Chapter 790
The Great Sage of the Wild Ox, A Prosperous Era of Immortals
Chapter 790 The Great Sage of the Wild Ox, A Prosperous Era of Immortals (Thanks to "Annoyed by My Lack of Talent" for transferring money to Zhang Yu 10 times)
In the wild bull's vision, the whole world was being cut apart, gradually splitting in two.
A long black line stretched from the sky to the earth, and the wild ox knew that it was the so-called pillar of heaven.
As the transformation plan continues to progress smoothly, with the concerted efforts of hundreds of sects, the world will eventually be divided into two parts: the part above the clouds will be called the Celestial Realm, and the part below will be called the Human Realm.
The Heavenly Pillar is the key to supporting the celestial realm.
With gurgling sounds, the wild ox quickly finished its rations for the day. It casually spat out the crumbs and stood up, ready to begin its work for the day.
As always, the numerous wild oxen together dragged the high mountains and pulled the Yangtze River, reorganizing the entire world according to the blueprint of the immortals.
Just then, a girl jumped onto the bull's shoulder and said into the distance, "There's a town ahead that needs to be relocated. Let's go help!"
The wild oxen knew that the girl was a Qi Refining disciple of the sect, assisting them in their work.
The relocation went smoothly, and the young nun was very patient and warm towards the mortals, always able to calmly answer their doubts and concerns.
Under the girl's negotiation and direction, each mortal, with the help of the wild oxen, safely departed with their belongings and headed to the newly arranged settlement by the sect.
The girl looked at this scene, stroked the head of the wild ox, and a look of relief appeared on her face. She said, "From now on, the two realms will be separated, and immortals and mortals will live separately. Mortals can live peacefully and no longer have to worry about being caught up in the struggles between sects."
"I heard that if I keep talking to you, you'll silently write things down, right?"
"Then you must remember, just as the immortals say, mortals are the fertile soil that supports the path of immortality. Only when the soil becomes more and more fertile can the path of immortality flourish more and more."
"Although we ascend to the path of immortality, we are still mortals, and we must never forget that..."
As she spoke, the girl placed her palm on the bull's head, and streams of her thoughts flowed through her body and into the bull's consciousness.
"Let's go! Let's continue the transformation plan quickly. Every little bit faster we go will reduce the number of mortals who get caught up in sectarian conflicts."
The girl's thoughts were transmitted into the sea of consciousness of the wild bull, allowing the collective consciousness of the entire wild bull to perceive her thoughts. This was the sect's method of controlling the wild bull.
Wild Bull didn't understand why the girl was always so energetic and enthusiastic, but for him, work was everything, and he didn't resist the girl's orders.
Unbeknownst to them, they leveled one mountain after another and relocated one village, town, and city after another.
On this day, the girl looked at the people who came from the sect and asked in surprise, "There's an exam? If I don't pass, I'll be kicked out of the outer sect?"
"You want me too?"
She asked in a low voice, "Does my mother know about this?"
Hearing the other person's answer, she nodded: "Were my mother and her tenant farmers also evicted? What about my father?"
"Was he among the first batch of unskilled laborers to be dismissed?"
The girl gave a wry smile, nodded, and said, "I understand, I get it. Sects have it tough too. If someone really doesn't have much talent, they should give up their position so that more talented people can embark on the path of immortality. They are the ones who can truly drive the world forward."
"Unlike me, I've spent a lot of time and resources, but haven't made much progress."
The next moment, she gently placed her palm on the head of the wild ox and said, "I'm going back to the sect. Wild ox, continue to complete the remaining blueprints. Completely rebuild this world, create a world where mortals can live and work in peace, and let more people in this world embark on the path of immortality."
After the girl left, Huangniu and the newly arrived sect disciples continued to work silently together until one day, when he swallowed his rations again, he smelled a familiar taste in them—the taste of the girl.
