Prehistoric: A Stable Life, Starting From the Journey To the West

You must know that as the third-generation disciple of Intercept, she is the most popular core elite disciple of the teacher's sect, and her status is only higher than that of Wen Hua.

Does she have no knowledge of this matter?

Given their relationship, why did she hide it from Chen Qi?

Thinking of the fate of Emperor Wu in later generations, of the wordless tombstone commented on by later generations, Chen Qi couldn't help thinking.

"So, what about those Jinxian, Da Luo, and those newly promoted saints~〃?"

Chen Qi spoke with difficulty, he didn't believe what he heard.

In fact, it is not the monks at the bottom who eat the biggest dividends in the expedition of the outer world. The higher the level, the greater the benefits.

The merits and luck are not cheap. In several battles, there were many people who were quickly promoted to the cultivation base, including Chen Qi himself who also received dividends. Without the fortune support of the Great Desolate Heaven, he would not have had so many adventures.

Pulling Chen Qi into this group of people is actually not very conspicuous.

Of course, other people also have the accumulation of thousands of years before, Chen Qi's rapid rise from a mortal in a short period of time, which is not the same.

The reason why Chen Qi asked that was because he felt that the newly promoted Jinxian, Daluo, and even the saints were fools, even jumping into it if they knew it was a pit!

Will Haotian God and the other newly promoted saints be like you?

"When I saw a new interest, I subconsciously thought that all future interests were like this." Wen Hua's answer was meaningful.

"As for those newly promoted saints, hehe."

Hearing Hua's voice, it means that it is self-evident.

"Brother Wen, that's a saint!" Chen Qi kindly reminded him, looking all over the Three Realms, the kind that can crush us with the touch of a finger.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, they don't have the time to pay attention to us now. They belong to the mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and they have no time to pay attention to our little characters."

"Oh, please enlighten brother Wen." Chen Qi was aroused by curiosity. Could it be that these newly promoted saints have any hidden dangers?

To be prepared, Chen Qi has nothing to learn from other than a system, so he has only a limited understanding of these high-level knowledge, so naturally he can't let go of the opportunity, maybe one day he will use it.

Wen Hua had always wanted to befriend Chen Qi, so he was honest with him.

"Brother Chen is not an outsider, let's listen to the little brother in detail."

Wen Hua first went out of the room and instructed the two Xuanxian guards at the door to guard him.

After entering the room and closing the door, he waved his hand and took out a set of banners to isolate the outside world from exploration.

With his actions, Chen Qi couldn't help but sit up straight and straighten his face. He already knew in his heart that this shouldn't be some kind of secret.

"Brother Chen, what I said below is a secret that only the direct descendant of my great sect knows, please don't spread it out easily," Wen Hua said solemnly.

Chen Qi is not someone who doesn't know how to lift up. Wen Hua is such a gentleman, he can't be a villain, and immediately swears to the way of heaven, making an oath of the way of heaven.

Unexpectedly, Wen Hua threw a question as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Brother Chen, do you know the methods of proving the Tao and becoming sanctified?"

Chen Qi doesn't know where he is, even if he didn't cross over, he likes to read online novels in his previous life, and he is familiar with the methods of proving Taoism and sanctification in the prehistoric world.

"'Prove the Tao with strength, cut three corpses to achieve Tao, and achieve Tao through merit. If I remember correctly, it should be these three."

This is not a secret, it is the knowledge that the monks with the lowest cultivation level know.

"Oh? Are there really only these three? Brother Chen, are you sure?"

Chen Qi took a deep breath and wanted to open his mouth and say yes, but he actually already had the answer in his heart, no!

In this outer universe, his travels and experiences in the misty world and other places, as well as his understanding of the Tao after becoming a golden immortal, gave him a deeper view of sanctification.

At least, from his perspective, practicing a law to the extreme, relying on the law can also prove Taoism and sanctification.

What's more, taking a path to the extreme, such as kendo, also has the possibility of proving the way.

There are three thousand avenues, and there are many roads, far more than three.

However, these three methods are indeed what the Taoist ancestor Hongjun said, the incarnation of heaven and the words of gold, is it false?

Fortunately, Wen Hua didn't sell too much.

"There are many ways to be sanctified, but there are only three allowed by the Great Desolation."

"Then, can't I be sanctified by relying on this other method?" Chen Qi didn't understand very well, practice is to act against the sky.

Even if you are the way of heaven, even if it is the whole world, why would you cut off my way!

Chen Qi believes that there must be a lot of people who think like him, whether it is in the past or in the future!

"Of course it can be sanctified, Brother Chen, you don't think that Honghuang has opened up so many Yuanhui from heaven and earth, and no one else has tried other paths, right?"

"Did they succeed then?" Chen Qi asked.

In fact, he knew the answer, and he knew the purchase by looking at a few saints standing in later generations.

If those people were sanctified, they would definitely not be anonymous, but would have already joined the chess game of Honghuang and became a chess player.

Wen Hua's answer was unexpected, "Some failed, and some succeeded!".

Chapter 25 The secret of the saint's immortality, the reason why the purple qi of Hongmeng is precious

"How is this possible that someone has succeeded? Then why is the current situation of the Great Wilderness like this? Where are those saints who have succeeded now? Could it be said that they were killed by Daozu..."

"Brother Chen, calm down." Seeing Chen Qi's excited look, Wen Hua quickly comforted him.

"How can I be so calm, after all, this is sanctification!"

Yes, after all, this is about sanctification. If other paths work, then Chen Qi will have a lot more options, and he doesn't have to spend all his time planning for merits, such as Hongmeng Ziqi.

