Immortal Father
Chapter 411 - 411 148 If Hongjun Doesn't Slack Off_3

411: Chapter 148 If Hongjun Doesn’t Slack Off_3 411: Chapter 148 If Hongjun Doesn’t Slack Off_3 Second, there was no evolution of the six paths of reincarnation by Hou Tu.

Logically speaking, right after the establishment of the Ancient Heavenly Court, the establishment of the six paths of reincarnation should have followed.

However, the Ancient Heavenly Court was self-established by the Hundred Clans without the decree of Hongjun, and the six paths of reincarnation remained hidden and unmanifested.

Most of the tales of reincarnation in the world were completed by the souls themselves; powerful beings let their Primordial Spirits or residual souls live another life.

Third, there was no notion of the Three Pure Ones parting ways.

Li Ping’an studied a large volume of ancient texts and found that the Chanjie Dual Sects had no conflicts; as observers from the Human Race within the Three Teachings of the Taoist Sect, they always sensed unity and harmony among the teachings.

Moreover, most of the Daluo Golden Immortals between heaven and earth had gathered within these three teachings.

The prosperity of the Human Race was closely related to the Taoist Sect—mainly due to the Chan Teaching spreading the Dao.

Li Ping’an quickly summarized and inscribed a paragraph in pinyin on a stone tablet, then swiftly destroyed it.

[“Dad, I’ve found some fragmented records in many scriptures.

This Desolate Era should have a Hongjun.

The hierarchs of the Three Pure Ones both honored Hongjun as their teacher, but for some reason, Hongjun failed to do anything; he did not merge with the Dao, nor did he control the script of heaven and earth.

However, from the ancient times to the present, without the influence of Hongjun, the general development direction of heaven and earth is still the same.

In ancient times, Innate beings were active for a while before the rise of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin, representing the transition from Innate beings to post-Innate beings.

After that came the heyday of the post-Innate beings; the great battle between dragons and phoenixes ended with both sides suffering losses and after that, they strangely disappeared from this world, apparently hiding in the minor worlds near the cosmos.

Then there was the rise of the Hundred Clans, an entire Ancient Era thriving with the power of living beings.

It’s surprising that the Heavenly Dao was born only then…

and even that was due to the yearning of sentient beings.

After the Hundred Clans, it was the rise of the Human Race.]

Li Dazhi pondered deeply upon reading and then asked, “What if that one didn’t slack off?”

Li Ping’an picked up a second stone tablet and casually wrote a string of phrases in pinyin.

[Chaos chicken egg, Pangu’s birth, the creation of heaven and earth, Innate Gods and Demons, Pangu supporting the heavens, Mount Buzhou rising, one breath becoming the Three Pure Ones, the birth of the Witch Clan, myriad spirits cultivating, the first calamity of dragon and phoenix, the breaking of the ancient world, Hongjun becoming one with the Dao, Zixiao lecturing on the Dao, struggles for hierarchy, Hongyun’s death, the Witch and Demon wars begin, Nuwa creating humanity, Three Pure Ones establishing teachings, the grand vow of the West, the glory of the Six Saints, the second Witch and Demon war, water and fire clashing, Mount Buzhou falling, Nuwa mending the skies, massacre of witches and humans, Human Race catastrophe, Five Peaks watching the battle, Nuwa protecting humanity, Kuafu chasing the sun, Yi shooting down the suns, the Zhou Tian battle array, the celestial gods and demons, the witch alliance, the third Witch and Demon war, Hou Tu initiating reincarnation, reestablishment of the Heavenly Court, Haotian Jade Pond, the great prosperity of the Human Race, Taoist Sect flourishing, Three Teachings in discord, the Investiture of the Gods Catastrophe begins, all gods taking their places, Journey to the West slaying demons, the perfection of the Heavenly Dao.]

Li Ping’an thought about it and still didn’t dare to write the last few phrases.

Li Dazhi wondered, “Where did you see all this?”

“The Desolate Era, it’s the set path,” Li Ping’an shrugged, “That’s how they write it in the novels.”

Li Dazhi muttered, “Ah, that’s true; the difference is quite significant whether that one slacked off or not…

But, Ping’an, have you ever thought about what you would do if the Heavenly Dao kept suppressing you, preventing you from becoming an immortal?”

Li Ping’an sighed.

He looked down at the little White Tiger in his arms and gently stroked its fur.

Li Ping’an whispered, “Dad, I’ve thought about it, whether to bow to the Heavenly Dao.

But since I already have the path of Spiritual Metamorphosis, why not continue on it and see if there’s a day when I can break free from these constraints?”

“What if you can never break free?”

Li Dazhi sighed:

“This sentiment of defiance is somewhat excessive in itself.

“As you said, the Heavenly Dao of this world is not sentient; it’s the order incarnate produced by the resonance of the Great Dao and sentient beings.

“During my cultivation and enlightenment, I also comprehended the Heavenly Dao, and I have a faint feeling that the Heavenly Dao is not malignant.

“If you continually fail to become an immortal, your lifespan will ultimately be affected, as lifespan is determined by the Heavenly Dao…

The operation of all things in this world is already inseparable from the Heavenly Dao.

“Why don’t you try guiding the Heavenly Dao?”

Guiding the Heavenly Dao?

Li Ping’an laughed and said, “Dad, you’ve got the wrong idea; the Heavenly Dao was born from the operation of all things in the world, the old practices and inertia that the myriad things follow, which then gave rise to the Heavenly Dao.”

Li Dazhi blinked, “Fine, your reasoning makes more sense.

I just mean that if your lifespan isn’t sufficient, you should bow when you need to.”

“Of course.”

Li Ping’an placed the little White Tiger into his sleeves and constructed a small nest for it with mana.

“Dad, go meet the guests.

I’m going to play with Ningning.”

“Go on, go on,” Li Dazhi immediately smiled, his eyes crinkling, “Ningning is becoming even more transcendent, lucky you.”

The father and son got up together, ready to move forward, when Li Ping’an, with sharp hearing, suddenly heard a sound like a Jade Talisman breaking.

Ping—

Li Dazhi raised his right hand high, looked into his sleeve, and his face suddenly changed.

Something has happened to the Wei Yuan Sect!