novelTele Chapter 619 Jiang Chacha's fate is something no one can sever or change; it was her own choice.
Chapter 619 Jiang Chacha's fate is something no one can sever or change; it was her own choice.
Chapter 619 Jiang Chacha's fate is something no one can sever or change; it was her own choice.
Houtu walked up to the jade carving of Nuren, bowed to her, and looked at the Witch Spirit Staff placed on the offering table: "Rushou, where is the Venerable One who brought back the Witch Spirit Staff? Shouldn't he be in the offering hall right now?"
The male shaman was also puzzled: "You asked a good question. I don't know how to answer you because he was still here in the blink of an eye before you came in, but after he put down the shaman's staff, his body gradually became transparent and then disappeared. I've been looking for him ever since, and I can't even detect a trace of his presence."
Houtu frowned slightly: "Could he be some kind of evil spirit?"
The male shaman replied, "No, he is not a demon or monster, but a god, a god from heaven. I have felt his divine power."
Houtu frowned even more deeply: "He is a god from heaven, wielding the witch spirit staff of the Great Shaman Nuren, why couldn't he save her?"
The male shaman paused for a moment, then said, "Perhaps this is the fate of the female shaman!"
Houtu firmly replied, "Then he is not a god."
The male shaman disagreed with Houtu's words: "He is not a god. He has been in Qitian Mountain for a very long time, as if he has been there ever since Nüren sacrificed herself to heaven, and has been protecting her ever since."
Houtu was very sharp: "What protection? If he could really protect, the Great Witch Nuren wouldn't have died."
"She's dead. What's he doing guarding her body? Who's he showing it to? What is he trying to prove—that he's a qualified guardian?"
"No, Ru Shou, a truly qualified guardian would rather die himself than let the one he protects die. Therefore, he is not a qualified guardian, much less a god."
“A true god would not feel any pity after eating a sacrifice, much less guard the corpse of a sacrifice.”
"The Great Shaman Nuren is dead. For the sake of Wuxian Kingdom and all living beings across the land, she sacrificed herself to be scorched by the sun. This was her own choice, her own honor. This has nothing to do with the so-called guardian you speak of."
Upon hearing this, the male shaman shrugged and said, "Now that you've said that, I can no longer guess who he is, but one thing is certain: the Shaman's Staff recognizes him."
Houtu reached out and grasped the Witch Spirit Staff, holding the dull-looking staff in her hand, but she couldn't use it to channel her witch power.
She asked the male shaman, "Did that venerable one use the magic staff?"
The male shaman shook his head: "No, he has been holding it since he came down from Qitian Mountain. I took him to tour the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, and the last stop was Wuxian Kingdom."
Houtu put down the witch spirit staff and bowed deeply to the jade carving of Nüren once again. She completely regarded Nüren as an object of her worship and learning, and spoke to her, expressing her heartfelt aspirations.
"Nüren is a witch from all over the land. From birth, she has been working for the sake of all living beings in the land. When my abilities are as strong as hers, I will do everything I can to bring her back to life."
Chongming rushed over, trying to pick up the Witch Spirit Staff again, but found that he couldn't hold it and that his hand passed right through it.
He cannot wield the magic staff, his form cannot be manifested, no one in this world can see him, and he cannot communicate with others.
He could only watch helplessly as Houtu finished speaking and left the temple. He reached out to try to stop her, but to no avail.
After Houtu left, the male shaman rearranged his magic staff, bowed to the jade statue of the female immortal, and also departed.
Chongming was left in the offering hall. Looking at the jade statue of Nüren, he gave a bitter smile: "Nüren, you asked me to take up your witch spirit staff and use it as a medium to make my body appear in this world, so that all things in this world could see me. I took your witch spirit staff and traveled all over the Nine Provinces and Four Seas, but I did not think of Houtu, and I did not encounter Houtu."
"But when you put down the Witch Spirit Staff, you encountered Houtu and remembered that Houtu was the key to your life and the key to your reincarnation. Are you telling me that nothing can be sought after, and no matter what anyone calculates, it is no match for the whim of fate?"
"Isn't it said that gods can grant everyone's wishes? I am a god too, a useless god, unable to even grant my own lover's or my own wishes."
"Hahaha, what kind of god am I? What kind of winged Yellow Yinglong am I, the only one in the four seas, eight wastelands and nine provinces?"
"Ridiculous, ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"
Chongming burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face as he laughed, falling onto the stone ground like a cruel mockery of fate, a punishment from heaven.
He laughed and then collapsed in front of the offering table, sitting motionless like a stone statue.
The doors of the offering hall opened and closed, closed and opened again, as countless citizens of the Wuxian Kingdom brought fresh fruits and bouquets to offer to Nüren.
Their bodies passed through the bodies of the deep sea, day after day, year after year, for an unknown amount of time, and fewer and fewer people came.
Until finally, no one came, the doors of the offering hall were closed, and they were never opened again.
Chongming awoke from the deathly silence to find the hall covered in a thick layer of dust, which he tried to clean but couldn't.
He slowly got up, walked to the door, and walked out through the heavy bronze door.
The Kingdom of Wuxian was no longer as prosperous as when he sent the Witch Spirit Staff; it had become a nation of only the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, struggling to make a living.
As if struck by a thought, Chongming swept across the Wuxian Kingdom like a gust of wind, heading towards the Nine Provinces, the Four Seas, and the Eight Desolations.
Not long after he left the Kingdom of Wuxian, he saw countless spells, demonic arts, and spiritual powers intertwining and colliding, with shouts and cries echoing throughout the world.
