Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 133: The Innate Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus and the Body Transformation into Reincarnation (Please Subscribe)
The last time, Nuwa created human beings and attained sainthood, she explained the Hunyuan Dao Fruit in the Nuwa Palace in Heaven. The Taoist of the Styx also went to listen to the lecture in the form of a Blood God Son, and heard the mystery of the Dao of Creation.

After returning to the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Taoist of the Styx began to meditate and gain enlightenment, wanting to emulate Nuwa and use the mystery of the way of creation to make another breakthrough in his Taoism.

However, tens of thousands of years of seclusion and hard thinking had yielded no results, and the great catastrophe that befell the human race gave the Taoist Master Minghe a glimmer of opportunity.

Seeing more and more wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race in the sea of ​​blood in the Netherworld, the Taoist of the Styx suddenly had an idea. Since Nuwa could create humans and become a saint, why not follow Nuwa's example and create a new race of creatures based on the souls of the human race.

Thinking of this, the Taoist of the Styx showed a look of joy. He immediately stretched out his hand and captured the wronged soul of a human being, and then drew the water of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld to rebuild its body.

The water of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood is the most evil and filthy thing in the ancient world. Normally, not to mention the wronged souls and evil ghosts transformed from humans, even the true spirits of those with great supernatural powers cannot withstand the erosion and will disappear in a moment.

However, as the blood-colored divine light became stronger, the water of the Netherworld Blood Sea actually merged with the wronged souls and evil spirits transformed by the human race. Using the method of the Blood God Son, it gradually merged together and transformed into an extremely ugly man. He bowed respectfully to the Taoist Master of the Styx and shouted, "Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

"Hahaha... it worked!" Seeing the man in front of him, the Styx Taoist couldn't help but let out a long roar to the sky, his face showing joy, "The great calamity of the human race has given this poor Taoist an opportunity."

"You are the first living being I created. From now on, you will be called Bo Xun!"

"Thank you, ancestor!" Boxun knelt down respectfully to the Taoist Minghe again.

"You stand up and step aside." The joy on the face of the Taoist of the Styx became more and more intense. He waved his hand and sent out a divine light, which continuously captured the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race, merged them with the water of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, and transformed them into living beings.

The men of these creatures were extremely ugly, but the women were extremely beautiful. They all knelt down in front of the Taoist of the Styx.

Watching each living being born, the Taoist of the Styx couldn't help but feel excited. "Hahaha... It's finally done. Nuwa achieved sainthood through her creation. Although I don't have the primordial purple energy and can't compare to Nuwa, I have also created a race of living beings. With the descending aura of merit and virtue, my cultivation will surely reach a higher level."

“Even if he cannot attain sainthood, he can still far surpass all the quasi-saints and great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world, even the little boy Xuan Yang.”

Thinking of this, the Taoist of the Styx laughed excitedly again, "I am the Taoist of the Styx. I feel that the Netherworld Blood Sea is completely devoid of life and does not know how to educate it. Therefore, I have created a living being named Asura. I use the twelve-grade innate karmic fire red lotus to suppress its destiny. With the Heavenly Dao as my witness, the Asura clan is established!"

Suddenly, golden light flashed in the void, and purple air came from the east, descending with a mysterious and yellow aura of merit.

The color of these meritorious and mysterious yellow auras is very strange. It is not golden, nor is it mysterious yellow, but it falls with strands of blood-colored light.

The Taoist of Minghe absorbed the energy of Xuanhuang's merit into the three flowers of his primordial spirit. In an instant, he felt that his cultivation was gradually increasing. In less than a moment, a hint of enlightenment arose in his mind, and the three flowers of his primordial spirit suddenly appeared. Above the half-acre-sized auspicious cloud, the two innate swords of his companion spiritual treasures, Yuantu and Abi, were born.

The Yuantu sword turned into a blood-red sword light, rushed out, fell into the air, and turned into a Taoist who looked very similar to Minghe.

"I am Yuantu, the poor Taoist, to meet you. Congratulations on your great progress in Taoism and reaching the realm of the Second Corpse Quasi-Saint." Taoist Yuantu smiled and bowed to Taoist Minghe.

"You and I are one, why be so polite." As soon as Taoist Minghe finished speaking, Taoist Yuantu smiled and nodded, turned into a blood-red sword light, and flew into the three flowers of Minghe's soul.

"Hahahaha..." Taoist Minghe couldn't help but laugh happily.

When Li Xuanyang gave three sermons in Zixiao Palace, he asked Daozu Hongjun how to eliminate evil corpses and self-obsession. This shows how difficult it is to eliminate evil thoughts.