After all, he is not an ordinary person. Chen Qi took a few deep breaths and immediately calmed down.

"Then, Brother Wen, where did the successful saints go in the end? Why aren't there any books or allusions to record their existence? This doesn't make sense!"

Yes, some of these people have been sanctified, so there will definitely be a few words of myths and legends left in the future.

However, the truth is no.

Not only in later generations, but also in the prehistoric place where Chen Qi lives now, there is no such relevant information, and there is no other person. Other monks have talked about these saints, which is not common sense.

Could it be that they were not allowed to live in the floods and were suppressed and sealed by Daozu Hongjun?

Chen Qi felt that the truth might not be so simple.

However, at this crucial point, Wen Hua did not explain, but acted as a riddleman.

"If the flood is like a big lake, and the creatures in the flood are fish in the lake, if one day, the fish suddenly jump out of the water and become people on the shore, then what will they do when they stand on the shore? Can we go back to the lake?"

Chen Qi was thoughtful, and the metaphor of Wen Hua was very obscure.

But obviously, the people standing on the shore undoubtedly refer to those saints who have successfully preached!

So, standing on the shore, how to get back to the lake?

You are no longer a fish, how can you go back to the lake?

Or to put it another way, you have been sanctified, how can you return to the Great Desolation?

Wait, back to Honghuang? !

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Chen Qi's mind, and he immediately asked, "Brother Wen, do you mean that those saints who have become enlightened have transcended this world and have completely jumped out of the prehistoric world?"

"That's right!" Wen Hua smiled, with a teachable expression on his face.

I understand, Chen Qi understands, how the saints returned to the lake again, that is - the reflection!

When a man stands by the lake, his shadow will appear on the water!

The saint is different from all things in the wild, and it is already a high-dimensional creature that is completely beyond people's cognition.

"I guess with your intelligence, you should have guessed it too, Brother Chen!"

"Reflection, the sage projected himself into the great lake of Honghuang by means of reflection. Our disciples have another name for this reflection, and that is the shadow of the world!"

"Shadow of the World?!"

"Yes, the shadow of the world."

Shadow of the World, as the name suggests, is easy to understand.

To send, to send. world, world.

The shadow of the world, the shadow of the world.

So, saints, what do you entrust?

Chen Qi directly asked his doubts.

Wen Hua smiled mysteriously, "Actually, it stands to reason that all things in Honghuang are possible, but the level of a saint is too high, and ordinary things are probably unbearable. If you want to exert the strength of a saint, at least the things you rely on must be This is the level of the Innate Spirit Treasure."

"Does it have to be a Lingbao, can't it be anything else, such as Heaven and Earth."

Wen Hua took a deep look at Chen Qi, "Brother Chen, you're right, God Haotian entrusts the entire heaven. As long as the heaven doesn't die, his shadow is immortal!"

Having said that, Chen Qi understands that this sustenance is related to the foundation of the saint's existence in the prehistoric times. In the end, it is sturdy and cannot be easily destroyed by others. Innate spiritual treasures have this characteristic.

Of course, it can also be the power, the territory, or even Taoism and sects.

Anyway, the harder it is to be exterminated, the more stable the saint's shadow will be.

But what in this world is immortal?

In Chen Qi's view, innate spiritual treasures can be wiped out, or even rebuilt to shatter their bodies.

Sectarianism can take time to slowly eradicate, and even the heavenly court of Haotian may not be able to change the dynasty and change the emperor in the future.

Even in the future, it is possible to say whether the Heavenly Court still exists or not. In the eyes of Chen Qi's cautious temperament, these sustenances are actually not safe at all.

So, is there a perfect sustenance?

I believe many readers have already guessed it, yes!

That is - Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is the proof of the way of heaven, a part of the way of heaven, refining him, the saints are equivalent to fitting the foundation of the shadow of sustenance in the way of heaven!

There is also that sentence, a sentence that later readers will relish!

Heaven is immortal, saints are immortal!

"No wonder, when Hongjun preached in the Zixiao Palace, he directly used Hongmeng purple energy to divide the holy position. It turned out to be the meaning." Chen Qi thought to himself.

It was only now that he understood the true meaning of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

It represents a perfect saint with no sequelae!

"What about the saints who were smashed by the shadow of sustenance? What happened to them in the end? Are they dead?"

"How is that possible?" Wen Hua laughed dumbly, "Brother Chen, the saint is immortal and immortal. A shadow in the lake disappeared, and how could it hurt anyone on the shore. But..."

"But what..."

"Without the shadow in the lake, the saint on the shore has completely lost the intersection with the world, and it is completely impossible to enter the WTO again. For people in the prehistoric era, I am afraid that it is no different from death."

"After all, if the shadow is lost, everything about him is cause and effect, the memory about him has lost the point, the words that recorded him will disappear, and his relatives and friends will no longer remember him, everything he had in the great wasteland. The footprints will be gone!"

Chen Qi shuddered a little when he heard it, he couldn't imagine that kind of scene, being completely forgotten, this is probably something more terrifying than death.

"What about those saints, where did they end up?"

"I have no idea."

"Um?"

Doesn't Intercept Sect also have a saint, why doesn't he know the answer to this question?

Wen Hua's body and voice became ethereal, but some disciples in the sect had asked Master Tongtian, the sect master.

When Tongtian sect master answered this question, he was very lonely, and his voice was low: "I don't know this, because I lost my sustenance in the flood, and the saints have no interaction."

"Perhaps, those fellow Daoists went to another place, another chaotic place where there is no one, no light, nothing.".

Chapter 26 The Fall of the Saint

"This is too scary," Chen Qi said.