The ancient war between the witches and demons is raging. Demons, witches, and various human races are all mixed together, fighting to the death, causing widespread devastation.
Chongming is an observer who cannot even manifest his form; he cannot help anyone or save any living being.
He was high above, like the heavens, watching the three of them fight, watching the blood flow like a river, the lives lost, and the souls left without a place to rest.
He came from the future and already knew that the demon race was the victor in this battle.
In the great war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the Demon King emerged victorious and established the Demon Court. The twelve Ancestral Witches of the Lich King were defeated; some died, some perished, and some were lost. He found Houtu.
Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, did not return to Wuxian Kingdom after her defeat. Instead, she rode her mount, Futu Qilin, to tour the Nine Provinces.
Chongming followed behind her, and kept following her.
The souls of the dead throughout the land, across the seas and the wilderness have nowhere to rest, wandering between heaven and earth, desolate and pitiful.
Seeing everything, Houtu thought of Nuren, the former female sorceress of Wuxian Kingdom. She came to Qitian Mountain, the place where Nuren died, and looked at her charred corpse that had remained unchanged for many years. She sat down on the ground and began to cultivate and comprehend.
Upon seeing this, Chongming trembled violently. The course of history, the events that had happened, were all proceeding in an orderly manner over time.
Houtu incarnates into the six realms of reincarnation...
Yes.
Houtu spent a hundred years cultivating and comprehending, and comprehended the Dao of Reincarnation and the Dao of All Living Beings. She abandoned herself and transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, thus creating the Underworld.
She saw the spirit of Nüren and respectfully asked, "Nüren, the great female sorceress of my Wuxian Kingdom, after your death, has your spirit been wandering throughout the land?"
The woman's soul drifted away like a phantom: "I am not wandering in the Nine Provinces; I am using my own soul to help souls weaker than mine."
"There are far too many souls and spirits in the land and sea. My abilities are limited. I cannot comprehend the Dao of all living beings, nor the Dao of reincarnation. I cannot contain too many."
"Houtu, the witch of my Wuxian Kingdom, you are very good, exceptionally good. You have comprehended the Way of All Living Beings and the Way of Reincarnation, giving the souls of all living beings in the Nine Provinces and Four Seas a place to return to and a place to repair their souls."
Houtu smiled slowly after being praised: "Thank you for your praise, Great Shaman Nüren. I have always been proud of you and have always believed in you."
The woman smiled back: "Thank you for your liking, thank you for your faith."
Houtu hesitated for a moment: "Great Shaman Nüren, your soul is unstable, and you are even missing a soul, you..."
The woman's smile deepened: "Yes, my soul is incomplete, and you can tell."
Houtu asked with concern, "Where did your missing soul go?"
The woman replied, "I don't know, but after death, the soul is incomplete."
Houtu paused, then said, "My Six Paths of Reincarnation can repair the soul. Do you wish to enter my Six Paths of Reincarnation and be reincarnated to repair it as well?"
"Of course, my Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Underworld have just been established and haven't officially opened their gates to receive souls yet, so they may still be somewhat unstable..."
Nu Ren's smile deepened, her eyes filled with loving solemnity as she looked at Hou Tu: "No, Hou Tu, your Six Paths of Reincarnation is the Path of All Living Beings, the Path of Reincarnation, the Path of New Life. From the moment you officially open the gate and take in souls, it will be stable."
"I have traveled throughout the Nine Provinces, the Four Seas and the Eight Deserts for many years in the form of a soul, and have helped many souls over the years."
"If you are worried about your path of reincarnation, the path of life, and the path of rebirth in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I can help you walk through the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
Houtu was overjoyed: "Really?"
The woman nodded: "Of course, you are for the common people, and so am I. We are both for the common people. There is no falsehood, only truth."
Houtu responded, "Alright, let's go down to the underworld now..."
Nu Ren followed Hou Tu down to the underworld.
Chongming followed.
The six realms of reincarnation are: the realm of gods, the realm of humans, the realm of asuras, the realm of animals, the realm of hungry ghosts, and the realm of hell.
Nu Ren became the first to be reborn in the six realms of reincarnation. She would be reborn for fifty years in each realm, and after fifty years, she would die and return to the cycle of reincarnation.
All six realms of existence have passed through three hundred years.
Chongming followed her, watching her go through every life and every incarnation.
The woman said to Houtu in the underworld: "Reincarnating with memories will affect one's judgment. One will subconsciously compare each of one's past lives, and when encountering acquaintances, one will subconsciously call out to them and offer help."
Houtu thought for a moment and said, "Yes, according to the ethical principles, if the father dies and the mother dies but the child is not dead, he will inevitably go to find him in the cycle of reincarnation."
"If there is no memory, the deceased parents are the deceased parents, and the born children are the born children, each unrelated to the other."
"Then let's make some medicine to erase memories, so that every soul that goes to reincarnation is a brand new self, and can only recall past memories after death when the soul has been repaired."
The woman nodded slowly: "Alright, I have a prescription here, you can try it, it might work."
Houtu watched as she drew the name of a medicine prescription in the air and instructed someone to find and prepare it. After that, she asked Nüren, "You were once the great witch of the Wuxian Kingdom, and you helped me reincarnate for 300 years. What do you wish to do in the future? Which realm do you want to go to? I will do my best to help you."
The woman smiled gently: "I have experienced the six realms of reincarnation, I have lived six lifetimes, I have experienced everything I was meant to experience, and I want to become a tree."
"A tree that can feel the world, yet is without sensation, pain, or consciousness, born and nurtured by nature, waiting for its opportunity."