Nowadays, most of the quasi-saints with great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world can only kill the corpses of the good. After countless years of hard training, although their magic power has been improved, their Taoism has hardly made any progress.

But now he has such an opportunity. Not only did he create the Asura clan with the help of the great catastrophe of the human race, but he also made another breakthrough in his Taoism. He will undoubtedly be far superior to the boy Xuanyang.

However, before the Taoist of the Styx could be happy for long, countless murderous auras and infinite karma suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and gradually offset the falling aura of merit and virtue.

The Asura clan is born with the resentful energy of the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race. They are born with a passion for killing, do not know good from evil, and cannot distinguish right from wrong. Therefore, the mysterious energy of merit that descends from them is not only accompanied by a bloody glow.

There is also endless killing and karma generated, which constantly offsets the mysterious energy of merit.

"Heaven is unfair!" Taoist Minghe was extremely angry, but he could do nothing about it and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

At this time, the Taoist of Minghe had just stepped into the realm of the second-corpse quasi-saint. Not to mention becoming a saint, even the realm of the three-corpse quasi-saint was out of reach. It was far inferior to when Nuwa molded humans into clay to prove her truth.

Looking at the Asuras kneeling on the ground below, the Taoist of the Styx suddenly had an idea and said, "You all should immediately capture the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race in the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood and transform them all into Asuras. I will bring great prosperity to the Asura clan."

"When the war between the wizards and the lich ends and both tribes are devastated, that will be the time for the Asura tribe to emerge. Who knows, they might be able to seize all the destiny of the prehistoric world and advance their cultivation further."

However, the Asuras are different from the human race. They cannot reproduce with each other like the ancient creatures. If one wants to strengthen the Asuras, they can only capture the souls of humans or the wronged souls and evil spirits, and turn them all into Asuras.

The Taoist of the Styx did not care about this. As long as the human race was not destroyed and as long as the killing in the ancient world continued, Asuras would be born continuously.

"We will follow the ancestor's orders!" All the Asuras kowtowed to the Taoist of the Styx, and then went to the sea of ​​blood in the underworld to capture the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race.

On the shore of the Netherworld Blood Sea, Li Xuanyang and Houtu looked at the mysterious and yellow energy of merit falling from the void, as well as the voices coming from their ears.

Hou Tu's expression changed slightly as she spoke, "The Styx Taoist created the Asura Clan with such fanfare. Could it be that he intends to emulate Nuwa and achieve sainthood?"

The war between the two races of wizards and liches is imminent, and the prehistoric world is already a turbulent time.

First, the human race showed all kinds of extraordinary qualities. Not only were they protected by the three quasi-saints with great supernatural powers, Li Xuanyang, Zhen Yuanzi, and Zhulong, but they also had help from the cultivators of the East China Sea and the dragon and phoenix tribes.

Now the Taoist of the Styx has created the Asura clan.

Hou Tu couldn't help but feel a little sad, and even the discussion she had just had with Li Xuanyang was interrupted.

The next moment, from the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, suddenly rushed out a group of Asuras, some ugly in appearance, some extremely beautiful, and began to capture the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race.

In an instant, countless wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race were captured by Asura, causing bursts of wailing sounds to be heard from under the sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

"How dare you do this!" Houtu shouted angrily, waved her hand and shot out a divine light, which killed all the Asuras around her. The remaining Asuras were so scared that they fled back to the depths of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

"The Taoist of Minghe presumably claimed to be a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers. He turned out to be no different from the demons such as Di Jun, and became an evil cultivator. He asked Asura to capture the wronged souls of the human race and use them to refine evil weapons."

Looking at the Asura beneath the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, Li Xuanyang's eyes flashed with a golden light, and he said in a deep voice, "The Styx Taoist ordered the Asura to capture the wronged souls of the human race. I'm afraid it's not to refine evil weapons, but it's related to the Asura clan!"

"Is it related to the Asuras?" Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, then heard Li Xuanyang continue, "These Asuras were created based on the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race. Unlike the primitive creatures, they are born with some defects and cannot reproduce. Therefore, they can only continuously capture the wronged souls and evil spirits of the human race and transform them into the Asuras."

At this point, Li Xuanyang suddenly showed a hint of doubt. He saw that above the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, there were still many wronged souls and evil spirits. They were also the transformed souls of human beings after death. However, for some reason, they were not captured by Asura just now.

"Is this a remnant soul?" Li Xuanyang was a little puzzled. The human race is an innate Taoist body, born with three souls and seven spirits, how could there be any missing ones?

