Chapter 162: Killing Intent is also a Meritorious Body
The reason why Guangchengzi felt so strange was that the Man-Creating Whip, in addition to connecting to the destiny of the human race, was also connecting to the destiny of the Asura race once again, and had the same status as the human race in the Asura race.

That is to say, the Whip of Creation can also be used to hit Indra and Uma, the Queen of Heaven, as well as ordinary Asuras and Rakshasas. Similarly, no matter where one hides, one cannot escape a blow from the Whip of Creation.

So it can also be called Asura Whip, which is why Guangchengzi finds it strange.

The reason why the Whip of Creation can hit the leader of the human race and ordinary human beings is because Nuwa used this whip to create the human race. There must be such a person in the world who can punish any human being at will.

But there is no two suns in the sky, and no two kings on earth. Each race can only have one holy artifact of creation, and each holy artifact can only govern and punish one race.

Just as there can only be one soul in a body, other souls cannot enter the body of an owner unless the soul in the body is destroyed.

That’s why Guangchengzi lent the Creation Whip to the Ancestor of the Styx without any worry about causing any bad effects.

It is because the Whip of Creation already possesses the status of a human being, which is equivalent to having a master body. It will no longer have any influence on the Asuras, and the Asuras will not challenge the status of a human being of the Whip of Creation.

But the strange thing now is that the Creation Whip actually has the power to punish the Asura clan, and it has not affected its original status.

It is like a normal body suddenly having an extra soul, and it has no impact on the original body. It is really weird.

Guangchengzi had no idea what was going on, but the only thing that made him happy was that after gaining the power to punish the Asura clan, the power of the Creation Whip became much stronger.

This whip seems to carry some murderous aura, blending with the original breath of life. You are in me and I am in you. We grow together and the lethality increases exponentially.

This also gave him some guesses in his mind.

“The human race was created by the goddess Nuwa using the Nine Heavens Xitu mixed with the Life Spirit Water, so the Creation Whip, as a sacred object of the human race, is more than enough to protect life, but not enough to kill.

The Asura clan was formed by the ancestor of the Styx using the Nine Heavens Xitu mixed with the Three Lights Divine Water, and added with boundless innate blood evil energy. They were born with murderous aura and are the most murderous race.

Therefore, the Whip of Creation absorbed the power of the Asuras and became more powerful. So, should I create a race according to the type of power I need in the future, so as to make up for the shortcomings of the Whip of Creation?

In this way, wouldn’t the Whip of Creation become an omnipotent magical treasure, capable of doing anything?”

When he thought of this possibility, Guangchengzi was shocked.

There is no omnipotent road or omnipotent spiritual treasure in the prehistoric world, and even the innate treasures are insufficient. There is only an omnipotent great god.

But the Whip of Creation can replenish itself by absorbing the power of the created race. To a certain extent, this Whip of Creation is also a monk.

It’s just that the paths of cultivation between the two are somewhat different, and the Whip of Creation does not have the Great Dao to bless it, so if it wants to grow, it can only rely on the various races it controls.

As the race becomes stronger, the whip of creation will naturally become stronger as well. It can even be comparable to innate treasures, and it is not impossible to surpass them.

But if the race is weak, the Whip of Creation will also be affected, and its power will plummet. Perhaps in the end, it will not even be able to compare to an ordinary acquired spiritual treasure.

But these are not problems. Guangchengzi calmly put away the Creation Whip and decided to keep this sacred object of the race as his trump card. He will find a way to test whether this idea will succeed in the future.

Because the Asura clan’s method of reproduction is incomplete, the ancestor of the Styx has to personally operate the filthy sea of ​​blood, absorb the endless wronged souls, and produce a new generation of Asuras, so he has no leisure time to teach these new Asuras.

He pushed all the things onto Guangchengzi, the Shura Saint Master, and Guangchengzi had nothing to do recently, so he accepted this hard job.

Because of the influence of Yuanshi Tianzun, Guangchengzi believes that there is no order without rules. Even if you are a race that is proficient in killing, you must learn rules and wisdom, so that you can cause great killing.

Otherwise, if you kill them indiscriminately, it will only make the immortals unite to correct the mistakes, restore order, and eventually you will die.

However, after paying such a huge price, in the end, only some pitiful small killings were caused, which could not amount to anything at all.

As the saying goes, killing oneself is the worst, killing others is the middle, and killing by God is the best. Therefore, one must understand the operation of the heaven’s mechanism in order to use the hand of heaven to cause a supreme killing, which can be regarded as doing justice for heaven and gaining merit.

That’s right, helping the Heavenly Dao to cause the necessary killings is a meritorious service to the Heavenly Dao, and naturally one can gain virtue.

It is just like the ancestor of the Styx allowed the filthy blood sea to absorb filth. Although it made the entire blood sea even more desolate, the Heavenly Dao still persisted in rewarding the merits of the ancestor of the Styx. This is the reason.

The way of heaven never considers good or evil when doing things, it only considers whether you have made contributions to the great universe.

As long as you have made contributions, even if you have committed supreme killings or even caused the world to fall into ruin, you will still have great merits.

If it is in vain, even if you save all the creatures in the world, it will be nothing. If you are guilty, perhaps endless karma is waiting for you.

Guangchengzi does not think that the Asuras are a race born from killing, and that they must be covered in blood and have infinite karma. Instead, they can be full of merits, blessed by heaven and earth, and have tremendous fortune. This is the noble and righteous way.

