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Chapter 120: The Three Pure Ones Become Saints, and the Red Cloud Will Fall

Fang Xun knew that the Three Pure Ones were unstoppable in their quest to become saints, and even the Taoist Taiqing could only do nothing and make arrangements in obedience.

He has been teaching his disciples well during this period of time. Chang'e has grown up and has transformed from a delicate little jade doll into a fairy who truly brings disaster to the country and the people.

She didn't even dress up deliberately, just wearing a plain Taoist robe and her hair was tied up casually, but her bright eyes, white teeth, and flawless face still exuded a beauty that made people's Taoist hearts tremble.

This kind of beauty seems to have surpassed the limits of what words can describe and has reached the level of Tao. Just a smile can bring about changes between heaven and earth, with spring flowers blooming and fragrance everywhere.

The goddess of the moon seemed to come alive.

In the face of such beauty, if one does not have a firm heart to seek the truth, one would fall in love with her in an instant.

"Disciple greets the teacher!" Chang'e has reached the best age for cultivation, and it is time for her to enter the Tao.

"Let's go. I'll take you to meet your master." Fang Xun brought Chang'e to the Creation Hall of Penglai Fairy Island.

Today, Nuwa did not retreat, which was rare. Instead, she sat upright and waited for Chang'e's arrival.

"Chang Xi..." Nuwa was also distracted for a moment when she saw Chang'e.

She could not comment on her friend's choice, after all, that was the path Chang Xi was pursuing.

"After all, we cannot ignore the difference between life and death." Nuwa sent a voice message to Fang Xun with a slight sigh.

Chang Xi's behavior of ignoring life and death and even scattering all his memories seems to be in line with the perspective of transcending life and death that Pangu God once said.

"Hang'e pays homage to the master." In Chang'e's eyes, Nuwa is just the Holy Mother of the human race, the teacher of her teacher, and may even become a saint in the future.

"Okay, no need to be polite." Nuwa adjusted her mood in an instant. She nodded gently to Chang'e, and personally stood up and pulled her up, letting her sit next to her.

"The little girl is so pretty. If her true appearance gets out, she will bring disaster to the world." Nuwa reached out and touched the pretty face of the young girl Chang'e, sighing.

"Nothing I can do is as pretty as yours."

Chang'e was not afraid either. She stared at Nuwa's skin which seemed to be emitting a sacred fairy light.

I always feel that my master is more beautiful than me!

"Ahem," Fang Xun coughed lightly, "Teacher, I have created a book called 'Tayin Yin Jing'. Please give me some advice."

Fang Xun took out a jade book. This "Tayin Yin Sutra" was a Taoist scripture tailored for Chang'e, imitating Nuwa's behavior in creating the "Xuansu Sutra" for him, and it directly pointed to Daluo.

The Goddess Taiyin left no inheritance, and Fang Xun also didn't want Chang'e to go to Taiyin Star. The Taiyin in this Taoist scripture is more of an extreme of yin rather than the Tao of Taiyin Star.

This Taoist scripture took him nearly an entire Yuanhui to study in the past.

"The Taoist scripture you created?" Nuwa let go of Chang'e, took the jade book and explored the Taoist rhyme in it.

"This scripture is better than the one I created back then! It cannot be changed." Nuwa nodded with satisfaction. Her disciples have reached such a point.

"Look, this is the Taoist scripture created for you by your teacher. You must work hard to practice it in the future and don't bring shame to our sect!" Nuwa tried to put on a stern face.

"Yes, Master!" Chang'e took the "Tayin Yin Sutra". The moment she touched it, the sutra turned into a stream of light and penetrated into her brow, allowing her to enter a strange state of enlightenment.

"After all, Chang'e is still connected to the Moon." Nuwa looked at Chang'e, her brows slightly furrowed.

"And now, she is the only weakness of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation."

The Ten Golden Crows were not completely dead, so there would be no chance for them to attack next time. Comparatively speaking, it would be easier for Chang'e to attack.

"The Three Pure Ones are about to become saints. If they also want to attack Chang'e, it will be very troublesome."

As I said, as long as one sits in the position of a saint, he will think about maintaining his own authority. For a saint, the Great Zhoutian Star Array, the Great Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array, and even the Zhuxian Sword Array that the Shangqing Taoist priest used to shine in the future are all the same.

None of them should exist!

"Teacher, you know me. No one can touch my disciples, not even a saint." Fang Xun shook his head slightly, his tone firm.

"Yes, that's the tone!" Nuwa's eyes lit up and she saw her own shadow in Fang Xun.

She dared to gamble with Daozu for her disciples. His disciples should also have such courage!
"This is a bit of a continuation of the same lineage." Nuwa was very satisfied and looked at Chang'e. "I'll leave Chang'e's problem to you. If you can't protect her, I will..."

Nuwa thought for a moment and said with a smile: "I will throw you under Mount Buzhou and suppress you for five hundred years!"

Fang Xun wanted to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly looked up at Hong Huang.

"The three fellow Taoists have become saints." Nuwa suddenly sighed.

As soon as she had a thought, the auspicious clouds of the heavenly way turned into a cloud mirror, revealing the scene of Mount Kunlun.

"I, Taiqing, was touched by the human race's determination to seek the truth, so I passed down the Taiqing Dao of inaction, established the Human Religion, and carried out the work of educating people. I used the Taiji diagram to suppress the destiny, and the Human Religion was accomplished!"

