Chapter 388: Extra : Goodbye or Never See You Again (Jiao Ming/Lao Jun)

In the Lingxiao Palace, Emperor Jun, who had just ascended the throne, was working hard to review memorials.

The number of memorials and the complexity of the affairs were such that even Emperor Jun, who possessed the “Innate Power Holy Body”, was deeply troubled by it:

First of all, it is an issue of unity among all people. If a regime wants to exist stably, although it needs sufficient military strength to maintain itself, it cannot be maintained by force only through high-pressure means. In the final analysis, it still requires the people under its command to identify with each other so that everyone can unite spontaneously.

And this was indeed Emperor Jun’s plan. He would first unify all the regimes in the ancient world by force, then promote cultural exchanges to achieve the goal of bridging the historical contradictions among various ethnic groups. Finally, all the living creatures in the world would become one family, and everyone would happily make dumplings together!

But although the plan was great, it encountered many setbacks in execution and almost died…

the reason is simple:
Deep down, everyone disagrees with the concept of equality among all living beings!

Damn it, although our “Common Ancestor of All Spirits” was stabbed in the back by Luohou in the end, if it weren’t for the huge loss caused by him killing the ancestors of the three tribes, how could that little jerk Luohou have harmed the Common Ancestor of All Spirits? !

The ancestors of the three tribes bear at least 80% of the responsibility!
Besides, we were fighting against the three tribes at that time, and the battle was fierce and chaotic. I don’t know how many people died on both sides. The hatred was so deep that neither side could let it go easily.

What do you, Di Jun, know about this kind of hatred? You are an “alien bird” that came down from the sun. Can you really do it by simply saying “let go of hatred”?
If not for the fact that everyone sees that you and the common ancestor of all spirits have the same fire, and thinks that you two may be somewhat related, and thus “love the house and the dog”, and become a little close to you, the crow, I’m afraid they would have fought with you a long time ago!
In short, Wan Ling’s attitude is:

Stay together as a family? No way!

Unless the remnants of the three tribes and the three ancestors cut ties!
After all, every grievance has its perpetrator, and the main reason for the Wanling War was that the three war criminals, the Three Ancestors, insisted on causing trouble. Now that the Three Ancestors are dead, everyone’s hatred is gone. As long as the remaining people of the three tribes cut ties with the Three Ancestors, then they can talk.

But the problem is that the survivors of the three tribes are unwilling to make the separation:

After all, no matter how useless the Third Ancestor is, he is still the source of everyone’s spiritual wisdom. How can this relationship be severed?

Furthermore, facing the innate hostility of all spirits, the survivors are all in danger. If they want to survive, they must take the Three Ancestors as their spiritual belief to unite their people. If they rashly cut ties with the Three Ancestors, wouldn’t everyone become a pile of loose sand, at the mercy of others? !
Therefore, Emperor Jun was troubled by this, and the unity of all living beings was far away…

Secondly, it is the attitude of the Taoist Ancestor.

Di Jun was very annoyed:
Daozu supported himself in unifying the ancient world on the surface, but apart from the orthodox title of “Emperor of Heaven”, he had no actual support!

The myriad tribes that are divided across the world need him to personally pacify and govern them.

The military support for the Heavenly Court needs to be provided by him and his whole family. It is not enough for his three siblings to work as slaves. In order to always maintain the absolute strength of the Heavenly Court, he has to find a few loyal followers and even marry others!

In addition to the above two items, he still had many other problems, and he had to solve all of them himself. The almighty Daozu would not give him even a dime of help…

It’s so hard for me!

Di Jun made a bitter face:
It’s okay now, but when my classmates become stronger in the future, will I really be able to keep my Heavenly Palace stable?

Daozu, what exactly is your attitude? !

Emperor Jun was in a state of confusion, and his face was distorted as he reviewed the piles of memorials…

……

At the same time that Di Jun was feeling depressed, the Zixiao Palace in Tianwai Tian was falling into silence.

The Taoist master in purple robe sat alone on the cushion. Although his empty eyes could not reflect any scenery of the ancient world, he was clearly paying attention to all the changes between heaven and earth.

He could see the distressed Di Jun in the Lingxiao Palace, as well as the students and disciples, the hostile spirits and the survivors of the three tribes, and even more so… the mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, and islands.

Since the day when he opened up the Zixiao Palace, he has been quietly watching the vast world. Every living being and every place are deeply reflected in his heart.

As for why we look at Honghuang like this?

In fact, He Himself couldn’t explain it clearly.

Maybe it was because he loved the ancient world so much. After all, the reason he became a saint was to protect the world and save all the ancient spirits who were about to be enslaved by the Three Ancestors for countless epochs from their predetermined fate.

But this reason could not convince Himself, because although He did have great love for all creatures in the prehistoric world, He would not stare at the entire prehistoric world every day.

In addition, if He really loved all living beings so much, then during the “Ancient War” after the death of the Third Ancestor and the Ancestor of All Spirits, He would not have sat idly by and gone into seclusion for a long time in order to become a saint!

Even after becoming a saint, He did not use His saintly power to quell the chaos of the prehistoric world. Instead, He just found a little Golden Crow to serve as a beast of burden, and did not even provide any practical assistance. He only gave Him the right to claim the title of “Emperor of Heaven”. He was so stingy that He could not be stingier…

All signs indicate that He certainly loves the ancient world, but not as deeply or extremely as one might imagine.

In fact, He is more of a normal person who cannot bear to see the world in chaos but is unwilling to be a slave.

So, why does He always look at the universe and all living things?

He thought for a moment:

Perhaps, it is to see as many traces of someone as possible…

That person had been dead for a long time, and his death was so clean that even his true spirit, which should have been indestructible, was gone. This completely overturned His cognition!

