Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Although these gifts were extremely valuable, they were of little use to Fuxi at the moment.

However, for Huanglong and Xuandu, two Great Luo Golden Immortals, some of these things might play a crucial role.

Huanglong and Xuandu exchanged a glance and laughed at the same time.

Looking at the floating gifts, Fuxi continued, "If my teacher and senior master do not accept them, my Dao heart will not be stable."

Upon hearing this, both Huanglong and Xuandu were speechless.

Having become a near-saint, how could one's Dao heart be unstable?

It was just a pretext that Fuxi made up on the spot!

Huanglong and Xuandu exchanged another glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

Since Fuxi had put it this way, they had no reason to refuse.

"Never mind, never mind."

Huang Long waved his hand, "Since you put it that way, then we'll accept one."

Xuandu nodded: "Let's do as Senior Brother said, one for each person."

Fuxi smiled slightly when he saw that the two had agreed.

Huang Long looked at the floating gifts, his gaze sweeping over them before finally settling on a fiery red lotus seed.

Lotus seeds of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus.

This lotus seed is entirely crimson, with blood-red veins flowing across its surface, and it emits a faint, pleasant fragrance.

This lotus seed has a profound origin and abundant vitality. If cultivated properly, it is very likely to become a ninth-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, just like the Golden Lotus of Merit in Huanglong!

With a wave of his hand, Huang Long sent the lotus seed falling from the sky and floating in his palm.

He could clearly feel the immense vitality contained within it.

"I'll accept this lotus seed, Uncle-Master," Huang Long said with a smile, putting the lotus seed into his sleeve.

When they saw Huanglong take the seeds of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, neither Xuandu nor Fuxi were surprised, after all, Huanglong was one of the few beings in the prehistoric world who could cultivate spiritual roots.

This lotus seed can only be refined and absorbed by others, but in Huanglong's hands, it may yield a brand new Karmic Fire Red Lotus.

After watching Huang Long accept the lotus seeds, Xuan Du glanced around at the other gifts.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally beckoned and took a yellow plum into his hand.

"I will accept this Yellow Plum." Xuandu held the Yellow Plum in his hand, feeling the powerful Daoist energy contained within it, and nodded slightly. "Let's see if I can ask you to refine a batch of Nine-Turn Golden Pills after we return to the mountain."

The Supreme Saint of Taiqing is the foremost alchemist in the primordial world; any spiritual medicine that comes into his hands can be brought to its fullest potential.

A yellow plum might just be a spiritual fruit in someone else's hands, something they would eat and then discard.

But in the hands of the Sage of Taiqing, it can be transformed into a batch of elixirs, doubling its effects.

Fuxi nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the two had each taken one item.

With a wave of his hand, he collected all the remaining congratulatory gifts.

"This disciple hereby congratulates Master and Senior Master on their early attainment of the Quasi-Saint Dao Fruit," Fuxi solemnly said to Huanglong and Xuandu.

Huanglong and Xuandu nodded.

"You should also consolidate your cultivation level," Xuandu said to Fuxi. "The realm of a Quasi-Saint is unprecedented. You need time to adapt slowly, don't rush it."

"Disciple understands," Fuxi replied.

Huanglong glanced at the countless humans outside the temple, then at Fuxi, and said, "You have neglected the affairs of the human race for a long time. Today, your merits are complete; you should deal with human affairs first!"

Fuxi's expression hardened; he sensed a hidden meaning in Huanglong's words!

But before he could ask, Huanglong's figure had already disappeared from the spot, and then Xuandu returned to Shouyang Mountain.

Fuxi stood outside the temple, watching the two leave. He glanced at the other humans and said...

"All the elders held a meeting in the Emperor's Hall."

As they spoke, a grand hall rose from the ground in the center of the ancestral land of the human race.

Based on Huang Long's words and his own vague senses, he vaguely knew that this emperor's throne would not last long!

......

In the depths of the East Sea, at the eye of the sea.

Huanglong's primordial spirit clone returned and merged into the center of his main body's brow.

At that moment, Huanglong's true form suddenly opened its eyes.

A dazzling golden light flashed in his eyes, and the Daoist principles flowed around him, intertwining with the Great Dao.

The moment the primordial spirit clone returned, all the experiences, observations, and insights the clone had gained during that time flooded into the divine soul.

He witnessed the entire process of Fuxi breaking through to become a Quasi-Sage and attaining the status of Human Emperor.

He also saw the appearance of the rift, saw the segment of primordial purple energy drifting out from the rift, and he also sensed the Daoist charm of that segment of primordial purple energy connecting with the origin of the Great Dao.

More importantly, he witnessed Fuxi, with the help of the purple aura, severing the three corpses in a very short time.

The three obsessions—the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self-corpse—were successively severed, and then the three corpses merged into one.

All the insights were fully transmitted to the main body through the perception of the primordial spirit avatar.

Huanglong had been studying the method of severing the three corpses, gradually cutting away his own self-corpse.

He lacked an opportunity, an opportunity to witness the process of dismembering a corpse with his own eyes and to personally experience the mystery of dismembering a corpse.

Now, his last remaining doubts about the Corpse-Slaying Ceremony have been resolved as he watches Fuxi slay the Corpse and comprehends the Dao's origin and essence.

The key to severing one's own corpse lies not in stripping it away, but in accepting it.

The self is the foundation of a practitioner's existence; it is the recognition of "I am me".

The reason it is so difficult to cut off is not because it is resisting, but because it is the entirety of the cultivator's being.

If you try to cut it by fighting it, you are fighting against yourself. How can that possibly succeed?

The true way to sever the ego is not through resistance, but through acceptance.

Accept your own existence, then look at it with a more detached attitude, understand it, and then cut it off.

Huanglong closed his eyes and sank his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness.

His primordial spirit radiated a dazzling light.

The light was brighter and purer than before, as if it had been thoroughly cleansed.

That thought of "self" still lingers in the sea of ​​consciousness.

It no longer resisted as stubbornly as before, but became much quieter.

It seemed to sense the change in Huanglong's state of mind, and stopped desperately trying to shrink into his primordial spirit. Instead, it quietly floated there, waiting for his choice.

Huang Long looked at the thought of "self" and his mind became clear.

At this moment, he no longer saw it as an enemy to be defeated, nor as a burden to be rid of.

It is itself, an inseparable part of him.

Then......!

"Slash!" Huang Long shouted softly.

The sound was not loud, yet it was like the beginning of the universe, a booming voice echoing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, the thought of "self" floated out from the sea of ​​consciousness.

It's like a leaf falling from a tree, naturally and effortlessly, without a struggle or a lingering attachment.