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Chang Xi's face was exactly the same as Xi He's. There was a cold aura all over her body, and her eyes were also repulsive. She glanced at the monk who had just spoken. The other monk was dumbfounded and couldn't believe the scene that just happened. Seeing Chang Xi Looking at himself, he quickly stood up and apologized to Xihe.
"I have offended fellow Taoists with my rude words before, and I hope that fellow Taoists will forgive me."
Xihe nodded seriously, "If you say something wrong, you must apologize, and if you do something wrong, you must be punished. You said something wrong and apologized obediently. I will forgive you this time."
With Xihe's words, Chang Xi withdrew her gaze. She raised her hand slightly, and all the power of the twelfth yin all over the Zixiao Palace was put into Chang Xi's hands. The power of taiyin, which was extremely difficult for others to control, was like a three-year-old child in Chang Xi's hands. Playing with toys at will, this kind of cultivation is intimidating. Looking at Chang Xi's real body Xihe, like Hongjun sitting on the seat, there is no trace of cultivation at all. Everyone immediately fell silent, not daring to look down on Xi He anymore.
Hongjun smiled, glanced at Di Jun, and said, "Great kindness."
Di Jun¡¯s heart was beating wildly. He couldn¡¯t help but grab Xihe¡¯s hand and expressed his gratitude to Hongjun, ¡°Thank you, Daozu, for your guidance.¡±
Because Xihe's identity was unknown, many demons in the clan criticized him, believing that Xihe was not worthy of being Emperor Jun's wife. Emperor Jun ignored the objections and tried his best to let Xihe stay. In this sermon, he personally brought Xihe to Zi. Xiao Palace hopes to improve Xihe's cultivation and become a true wife of the emperor.
Who could have thought that with just a few words from Hongjun, Xihe killed the evil corpse, and that the evil corpse Chang Xi was very powerful, just as strong as the demon commander in the clan, and then thought of his younger brother Donghuang Taiyi. Di Jun was in a heavy mood, glanced at Hou Tu beside him, and sneered in his heart.
The way of cultivation of the Wu clan is vulgar, and Taoist ancestors disdain it. Sooner or later, they will be abandoned by the way of heaven. His emperor is so handsome that he is popular among the people. He should unify the ancient world and become the master of the ancient world.
Xihe calmed down all the monks present, not to mention the demon generals who came with Emperor Jun. The demon clan has always admired the strong, and Xihe's move directly placed her at the top of the demon clan, even surpassing Donghuang Taiyi. Donghuang Taiyi didn't have many ideas. Emperor Jun told him that no matter whether Xihe was good or bad, he would marry Xihe. Now that Xihe showed his true strength, Donghuang Taiyi was happy for Dijun.
Nuwa, who was sitting next to her, was surprised. It was not that she had any thoughts about Emperor Jun, but Xihe's attitude of beheading corpses when he told her to behead them made Nuwa envious. She secretly thought that if she had Xihe's level of strength, how could she still kill him? What kind of demon commander will he stay in the demon clan?
Although she and Fuxi stayed in the demon clan to serve the emperor, Nuwa always wanted to live in seclusion. She had never liked killing, and she even hated the endless struggle between the lich and demon clans, but it was easy to get out once she got in. Over the years, Emperor Jun treated them both kindly. In addition, Emperor Jun cared about Xi He, and Fu Xi felt guilty. He said that he was a villain and tried harder than a gentleman, so he worked harder and harder.
Seeing that she was unable to escape, Nuwa hurriedly said, "I dare to ask my ancestors, besides killing three corpses, is there any other way to become a saint?"
Hongjun said, "Yes."
Nuwa was overjoyed and listened to Hongjun's words, "The three merits of becoming a saint are the easiest and the most difficult. Merits are like karma, which cannot be understood clearly. The cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny. If you follow the will of God, you can If one obtains great merits, has immeasurable merits added to one's body, and is moved by the way of heaven, one can become a saint by being most benevolent and kind. However, it is always difficult to ask whether the will of heaven is merit or karma. It all depends on the way of heaven."
Qin Feng understood. The thing about becoming a saint through merit is a bit like a lottery. The first prize will directly make you a saint, and the second prize will give you a lot of merit. Although the temptation of the lottery is great, the lottery requires a principal. If you don't do it right, you can buy it with a huge sum of money. It's like a lottery, if you don't get any merit, you'll just owe a bunch of karma and you're done. Coupled with the low probability, it is no wonder that Hongjun said it is the easiest and the most difficult.
Who can guarantee that he will win the jackpot in one go?
As expected, Nuwa looked troubled, and the other monks murmured among themselves, feeling that becoming a saint through merit was not reliable, and it would be better to behead three corpses. Although beheading three corpses was difficult, people could actually see it, and becoming a saint through merit was too mysterious. Okay, who can guarantee that he will leave the country and join the European Union in one fell swoop?
After listening to what was going on below, Hongjun followed the public opinion and continued talking about beheading the three corpses. Before speaking, he comforted Nuwa, "Anyone with three thousand avenues can attain enlightenment. Everyone has different predestined relationships and different attainments. Don't be discouraged."
Don¡¯t panic, you are the legendary Chosen Daughter, the real European Emperor.
Nuwa nodded bitterly, "I will follow the teachings of Taoist ancestors."
After a thousand years, Hongjun should have left, but this time Hongjun did not leave. He glanced at the people in the hall and suddenly said, "I want to accept a disciple."
Hearing that the awesome Hongjun was about to accept a disciple, everyone got rid of their lethargy and became energetic, stretching their necks, hoping that they could enter Hongjun's Dharma eyes.
