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Chapter 219: The Power of Sainthood, the Gods Admire

West Kunlun Wonderland.

The Queen Mother of the West stood on the top of the mountain, and the mountain peaks made her long skirt rustle.

She looked into the distance and saw the vision of becoming holy in the direction of Mount Buzhou. She exclaimed in admiration:
"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Nuwa would become a saint first. This is really a great honor for us."

The Queen Mother of the West doesn't like to go out, but she is also a bit arrogant.

Especially after the great expedition to the Nordic world, he had seen many masters use their skills.

The pride is even greater.

I thought that I should also show some of my skills to those great masters.

Seeing Nuwa become a saint, she felt quite excited.

I thought to myself, as a female with great supernatural powers, why couldn’t I also achieve enlightenment?

Thinking of this, Queen Mother of the West became more active.

On Mount Sumeru in the west, Jie Yin and Zhunti walked out of the hall.

Staring at the east in a trance.

"I didn't expect her to get there first. God's way is really..."

Zhunti originally wanted to say that the way of heaven is unfair.

But he soon realized what was happening and didn't dare to say the next few words.

"The East is truly a place of great talent and beauty, with all kinds of talents emerging one after another."

Jie Yin sighed softly.

They repaired the western ley lines, but they did not complete the repair.

Today the Western world has only partially recovered.

I'm afraid only Mount Sumeru can be compared with the Eastern fairyland.

Even now that the way of heaven has been restored and the laws of heaven and earth have been revealed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become even richer.

The benefits gained by the Western world are not as great as those gained by the East.

"Nuwa has attained enlightenment, and we brothers are going to congratulate her!"

Jie Yin said calmly.

"How can we congratulate her? It would be a loss of face for nothing."

Zhunti has a very high opinion of himself.

He feels that he doesn't care about any other living beings except his own brother.

Among these creatures, Di Jun and Hong Jun are not included.

These two are no longer comparable to them.

"The way has no beginning or end, the one who achieves it comes first!"

"Since fellow Daoist Nuwa became a saint before us, there must be something we can learn from him."

"You and I have been sitting here for more than three hundred years, and we are only one step away from the final stage. We will surely be ranked among the saints in the future."

"Saints like you and I should help each other. If we don't celebrate, it would be beneath our dignity."

Jie Yin's voice was very calm, but the meaning of his words was very clear.

Zhunti suddenly realized and quickly agreed.

He instructed his disciples to go to the Eight Treasures Merit Pond to get nine golden lotus flowers and some Bodhi seeds as a gift.

The North Sea.

Kunpeng flew into the sky.

Looking at the light rain in the direction of Mount Buzhou.

I saw endless purple air floating in the sky.

There was deep jealousy in his eyes!

"Nuwa...actually became a saint!"

Kunpeng clenched his fists.

For a moment, resentment and obsession accumulated in his heart.

Kunpeng looked up at Jiutian, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

Hong Yun has become the Emperor of Heaven. Even if he wanted to, he didn't dare to think about it at this moment.

"Will I never be able to become a saint?"

Kunpeng was very unwilling.

"You want to be holy?"

A voice sounded in Kunpeng's heart.

"Where are you, rat?"

Kunpeng shouted angrily, and the yin and yang energies floated in his hands, transforming into a Dao treasure bottle.

The mouth of the bottle emits infinite power, like a black hole.

All the solid ice within a radius of ten thousand miles was sucked in and turned into powder.

But nothing unusual was found.

"I stand in the hearts of all living beings, and you cannot hurt me!"

The voice sounded again.

“Standing in the hearts of all living beings?”

"You are the Demon Ancestor..."

Kunpeng's eyes suddenly changed and he understood who this person was.

"Kunpeng is really smart!"

"You were beaten to pieces by Daozu and have never dared to show up since then. How can you still say that you stand in the hearts of all living beings? How ridiculous." Kunpeng sneered.

His mind sank, and he immediately wiped out the evil thoughts in his heart.

He just had a bit of evil thoughts because of jealousy.

Rahu appeared in his mind.

"Do you want to be subservient to the saints and the Emperor of Heaven from now on?"

Then, a wild laugh was heard.

The next moment, Kunpeng felt no more movement in his heart.

There was a hint of complexity on his face.

"Why should I submit to this so-called saint?"

"I will become the ancestor of this region!"

Kunpeng's eyes opened wide, and two fierce rays of light shot out of his eyes.

The North Sea is where his foundation is.

Can't he become a local patriarch?

The ancestor of the Styx flew out of the sea of ​​blood and looked towards Mount Buzhou.

Seeing the light rain falling all over the sky and Nuwa conveying the oath of heaven, his heart was moved.

"I didn't expect that fellow Daoist Nuwa would be the first to become a saint!"

"She created the human race, so why shouldn't I create a race?"

Minghe was inspired by Nuwa and had some ideas.

But as for creating living beings out of thin air, he had little idea.

"Hall of Valor in Norse mythology, those heroes..."

Styx thought about going to the world of Norse mythology and devouring those heroic spirits.

The state of the heroic spirit is very strange.

Maybe you can refer to it for reference.

“But I don’t know what wonders the human race has that can help fellow Daoist Nuwa become a saint.”

"I'll go and pay my respects first, and then study it carefully."

Minghe's eyes turned and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

He went to the blood pond and picked nine red lotuses.

The red lotus is extremely gorgeous, and the lotus petals are like red jade carvings, revealing a strong Taoist charm.

This is the result of the karma of heaven and earth, and it is naturally able to absorb karma.

It has no effect on those with cultivation levels above the Golden Immortal level.

But it’s so beautiful.

Minghe was reluctant to give away the treasure in his hands.

I can only use this as a stepping stone.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Mount Buzhou with some envy.

"Sanctify!"

He looked down at the two sacred trees in the garden, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation.

Many powerful beings in the ancient world also felt that change.

In the chat channel of the prehistoric world, the screen suddenly began to be flooded with messages.

[Nuwa Saint? Why didn’t the Three Pure Ones become saints? 】

[Why are you talking about something else? Can't you shut up when the saint is right in front of you? ]

[No, I was just surprised. I didn't expect that the descendants of Pangu would still lag behind.]

【Speak less, or people will get angry. 】

【Too. 】

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun opened his eyes and looked directly at Mount Buzhou.

"The saint has finally appeared, and the power of the world should be restored!"

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth raised and he opened the chat channel of the prehistoric world.

【***: You know nothing. There is no order of precedence in the way of truth. The one who has achieved it first comes first.】

【***: If you have the ability, you can become a saint. Why are you talking nonsense here?】

[Oh my god, this guy is here again. ]

[I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, but you're still so rude. 】

One after another, the chats filled the screen, pushing what Hongjun said to the top.

The curve of Hongjun's mouth corners is higher.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, Nuwa bathed in the merits of heaven.

One's own soul travels in the sea of ​​​​the Force, blending with the laws of heaven and earth, and constantly gaining insights.

Her aura became more and more powerful, emanating naturally and blending with the energy between heaven and earth.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, many human beings were crawling on the ground.

Fuxi also felt waves of pressure coming over his body.

It was as if the chaotic sea of ​​energy was constantly beating him, making it impossible for him to stand.

Di Jun only felt as if a gentle breeze was blowing in front of him.

Seeing that Fuxi next to him was under a little pressure, he separated a bit of his energy to protect him.

(End of this chapter)