I attained immortality in the real world.

That's what I want.

This is the intention of all sentient beings.

Making use of the wisdom of the world for our own benefit is undoubtedly the best state achieved by leveraging the advantages of our community.

But you are unwilling to use your wisdom for the benefit of the world. Don't the world think the same way?
Even among the very few cultivators who represent wisdom, it is difficult to reach a consensus, let alone among billions of beings with independent thoughts.

The woman in colorful clothes looked at the Azure Emperor and said, "Food waste is visible. People who have experienced hunger know how to save every grain of food. By extension, this is about resources."

"Whether it is renewable or non-renewable resources, massive waste of resources will prompt deep reflection and may even lead to spontaneous condemnation of those who waste them."

“But no one can see the waste of wisdom, no one can supervise it, and even if you have a lot of wisdom, you may not use it for the right purpose, and it will not cause any ripples.”

Xing Li also looked up at Fuxi and said, "There is no scale to measure wisdom, and wisdom is often born with the self. The higher the level of social wisdom, the more self-centered a person becomes."

"Like building the Tower of Babel, the higher the tower is built, the more languages ​​there will be, and the paradox of individual will and ethnic consciousness will be difficult to achieve at the same time."

The Tower of Babel is a Western fable. Legend has it that humans wanted to build a tower to reach heaven, but God, fearing their power, cast a spell to make them unable to understand each other's languages. Ultimately, humanity split because of this language barrier, and the Tower of Babel was abandoned halfway through construction.

The criminal law uses metaphors, with the Tower of Babel representing the collective wisdom of the group and language representing the expression of the individual.

"That makes a lot of sense, but is there a solution? One cannot lose oneself, for losing oneself is like losing one's life. Yet one cannot be self-centered either, for without race or kind, one is like a lone boat on the vast sky, where all creatures compete freely under the frosty heavens."

The bearded man joined the discussion, and the others followed suit, their modern consciousness colliding with Fuxi's ancient consciousness, engaging in a cross-generational exchange.

Chen Jing was no exception and joined the conversation: "Human power has its limits. In the past, orthodox knowledge was limited. It was hoped that a person could learn it all in a lifetime and then go further on that basis."

"When the sea of ​​knowledge becomes boundless, disciplines will be established, becoming increasingly specialized, allowing people to reach the pinnacle and achieve great things."

"When something becomes so complex that no matter how you break it down, the basic knowledge alone is enough to keep even a genius busy for a lifetime, then teams and auxiliary tools come into being."

"Then we need to raise the limits of individuals, including lifespan and learning efficiency. After all that is done, it will be imperative to improve the model of integrated intelligence, which is a higher level of the state of the Qing Emperor era."

"Seven thousand years is nothing but a cycle of reincarnation; for the entire race, it hasn't even resulted in an improvement of one realm."

"However, there are actually many ways. For example, during the tribal era, Fuxi opened his eyes and viewed people as if they were wild beasts, placing himself on a higher level than them. He then worshipped them as gods!"

Everyone rolled their eyes, ignoring the guy who was acting like an emperor, their eyes constantly observing Fuxi, recording his every word and action, and trying to decipher his thoughts at that moment.

As the progenitor of humanity and immortality, Fuxi's value goes far beyond that of a mere immortal spirit.

To predict where a pebble will land, you need to know its initial height and initial force. Fuxi's influence on all later generations is the initial force of civilization.

Chen Jing needs to know the origin of civilization in order to build a network of destiny, and others have similar needs.

Fuxi remained calm, withdrawing his gaze from the crowd, and said, "There's no need to rush to answer. I don't need the answer to this question. The one who needs the answer is precisely the one who needs to answer."

"It's already wonderful that this perfect celestial realm was created! It's a real shame that it's not operational."

"I will use the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Era to derive the heavens. This act is a way of looking back at the past of Fuxi, and perhaps some insights will be born."

Everyone quickly fell silent. Fuxi then grabbed a handful of dry grass, broke it into small sections about the length of a thumb, folded it in half again, and used the grass stalks to arrange a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) pattern on a stone. It was quite ordinary.

Just as the character for "person" is nothing more than a stroke and a dot, the key is what kind of understanding it conveys, and how much power the person who conveys that understanding possesses.

[Qian, Dui, ...]

With a gentle tap of his finger, Fuxi caused the Bagua diagram beneath his feet to expand, growing ever larger until it encompassed every blade of grass and tree in the heavens, its consciousness breaking through the barriers of the heavens. In terms of data, the Azure Emperor was the ruler of the heavens.

On a spiritual level, Fuxi is a celestial being without physical limitations.

Unhindered by willpower, the Celestial Realm, like a model in the palm of one's hand, was enveloped by the drawn Bagua diagram.

But that's not enough, far from enough. In the data realm of the Celestial Realm, the world consciousness is represented by artificial intelligence. Since it has no life, it can naturally contain all information, but it requires a huge amount of computing power to use.

On a spiritual level, the same configuration is required, including a spiritual world consciousness and the consumption of enormous spiritual energy.

"Buzz!"

In the Bagua diagram.

A cluster of flames suddenly ignited.

Before Chen Jing and the others could react, they were touched by the flames, but they were not harmed. They were just stained with a color and returned to the Bagua diagram.

At the same time, a giant mirage appeared in the sky above the cultivation world, and one could see the celestial illusion by looking up.

Wang Bulu felt a strange aura and was pulled into the aura without resistance.

A flame ignited between his brows, and he said softly, "The heavens have opened! A second world for humanity."

In a Taoist temple in Chongzhou, a young Taoist priest was playing with a chess piece: "This chess piece should be activated to open up the underworld and enter the celestial realm."

An invisible flame ignited between the brows of all players, converging towards the heavens and merging into the aura constructed by the Azure Emperor.

The essence of Qimen Dunjia is the formation of a game.

The scheme constructed by the Azure Emperor uses the heavens as its framework, encompassing everyone within it.

Even though no flames ignited between the brows of the native cultivators, they could still see the illusory sky above.

An elderly Taoist priest with white hair, his eyes brimming with tears, said: "Heaven has returned. Ascension to immortality is no longer a legend. When an immortal god is born, the path to eternal life will continue once again."

At the very top of the Imperial Palace's Star Gazing Tower, the Emperor and the Imperial Advisor were playing chess. The Imperial Advisor glanced at the sky and said, "This grand feast uses my Great Ye Dynasty as its food. Rather than being devoured by others, we should consume it ourselves."

For an instant.

Countless sparks converged into a raging inferno, and the heavens were instantly engulfed in a terrifying fire.

Grass, trees, mountains, sun, moon—all things have been forged in the raging fire, making the myriad phenomena of the heavens incredibly real and beyond the comprehension of consciousness.

The myriad phenomena, with the innate gods constructed by ten people as the seed, and nourished by the thoughts of all living beings, are growing. The divine positions are radiating a dazzling light, which can make the world solid and real, and even immortals who are not limited by the physical body can no longer see through it.

Cao Xian stared intently at the innate divine position, his gaze fixed on the weak divine position that could be conceived the fastest.

He glanced guiltily at Fuxi and exclaimed in surprise, "I've lost myself!"

At this moment, Fuxi's appearance is changing.

It became less real; auspicious signs, ominous signs, villainous signs, virtuous signs—all these aspects intertwined, emanating a hazy red glow. (End of Chapter)