Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 390 A Sage Incarnates and Discusses Dao in Seven Kingdoms!

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance and headed towards the Netherworld without hesitation.

In the Tai Su Heaven, at the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa, dressed in plain white robes and breathtakingly beautiful, opened her eyes and then slowly closed them again.

She did not establish a lineage, and given that the fortune she had gained as a Holy Mother of the Human Race was already abundant enough, she naturally had no interest in the struggle for fortune in the human realm.

Time rolls on like a wheel, never stopping; in the blink of an eye, another century has passed.

Since the fall of the Shang Dynasty, the human realm has been embroiled in endless wars, ultimately giving rise to seven overlords.

They are Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin.

These seven countries, with their vast areas scattered across the globe, are powerful and undisputed hegemonic powers.

Besides the seven kingdoms, there were countless smaller states and vassal states, constantly embroiled in war.

Among the many small states, there was one called Chen.

Within the territory of Chen State, there are Ku County, Li Township, and Qurenli, which are the poorest and most remote places in Chen State.

It was precisely because of its barrenness and remoteness that the people here were spared from the ravages of war. Although life was hard and difficult, they still had hope.

There is a family in Qurenli surnamed Li. The head of the family joined the army ten months ago, and there has been no news of them since.

Before the owner of the house left, Ms. Li became pregnant, and today is the day she is to give birth.

Inside the room, the woman's cries of pain lasted for a full half hour before stopping, followed by the sound of a baby crying.

After ten months of pregnancy, Li finally gave birth to a boy, whom she named Li Er.

On the day Li Er was born, the mortal realm was completely calm, but the immortal realm was suddenly shaken.

Golden lotuses bloomed in the void, emitting a strange fragrance. Thousands of auspicious rays stretched across the heavens and earth, and a mysterious purple aura came from the east, sweeping across the world!

"Senior Brother Taiqing has manifested incarnation!"

The saints' brows furrowed, and they all looked towards the mortal realm. Their aura stirred people's hearts, and Senior Brother Taiqing, who was usually unassuming and did not compete for anything, was the first to make a move this time.

In Qurenli, Li Er was born no different from an ordinary baby, except for a pair of big, bright, black eyes that twinkled like stars.

As time went on, Laozi's true talent became apparent.

They can walk in six months, speak in a year, understand things instantly, and master everything.

Despite their young age, they can reason with people that some adults can't argue with.

Li was overjoyed and, having exhausted her family's wealth, decided to send Li Er to study.

After entering the academy, Li Er lived up to expectations, always ranking first in his studies and standing out from the crowd.

At just over ten years old, he had already gained great fame in Qurenli and even Ku County, and was known as a prodigy.

When Li Er was ten years old, the incarnations of Yuanshi, Tongtian, Zhunti, and Jieyin were also born.

Even if a saint is only one in a billion of his true spirit, he possesses incredible, innate power of knowledge.

In just a few years, the name of the child prodigy resounded throughout the human world.

At the same time, a faint trace of literary energy suddenly appeared above the human realm.

Then it fell rapidly, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

A year later, in the state of Lu, in the land of Zouyi, a child was born!

The child's father was named Shuliang He, who served as the magistrate of Zouyi and was one of the three great generals of the State of Lu.

When the State of Jin attacked the State of Lu, Shu Lianghe led his troops to resist, but unfortunately died in battle.

Three months after Shu Lianghe died in battle, his child was born.

Because his head was slightly concave at birth, his mother named him Qiu.

On the day Confucius was born, the human world was filled with auspicious energy that lasted for three days.

The Immortal Realm, the Four Continents, where the human destiny evolves into the long river of humanity.

Inside the Human Race Temple, the spiritual energy surged and roared, as if it were about to burst into flames!

The atmosphere was in turmoil, and several of the human ancestors, including Suiren, all turned to look at Cangjie.

Cangjie was also very surprised. He hadn't done anything, so why was the literary energy fluctuating for no reason?

Cangjie was puzzled, but based on his years of experience, this was not a bad thing.

In the State of Lu, in the land of Zouyi, Confucius, though his head was somewhat sunken, did not diminish his wisdom.

Confucius loved reading, and by the age of ten, he had already read all the books in his family’s collection thoroughly.

When there were no books to read, Confucius would borrow them. Fortunately, his father had many friends, so he was always able to borrow different books.

As Confucius read more books, his temperament underwent a significant change.

He possesses an aura of righteousness, impervious to all laws and indestructible through countless eons; his gaze is piercing and majestic!

When Confucius was eighteen years old, bandits robbed Quren Village. Confucius stood up and shouted at them.

His righteous spirit soared to the heavens, moving the bandit leader to tears and deterring him from ever attacking again. As a result, Confucius's fame soared.

Time flies, and more than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. The sage's incarnation continues to grow.

He traveled among the seven kingdoms, discussed philosophy, absorbed knowledge, and experienced intellectual exchange and integration.

Zhunti and Jieyin also successfully became monks, one named Shakyamuni and the other Muni, and they spread Mahayana Buddhist thought everywhere.

At the same time, Zhao Gongming also set off from Mount Emei and arrived at the Endless Sea of ​​Blood.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, I have been looking forward to seeing you for a long time."

The sea of ​​blood surged with huge waves, and the eerie laughter of the Styx echoed from within it.

Then the sea of ​​blood parted to both sides, revealing a passage.

Zhao Gongming took only a few steps into the passage and saw Styx sitting on the Twelve-Petaled Red Lotus of Karmic Fire.

"The saints of the mortal realm are discussing the Dao, and now is the best opportunity for you to enter the mortal realm."

Styx frowned. "If I want to go to the mortal realm, I must pass through the Netherworld, but that would require my current cultivation level..."

The Three Realms are different from the Primordial World. To enter or leave the Three Realms, one must pass through the world barrier.

The Netherworld and the Immortal Realm are somewhat easier to deal with, but the Human Realm, because it is mostly inhabited by mortals, has an unprecedentedly strong barrier to its existence.

Let alone the River Styx, even if a saint were to personally come and try to force his way into the mortal realm, he would most likely have no chance.

The only options are to force your way in or reincarnate. But once reincarnated, one's cultivation level is hidden, making one no different from an ordinary person. How then can one accomplish the feat of slaying a saint?

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, come with me. I have my own way."

After saying that, he turned and flew towards the Netherworld.

Minghe raised an eyebrow and slightly curled the corners of his mouth as he followed behind Zhao Gongming.

The two quickly arrived in the Netherworld. Mosquito Daoist immediately rushed over to fawn over them, "Master, what brings you to the Netherworld!"

Upon seeing Styx, she was startled again. "Senior Styx, what brings you here?"

"Why can't the Ancestor come?"

Mosquito Daoist shook his head, "Of course, as the Lord of the Asura Path, I am naturally free to come and go as I please."

Zhao Gongming, too lazy to waste words with Mosquito Taoist, went straight to the point: "Is Consort Pingxin inside the hall?"

Even Mosquito Taoist couldn't make Styx enter the human world without reincarnation, but Lady Pingxin could.

Upon hearing this, the Mosquito Taoist became even more obsequious, "Master, Lady Pingxin is currently in the palace."

Arriving at the deepest part of the Netherworld and entering the Pingxin Palace, Zhao Gongming and Styx met Houtu.

Millions of years have passed, yet Houtu remains unchanged, still possessing unparalleled beauty and incomparable charm.

(End of this chapter)