Familiar thoughts surged into his body and entered the collective consciousness of the wild bulls.
They witnessed the girl's struggle, her death, and how she was ultimately turned into food.
Not only this young girl, but also the thoughts of the Qi Refining cultivators who had cooperated with the Wild Bulls gradually flowed into the collective consciousness of the Wild Bulls, allowing them to see more and more scenes about this world.
The mortals were relocated to a gathering place arranged by the sect. After being inspected, all those who did not have the aptitude for immortality were executed.
Those cultivators who had failed to break through to the Qi Refining realm for many years were also executed.
Children who were deemed unqualified after birth and reached a certain age were also executed.
From the moment of birth, everyone is as if they are placed on an assembly line, sent all the way toward the path of immortality. Once it is determined that they do not have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, they will be directly recycled and become a cheap resource.
A large amount of mortal flesh and blood, mixed with a little bit of dried meat from Qi Refining cultivators, became the food of the wild oxen.
With the infusion of the thoughts of the dead, the once calm and still sea of consciousness of the Wild Bull was gradually stirred up, and eventually turned into a raging storm.
"Because there was no reincarnation system or a soul cultivation system paired with the spirit world, did that lead to... the Wild Ox's consciousness network being invaded and even affected by the wronged spirits?"
For some reason, this thought suddenly surged into Huangniu's mind, but the next moment, his consciousness was once again controlled by anger, pain, resentment and all sorts of negative emotions.
Roar!
As the wild oxen roared to the sky, they stopped their work and crossed mountains, traversed oceans, and climbed Tianzhu.
No matter how they were blocked or warned, they did not stop their march toward the heavens.
At this moment, all they wanted to ask was to voice the deceased's deepest grievances and final questions.
"Why? Why did you kill us?"
"Aren't mortals the fertile ground for cultivating immortality?"
boom!
The earth-shattering pressure forced all the wild oxen to their knees.
A high and mighty voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens: "Mortals are indeed the soil that can support the path to immortality, but barren soil cannot produce vibrant and beautiful flowers."
"That's why we need to fertilize the soil, and all the waste and the weak in the world are the best fertilizer."
"Through generations of nurturing and the survival of the fittest, the soil of mortals has become fertile enough to support a better world and to blossom into a magnificent immortal age that surpasses all ages on this land."
As they were speaking, a giant foot ripped through the sky and stomped hard on the backs of the wild oxen.
"What use would you be if you, the worthless trash of the world, were to unite as one?"
Roar! With a roar, the wild bulls' blood surged and their surging power erupted, as if they wanted to move away the giant foot that was falling from the sky.
Sensing the extreme anger of the wild bulls, the voice laughed and said, "That's right, just like that."
"Remember this moment when I trampled you."
"Remember this feeling of anger."
"This is your only reason for existence in the future."
At this moment, the wild bulls felt as if they had become giant furnaces, burning away the thoughts poured into their bodies inch by inch.
The anger, resentment, and hatred of the dead souls transformed into streams of pure and refined power, which were injected into the bodies of the wild bulls. This not only greatly increased their strength but also allowed them to go without food for a long period of time, and even expanded their consciousness network.
A sudden realization dawned on the Wild Bull: "This is the true form of the Wild Bull's consciousness network, capable of containing a large number of souls and maintaining its existence by burning them... It's called the Abyss of Souls, and perhaps this is the precursor to the Divine Power Network and the Spirit Realm..."
The voice from above continued: "Where there is suppression, there will be resistance. So I thought... rather than arbitrarily crushing your resistance and wasting resources, it would be better to make use of them."
"Just like now, use your resentment, anger, and unwillingness to burn away every last bit of your own remnants, burn away the last trace of your existence, and become fuel for the world's progress, and nourishment for the strong."
"This is your only value."
"You scum..."
Soon, the bulls found that their bodies, which had been driven by anger, returned to normal, and one by one they gave up resisting the giant feet.
