Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 115 Qing Yi's injuries healed, and he broke through to the seventh level.

"Naturally, they risked their lives to break in."

Laozi's expression froze even more. Nuwa herself was guarding this place; this wasn't something you could just risk your life to get in.

He instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

But he couldn't figure out whether Nuwa deliberately let Yuanshi in, or whether Yuanshi wasn't telling the truth.

So Lao Tzu stopped hiding it.

"You and I, of the two Pure Ones, are of the same breath and of the same lineage. We, the Primordial Beginning, are unaware of the method to achieve sainthood—"

Yuanshi smiled and glanced at Laozi's exquisite pagoda.

Like siblings?

You have two priceless treasures, why didn't you share one with me before?

Why weren't you there when I was getting beaten up?

Now that I've become a saint, you're telling me we're all in the same boat? Even you—

If it weren't for the fact that I just broke through and had to consider saving face, I would have already snatched you away.

"The method to becoming a saint is different for everyone; it all depends on one's own understanding and enlightenment. I cannot help you with that."

"Enough of that. My disciples from the Chan Sect are still waiting for me at Kunlun Mountain. I'll be going now."

Yuanshi vanished in an instant, as if the wind was blowing beneath his feet.

That move made me incredibly envious.

A sage is a sage after all; he has already ascended to heaven in one step.

It was only then that Laozi suddenly realized the two glances Yuanshi had given him as he stared at his Linglong Pagoda.

Moreover, from beginning to end, Yuanshi never called him "elder brother" again.

"Arrogant!"

Lao Tzu was furious; at that moment, his desire to become a saint reached its peak.

I had long seen that Yuanshi was a heartless person, but I never expected him to be so realistic.

Their covetousness for him was so arrogant that they made no attempt to hide it.

It seems that not only can he not obtain the method of becoming a saint from Yuanshi, but he also has to be careful of Yuanshi.

"Can we break in by risking our lives?"

Lao Tzu looked at Shouyang Mountain and had some thoughts in his mind.

He was anxious, and even Zhunti knew the method to become a saint, although he ultimately failed.

But at that moment, Lao Tzu suddenly felt that the opportunity he had for himself among the human race was expanding.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the invisible barrier that had been protecting the Shouyang Mountain human race melt away.

"The Ten Yuan Society has arrived. From now on, the human race will officially step into the primordial world. Whether it is good or bad, whether we strive for progress or fall into depravity and corruption, it all depends on your thoughts."

"Go."

Nuwa's voice rang in the ears of the human race.

"We thank the Holy Mother!"

Countless humans wept uncontrollably.

From this day forward, they are sons separated from their mother, destined to live on their own.

Even though I had made full preparations long ago, I was still very nervous when the day actually came.

Lao Tzu never expected that he would encounter such a good time.

So it transformed into a streak of light and tried to approach the human race, and Nuwa really did not come out to stop it.

Lao Tzu was overjoyed and immediately transformed into an old man to blend into the human race.

"Um?"

As soon as I came in, I sensed that something was wrong.

"Is it Nuwa's rule?"

Laozi's expression changed. No wonder he felt that he was being suppressed. Even his primordial spirit seemed to be less effective here.

It's all because he's a disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

"Yuanshi, you deserve to die a thousand deaths. You have blocked the path for future generations."

Lao Tzu cursed inwardly, but thankfully the rule only affected him.

Anything is possible as long as we can make contact with humans.

At the Shouyang Mountain Taoist temple, Nuwa saw Laozi enter the human race.

"See, see, even if you travel again, it's impossible to become a saint now."

"It's time for me to return to Buzhou Mountain."

"However, the concentration of spiritual energy in this world doesn't seem to have dropped as dramatically as expected. What could be the reason for this?"

Nuwa was puzzled and prepared to return to Buzhou Mountain to ask Qingyi.

At this moment, Qingyi is measuring the Buzhou Mountain range with his feet.

"The Lich War has passed, but Mount Buzhou did not collapse. On the contrary, the foundation of the primordial world was strengthened twice during the war."

"No matter how much the concentration of spiritual energy drops, with the most fundamental existence of the Pillar that supports the heavens, there will always be a bottom line."

All things have a spirit, and the calamity of Mount Buzhou has passed.

At this time, he was also doing his best to help the primordial world transform spiritual energy.

Furthermore, the primordial world is still filled with innate spiritual energy.

From a macro perspective, major issues such as the overall decline in spiritual energy concentration are actually minor problems.

