comforted:

"Everyone, please be quiet. Don't make any noise. It will make my ears hurt."

"If you want to see a great witch pull out a copper pillar, why don't you become a great witch yourself? Just go away and play, and don't bother us."

Everyone in the field was suddenly filled with boos, but most of them were in good faith. Seeing that the atmosphere had relaxed a little, Dayi finally spoke:

"Come on, let Kua Fu, the great witch, show you his skills. He has experience, so let him go."

The stadium suddenly burst into cheers, but just when everyone was happy, a voice suddenly sounded, and it was extremely loud.

It was this voice that silenced the entire venue. Many great witches also had faces as black as coals. They only heard that voice shouting:

"Who wants that soft-footed shrimp? The weakest witch is here. It was not enough to lose face last time. Today everyone is happy, so you have to come up and be embarrassed, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of many great witches suddenly became sharp, and their gazes were directed towards the place where the voice came from. Many witches also slowly avoided this sharp gaze, revealing the person who spoke.

The man did not hide. When he saw the eyes of the great witches focused on him, he continued to shout:

"Isn't it true? Wasn't it enough to be embarrassed last time? Do you have to come out and be an eyesore at this time?"

As soon as he said this, Kuafu stood up slowly, his eyes filled with anger and aggrievedness, while Dayi's heart skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong.

As Kuafu stood up, everyone's eyes gradually focused on him. (End of chapter)