Hong Huang: The days when I was the chief of Jujiao

Chapter 310: Divide Hongmeng Purple Qi and all the saints kill themselves!

Above the nine heavens, among the clouds, Zhao Gongming looked at the bustling monks exuding a powerful aura, and couldn't help sighing that the prehistoric background was still strong.

There are so many quasi-sages and sub-sage monks, at a glance, there are at least two to three hundred people.

Chen Xuanji stepped out from the clouds, looked at the crowd, nodded slightly, and nodded, "I have met you fellow Taoists."

"I have waited to meet Daoist!"

There was a touch of respect from the heart in everyone's expressions.

3 years ago, the Dharma-ending Era was invaded by demons, and the prehistoric times were at stake.

Even Daozu is no match for Luo Hu who is making a comeback.

At the critical moment, it was Chen Xuanji who stepped forward and used his supreme power to save the three realms.

Tao Zun, the new name given to him by all living beings in the ancient world, is also a recognition of Chen Xuanji.

"You don't have to be too polite."

Chen Xuanji waved his hand and used a soft magic power to slowly lift everyone up.

"I asked everyone to gather for nine days this time, and everyone must know the reason."

"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

In the voice of an ancient monk, there is a huge desire.

He is one of the three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace. He has practiced for countless thousands of years, and has gone through a large number of calamities. He has already cultivated to the sub-sage realm. His only hope of enlightenment.

There was also great desire on the faces of the others.

There are three ways to prove the Tao, the law to prove the way, the merit to prove the way, and the three corpses to prove the way.

Killing three corpses to prove the way is as difficult as ascending to the sky. Anyway, no one has succeeded since the creation of the world.

Proving the way through the law is difficult and obscure, and those who are not born with great talent and fate cannot succeed.

As for the remaining third path, merits and virtues to prove the way, in addition to the supreme luck, you also need the great foundation of the great way and the purple energy.

They are all very ancient, even the first batch of great powers that were born when the world was created. They have accumulated countless fortunes and have already met the requirements for proving the Tao.

What they lack is nothing more than a ray of majestic purple energy.

It can be said that as long as they are given a ray of majestic purple energy, they can quickly become holy.

Proving the Tao and becoming a sage, the soul is placed on the way of heaven, and it will go through thousands of kalpas without grinding, and it will not be stained with cause and effect. It will always be with the sky and coexist with the Tao. strong capital.

This is a sub-sage, absolutely incomparable. Although it is not comparable to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, it is still the pursuit deep in the hearts of countless monks.

Chen Xuanji nodded slightly, "That's right, I'm here this time to give you a chance to prove the Dao."

After his voice fell, he waved his big hand, and in midair, there were countless primordial purple qi floating in it!
Wisps of majestic purple air floated in mid-air, exuding an infinite and mysterious aura. Just feeling this aura, everyone felt that the state in their bodies that had been stagnant for hundreds of millions of years began to loosen again.

In the eyes of Dijun and Donghuangtai, infinite longing flashed, the Dao of Saints, the two brothers' lifelong pursuit, the majestic purple energy in front of them, they are bound to win, and no one can stop them.

"The primordial purple qi is the product of the power of heaven. Although the prehistoric world has expanded again and the power of heaven has increased a lot, it can only produce fifty wisps."

"Only fifty strands?"

The faces of everyone changed slightly. There are two to three hundred monks present. If there are only fifty wisps of primordial purple energy, doesn't that mean that most of the people present will not be able to get it?
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the expressions on their faces changed from longing to unwillingness.

"The Taoist Master has many people but little Hongmeng Purple Qi. What are the requirements for emitting Hongmeng Purple Qi?"

"It's very simple, the cultivation base, whoever has the highest cultivation base and the strongest strength, will be able to obtain the Primordial Purple Qi!"

Chen Xuanji said slowly, soon, Honghuang will carry out a development plan, which requires a large number of strong people. These people are the seeds of Honghuang's future development.

"In terms of strength?"

Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but feel slightly happy. After 3 years of cultivation, the two brothers' cultivation had already returned to the level of Sub-Sage.

Coupled with the innate treasure Chaos Clock, looking at the prehistoric world, who is the opponent of the two brothers?
There are some quasi-sage monks in the early, middle, and late stages, with great sadness on their faces!
Facing a large group of quasi-sage Dzogchen and sub-sage-level monks, how can they compete with their little knowledge?

But sorrow is sorrow, but no one left.

A monk who can cultivate to the quasi-sage level has such a firm mind that he will never give up until the last moment, and even if it is the last moment, he may not give up.

Chen Xuanji nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, rings appeared one after another in midair.

The four sides of the arena are surrounded by the power of heaven, exuding an indestructible aura.