The voice of Taoist Taiqing spread throughout the ancient world, and at this moment, countless practitioners among the human race suddenly knelt down and worshiped Mount Kunlun.

They were thanking the Saint Taiqing for his grace in spreading the teachings. Many years ago, the teachings of Taiqing were spread among the human race by Xuandu, and they already had the conditions for becoming a saint. Now that they have established a human religion, their great fortune and merits have a place to go.

For a time, golden lotuses spread across the human territory, auspicious signs appeared everywhere, and merits turned into raindrops falling on the human land.

"Saint Taiqing..." Hong Yi looked at Kunlun from afar in the human race's school.

As a teacher of the human race, he did not stop Xuan Du from preaching among the human race, and naturally he would not stop him at this time.

After all, the Holy Mother of the human race has no objection.

"Teacher?" Fang Xun looked at Nuwa.

"Taoist Taiqing has indeed shared the fortune of the human race, but I had anticipated this. What's more, I even wish he would share more to reduce my burden." Nuwa said indifferently.

If he had simply followed the path of a saint, Taoist Taiqing's actions would have already created a cause and effect relationship with Nuwa. After all, she had robbed the human race of a lot of luck and merit.

However, Nuwa had not yet thought of becoming a saint, so Taoist Taiqing's move actually bought her a lot of time.

“However, Taoist Taiqing is worthy of being the leader of the Three Pure Ones. He has actually already killed the three corpses and is about to become a perfect quasi-saint.” Nuwa saw more and accurately pointed out the current level of cultivation of Taoist Taiqing.

At this time, Nuwa was also amazed, "In the face of the Lich Calamity, too many people ignored him, but he cultivated to this level silently!"

"On the verge of becoming a quasi-saint? Doesn't that mean you're not far from becoming a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian?" Fang Xun probably knew why the Taoist Ancestor bestowed the silk book at this time.

"What about you, teacher?" Fang Xun asked subconsciously.

"Me?" Nuwa shook her head and said nothing more.

Fang Xun blinked and understood what Nuwa meant. Nuwa had been in seclusion since her return, as if she was in a hurry. She also said that Taoist Taiqing could help her delay time by taking the luck of the human race...

"I am Yuqing, the orthodox Pangu disciple. Today, I have established the Chan Sect. Chan means to explain the great Dao and follow the will of Heaven and the will of Man. In the prehistoric times, those who inherit the great destiny of Heaven and are the incarnations of immortals can all become my disciples, inherit my great Dao, and receive my true teachings..."

"I, Shangqing, also established a sect today, named Jiejiao. We vow to help all sentient beings to obtain a ray of divine wisdom, so that they can be free in adversity. All sentient beings in the prehistoric world who are predestined can become my disciples..."

Just a few breaths after Saint Taiqing announced the prehistoric world, two more voices rang out one after another. The entire prehistoric world was suppressed by these three voices and the three auras of Saints of Heavenly Dao that followed.

The Three Pure Ones actually became saints on the same day!
This directly scared many prehistoric creatures.

There was an atmosphere of panic spreading among both the Lich and Wizard races.

Hou Tu looked at Kunlun Mountain with a solemn expression, and only by leaning against Pangu Palace could she suppress her restless mood.

Di Jun looked at the three Dharma images that reached the sky and the earth in a daze, feeling inexplicably frightened.

"The future will be the era of saints." Fang Xun sighed.

"Saint..." Nuwa closed her eyes, and the aura around her was slowly floating.

"Six saints have been born, and the way of heaven has been perfected. Now I am the only one missing." Nuwa frowned, sensing that the primordial purple energy she possessed was trembling slightly.

This has nothing to do with the Taoist Ancestor, but it is the instinct of Heaven that is urging Nuwa to become a saint as soon as possible.

"Not yet." There was an invisible aura flowing through Nuwa's body.

In Fang Xun's perception, this aura seemed to be there and not there, like yin and yang, but it had no form, no substance, and it was impossible to guess. Any idea about it could not be put into practice. It was more chaotic than chaos, and neither form nor quality could define this state.

"Is this... Taichu?" Fang Xun was shocked. He looked at Nuwa again. She seemed to have disappeared from this world. Without her permission, there was no way to observe her.

"You go back first, I have to go into seclusion again." Nuwa said to Fang Xun, and then went straight back to the depths of the Creation Hall and went into seclusion in the chaos.

Fang Xun could only wish that his teacher would bring Chang'e, who was still in the state of enlightenment, back to Shouyang Mountain.

"The Three Pure Ones and Xifang have both become saints, but the teacher is still in seclusion. Now there is still one..."

Taoist Hongyun!

This is the last listener in Zixiao Palace who possesses the Hongmeng purple energy!
He had already become a quasi-saint when he finished listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace, but there was little news about him in the prehistoric world. Fang Xun had only met him once at the demon clan's celestial wedding.

Compared with the other owners of Hongmeng Purple Qi, Taoist Hongyun seems to be particularly mediocre. Until now, he is not even in the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.

"Hongyun is almost done, it's time for him to meet with disaster." Fang Xun had a strange impression of this man. He was the only one in the prehistoric world who could incur such a huge consequence.

"After he meets with disaster, the Hongmeng Purple Qi and the innate immortal spiritual light will return to the human race. There is no need to stop this, but..."

"Styx!"

This is Fang Xun’s goal.

During his great calamity, the Styx became a pawn of heaven, blocking his path. This was an irreconcilable contradiction.

"The problem is his immortality. Perhaps the Wu Clan will have a solution..."

(End of this chapter)