Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 91 The Twelve Ancestral Witches Explain the Laws

Qinglian was deeply moved, feeling that every word Houtu spoke was a gem.

It revealed to him a deeper, more fundamental aspect of the great Dao of Creation, one that he might have previously overlooked.

Within his dantian, the tenth-grade Creation Green Lotus trembled slightly. In its azure radiance, there seemed to be an added touch of profound and solid yellow light, creating a deeper resonance with the earth.

After Houtu finished speaking, Qinglian took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and then slowly and deliberately shared her understanding of the Dao of Creation.

He discussed the creation of living beings and the growth of all things, the harmony of primordial energy and the evolution of laws, and further elaborated on the subtlety and grandeur of the Xuanmen's creation by combining his own purification and protection by the Pure White Lotus and the vitality of the Creation Green Lotus.

The two sat facing each other in this ancient and desolate totem square.

A profound and weighty aura, like the earth itself, elucidates the birth and compassion rooted in bloodline faith;

A pure and ethereal figure, like a lotus in the blue sky, recounts the creation and evolution of the orthodox Xuanmen sect.

Opinions may differ and perspectives may vary, but there is no conflict. Instead, they are like two sides of a jigsaw puzzle, mutually reinforcing and inspiring each other, creating a wonderful sense of harmony and complementarity.

The voices discussing the Dao were not loud, but they caused the surrounding earth's energy to flow slowly, and the vegetation around the square became visibly greener and more vibrant, radiating a vitality far beyond what was usually present.

This sight naturally alarmed the other shamans in the tribe and attracted the attention of other ancestral shamans.

The first to arrive was Kuafu, who was familiar with Qinglian and had a forthright personality. He carried his huge peach wood staff and strode over, scratching his head as he listened.

Although he didn't quite understand the subtle nuances, he found the scene of flowing Taoist energy and vibrant earth energy very interesting, and grinned foolishly to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Gonggong, the ancestral god of water, and Zhurong, the ancestral god of fire, who are incompatible yet often appear together, also arrived together (although they glared at each other, their auras clashing, making the surrounding air sometimes humid and sometimes hot, but they tacitly did not quarrel or argue), clearly attracted by this unique scene of debating the Dao.

Subsequently, the Ancestral Witches of Wood (Jumang), Metal (Rushou), Wind (Tianwu), Rain (Xuanming), Thunder (Qiangliang), Time (Zhujiuyin), Weather (Shebishi), and even Space Speed ​​(Dijiang) all appeared one after another!

The twelve Ancestral Witches actually gathered around the not-so-spacious square of the Houtu tribe!

They came in all shapes and sizes, their auras sometimes violent, sometimes sharp, sometimes gentle, sometimes obscure, but at this moment most of them wore expressions of curiosity and inquiry.

They were either simply curious about Qinglian, one of their own, or attracted by the ripples of laws and changes in the earth's veins caused by the discussion of Dao.

The more important reason is that—Qinglian has been regarded as "one of their own"! The Wu tribe is pure of heart and has clear likes and dislikes. Once they recognize someone, they treat them with sincerity.

Hearing that Qinglian was discussing the Dao with Houtu, and that it seemed to be beneficial to cultivation, these ancestral witches, who usually guarded their respective areas and rarely gathered together, all wanted to join in the fun, perhaps even to contribute their efforts and express their goodwill.

"Haha! Young friend Qinglian, so you're here discussing the Dao with Houtu!"

I, Lao Zhu, don't quite understand the intricacies of the ways of creation, but I know that the growth of all things is inseparable from the tempering of my divine fire!

How can life arise from a cold, desolate place? Fire can burn away decay, and it can also bring warmth and light; it is both destruction and creation!

Zhu Rong's voice boomed like a bell, breaking the balance of the discussion. Surrounded by flames, he interrupted directly, explaining the simple truth that fire's violence and the birth of new life within destruction caused the surrounding vegetation to scorch due to the intense heat.