But the anger, resentment, and unwillingness in their hearts seemed to burn endlessly, propelling the wild oxen to complete the sect's tasks better and faster.
All resistance seemed hopeless, and even the resistance itself, under the enemy's design, became a new source of profit.
A thought popped into Wild Bull's mind: "But what can we do?"
"While they are alive, they are useless, only fit to do hard and tiring work."
"After death, flesh and blood become cheap resources. Even the last bit of anger and resentment will be used until the moment they dissipate. What does the so-called golden age of immortality have to do with them?"
"Why?"
"Why!"
Along with a trace of resentment in his heart, a string of mantras suddenly surfaced from the depths of his mind: "...Immortals and Buddhas press down, all living beings are like grass...bones break, tendons shatter, blood dries up, marrow withers..."
"...Never surrendering even in the face of death, never regretting sacrificing myself, only then could my primordial spirit return to my physical body."
"I... am Zhang Yu!"
Enraged, a wild bull roared loudly, its bellow seemingly shattering his consciousness. He stood up, as if trying to forcefully push away the large foot that was pressing down on his back.
The next moment, Zhang Yu suddenly came to his senses and realized that he was still in the laboratory of the Imperial Law Pavilion. Everything that had just happened was like a dream and had disappeared without a trace.
He thought to himself, "What an overbearing Great Sage's will! I almost completely succumbed to it and completely regarded myself as a wild ox."
"If I hadn't finally let out that bit of anger... I don't know what would have happened."
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Perhaps this is a test? I must pass the test to break free from it?"
Zhang Yu couldn't be sure; he could only sense that as he broke free from the Great Sage's will, that will had transformed into a large amount of information and gathered in his mind.
The next moment, as the mental technique was being activated, the original 16 white oxen trembled slightly, and one of them showed a strange expression, with a glimmer of spiritual light appearing in its eyes.
Zhang Yu could sense that the information composed of the Great Sage's will had surged into one of his demonic offspring clones, forming a new will.
"Another one?"
Zhang Yu was startled and called out to it several times, but found that it did not respond.
Just then, Fu Ji asked, "Zhang Yu, what's wrong?"
Zhanxian asked at the same time, "You suddenly spaced out for a few seconds just now, did something happen?"
Zhang Yu then recounted his recent experience, and upon hearing this, Fu Ji exclaimed in surprise, "Before the 36th level of Kunxu was built? Such a distant era?"
Zhan Xian said, "I have indeed heard that the 36 levels of Kunxu were gradually divided, not built all at once. It's like building a skyscraper, constructed layer by layer, rather than building the upper 36 levels and the lower 18 levels all at once." Fu Ji then asked, "And is it true that mortals were eliminated?"
"If that's true, then this kind of selective breeding... doesn't it mean that the people of Kunxu now are all the breeds selected by the ancient immortals? They are already more suitable for cultivating immortality? But it seems that not all of them are geniuses."
Zhanxian said, "This memory is only a part of the whole. We didn't see the final outcome, so we naturally don't know the connection between the modern Kunxu people and it."
"But whether it's true or not, I think it's probably not just about selecting the best race; it may also contain some kind of imagery needed by a certain tradition."
"Perhaps at that time, some immortal wanted to use this method to establish a lineage, which led to the great event of eliminating mortals."
Zhang Yu asked in surprise, "They already have a lineage so early?"
Zhanxian affirmed, "My master once said that the existence of the Dao lineage... is far older than the history of Kunxu."
The history is too distant, whether it's the slaying of immortals or the story of Fu Ji, it's impossible to verify at this moment, we can only listen to it as a story.
The topic of conversation among the three quickly shifted back to the Great Sage's thoughts.
Fu Ji said, "This Great Sage's will sounds like possession, doesn't it? It almost changed your self-perception, making you think you were the Wild Ox."
Zhanxian said, "It feels more like a test than a possession."