But these remaining wronged souls and evil spirits before him were incomplete, as if they were born with defects.

This is why he was not captured by Ashura and could not be transformed into an Ashura.

"Humans have suffered many hardships since birth, and after death they are transformed into the Asura clan and controlled by the Taoist priests of the Styx." Hou Tu's expression darkened.

"Why are these humans born with incomplete souls?"

After hearing Li Xuanyang's doubts, Hou Tu was silent for a while before saying, "Master, you may not know that after the Wu Clan and the Human Clan intermarried, many Human Clan members have Wu Clan bloodlines, and similarly, many Wu Clan members in the tribes have human bloodlines."

"Some of these humans have very strong witch blood in their bodies, almost the same as the witches, but their three souls and seven spirits are born with defects."

"So that's how it is." Li Xuanyang showed a hint of understanding. The human race's souls naturally contain a bit of innate pure energy, while the witch race has turbid evil energy in their bodies. The combination of the two causes many humans to be born with incomplete souls, making them more inclined towards the witch race.

"You little Xuanyang boy, I haven't even come to you to avenge the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, but you come to the Netherworld Blood Sea and fight with the Wu Clan's ancestor to kill my Asura clan for no reason!"

After receiving the report from Asura, the Taoist of Minghe came to the Netherworld Blood Sea in anger. Blood-colored divine light shot up into the sky from his body. Above the three flowers of his soul, the two swords Yuantu and Abi were hanging high. He looked at Li Xuanyang and Houtu with cold eyes.

Seeing the Taoist of the Styx appear, Li Xuanyang vaguely felt that countless killings were coming towards him, and suddenly his heart moved. It seemed that the Taoist of the Styx had gained a lot of benefits by creating the Asura clan.

"Minghe, you let the Asura tribe capture the wronged souls and evil ghosts of the human race. What's the difference between you and that evil monk?" Li Xuanyang ignored the Taoist Minghe's shout and asked sarcastically.

These words irritated the Styx Taoist, whose face flushed crimson. He couldn't say they were trying to multiply the Asura race, but weren't similar to the demonic cultivators, using them to refine evil weapons. "Xuanyang, little brat, you're going too far!" The Styx Taoist raged. He pointed at the Yuantu and Abi swords within the Three Flowers of the Primordial Spirit, and shouted, "Kill the Heavens!" Instantly, two streaks of terrifying sword light shattered the space above the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, transforming into a spatial storm that swept towards Li Xuanyang, carrying with it earth, wind, water, and fire.

Li Xuanyang felt a murderous intent descending from the sky, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. "It seems that your Taoism and magical powers have greatly improved. No wonder you dared to come to the Netherworld Blood Sea."

As he spoke, the twelve-grade pure white lotus of innateness emerged from under Li Xuanyang's feet. Above the three flowers of his primordial spirit, the blue lotus treasure flag in the east, the flaming flag in the south, the plain cloud world flag in the west, the Xuanyuan water-controlling flag in the north, and the apricot yellow flag in the center were hung high. There were strands of colorful light hanging down from above, and infinite white light rising into the sky from below, making him immune to all kinds of attacks and the entry of all evils.

At the same time, Li Xuanyang summoned the Moon-Swallowing Soul-Devouring Sword, which turned into sword threads all over the sky, and flew towards the two innate swords of Yuan Tu and Abi. Countless space fragments were turned into powder by the sword threads.

Wherever it passed, the space storm gradually turned into nothingness.

The next moment, the sword light and the sword thread collided with each other, causing a loud bang, completely shattering the space above the Netherworld Blood Sea and setting off huge waves.

"Come on!" Without waiting for Taoist Minghe to take Yuantu Abi back, Li Xuanyang's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he waved his hand to sacrifice the Luobao Money, which turned into a golden light and merged into the sword threads in the sky, breaking through the space, leaving a golden trace in the void, and falling towards Yuantu Abi.

Seeing Li Xuanyang once again using the same magical treasure from last time, the Taoist of the Styx's face darkened. "You're using the same old trick again, but that's just the same."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the twelve-grade innate karma fire red lotus appear above the three flowers of the Taoist's soul. It shone brightly and produced a flame. It was the red lotus karma fire, a blood-red flame, shining in the void for billions of miles above the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, faintly wrapped in countless karmas and filth.

"You want to defile my spiritual treasure?" Li Xuanyang sneered, his heart not surprised but happy, and he shouted softly: "Chaos Immortal Body!"

