Xiaojianxian of the prehistoric and wild

Chapter 164 163. The Seventh Saint

Everyone felt that Taoist Hongyun was going to testify and become holy.

Taoist Hongyun himself felt the same way.

However, just when his aura had exceeded the limit of the quasi-sage and was charging towards the holy throne, his merits were exhausted.
After all, Hongyun Taoist's background is not comparable to that of Nuwa and Sanqing, and there is a lot of difference in the continuous quotation.

Therefore, even though he made great ambitions, if he really wanted to use this to become a saint, he was still a little short.

Perhaps the difference is not much, but at this time, any slight gap may cause immeasurable consequences.

Because Taoist Hongyun has already used the merits obtained from his great ambition to completely arouse the primordial purple energy. If he fails, the primordial purple energy will dissipate, and he will completely lose the hope of proving the way.

Feeling the unsustainable sense of powerlessness in his body, Taoist Hongyun's expression changed constantly, and finally, Taoist Hongyun was about to make another big wish as soon as he became cruel.

Anyway, it's all about selling one's body. Since that's the case, what about selling it more thoroughly?

Now that the great wish has been made, and the primordial purple energy has been aroused, there is no turning back for him.

However, at this moment, in Pingxin Hall, Pingxin slowly stood up from her seat.

With a soft snort, Taoist Hongyun felt his heart tremble outside the Peaceful Heart Hall, as if something had been cut off in the dark, and some shackles had been broken.

At the same time, the power of the six realms of reincarnation descended from the sky and fell into Taoist Hongyun's body, making Taoist Hongyun's aura that had stopped growing even higher once again.

Qingyun descended from the sky, and purple air came from the east.

Taoist Hongyun, at this point, proving the Tao and becoming a saint.

"Poverty, thank you, ma'am."

Turning around, Taoist Hongyun, who had just proclaimed his sanctification, bowed to the end of the Pingxin Hall.

As the person involved in the testimony, no one knew what had just happened better than Taoist Hongyun.

When he was powerless, seeing that he was about to fail in proving the Dao, and when he was about to give it a go, it was Pingxin who helped him cut off the connection with the Heavenly Dao, and at the same time broke the shackles of the Heavenly Dao on him, and used the six paths of reincarnation. help him to be holy.

It was only then that he realized that the Dao of Heaven actually didn't want him to prove the Dao.

Although he didn't know why, it didn't prevent Taoist Hongyun from understanding that if he didn't have peace of mind, then he would always stop at the sub-sage-quasi-sage, but he would never hope to be a saint.

Therefore, even though Taoist Hongyun has already proved the Tao and is considered as the most respected saint, he still salutes Pingxin sincerely.

Accept it calmly.

Even if there is no such thing, looking at the Three Realms, anyone who can be worthy of the gift of a saint, except for Hongjun, is peace of mind.

At the same time, the news of Taoist Hongyun's sanctification also spread throughout the three realms in the dark, and all sentient beings congratulated each other.

At this moment, all living beings worship saints, and Hongyun worships peace.

After praying to Pingxin, Taoist Hongyun slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, when Taoist Hongyun opened his eyes again, the aura on his body had completely subsided.

With a wave of his sleeve, a red gourd flew out of Taoist Hongyun's sleeve and threw it towards the void: "Eighteen Hells, open!"

Taoist Hongyun's move is to open another realm in the Netherworld as a place to host the eighteen hells.

With the power of a saint, it is not difficult to open up a world.

In addition, Daoist Hongyun is in the netherworld, so he has many conveniences. Therefore, soon, a world will be formed in the void.

And the world opened up by Taoist Hongyun is divided into eighteen small worlds, which are exactly the eighteen levels of hell.

After finishing all this, Taoist Hongyun also opened his mouth and said: "This is hell, the poor Taoist should sit here, hell is not empty, and you can't come out of the netherworld."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Hongyun once again bowed to Pingxin, and then entered the hell alone - not only to fulfill the oath, but also because he had just proved the Tao, and went to retreat to stabilize his realm.

In the Palace of Pingxin, Taoist Minghe sat in his seat, feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

Originally, Taoist Hongyun didn't fight with him, and let him get the position of Emperor Fengdu as he wished, so he was quite happy.

But now?
Daoist Hongyun actually proclaimed the Tao and became holy just like that!

Taoist Styx is sour.

He suddenly felt that the position of Emperor Fengdu he had obtained was not good enough.

In other words, why wasn't he the one who got the primordial purple energy back then?
Ugh!
Daoist Hongyun testified that this is undoubtedly a needle for calming the sea for a large number of monks who have just joined the nether world.

Originally, they were only here for the welfare of the underworld, but suddenly there was an extra saint as the backstage-the happiness came so suddenly that they were somewhat caught off guard.

Moreover, the underworld already has peace of mind, and now there is another Hongyun sage, and this time the underworld recruits a large number of high-level monks to join—under such circumstances, anyone with a discerning eye can see Come out, this hell is probably about to go to heaven!

33 days away.

In Zixiao Palace.

Haotian knelt down in the hall: "Master, please save me!"

On the high platform, Hongjun said indifferently: "You are your emperor, can someone drive you down?"

Looking at Hongjun's indifferent look, Haotian felt a pain that he couldn't express.

Originally, his power was divided up by the gods of the five directions, but now a giant like the Underworld suddenly appeared-in this way, what difference does it make if he is the emperor of heaven or not? ?

"Master" Haotian bowed again.

However, Hongjun just said indifferently: "Go."

"master!"

Haotian kowtowed again.

Looking at the kneeling Haotian in the hall, Hongjun was silent for a while, and finally said slowly: "The time has not come, you go first."

Although it is also to let Haotian leave, the meaning contained in this sentence is completely different from before.

Haotian naturally heard this too.

He bowed heavily to Hongjun three times.

"Thank you sir!"

After speaking, Haotian got up and left.

Seeing Haotian's leaving figure, Hongjun was silent for a long time, and finally heaved a long sigh.

"Why does the number of days become so powerful? Could it be that even the Dao of Heaven makes mistakes?"

Hongjun's voice echoed in Zixiao Palace.

However, no one could answer his question.

At the same time that Hongjun was puzzled, there was another eye staring at this matter in the Netherworld.

To be more precise, this gaze was finally on Ye Xiao.

"He is really an interesting junior. From this point of view, the inadvertent act of leaving the God-killing Spear and the World-Destroying Black Lotus in the first place was inadvertent."

Unlike the worried Hongjun, the owner of this gaze is now very happy.

Anyway, as long as it is something that makes Hongjun unhappy, he is happy.

Although he does not practice karma, this does not prevent him from being able to perceive changes in karma.

With such a chaotic relationship now, Hongjun, you will have a headache next time.

(End of this chapter)