Hong Huang: I, Styx, stepped on the way of heaven and suppressed all beings

Chapter 147 Dividing the holy position, the majestic purple air

"Dare to ask the ancestors, who can become a saint?"

Taiqing Laozi spoke first.

As soon as it comes up, it is Wang Zha.

Hongjun glanced at him indifferently, but did not answer directly.

"The road to proving the Tao is divided into the Tao of Hunyuan and the Tao of Saints."

"Hunyuan is the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, and it cannot be obtained by a great creator. The three thousand demon gods are the way of Hunyuan."

"Friends of Daoist Minghe, Dijun, and Taiyi are also the Dao of Hunyuan."

"This way has the risk of falling in the middle, so those without great perseverance cannot become the way."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in Zixiao Palace.

The way of Hunyuan actually has the risk of falling.

Then this can't be done.

It's still the way of a saint.

Hearing Dao Hongjun's words, Ming He showed an incredible smile.

The way of Hunyuan is free and easy, Hongjun didn't talk about the benefits of the way of Hunyuan.

However, if you can't go beyond the Dao, the Tao of Hunyuan always has limitations.

Still a word.

The Dao is free and easy, provided that the interests of the Dao are not touched.

"However, the way of a sage is the supreme fruit position under the way of heaven."

"The saint is the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is not a saint."

"Above the Hunyuan Great Luo Jinxian is the Hunyuan Taiji Luo Jinxian."

"In contrast, above the sage, he is the sage of heaven."

"The saint is immortal, the heaven and the earth are immortal, but I am immortal."

Hongjun spoke melodiously.

A comparison, the gap does not appear.

In the prehistoric world, there are nine saints.

When the sage comes out, the prehistoric can be perfected.

Hongjun and Tiandao can also be further improved.

As soon as these words came out, the great masters in Zixiao Palace turned from sadness to joy.

Thief moves!

They all want to reach the state of saints.

Undying and immortal, great fortune.

"Please Daozu give me the method of sanctification."

Sanqing took the lead and bowed down.

Become saints, they have capital.

Immortal and immortal, no one is afraid.

The other great powers also wailed.

Add some screaming and wailing.

Zixiao Palace was in chaos again.

"Who Can Be Sanctified?"

"Pindao will naturally give you the answer."

With the movement of Hongjun's mana, the Da Neng present fell silent instantly.

They looked at Hongjun with eager eyes.

"The main event is here."

Styx muttered to himself.

He's just a theatergoer, comfortable.

The moment of destiny has arrived.

The third lecture of Zixiao Palace, this is a symbolic moment in the prehistoric world.

"Under the Dao of Heaven, there should be nine holy places."

"Poverty is one of them, and under me, there are seven saints who will teach the prehistoric people on my behalf."

In an instant.

Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin.

They all looked at Hongjun.

Hongjun, there really is a way to become a saint.

Hongjun is divided into holy positions, so they naturally have ideas.

The other Zixiao guests also looked at Hongjun nervously.

Of course, this does not include Styx's apprentices.

seven saints.

There are nearly a hundred quasi-sages and great powers in Zixiao Palace, and there are countless Da Luo Jinxians.

This is not enough.

"Under the heavens."

"If you want to be holy, you must have the foundation of sanctification, with a majestic purple aura."

"Poverty Dao got nine Dao Primordial Purple Qi, use one, and there are eight more."

Hongjun's words extinguished the burning desire in Da Neng's heart.

This is just one meaning.

Without the primordial purple energy, one cannot be holy.

Obviously, this is not to let them seek the way of Hunyuan.

The way of heaven is unfair, let us go to die.

Almost all the mighty ones cried out in their hearts.

"Sanqing was transformed by Pan Gu's primordial spirit, possessing the great merit of opening the heavens, and can become a saint."

"Pindao wants to accept you as his own disciples, are you willing?"

Hongjun looked at Sanqing and said calmly.

Three thousand Zixiao guests, envious of Sanqing.

Jealousy envy hate ah.

However, this time we have to give up three points to San Qingli.

Transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, this is simply incomparable.

Hong Huang fights his father, but he can't fight.

I can only rely on myself to maintain my life.

Sanqing was slightly dazed, and casually knelt down and saluted. .

Three bows and nine knocks.

Such a good thing, they are naturally willing, this is a great opportunity.

My Sanqing is Pangu authentic, and I can become a saint.

This cheap old man has a little use.

"Meet Master."

Seeing this, Hongjun nodded slightly.

Immediately, eight primordial purple energy suddenly appeared in his hand.

Each way is extremely mysterious and contains the laws of heaven.

The primordial purple energy of the heavenly level.

There is no way of heaven at the avenue level.

"This is the primordial purple qi, and each of the three Qings gets one."

Hongjun injected the primordial purple energy into Sanqing's body.

"Thank you, Master."

Sanqing knelt down again.

Eight paths of primordial purple energy, three paths are gone.

The three thousand Zixiao guests are all distressed.

They delusional, to get the foundation of sanctification.

After accepting Sanqing as his disciple, Hongjun's eyes swept across Zixiao Palace and landed on Nuwa.

"Nuwa, there will be a great merit in the future, and you can also become a saint."

"Are you willing to become a closed disciple of the poor?"

Now Nuwa was shocked.

Shocked, Daozu wants to accept me as a disciple.

Sanctification, invincible!

Nuwa was dumbfounded, and Fuxi tugged at the corner of her clothes a few times before Nuwa came to her senses.

"Nuwa is willing to meet Master."

Hongjun released another burst of majestic purple air and distributed it to Nuwa.

Thigh, who doesn't want to hug?

Hongjun is tall, rich and handsome, the king of diamonds.

Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi.

you wait for me.

Tutu, brother's penis.

Nuwa must pay in blood.

Glancing at Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun resentfully, Nu Wa regained her expression.

At this time, Da Neng, who was present, regretted his mistakes.

The futon represents the meaning of the saint.

Intestines are blue.

Especially Hongyun, this is a big loss.

He secretly scolded himself a fool.

Make way, let your mother fuck up.

Damn it, the holy seat is gone.

"Dare to ask the ancestors, I wonder if I, the authentic Pangu sect, the twelve ancestor witches, can become a saint?"

Not to be outdone, Di Jiang asked first.

With the majestic purple energy, there are only four paths left.

If you don't speak up and give Zhunti to pick him up, Kunpeng will be in trouble.

Besides, Kunpeng is from the Yaozu.

"The ancestral witch only respects Pangu, does not respect the sky, does not know the way of heaven, and cannot become a saint."

"But the way of Hunyuan, you have a little good fortune."

Hongjun said slowly.

Disrespecting the sky, but also wanting the majestic purple energy.

Will fellow Daoist Styx agree?

The prehistoric sky is the way of heaven.

Disrespecting the way of heaven, isn't this courting death?

Besides, the way of heaven obeys Styx's words.

Disrespecting the way of heaven is not disrespecting the Styx.

Dare to lose face, Zu Wu is looking for death.

Divided into four holy positions, Hongjun closed his eyes.

He didn't want to give Jieyin and Zhunti a majestic purple aura.

It is clear that Rahu detonated the Western Territory.

But karma, cause and effect, only fell on Hongjun.

You know how to cry when you are picked up.

Hongjun really didn't like it.

Seeing that Hongjun didn't speak, everyone thumped in their hearts.

There are only seven futons, but there are eight majestic purple qi.

It's not obvious, they still have a chance.

The most anxious ones are Zhunti and Yingying, as well as Kunpeng.

They were already ready to accept Hongmeng Ziqi, but Hongjun stopped.

Isn't this a waste of people!