Chen Xuanji's expression was solemn, "This is the arena of the Heavenly Dao. Let's fight, and the top 50 people will be determined, and we will get the primordial purple energy!"

"Interesting, there is still some Heavenly Dao arena. Unfortunately, my ancestor, I have already proved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, so I can't participate."

At the corner of the Nine Heavens, Styx grinned at the corner of his mouth, sighing from time to time.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he fought Donghuang Taiyi in a sea of ​​blood.

Unfortunately defeated, even the sea of ​​blood was almost evaporated.

But now, it's a different picture. Donghuang Taiyi is still working hard to pursue a ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but he has already realized the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and the two are no longer on the same level. .

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, "Just enjoy yourself, if it wasn't for the help of Dao Zun, how could we be where we are today?"

In Jiutian, in the center, following Chen Xuanji's order, everyone began to scramble for the ring.

"I'm here to guard the ring!"

With a thought, Dong Huangtai flew onto the ring.

The next moment, "Boom boom boom!"

The loud bell, accustomed to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the innate treasure Chaos Bell, has landed on the head of Donghuang Taiyi at some time.

The whole body exudes the supreme black and yellow light, possesses the power to suppress the "Great Meng World", reverse the power of "heaven, time and space", evolve the power of "mystery of the way of heaven", and refine the power of "earth, water, fire and wind".

Coupled with Donghuangtai Yiya Shengdao Xing, he directly became the most beautiful boy among the people present.

"I'm coming too!"

Di Jun gave a soft drink, not losing the wind at all.

With a thought, he sacrificed the best innate spirit treasure, Hetu Luoshu.

The supreme spiritual light erupted, and the blazing real fire burned behind Dijun's back at some point, and a scorching breath rushed towards his face, sweeping the nine heavens and ten earths!
Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were the supreme overlords in the Lich Period. These two men guarded the ring, which directly scared off other people, and no one dared to challenge them.

Soon, in the other arenas, there were people going up to defend the ring, and at the same time, there were constant challenges.

Soon, on the nine heavens, in the arena of the Dao of Heaven, countless monks began to fight fiercely, and the terrifying torrent of mana continued to spread in all directions.

A fierce battle between two or three hundred quasi-saint monks would surely lead to a catastrophe in the previous Three Realms.

But after the prehistoric expansion and development, the battle of so many quasi-saint monks only shattered the space above the nine heavens.

Thousands of years passed in a blink of an eye, the war ended, and the top 50 people were decided. Some looked happy, while others looked disappointed.

As for Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun, it was extremely easy from the beginning to the end, because no one would challenge them at all.

The first 50 people are all quasi-sages and Dzogchen cultivation bases, and there are even more than 20 people who are sub-sages.Chen Xuanji nodded slightly, and continued, "Congratulations everyone, the enlightenment is coming soon."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and fifty bursts of majestic purple energy fell into the hands of everyone.

There was great excitement on everyone's face, "I am waiting to thank Dao Zun."

Chen Xuanji's face became more serious, "Luo Hu has not yet fallen, and the crisis in our Great Desolation has not yet been resolved. After you testify to the Dao, I hope that you will take the protection of the Great Desolation into consideration, and contribute to the revitalization of the Great Desolation."

"Yes, I will understand."

Everyone nodded seriously again, even if Chen Xuanji didn't say so, they still had to do it, because they relied on the primordial way of heaven to prove the way.

It has formed a great cause and effect with the prehistoric and heavenly dao, the primordial purple qi. It is their responsibility to protect the prehistoric, and it is also a condition they should fulfill.

Chen Xuanji nodded in satisfaction, and then disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Minghe, Zhenyuanzi disappeared in a flash.

Everyone looked at the Hongmeng Purple Qi exuding infinite mysterious energy in their hands, and a flash of joy flashed in their eyes.

But soon, a look of vigilance flashed across his face.

Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty. They all know exactly how Hongyun died back then.

As soon as everyone thought about it, it immediately turned into countless rainbow lights and disappeared into the nine heavens.

In Shouyang Mountain, in the Eight Views Palace, the aura of Taiqing Laozi is as deep as the boundless sea!
The strength of the heavenly sage Jiuchongtian is flawless and has been polished to perfection.

But under the suppression of Heavenly Dao, it was difficult for Taiqing to go further.

But Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian doesn't have this kind of heavenly suppression.
"The way of a sage is limited to people after all. It's not true freedom and freedom, but if you cut yourself off, it will do too much damage to your cultivation."

In Taiqing's eyes, endless entanglements flashed. On the one hand, it was the cultivation base obtained through hundreds of millions of years of hard work.