"The test is to see if you still have the courage to resist in such a desperate situation."
"If you have it, then you have passed the test and left the information in the Great Sage's mind to you."
"If not... perhaps it's possession? Or maybe some kind of mind control?"
Zhanxian could not have predicted the other ending he had never experienced.
A thought crossed Zhang Yu's mind: "The courage to rebel?"
Zhang Yu knew in his heart that if he had just arrived in this world, he probably wouldn't have had any thoughts of resistance.
If it were the original Zhang Yu, who was born and raised in the area, he probably wouldn't have had any thoughts of resistance.
Only his past life on Earth, coupled with the arduous journey to the 11th level of Kunxu in this life, and the confidence forged through overcoming powerful enemies and difficulties, could keep a trace of rebellious will in his heart.
Just then, a soft bang was heard, and Bu Yingshu, who was not far away, angrily kicked the experimental table away, his face flashing with anger.
"Zhang Yu, come here!"
Looking at Zhang Yu who had walked up to him, Bu Yingshu coldly asked, "Do you think there's anything wrong with the immortal technique I just extracted from the 'Blood Tide Essence Holy Temple'?"
Zhang Yu thought to himself, "Even with your Void Refining Realm cultivation and the blessing of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] Dao Seed, you still think there's no problem. How could I possibly see any problem?"
Faced with Bu Yingshu's piercing gaze, Zhang Yu quickly said, "No problem."
Bu Yingshu then asked, "Then why can't I successfully reproduce it in the lab?"
Zhang Yu silently lamented his misfortune.
"It's one thing for me to lick your boots normally, but now you're asking me, a Nascent Soul cultivator, about a professional problem that even a Void Refinement Dao Lord like yourself can't solve?"
Just as Zhang Yu was struggling to answer Bu Yingshu's questions, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"The key points regarding the solidification and transformation technology in the 'Blood Tide Essence Sacred View' are as follows..."
Zhang Yu was slightly taken aback: "Who are you?"
The other person did not answer immediately, but replied after reading the previous paragraph: "My name is Huangniu."
Zhang Yu was shocked and immediately realized that the Great Sage of the Wild Bull had surged into the demon clone.
His mind raced: "Is it the same state as when I slay an immortal? Has another person moved into my brain?"
Zhang Yu tentatively asked, "What state are you in right now?"
Wild Ox replied, "Incomplete memory."
Fukihime then asked, "What is your purpose?"
The wild ox replied, "I don't know."
After some questioning, Zhang Yu and his two companions quickly discovered that there was something seriously wrong with this wild ox.
Zhanxian judged, "It feels like some kind of person with impaired intelligence, unable to engage in most daily communication, and only able to respond correctly to some structured, single commands."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly; this wild ox was clearly incapable of engaging in complex conversations.
Recalling the process of sensing the Great Sage's will just now, Zhang Yu judged in his heart: "Perhaps... I need to collect more of the Great Sage's will, and gather more memories and information, just like before, in order to make this 'Wild Ox' gradually become normal again."
"And in this process, will I also see more memories belonging to the Great Sage Ebony?"
Hearing Zhang Yu's analysis, Zhan Xian agreed, while Fu Ji felt a pang of worry: "Why is Zhang Yu thinking about more and more people?"
Thinking that first there was a disciple of an immortal, and then an ancient demon saint, Fu Ji felt that her status as a dignified evil god was a little inadequate.
"Damn, is the competition for my niche this fierce now?"
"Fortunately, this demon saint is temporarily mentally challenged... but it's hard to say when he will recover."
"Damn it, I need to build my own moat and create a unique advantage!"
Just as a rapid exchange was taking place in Zhang Yu's mind, and the thoughts of the group collided like lightning.
Bu Yingshu snorted coldly and said, "Haven't you thought about it yet?"
Zhang Yu's body trembled as he recalled what the wild ox in his mind had said.