Gonggong snorted coldly, his body enveloped in water vapor that counteracted the scorching heat, yet he still spoke up, his voice cold and surging: "Hmph! Absurd! Without my vast water element to nourish and harmonize, all things would have long since turned to scorched earth, where would the vitality come from?"

Fire only brings destruction!

"Water, the softest yet strongest, nourishes all things and cleanses away filth; it is the source of life!" He began to describe the characteristics of water in its downward flow and nourishment of all things.

Jumang, the ancestral witch, smiled gently, his whole body brimming with vitality. The grass and trees at the edge of the square swayed joyfully in response. He then began to talk about the creative power of trees in growing, guiding, and connecting all living things in heaven and earth, which is both flexible and indispensable.

Ru Shou, the ancestral witch, exuded a sharp and intimidating aura, and his tone was like the clash of metal. Yet, he could also explain that the killing power of metal was not only for destruction, but also for innovation and reform, breaking through stubborn barriers and paving the way for new life. He was the forerunner of creation.

Tianwu talks about how the flow of wind brings vitality and change, sowing seeds and transmitting breath;

Xuanming speaks of rain and dew nourishing, a silent creation, a gentle, ever-flowing stream;

Qiang Liang said that the thunderous shock was not only a punishment from the heavens, but also a way to awaken dormant life and break through the hard shell of seeds.

Zhu Jiuyin's figure was blurry, and the flow of time around him seemed slightly abnormal. He spoke of the rise and fall of all things in the flow of time, and how growth and decay are one.

Shebishi discussed the changes in weather, how the alternation of hot and cold seasons tempers and eliminates living beings, which is also a cruel aspect of creation.

Although the Ancestral Witch Dijiang remained silent, his figure flickering, he used spatial power to create different environmental zones necessary for the growth of all things, visually demonstrating them—

The twelve Ancestral Witches, one after another, used their most primal bloodline laws to explain and demonstrate their understanding of "creation" to Qinglian from their most unique and extreme perspectives!

Their reasoning is simple, direct, and even somewhat domineering, stemming entirely from their own nature, yet it contains the most fundamental and direct laws and truths of the universe!

This is a different kind of wisdom from the Xuanmen cultivation system, directly pointing to the origin of the Great Dao!

This scene is truly a wonder of the primordial world!

A group of ancestral witches who did not cultivate their primordial spirit but only revered bloodline supernatural powers were actually discussing the Great Dao of Creation with great enthusiasm, even to the point of arguing, around a Xuanmen cultivator! Although their methods were rough, they were extremely sincere and without reservation.

As Qinglian stood there, she felt as if a vast expanse had opened before her, revealing twelve completely different portals, each with its own unique color, yet all leading to the depths of the Great Dao!

Behind each door lies a world of ultimate and pure laws!

These insights, derived from his innate bloodline, collided, stirred, merged, and derived from the Xuanmen's Dao of Creation, sparking countless ineffable sparks of wisdom!

His primordial spirit was operating and deducing at an unprecedented speed, and the tenth-grade Creation Green Lotus in his dantian was rotating at an unprecedented speed, shining with boundless green light. On the lotus platform, in addition to the originally deep and complex Dao of Life patterns,

The deep, rich patterns of mountains and rivers, the forging marks of water and fire, the sharp lines of metal carving, the vibrant growth of forests, the dynamic imprint of wind and thunder, and the mysterious trajectory of time and space shifts began to emerge faintly.

This is an indescribable baptism and sublimation! It is a rare and profound exchange and complementarity between two completely different systems of Tao!

Qinglian was completely immersed in it, her mind clear and serene, greedily absorbing and digesting this unreserved gift of wisdom from the most ancient power system of the primordial world.

He knew that this opportunity was once in a million! What he gained here would have an immeasurable and profound impact on the perfection and advancement of his future path to creation!

And his deep and simple friendship with the Wu tribe became even stronger and more unbreakable amidst the slightly chaotic yet incredibly enthusiastic discussions.