It was precisely because he died too cleanly that even He, as a saint, could not save him.

So much so that later on, when He wanted to remember him, He could only focus on the entire prehistoric world and try to find traces of him…

Fortunately, his traces are not difficult to find. Whether it is the myriad spirits enlightened by him or the scars in heaven and earth caused when he achieved quasi-sainthood, they are all spread all over the ancient world!
All spirits are praising this great common ancestor of all spirits, and heaven and earth are also recording this most outstanding and excellent child.

Bird-shaped veins, bird-shaped hills, bird-shaped islands, bird-shaped rivers, lakes and seas, and even the natural transformation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will all transform into a red bird!

He has long been dead, yet he is immortal. All living things and the heaven and earth still remember him, and will remember him forever…

“But, you died after all.”

Daozu sighed softly, and countless past events were reflected in his eyes:
The free bird that disliked killing was forced towards death by the Third Ancestor, and finally turned into a desperate sun, burning out the most violent flames with its life, burning to death the Third Ancestor who made it unfree, and also burning to death itself who was already unfree.

At the last moment of his life, he was so kind that he asked Luohou to stab him to death, and attributed all the sins of the world to Luohou, just because he wanted to leave him the qualification and righteousness to become a saint…

Thinking of this, Hongjun fell into self-torture: “Killing fellow Taoist, was it Luohou’s idea, or… my idea?”

Although Luohu has an innate evil spirit, it is essentially an “evil corpse” formed by the division of its own true spirit, so it is actually itself.

The evil corpse has no real autonomy, and all its actions are tacitly approved by the entity.

If I had not acquiesced at that time, Luohu would never have taken action!

Therefore, it was He who killed Jiao Ming, and His subsequent anger was also an act, because only if the play is performed well can the sainthood be obtained…

After figuring out this fact that he had been unwilling to figure out, Daozu couldn’t help but laugh at himself:
I acted so well that even I couldn’t tell whether it was real or fake. I am indeed the best actor…

So far, I have got everything:
Sainthood, Taoist ancestor, righteousness, and fame!
He created a new era with his brilliant light and became the great savior admired by all living beings, without a single black spot on his body.

No one will ever know how dark the truth was back then, and no one will ever know what really happened back then.

The world only knows the official history of the Heavenly Court:
In the past, the common ancestor of all spirits killed the three ancestors, was seriously injured, and was attacked by Luohou, and even died… Then the Taoist ancestor came out from Yujing Mountain and launched a crusade against the despicable and shameless Demon Ancestor. In the end, he killed the demon and proved his Dao, and the prehistoric world was at peace…

How perfect! How just!
But does He really have no psychological burden at all?
Daozu lowered his head, looking at the traces left by the old friends, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, He spoke to Himself:

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“…You once said that you are the protagonist who can come back to life infinitely. This life is just your second life. After you die, you will have a third life, a fourth life… until you complete that mission.”

“Many years have passed now. Perhaps you have completed that mission and have lived forever in that world, free and unrestrained…”

“Or maybe, you are still reincarnating endlessly until you find a truly perfect ending…”

“But no matter what, I will remember you and wait for you forever.”

“There will always be a holy seat reserved for you, and there will always be a fellow Taoist who cares about you…”

“Remember, come back early.”

He talked to himself.

After that, there was no sound in Zixiao Palace, just as it had been for so many years.

……

Jiao Ming’s three generations of prehistoric times.

Zhao Si was looking at his phone in confusion.

“what happened?”

Seeing this, the Third Generation Hongjun asked cautiously:
“Is it still impossible to revive fellow Taoist?”

He was busy for a long time in order to resurrect Jiao Ming.

In these several “Wars of All Realms Against Heaven”, he has been present every time and always rushed to the front. Not only did he beat up the Heavenly Dao of another world, he even beat up his other self in that world without hesitation!
The Jade Book of Fortune swung round and slapped the old man in the face, hitting him so hard…

Why does He work so hard?
Of course, it is to resurrect Jiao Ming.

As a game player, Zhao Si now has the authority to resurrect Jiao Ming!
He believed that as long as he worked hard enough, the great Prison Zhao would definitely use the tangible system to help him realize this small wish…

Zhao Si put down his phone with a strange look on his face:

“Nothing… there’s just someone else who thinks the same as you…”

what?
Hongjun was stunned, not quite understanding…

Zhao Si thought about it and said seriously:

“It’s not difficult to revive Jiao Ming. I can create a new Jiao Ming out of nothing…”

“No!”

As soon as he said this, Hongjun shook his head and said seriously:

“That’s not a fellow Taoist, that’s just a replica! I don’t want a fellow Taoist like that.”

Hearing this, Zhao Si was not surprised:
“That’s fine. As long as I find his true spirit, I can truly revive him, not just a replica.”

“However, Jiao Ming’s true spirit has already been divided into two, and each has formed a new consciousness. They will not be willing to sacrifice their own…”

“Besides, Jiao Ming would never put his resurrection at the expense of others’ deaths. Even if they are willing to sacrifice themselves, the resurrected Jiao Ming will commit suicide again… You know his temper.”

“I……”

These words made Hongjun feel powerless:
Yes, a fellow Taoist who pursues freedom wholeheartedly cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. Even if he is resurrected, he will commit suicide.

This is his biggest shortcoming, but also his most unforgettable characteristic. It is precisely because he is such a person that Hongjun regards him as a fellow Taoist…

“Is there really no other solution?”

He murmured to himself, is the hope that he had finally obtained going to turn into despair?
“No.”

Zhao Si shook his head, but smiled and said:
“But if you just want to see him, that’s not impossible…”

“Wait, I’ll go help you right now…help you realize your dream!”

……

(End of this chapter)