On the other hand, there is a wider world, which puts Taiqing in a dilemma!
I don't know how long it took, but Taiqing's father showed a firm look on his face.

Saint Avenue, in any case, is not comparable to Hunyuan Avenue.

He is too clear, he also wants to slash himself and rebuild the Hunyuan Daluo Daoguo!
In the Palace of Eight Views, Laozi Taiqing recruited the second generation of Renjiao to inherit the Great Master Xuandu.

"Teacher, what do you want me for?"

As a disciple of the Human Sect, Xuandu also has great courage, and is ready to prove the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

"Prove Hunyuan Daluo?"

Xuandu couldn't help being surprised, his teacher, but the Taoism of the sage Jiuchongtian, once he slashed himself, it was equivalent to losing countless tens of thousands of years of cultivation at once.

"I have made up my mind. This time I come to you just to pass on the position of leader of the Human Religion to you."

When Taiqing waved his hand, a large golden seal appeared in his hand.

Boundless luck, turned into miniature golden dragons, circling around Dayin, spinning and dancing.

Taiqing, the second-generation head of Xuanmen, Renjiao, also bears a considerable part of the luck of the human race.

Xuandu sighed, and didn't try to persuade him any more. He knew that no one could change what his master had made up his mind.

He took the big seal and nodded slowly, "Okay, I will protect the law for you."

An hour later, in the Eight Views Palace, a heavenly sword rose slowly, exuding an infinitely sharp aura.

As if it could cut off everything in the world, the Heavenly Sword fell slowly and landed on Taiqing's body!
"Boom, boom, boom!"

The entire Shouyang Mountain, as if a major earthquake had occurred, the power of the law was chaotic, and the huge roar spread throughout the prehistoric world, attracting the attention of countless prehistoric powers.

In the Palace of Eight Views, as the Heavenly Knife fell, the breath of Taiqing began to fall layer by layer.

Saint Eightfold Heaven!
The sixth heaven of saints!
Four Heavens of Saints!
The first heaven of saints!

Soon, he fell into the sub-holy realm.

But at the same time, a wave of infinite potential slowly rose from Taiqing's body, as if the dead end was revived with vitality.

"Next, I will retreat in Shouyang Mountain, and I will leave the important task of human education to you."

"is teacher."

The Great Master Xuandu retreated slowly.

Following the Taiqing sage slashing himself and rebuilding the Hunyuan Road, another extremely huge wave was set off in the prehistoric land.

"The saint of Taiqing is a monk at the level of the saint of the nine heavens, and now he is beheading himself!"

"Hunyuan Avenue, is it really stronger than Saint Avenue?"

"Taiqing, the two saints of Shangqing cut themselves off, which shows the mystery of Hunyuan Dao."

Countless monks showed great desire on their faces.

Kunlun Mountain, in Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi's complexion suddenly changed.

"I didn't expect Brother Taiqing to kill himself."

In Yuanshi's heart, there was also a longing for Hunyuan Dao, but at the same time, there was a huge reluctance in his heart for hundreds of millions of years of Taoism.

"What Brother Taiqing and Tongtian can do, I can do the same."

After thinking about it for a long time, he even called Guang Chengzi, and after passing on the position of the deputy leader of interpretation and education to Guang Chengzi, he resolutely chose to kill himself and pursue the Dao of Hunyuan.

Soon, in Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi condensed the Heavenly Sword and cut it on his body.

In an instant, Yuan Shi was full of breath and fell to the bottom of the valley.

After Shangqing and Taiqing, Yuqing became the third sage of heaven in the prehistoric world to kill himself.

Great Sumeru Mountain is extremely luxurious, with spiritual grass everywhere, jade rabbits running around, and immortal roots and spiritual energy everywhere. It is like a top-notch paradise.

Zhunti, who was originally cheerful, turned into a frown again.

"Senior brother, Sanqing all cut themselves off, let's learn from it too?"

Rao is a very cautious quasi-prompt, and at this moment, he can't help but feel moved.

Who is Sanqing, transformed by Pangu Yuanshen, how shrewd he is.

It can make them spend hundreds of millions of years of hard work, but also cut themselves a knife and rebuild the Hunyuan Avenue, which shows that the Hunyuan Avenue is far better than the Saint Avenue.

Most importantly, the West has tasted the sweetness of imitation before.

Imitate the Sanqing, borrow the merits of the heavenly way, so as to compete

Jie Yin frowned, "I think it's okay, then why don't we give it a try?"

An hour later, on Mount Xumi, two heavenly knives fell down together.

After Sanqing slashed himself and rebuilt the Hunyuan Dao, Zhunti and Jieyin also followed suit, abandoning hundreds of millions of years of cultivation, and chose to retake the Hunyuan Dao.

(End of this chapter)