"Although this wild ox has a damaged memory and can't communicate as well as an artificial intelligence, it seems to have a very good understanding of the technology that Bu Yingshu is currently refining."
Thinking of this, a sudden realization flashed through Zhang Yu's mind: "That's it, it was because I refined this immortal technique with Bu Yingshu that I was able to sense and understand the Great Sage's will under the blessing of the [Great Sage Researcher]."
So Zhang Yu listened to Bu Yingshu's questions while mentally asking Huangniu for an explanation, and then hesitantly began to communicate with Bu Yingshu.
Upon comparing the two, Zhang Yu immediately noticed the oversights in Bu Yingshu's refining technique.
Zhang Yu did not say it directly, but instead tried to guide Bu Yingshu to gradually gain some understanding in her heart.
"I understand!"
Bu Yingshu's eyes lit up, and power surged around her. Her originally pink and white hands trembled slightly, and in the next moment they changed drastically, gradually showing a stone-like texture.
This is a key aspect of the "Blood Tide Essence and Qi Sacred View," a technique for changing and transforming the physical body.
"Success!"
"I, Bu Yingshu, am indeed a genius of unparalleled talent!"
Bu Yingshu laughed heartily, his eyes filled with delight: "At this rate, with only a month and a half left, let alone a substantial breakthrough, I might even be able to completely reproduce the effects of the 'Blood Tide Essence Holy View'."
Thinking of this, Bu Yingshu lifted her foot to leave the laboratory and report the news properly.
But before leaving, she turned to Zhang Yu and said, "Xiao Yu, you did a great job. If it weren't for our long chat, I might have had to wait a few more days to get this done."
"Although you are not very skilled, your ideas are imaginative and have a unique and wonderful use."
After saying that, Bu Yingshu stepped on Zhang Yu's butt, then sent him 10000 Immortal Coins, saying, "I'm going out for a bit. You prepare yourself, and we'll continue when I get back."
After finishing her sentence, Bu Yingshu left the laboratory in a hurry.
Just as Zhang Yu was about to yawn on his hand after being stepped on, he looked at the 10000 immortal coins in his hand and thought, "That's 32 immortal coins. Even after deducting the loan debt, I still have about 10 immortal coins."
"This money, plus the cultivation points, is enough to buy another Martial Arts Thirteen manual."
Fu Ji shouted, "Good for Zhang Yu, you've got money again! This woman has no idea who she's sponsoring, she's just slowly draining her potential for immortality, and in the future it will be our turn to trample on her!"
"Heh." Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Fu Ji, you've been getting nicer and nicer lately."
Fuki quickly replied, "Hey, I just like to tell the truth, I just say what I think."
Zhang Yu happily accepted the immortal coins, glanced at the Dao Seed Chart in the "Feather Book," but unexpectedly discovered that the progress of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] in reaching level 5 was still 0/10, and had not progressed.
"Hmm? Is it because we lack some written summaries?"
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yu decided to summarize his conversation with Bu Yingshu and send a report to her.
……
Meanwhile, Bu Yingshu had already applied for a special line and contacted several elders of the clan, and together they arrived at the Dharma Realm Conference Room.
"Grandpa, this is my latest achievement. In less than half a month, I have completed the reproduction of the first technique of the Blood Tide Essence Holy View..."
Just as Bu Yingshu was introducing her achievements to her elders, she suddenly saw the report sent by Zhang Yu.
"Hmph, this Xiaoyu, although she is a person from the lower realm, is still quite sensible."
After quickly scanning the report, Bu Yingshu felt a sudden realization and felt that she had a complete understanding of the entire technical process.
But the next moment, as the progress of the [Myriad Laws Immortal Clan] increased by 1, Bu Yingshu's body suddenly tensed up, and she felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration rush to her heart, which abruptly interrupted what she was about to say at the meeting.
"Ying Shu? What's wrong?"
"No... Hmph... It's nothing."
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