Therefore, under Guang Chengzi’s teaching, although the Asuras still had endless killing thoughts and only thought about fighting and killing in their lives, they were no longer as crazy and ignorant as before, but became polite one by one. They could also restrain their killing thoughts and united against the outside world, but this was only an appearance. Deep down, they were still those crazy races.

For more than seven thousand years, Guangchengzi never left the filthy sea of ​​blood, but devoted himself to teaching the Asura tribe, which made this new race become much more stable and decent.

And when the ancestor of the Styx came out of retreat, what he saw was many Asuras constantly moving blood and qi from the sea of ​​blood, helping the ancient world to clean up the filth.

With the help of billions of Asuras, the originally filthy sea of ​​blood actually had a clear atmosphere. Although there were still endless kinds of filth, they were all clearly classified, and would no longer cause the entanglement of various filth and finally lead to the phenomenon of bad karma.

And because of their contributions to heaven and earth, these hundreds of millions of Asuras have a strong golden light of merit on their bodies. Although they have not formed a golden wheel, they are still majestic and precious.

They don’t seem like a race born with murderous intent, but rather like gods born with merit.

Seeing this, the Styx Patriarch sighed, “I don’t know whether it is good or bad to let you serve as the Shura Saint Master. You should be killing races, but now you are doing good deeds and accumulating virtues.”

Guangchengzi was originally absorbing essence in a sea of ​​blood somewhere to refine the Blood God Son in his body.

Seeing the murderous aura suddenly rising from the sea of ​​blood, he knew that it was the old ancestor Minghe who had come out of retreat, so he went to greet him. When he heard this, Guangchengzi smiled and said, “The old ancestor is wrong.

Even if a race is born with the spirit of killing, it does not mean that it must have tremendous karma. Killing is natural and justified. As long as the skills are appropriate, they will naturally be appreciated by heaven and earth.”

The ancestor of the Styx also understood this, otherwise he would have made changes long ago and would not have allowed Guangchengzi to do it.

He nodded slightly and casually threw a piece of gold paper with a pure aura to him. Guangchengzi took it and looked at it. At first he thought it was sent by Yuanshi Tianzun, but he never thought it was actually written by Laozi himself.

Although the above words are polite, the general meaning is to let Guangchengzi come to the coast of the East China Sea, where Laozi is waiting for him.

The old man of the Styx said: “I originally wanted to keep you for a while longer, but since Senior Brother Taiqing called you, let you go. This magical power is given to you.”

After saying that, the old man of the Styx slightly snapped his fingers, and a mottled and dim light suddenly shot into the center of Guangchengzi’s eyebrows.

Guangchengzi’s whole body trembled, and as soon as this faint light entered his sea of ​​consciousness, it immediately turned into various principles, and finally all condensed into a scripture. This text explained all the mysteries within the soul, and it was obviously the result of the Minghe ancestor’s practice of the soul over the years.

At the end of this scripture, there is a record of a magical power called the Decline of the Spirit and Soul.

The decline of the spirit and the decline of the flesh and blood that he had studied before had the same principle. There seemed to be a lot of possibility for them to be reconciled with each other. He couldn’t help but look at the ancestor of the Styx.

The Styx Patriarch said calmly: “This is my understanding of the soul over the years, and I saw that the decline of flesh and blood that you studied before seemed to carry the power of innate destiny. It is obvious that you want to fight poison with poison and use this to target something.

I don’t care who you want to target, but your flesh and blood has too many flaws and cannot compare to those end-of-life spiritual treasures, so I helped you study another kind of decline, the decline of the soul.

But these two tricks alone are not enough. You have five innate lucks, life destruction and end of catastrophe. If you want to fight poison with poison, you must at least develop five declines. As for the remaining three declines, I will help you think about it in my spare time, but more depends on you. “

Guangchengzi was silent for a while. What he wanted to target was naturally Yunxiao’s Hunyuan Golden Bowl.

The Hunyuan Golden Bowl is one of the rare spiritual treasures in the ancient world.

Doomsday, the fate of doomsday, is the end point of all endings. It is destined that everything will return to doomsday and everything will become nothingness. In terms of killing power, the Avenue of Doomsday can be equal to the Avenue of Slaughter, the Avenue of Destruction and other avenues. It is naturally the most evil, the worst of evils.

And to a certain extent, the last fortune greatly restrains Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang open up everything, and the last fortune ends everything, indicating that Yin and Yang will eventually fall into the last fortune.

This omen, which seemed like destiny, naturally made Guangchengzi fearful.

Guangchengzi felt the power of the Hunyuan Golden Bowl and prepared for the future, so he wanted to study the corresponding magical power of the last days in order to break through this magical treasure.

The Decline of Flesh and Blood is one of those magical powers. It is through the power of filth that he perceives and sublimates it into the magical power of doomsday. He uses yin and yang to interpret the power of doomsday, but there is still something missing.

At this moment, the old man of the Styx pointed out what was missing and helped him fill it, which naturally touched his heart.

It can be seen that although the ancestor of the Minghe River did not say anything, he had already regarded him as his successor in his heart, an existence of a higher level than his direct disciples.

After all, if a disciple dies, you can take another one, but there must not be any loss of a successor.

Seeing Guangchengzi remained silent, the Styx Patriarch waved his hand impatiently and said, “Don’t act like a child, and don’t make Senior Brother Taiqing wait too anxiously. I’ll take you there right away.”

After saying that, the ancestor of the Styx snapped his fingers, and a beam of water light immediately carried Guangchengzi into the void and quickly sent him to the coast of the East China Sea.

Looking at Guangchengzi’s departing back, the ancestor of the Minghe River sighed slightly, and finally went into seclusion again.

(End of this chapter)