The Chaos Immortal Body Method in Li Xuanyang's body was fully activated, and the chaotic aura around him overflowed. A gray light shone, and his entire body turned into a size of tens of thousands of feet. His body and soul were combined together, and the Kongtong Seal that appeared on the three flowers of the soul was sacrificed. It turned into an extremely dazzling golden divine light, and went towards the innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus sacrificed by the Taoist of the Styx.

"Use force to prove the way!" The face of the Taoist of Minghe was a little solemn, and he immediately mobilized the magic power in his body to the extreme. The innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus attracted the infinite power of the Netherworld Blood Sea, and 480 million blood gods emerged, faintly setting up a formation.

However, the golden divine light transformed from the Kongtong Seal, carrying boundless evil spirit, rushed directly into the formation, leaving a mess wherever it passed, and countless blood gods turned into ashes. Finally, it hit the innate twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus.
"Zizla..." A series of shattering sounds were heard, like tearing cloth. Under the shocked and angry gaze of the Taoist of Minghe, the innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus gradually became covered with cracks. Then with a "pop", it was shattered by the Kongtong Seal, and a golden blood mist suddenly spurted out of its mouth.

Taoist Minghe was shocked and angry. He didn't even care about his injuries and hurriedly took back the broken innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus.

At this moment, a golden divine light flashed, and the Kongtong Seal came back wrapped in a lotus body of several grades, and was collected by Li Xuanyang into the Chaos Pearl.

"Thank you for the gift, fellow Daoist." A hint of joy appeared on Li Xuanyang's face.

"Xuan Yang kid!" The Taoist of Minghe roared heartbreakingly, waved his hand to take back the remaining lotus body of the innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus and the Yuantu Abi swords, turned them into a divine light, and rushed into the depths of the Netherworld blood sea.

"If I don't avenge this, I'd be unworthy of being a Quasi-Sage!"

Hearing the hatred expressed by the Taoist Master Minghe, Hou Tu said to Li Xuanyang with a hint of apology, "If I hadn't just killed those Asuras, I wouldn't have provoked the Taoist Master Minghe and caused him to have a karmic relationship with me."

"It's okay." Li Xuanyang chuckled, took back the Chaos Immortal Body and many spiritual treasures, and frowned slightly. Not only did a layer of red lotus karma fire appear on the Luobao Gold Coin, but even the spiritual light became dim and filled with filth. It seemed that he had to spend a lot of hard work to refine and nourish it.

"I've already had a karmic connection with him." Li Xuanyang paused, looked at Hou Tu and said in a deep voice, "Besides, I'm afraid Taoist Minghe won't be able to bother me in the future."

"What do you mean, Immortal?" Houtu looked puzzled. Not to mention the previous cause and effect between Li Xuanyang and the Taoist of Minghe, just the fact that he had just shattered the innate twelve-grade karma fire red lotus, severely injured the Taoist of Minghe, and took away several grades of lotus body, had already created a deep hatred.

The innate twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus is not only a treasure to suppress the fortune of the Asura clan, but also a magic tool for the Taoist of the Styx to achieve enlightenment.

Now that the lotus body is lost, the foundation of the Taoist Master Minghe and the Asura clan has been damaged.

How could he not care about making things difficult for Li Xuanyang!
"Didn't the ancestor witch ask me just now where is a suitable place for the wronged souls and evil spirits to rest?" Li Xuanyang suddenly asked.

"Please explain clearly, sir!" Hou Tu was stunned for a moment, then asked Li Xuanyang.

"Okay!" Li Xuanyang nodded, pointing to the Netherworld Blood Sea in front of him and said, "This Netherworld Blood Sea is not part of the Primordial Land, but it is connected to it. It is a perfect place to establish the Netherworld and establish reincarnation. This will provide a place for the souls of all the living beings in the Primordial Land to rest after death."

"Reincarnation can be divided into six paths: the first is the heavenly path, the second is the Asura path, the third is the mortal path, the fourth is the animal path, the fifth is the evil ghost path, and the sixth is the hell path."

"The upper three paths are the paths of merit, while the lower three paths are the paths of karma. Where the soul returns is determined by good and evil merits."

"Every living being in the prehistoric world is included. Even those who have attained enlightenment and become immortals cannot transcend the Six Paths if their true spirits are reincarnated."

Only if there is a quasi-saint with great supernatural powers who has comprehended the law of reincarnation or holds the supreme treasure of reincarnation can he be free from the constraints of the underworld.

In later generations, Buddhism not only holds a lot of power in the underworld, but also protects its disciples and allows them to accumulate merit and practice through reincarnation.

