Golden Wheel of Merit is also a magical weapon... well,
it's not categorized as acquired or innate, but anyone with merit can refine it.
Of course, the more merit one infuses, the more dazzling and splendid the Golden Wheel becomes.
Simply possessing the Golden Wheel of Merit is enough to protect against all evil. Furthermore,
this treasure is a powerful means of survival. Anyone plotting murder or robbery would automatically back off at the sight of the Golden Wheel. After all,
even if one succeeds in killing someone with merit, the karmic backlash would be unbearable!
And it's because of the Golden Wheel of Merit that one can offset that karmic burden!
"But how do I refine it?"
Shi Tian wasn't sure how to refine the Golden Wheel of Merit. After all... I've never actually refined one before, so how would I know?
"Forget it... Just put it with Liu Zhi."
"Liu Zhi would be too lonely anyway."
Liu Zhi: Thank you for sending this living father to me!
"Om!"
Shi Tian finally tapped the golden lotus platform into his forehead, entering his mind and accompanying the willow branch.
As the golden lotus platform entered his forehead, the gazes of the great powers gradually dispersed, but... some still stared at him, as if trying to see through Shi Tian.
But Shi Tian didn't know that, despite opening his second cave, he was still a weakling. Even a Celestial Immortal would be dead.
Only then did he notice three others in the crowd who weren't from the Dashan Tribe. They also looked at him with smiles.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant,
the leader's mind struck a chord.
The three of them, along with Shi Tian, left the Dashan Tribe and arrived at the summit of a high mountain.
Countless immortal mountains abound in the prehistoric world, their undulating peaks resembling a falling blue dragon. The rolling mountains are the body of the blue
dragon. Legend has it that during the second calamity of the prehistoric world, the Dragon Han calamity, the Ancestral Dragon perished, its body transformed into an endless mountain range, like Pangu...
But whether this is true remains to be seen.
Shi Tian stood on the mountaintop cliff, gazing at the unprecedented beauty, his heart pounding with emotion.
"Young friend,"
a voice interrupted Shi Tian's thoughts. He turned to see the three men, still smiling at him.
But...
this time, they were seated on stone benches, and immortal tea was already on the stone table.
Upon seeing this, Shi Tian slowly stepped forward and bowed slightly to the three of them: "I, Shi Tian of the human race, greet our ancestors Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi!"
These three people were so recognizable: two men and one woman, all dressed in animal skins. The aura they exuded was incredibly powerful, as if a single breath could annihilate countless worlds!
Even if Shi Tian was a fool, he knew that his previous actions had naturally attracted the attention of the three most powerful ancestors of the human race.
Suiren nodded upon hearing this: "Please sit down."
He bowed again and sat down slightly. Ziyi looked at Shi Tian gently: "My friend, do you know the way you created?"
"Of course I know."
Shi Tian nodded: "The way I created is called Martial Arts!"
Shi Tian was no stranger to the Martial Arts. Perfect World had also followed the Martial Arts path at the beginning. And as he practiced martial arts according to his memories, and then the merits of the Heavenly Dao descended upon him, this...
even an idiot could see it, right?
He had perfected the Great Dao of Heaven, so the Great Dao of Heaven was willing to give him a piece of booger...
"It's just... I have a question, and I hope the three ancestors can answer it."
"Just ask."
After Youchao finished speaking, Shi Tian continued: "I don't know much about martial arts. At the beginning, it was just a few punches, and then I smelled the fragrance and was cleansed, and I couldn't control it..."
Before, as he practiced the martial arts in his memory, he could be said to be pushed forward!
Because in his own world, he was like a puppet, completely unable to control himself, and he completely obeyed the memories that appeared inexplicably.
Although he had initially delivered the first few punches of Bajiquan, he completely lost control after falling into his own world!
Suiren frowned upon hearing this: "We don't know what the so-called Qingxiang is, but after that, you couldn't control it. That's because you experienced enlightenment and were pulled by the Great Dao."
"It's a pity that the Dao you comprehended isn't perfect. Otherwise... your merits and virtues would have increased many times over!"
"Is that so..."
Shi Tian also frowned...
Since the uncontrollable state can be explained as the pull of the Great Dao, what about the Qingxiang?
What about the initial memories? ?
This is difficult to explain.
Even Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi couldn't come up with an answer.
"My friend, today the three of us would like to seek a method."
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Finally, Youchao couldn't help but speak: "You should know... Ten thousand years have passed since the birth of the human race. There should be tens of billions of people in the race, but..."
"We have not learned the Dharma, and there are only three of us brothers who practice!"
"There are many people in our tribe, and the rest of us brothers and sisters have either died or grown old, simply because the human race has no method to practice!"
"The great way you created in the past and now must have a method. Are you willing to pass it on to our people? Help us to protect ourselves?"
Youchao's words were so powerful and moving, leaving Shi Tian speechless!
A method?
Shi Tian had originally intended to teach the Blood Moving Realm, but... the method Youchao was talking about wasn't just a weak one, but a complete cultivation method. But!
Aren't you just throwing me into a fire?
What if I pass on the method, and Taiqing ends up slapping me to death?
Who will collect my body? Oh no... A single slap from him would probably annihilate the entire Three Thousand Worlds, let alone me. There's no way I could have a body.
Shi Tian was furious at the thought, cursing inwardly.
The human race has hundreds of billions, and that bastard Taiqing hasn't even passed down the Golden Elixir Dao. Why are you wasting your time establishing your own sect?
Isn't it just taking a portion of humanity's luck and snatching some from the Holy Mother Nuwa? Is that that hard?
"Three ancestors, it's not that I don't want to."
Shi Tian sighed: "You all know that the martial arts I created have not been perfected, and my method is naturally like this."
"So it's not easy to pass it on to the human race, for fear of the risk of going astray and becoming possessed!"
"So what?"
However, Youchao didn't care: "Going astray and becoming possessed is worse than being eaten by blood nowadays!"
"The holy power of the Holy Mother has long dissipated. Now we three brothers and sisters are in charge of the coast of the East China Sea, but the rest of the human race can only become the blood food of the cultivators..."
"Second brother! Shut up!!"
Suiren frowned and interrupted him. Youchao wanted to say something, but Suiren's eyes made him unable to say anything...
When Youchao stopped talking, Suiren smiled: "My friend, the method cannot be passed on, then... are you willing to learn martial arts?"
"Ancestor, the martial arts is not complete..."
"At least you can fight!"
Suiren stood up and looked at Shitian: "My friend, we won't let your efforts be in vain. If you are willing... I am willing to give you a wisp of the original flame!"
(End of this chapter)