The Witch Clan Provokes the Celestial Venerable's Hatred of Fighting and Requests

In the end, Tongtian couldn't help but earnestly instruct: "You must hone your Dao heart and realm more. You must know that 'cultivating only the nature and not the life is the first disease of cultivation; cultivating only the life and not the nature will make it difficult for the spirits of the dead to enter sainthood for countless eons.'"

But if one only cultivates physical life without cultivating the Dao, one will ultimately remain a brute and uncultured man. When a great calamity arises, one will immediately die and one's Dao will dissipate, perhaps even dying without a burial place, having needlessly shielded others from disaster.

Tongtian had done his best for his disciples, and Guangchengzi had a great deal of insight after hearing these words, feeling that his cultivation had improved significantly.

"Cultivation, cultivation, in the end all life and death are illusory. The physical body can be rebuilt, magical power can be regenerated, only the Dao heart truly belongs to oneself. So, is this what cultivation is?"

Guang Chengzi understood immediately, and a calm smile appeared on his face, peaceful and serene, like a lotus in bloom or water flowing freely. It was clear that he had made another great step forward.

Tongtian nodded slightly in approval, but when he looked down, he found that among the many disciples, apart from Duobao, Wudang Shengmu, and Yunxiao, the others all had casual expressions on their faces, clearly not having taken the words to heart, which made him sigh.

Lao Tzu also shook his head and said, "The Great Dao is easy to attain, but minor skills are hard to find. Third brother, your many disciples only love various supernatural powers and methods, but do not value the level of cultivation. I'm afraid they will also suffer calamity in the future."

Tongtian smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "I have tried my best to teach these disciples fewer supernatural powers and magic, and I usually only talk about various principles, but no one can listen to me."

Even though my second brother often sent me some wonderful classics, allowing many disciples to copy them, only my few personal disciples and the Three Immortals occasionally copied them; the others didn't even look at them.

I originally thought I could slowly train them, but the three of us have recently joined forces to observe the primordial world, and we've noticed a hint of impending doom. We don't know where it will manifest, and it's truly causing me great anxiety.

Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his brows and sneered, "It all started between the Wu and Yao races. The Yao race is one thing, but Di Jun is quite virtuous, willing to lead unimportant people."

But the witch clan really infuriated me. I agree that the twelve ancestral witches were indeed descendants of Pangu, but what was most hateful was that the witch clan also considered themselves descendants of Pangu.

If they could truly manage the prehistoric world, that would be one thing, but instead, each of them considers themselves extraordinary, believing that the prehistoric world is a plundering arena created by Pangu for them, and that they can take whatever they want from all living beings in the prehistoric world.

They'll attack and kill at the slightest provocation; their arrogance has reached its peak. Even some fellow cultivators have been harassed. It seems another great calamity involving dragons and phoenixes is on the horizon.

Laozi and Tongtian were quite displeased with the mention of the Witch Clan, as they had never seen such an arrogant race before.

The Wu tribe was born from the earth and was transformed from some of Pangu's impure blood, while the Twelve Ancestral Witches were derived from the essence of Pangu's heart and blood, so their origins are quite remarkable.

But whether it was due to being tainted by the evil energy of the earth or something else, in any case, every member of the witch clan was known for their explosive temper.

He regarded life and death as nothing, believing that death was nothing more than returning to the embrace of the Father God Pangu. He also felt extreme disgust towards the many gods of the primordial world, believing that they had encroached on the territory given to them by the Father God.

Some members of the Wu tribe, oblivious to the danger, actually dared to come to Kunlun Mountain to demand an explanation from the Three Pure Ones, questioning why they, who were also descendants of Pangu, did not come to help the Wu tribe.

Fortunately, there were younger members like Duobao, each with extraordinary skills. In just a few moves, they shattered the witch clan members to pieces.

Then the Three Pure Ones joined forces and went to Buzhou Mountain. In front of all the gods, they smashed all twelve Ancestral Witches one after another, which barely stopped the arrogance of the Witch Clan and let them know that there are people beyond people and mountains beyond mountains.

The sudden appearance of such a thing disgusted the Three Pure Ones, who wished they could annihilate it.

"The affairs of the outside world are none of our concern. We only need to keep an eye on Kunlun Mountain and these younger generations," Lao Tzu said.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian nodded in agreement. In any case, even if they wanted to fight for power, they had no help to guard their territory, so they would just keep Kunlun Mountain in check.

Just as Tongtian was about to say something more, Jin Guangxian, who had not yet sat down, began to speak loudly.

"I agree with what Master said, but I also feel that Dao heart and combat are equally important. The Great Dao is important, but the art of protecting the Dao is equally important."

If one only cultivates the Dao mind and not the power of magic, even if one has countless Dao skills in one's heart, if someone comes to one's door and uses force to suppress one, one will be at a loss.

Even if one could witness the sun and moon decay while one's Dao heart remains immortal, and see heaven and earth perish while one's Dao heart remains unyielding, wouldn't one still die under the influence of supernatural powers and magic?

Jin Guangxian said with a face full of indignation, his dislike for Guang Chengzi practically written all over his face.

Upon first hearing this, many members of the Shangqing sect felt it made a lot of sense. After all, they found it hard to accept that their years of cultivation had been in vain, so they naturally wanted to argue against it.

"I think Senior Brother Jin Guangxian is right. We can't just look at their Dao heart; we also have to look at their combat ability."

"I think combat is more important than Dao heart. After all, Dao heart cultivation cannot be transformed into divine abilities and techniques. If you encounter an enemy and die, what's the use? Only by surviving can you continue to refine your Dao heart."

"That is indeed the case. The Great Dao is important, but the techniques for protecting it are equally important. Without protective techniques, if the Great Dao is directly destroyed, no matter how firm one's mind is, it will be useless."

The crowd began to whisper among themselves, but they all leaned towards agreeing with Jin Guangxian's words.

Only Guang Chengzi and Duobao remained calm. Both of them had indifferent expressions, especially Guang Chengzi, who seemed completely unconcerned, as if the conversation wasn't about him at all.

Duobao sighed inwardly, thinking that Jin Guangxian was really too stupid.

Which is more important, the Dao heart or the battle of magic? No one can give an answer to this, but now they are meeting the Three Pure Ones, the great gods standing at the pinnacle of the primordial world!

For such a great master, the Dao heart is naturally more important, while Dao techniques are completely insignificant. That is why he values ​​Guang Chengzi more.

He speaks differently depending on who he meets. He dares to spout such nonsense in front of the Three Pure Ones. Duobao really doesn't know how Jin Guangxian survived before becoming a disciple of Tongtian.

With a mouth like that, won't someone slap you to death?

The Three Pure Ones would naturally not refute Jin Guangxian in public. What kind of status did they have? Would they care about the words of a junior? That would be truly shameful.

So Tongtian simply nodded slightly and then gestured for Jin Guangxian to sit down.

Unexpectedly, a dark light flashed in Jin Guangxian's eyes, and he said in a harsh voice, "Reporting to Master, I have heard that Senior Brother Guang Chengzi has also traveled in the wilderness, and I am itching to learn from him. I would like to ask Second Uncle for permission!"