However, the law of reincarnation is one of the three major laws in the ancient world, on par with the law of space and the law of time. It is extremely mysterious. Even disciples of saints will make mistakes over time.

For example, the Taoist Master Cihang, who rebelled against Chanjie and devoted himself to Buddhism, turned into a girl.

It can be seen that there is a mystery contained in reincarnation.

As he spoke, Li Xuanyang took out the innate spiritual treasure, the Book of the Underworld, which he had obtained from the Treasure-Fenbao Cliff many years ago, and placed it in front of Hou Tu.

"Although this method has the merit of completing the Great Desolation Heavenly Dao, it will cause great hardship to the Ancestral Witch. He will have to give up his true body, and the Witch Clan will no longer exist."

On one side are the ancient creatures and the destiny of heaven, and on the other side is the witch clan.

If one of the ancestor witches were missing, the great formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons would be lost, and facing the imminent war between the witches and liches, the witch clan would undoubtedly be defeated.

As soon as these words came out, Hou Tu's mind was greatly shaken. Under the guidance of the divine will, she vaguely understood what Li Xuanyang meant. "Thank you for your guidance, Immortal. Hou Tu is very grateful."

Li Xuanyang quickly dodged and said with a wry smile, "You absolutely cannot do this. The Ancestral Witch's actions are truly meritorious. How can I accept such a great gift?"

Hou Tu then took out a few drops of blood from her body and handed them to Li Xuanyang, her face turning extremely pale. "A war between the Wu and Lich tribes is inevitable. If I lose my Wu tribe and perish here, the Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods and Demons formation will surely fail. This battle will bring disaster upon the Wu tribe."

"So, please, Master, give these few drops of blood to the Wu Clan so that they can be used to complete the missing parts of the formation."

"Don't worry, Ancestral Witch. I will hand over the Ancestral Witch's blood to Ancestral Witch Dijiang for disposal." Li Xuanyang collected the few drops of the Ancestral Witch's blood handed over by Houtu.

"Thank you, Immortal!" Hou Tu walked to the front of the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood. "Hou Tu feels for the sentient beings in the prehistoric world. They have no place to return after death, and their souls cannot rest in peace. I wish to transform the Netherworld into the underworld and establish a place for them to settle down!"

The next moment, Hou Tu revealed the true form of the Ancestral Witch, which was tens of thousands of feet tall. "Above the azure sky, below the underworld, reincarnation appears, and the eighteen levels of hell are formed!"

This is an act of supreme merit. As soon as Hou Tu said it, the sky and the earth changed color, the innate purple air rolled, and countless auspicious auras gathered, covering the entire ancient land. All these strange phenomena were comparable to Nuwa's creation of human beings from clay to prove her sainthood.

For a moment, Hou Tu's true body gradually disappeared and turned into eighteen layers of space.

These are the Eighteen Levels of Hell, which govern the punishments for good and evil in the underworld. Anyone who commits evil in life will receive due punishment after death. It’s not that there is no retribution, but that the time has not come yet.

Then, the land of reincarnation, the sea of ​​suffering, the Naihe Bridge, the Yama Palace, the Weak Water and other places evolved one by one, and Hou Tu's body completely disappeared, leaving only the underworld.

Heaven was moved, and Hou Tu transformed into the underworld, and immediately generated an aura of infinite merit and virtue, which fell into the sky above the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, revealing many strange visions.

In the ancient times, countless wronged souls and evil spirits knelt down in the direction of the sea of ​​blood in the underworld, and followed the pull of the dark to the underworld. Some fell into the reincarnation and were directly reincarnated; some fell into the depths of the eighteen levels of hell, waiting to repay the karma they owed in their lifetime.

Above the void, the mysterious and yellow energy of merit that was derived gradually turned into three balls and fell down, of which about 80% fell towards the underworld.

Of the remaining about 20%, half fell into the Witch Clan, merged into the Witch Clan's luck, and disappeared. Finally, about 10% fell to Li Xuanyang and the Book of the Underworld.

In addition, there seemed to be a trace of merit and mysterious energy that fell into the void and disappeared.

Li Xuanyang sacrificed the innate Yin-Yang Divine Diagram, a magical tool for achieving enlightenment, and collected the mysterious and yellow energy of merit that was falling towards him. His eyes fell on the Book of the Underworld.

At this time, the appearance of the Book of the Underworld changed drastically, and it emitted countless golden lights, as if it had merged with the underworld and was able to control the life and death cycle of all living beings in the world.

"However, the judge's pen is missing!" Li Xuanyang's mind moved, and a divine light flashed on his body, and he came directly to the underworld.

(End of this chapter)