The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

After the thunder dissipated, it was the familiar space of choosing a path.

Just like last time, this time we had to go to the Dao Selection Space through the Heavenly Ladder.

Walking on the ladder to heaven, Hu Xingtong looked down at the world for the first time. At this moment, she stood at the top of the world, looking at the tiny creatures under her feet.

The monks have very good eyesight and can see things clearly thousands of miles away. However, Hu Xingtong wanted to take a closer look at this world created by himself.

Therefore, she opened her scanning eyes, allowing her sight to penetrate through the layers of clouds and mist and reach every corner of the earth.

She saw the bustling city, where smoke curled up, traffic was heavy, and people lived busy and orderly; she saw the quiet countryside, where there were green trees, flowing water, and children chasing and playing in the fields; she also saw the vast forest, where there were towering ancient trees, flocks of birds and beasts, and the breath of nature was rich and pure.

An inexplicable emotion welled up in Hu Xingtong's heart. This was the first time she felt the pulse of the world she had created. Every life, every piece of land, was closely connected to her, as if she were the heart of this world, beating and sustaining everything.

Her gaze continued to move, passing through the desolate desert, crossing the cold and icy Hanlu Mountain, and finally resting on a vast blue ocean. Waves gently lapped the shore, seagulls soared freely in the sky, and in the deep sea, countless lives swam silently.

When her eyes swept across the territory of the Central Region, she didn't know if it was her illusion, but she felt a familiar gaze, which seemed to have been staring at her position for a long time.

Hu Xingtong took a deep breath. She could feel every detail of this world, every breath of life. She knew that although this world was created by her, it already had its own life, its own rules, and its own cycle.

She retracted her scanning eye, her heart filled with emotion. She had never considered herself the master of creation, only that she was powerful and great. Perhaps it was her good fortune to have the ability to create everything.

She continued to advance along the ladder, each step firm and powerful. She knew that behind her were all the living beings in this world. If she was destined to fail, it could not be because of her own choice.

At the end of the ladder, the door to the space of choice slowly opened, and Hu Xingtong stepped in. Her figure gradually disappeared in the light, but the spark in her heart had already become a prairie fire.

The Zedao space was still as dazzling as ever, with various colored spiritual lights constantly approaching Hu Xingtong, as if they were all vying for her favor.

The last time she came, she didn't care about it, but now she understood the reason. She looked at these little lights with love, as if she were looking at the children she had raised.

[Xingxing, stop playing.] Chen Wu reminded him, and Hu Xingtong finally noticed the time.

After saying goodbye to those spiritual lights, he walked straight into the depths.

Still in that desolate and mysterious place, Hu Xingtong once again saw the spiritual light representing the Way of Compassion and the Way of Return to Truth. This time, when she walked forward and wanted to feel it more carefully, pictures in front of her eyes flashed like slides.

Chen Wu's voice followed closely behind: [Xingxing, feel your memories.]

Hu Xingtong slowly closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness into this memory.

"Senior, aren't the path choice and the direction of cultivation the same thing?" Hu Xingtong looked at the information sent by the senior on the computer. There were many settings densely written in it, and there were notes after each setting, as if he was afraid that people would not understand it.

"There is a difference. Choosing a path is a kind of heartfelt desire, similar to the direction of life, while the direction of cultivation is a way to cultivate immortality. Demon cultivation, immortal cultivation, weapon cultivation, demon cultivation, medicine cultivation, etc. are similar to your profession. They are definitely different."

Hu Xingtong looked a little confused. He noticed the two unfinished words at the bottom of the document and asked, "What are these two words that you didn't finish?"

Senior Zhao glanced at the two that Hu Xingtong pointed at and replied, "Oh, this is for you. I originally wanted to design two hidden models, but I didn't have any ideas, so you can take a look and give me some ideas."

There are two words on the computer placed in the column of the path, namely: the path of compassion for life and the path of return to the truth.

Compassion for life... compassion for all living things? Then wouldn't returning to the true nature mean returning to the original state?

"Senior, do your two names have any meaning?" Hu Xingtong turned his head to look at the busy senior and asked.

Senior Zhao saved the document in his hand, then turned around and pulled a chair to sit next to Hu Xingtong, explaining, "My original idea was to have a setting about saving the common people and a setting about exploring the origin of the world. The two names were chosen based on these two settings, literally."

"Then have you designed any settings related to the Way of Heaven?"

Senior Zhao shook his head and denied it, "I haven't thought about it."

"That's perfect. We can design the Way of Compassion as a symbol of succession to the Way of Heaven. If someone chooses it, they can possess some of the authority of the Way of Heaven after they have mastered the practice." Hu Xingtong suggested, and the plan for this idea in his mind was constantly being perfected.

"But if the players recharge, it will be easy to break the system." Senior Zhao asked hesitantly.

"Don't make too many. Each server only has one quota, but there are actually three successors to the Heavenly Dao. The other two will be designed as game NPCs. This way, the rights of these players can be limited."

"Then which NPC should we give it to? The requirements of Tiandao are very high, and an ordinary NPC will not be able to control it." The senior student kept reviewing all the characters in the game in his mind, and two figures flashed through his mind.

Hu Xingtong was also thinking about who would be more suitable.

"Ye Nanhe and Zuo Ya!"

"Ye Nanhe and Zuo Ya!"

The two of them said the two names almost at the same time, and were surprised to find that the other person had said it too. This strange tacit understanding made them smile at each other.

"Although Zuoya is proud, as a young master he can govern the demon clan very well. Not only does he have a very good reputation among the immortals, but no one in the demon clan dares to disobey him. Therefore, as the Tiandao who enforces the law impartially, Zuoya is very suitable." Senior Zhao analyzed the feasibility of Zuoya becoming the successor of Tiandao, while Hu Xingtong then analyzed Ye Nanhe.

"Yes, the same goes for Ye Nanhe. The relationship between the two is known to the entire cultivation world, whether in the East or West Regions. But even so, Ye Nanhe can still balance this relationship very well. Moreover, her character in the Yu Jian Sect is independent and clear-headed, and she is committed to protecting the world and peace. She is also the most suitable candidate to succeed the Heavenly Dao."

Hearing this, Senior Zhao smiled with satisfaction and praised: "Very good, Xingtong, you still have the idea, let's use this setting, you add it."

"Okay." Hu Xingtong responded happily, and his hands worked quickly, finishing all the settings in a short while.

In the computer, there is an additional introduction about the setting of the Way of Compassion: the mark of inheriting the Way of Heaven, those who choose this way are determined to protect the peace of the world and the concept of equality of all beings. The Way is ruthless and treats all emotions equally.