Qingyi sensed that the Primordial World was becoming more and more accepting of him.

He felt that he was now able to heal his injuries and that the lightning tribulation would no longer befall him.

Because the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man in the Primordial World all keenly perceived that the Minor Thousand Worlds he created would greatly benefit the Primordial World.

As long as Qing Yi allows the Primordial Golden Immortals of the Pangu Mausoleum lineage to integrate the Lesser Thousand Worlds into the Primordial World.

The primordial world will undergo a major transformation, and the concentration of spiritual energy will increase rather than decrease.

Especially Qingyi himself, who possesses more than a thousand minor worlds. If he were to integrate them all into the Primordial World, the benefits would be unimaginable.

Unfortunately, Qingyi will not release the Lesser Thousand Worlds until he resolves the issue of the Heavenly Dao's consciousness.

Qingyi's figure flashed into the chaos.

A blue light filled his entire body, transforming into a giant blue lotus.

The blue lotus, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, rivals the brilliance of the sun and moon in the primordial starry sky.

What is shocking is that there are several horrifying wounds on these green lotuses, and each wound points directly to the root.

"Heal~"

Above the blue lotus, thousands of illusory worlds appeared, each world containing a Zhou Tian Star Array.

The thousands of formations combined, along with Qingyi's own great magical power.

Countless chaotic currents of energy frantically transformed into spiritual power and surged into the green lotus.

The entire blue lotus looks mysterious and powerful.

The wounds on it healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even Qingyi, who had experienced countless years, couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at this moment.

He has severed his own foundation for too long, and he has been suffering from the pain of his damaged foundation at all times. He is almost used to this pain.

Now that he had suddenly recovered, he felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

As his wounds healed, his understanding of the laws also deepened.

The already solid foundation became even more solid at this moment, and there was a hint of accumulated strength finally being unleashed.

Cultivating when one's foundation is damaged inherently increases the difficulty of cultivation, but now the benefits are becoming apparent.

His cultivation level leaped to the seventh level of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Above the blue lotus, the number of illusory world images also suddenly increased.

One thousand minor chiliocosms — two thousand minor chiliocosms — three thousand minor chiliocosms —

A Middle Thousand World!

hum~~

The lotus seedpods swayed gently, scattering dappled sunlight.

The three thousand lesser worlds constructed by Qingyi are connected end to end, isolated from each other yet sharing commonalities, forming a new set of operating rules, which at this moment have fully grown into the middle worlds.

The bonuses to Qingyi are incomparable.

"The laws contained in the Middle Thousand Worlds are even more numerous, and the operation of these laws is not entirely the same. I'll be busy again."

Qingyi looked at the newly formed Middle Thousand World as if he were looking at an extremely difficult math problem.

It is worth mentioning that the Middle Thousand Worlds, which consist of three thousand Lesser Thousand Worlds, have completely separated from the Chaos Pearl.

The Chaos Pearl ultimately did not regain its original grade; it was limited, previously able to hold at most one thousand minor worlds.

In the beginning, Qingyi was feeling his way across the river, which is why he needed the Chaos Pearl as a vessel to carry the Dao.

Now, with the experience of Tongtian, Nuwa, and others, his injuries have healed.

I couldn't put the world inside me before, but now I can.

Unfortunately, Qingyi only managed to recover from his injuries.

Its grade still hasn't been upgraded to the level of a Chaos Spiritual Treasure.

Even now, the primordial world still cannot accommodate chaotic spiritual treasures.

Qing Yi looked at the Chaos Pearl in his hand. The Chaos Pearl in his hand had already fused with the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearls.

It has nurtured a thousand smaller worlds for many years, and now a medium-sized world has emerged from it.

Without conscious control, it now possessed some of the grandeur of a chaotic spiritual treasure.

"Be careful, if the Chaos Pearl gets any stronger, it won't be able to be brought into the Primordial World."

Qingyi plans to keep the Chaos Pearl hidden for a while.

"But it will be soon. The era of the Lich King has ended, the human race has emerged, and we will soon enter the era of the Heavenly Court."

Qingyi's gaze sharpened.

In his plan, the formal showdown with Hongjun would begin with the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

Once Hongjun and the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao are eliminated, the prehistoric world will usher in an era of great explosion under his control.

However, all of this still needs a driving force.

Qingyi turned his gaze toward the direction of Zixiao Palace.

The pusher he needed had already arrived in front of Zixiao Palace.