Hongjun didn¡¯t even raise his eyelids and just said:Named Sanqing who is closest to me, "Sanqing is destined to me and can join my family."
Sanqing was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have met Master."
Hongjun nodded kindly, "No courtesy."
He looked at Sanqing with a smile and focused his attention on Tongtian. As expected, when he heard that he had become Hongjun's disciple, Tongtian's eyebrows were elated. Seeing that Hongjun was looking at him, he raised his smile generously and said, "Hello, Master. .¡±
Hongjun chuckled and said, "My disciple is so good."
This pair of master and disciple were very affectionate as soon as they met, which made Laozi and Yuanshi puzzled. Since they thought that Tongtian and Hongjun had known each other before, they didn't think much about it. I just assume that my master will be kind to Tongtian because he remembers his old feelings.
When others saw that Hongjun accepted Sanqing first, they secretly scolded Sanqing for being shameless, flattering Hongjun, giving gifts to Hongjun for the first time, handing in homework for the second time, and establishing a strong sense of presence in front of Hongjun. Who is there? One who is comparable to Sanqing.
He¡¯s so good at playing tricks.
Even if they were scolded, they didn't have the guts to step forward and express their grievances. They only hoped that they could join Hongjun's sect and become Sanqing's junior disciple. Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, taught us that becoming a saint will happen sooner or later. It's a pity that Hongjun didn't choose a man, but asked Nuwa, "You and I are destined, would you like to join my family?"
Nuwa was overjoyed and kowtowed immediately, "I have met the master."
Having accepted four disciples at once, and these four were all on the futon, some monks reacted and turned their attention to the remaining Dijun brothers and the Western duo.
If these six futons represent the status of saints, then Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi sitting on the futons are not the last two saints. Looking at the pale Hou Tu, some monks couldn't help but sigh, God is also partial.
Hou Tu clenched his fists. She had been listening to the sermon for so long, so she didn¡¯t understand the power of the saint. She didn¡¯t want Hongjun to directly deny the Wu clan.
Even the Great God Pangu couldn¡¯t prove the Tao with his strength. Hou Tu¡¯s eyes darkened. What if the Great God Pangu was still there?
Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who were sitting in their seats, were also a little nervous. Di Jun was planning, Nuwa was a demon clan, and together with himself and Taiyi, they were the three saints. The Taoist ancestor said that all saints are ants, no matter how tyrannical the Wu clan is. , against the saint, he can only be defeated.
Zhunti and Jingyin on the side were filled with regret. They were late that day and did not give gifts, so they lost the last two positions. In the end, they still cried for two straw mats. If they knew that these futons were linked to the status of saints, they would have offended Brother Di Jun. Both of them also want to grab this position. Seeing Hongjun turn his gaze to Di Jun, Zhunti couldn't hold himself back and cried, "Are there no saints in the west?"
When Hongjun mentioned the word "West", embarrassment appeared in his eyes. Back then, he was instructed by the Jade Order of Creation to hunt down the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu, and finally captured Luo Hu by detonating his spiritual veins in the West. Although he achieved enlightenment through this, he also owed Western karma. The spiritual veins of the West have dried up, and it has been unable to recover since then. It is difficult for spiritual beings to enlighten the West. It can be said that he, Hongjun, has done something wrong to the West.
"You and I have a close relationship and can only be my outer disciples. Just wait" Before Hongjun could finish his words, Zhunti and Jieyin kowtowed together and called themselves master.
Seeing that the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Hongjun sighed helplessly, "That's fine, I'll just accept you and wait."
Seeing that Hongjun no longer talked about accepting disciples, Emperor Jun couldn't help but become anxious, "Taozu, I"
Hongjun looked apologetic, "Nine-nine is the best, Heaven's way is one, the number of saints is eight, and my Xuanmen only has six saints."
"It's not that he won't accept it, the quota is fixed. You can set up your own school to preach. Heaven welcomes you very much."
Emperor Jun was stunned. His original pride turned into a joke at this moment. He lowered his face and pierced the two people in the west with his cold gaze. Behind Zhunti and Qie Yin, who were still secretly delighted, he felt a chill behind him. He hated to seize the holy throne. They are irreconcilable. As long as Zhunti and Jie Yin step out of the Zixiao Palace today, they will face the endless pursuit of the demon clan.
The atmosphere in the hall was unusually solemn. Hongjun seemed not to notice it and continued, "The origin of the way of heaven is Hongmeng purple energy. This thing contains the laws of the great way. As long as you understand the mystery, you can become a saint."
After saying that, he took out six purple qi from his sleeves and distributed them to six people. Several people were very happy. After thanking them, they carefully put away the Hongmeng purple qi for fear of making mistakes. Only Tongtian was still holding the purple qi to study, unaware of what was behind him. Greedy eyes.
Hongjun coughed twice and said, "Tongtian, stop playing."
Being chased by his two elder brothers and Hongjun¡¯s eyes, Tongtian reluctantly put away the Hongmeng Purple Qi and listened obediently. Hongjun was thinking about whether to wait and let Tongtian stay. Kunpeng, who was standing aside, started thinking. Daozu said that there was still one undecided saint, so this Hongmeng Purple Qi
Hongyun didn't want to ask directly, "Taozu, is there still Hongmeng Purple Qi?"
The monks twitched their mouths and thought to themselves, do you think this Hongmeng Purple Qi is free of money?
Unexpectedly, Hongjun nodded, took out the last Hongmeng Purple Qi, and said with a smile, "Yes."
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