Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 69: The prehistoric goddess turns into a goddess and attains enlightenment!

In Kunlun Mountain, in the Hall of Sanqing, three rays of pure energy flashed past, and then the figure of Sanqing appeared.

There was a touch of shock and disbelief on Yuan Shi's face, and there was even a hint of unwillingness deep in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, among the seven of us, Hongyun, who had little luck, was chased by Kunpeng and died. Among the remaining six of us, it was Junior Sister Nuwa who was the first to attain enlightenment."

The Yuan Dynasty claimed that it was transformed from Pangu Yuanshen and became the orthodox Xuanmen and the authentic sect of Xuanmen.

At this time, seeing Nuwa preaching for the first time, it seemed that Big Brother's position had been shaken, and I felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

There was only shock on Tongtian's face, "This is the aura of the Great Way of Creation. Junior Sister Nuwa is very accomplished in mediating the creation. I didn't expect that in the end, she relied on the Great Way of Creation and took the lead in proving the Tao and becoming a saint in front of us."

Taiqing Lao Tzu, who has always been on the road to inaction, the best is as good as water, and doesn't take anything to heart.

At this time, in front of the supreme saint's avenue, the Taoist heart that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years also caused ripples.

"Junior Sister Nuwa has proven that the world will probably change again in the future."

Soon, Sanqing couldn't help but look towards the west.

Nuwa took the lead in proving the truth, which has already made Sanqing's face tarnished.

If only those two guys from the West were the first to preach in front of them.

Then where should he put the name of the Pangu Zongzong of Kunlun and Sanqing?
In the western land, on Mount Sumeru, next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

There were two Taoists sitting cross-legged, one with a yellow face and a thin body, the other with a painful expression.

It is the most powerful person in the West who quanti Taoist and guides Taoist.

The two brothers are famous for fighting the autumn wind. They are famous throughout the ancient world for saying, "Fellow Taoist and I are destined to the West."

At this time, the two senior brothers were not practicing.

Instead, he looked in the direction of Fengqishan with a dull expression. It took a long time before he came back to his senses.

Jie Yin's face was like a bitter gourd, and he covered his chest, looking extremely sad.

"Senior brother, Junior Sister Nuwa has clearly understood her holy way and is about to attain enlightenment. How long will it take for me to become a saint like Junior Sister Nuwa?"

Jie Yin already had a pained expression on his face, but after hearing Zhunti's words, he became even more miserable.

He sighed, and like Zhunti, his face turned as bitter as a bitter gourd.

"The holy way is difficult, it is even harder to reach the blue sky. We have been comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi for countless thousands of years, but we still get nothing. If this continues, when will our west be able to prosper."

Countless thousands of years ago, after the Longhan Catastrophe, there was a battle between Tao and Demon.

Taoist ancestor Hongjun joined forces with the great god Yangmei, the great god Yin Yang, and the great god Qian Kun to fight against the demon ancestor Rahu on Mount Sumeru in the west.

That battle was so shocking that it spread all over the world and directly shattered the spiritual veins of the West.

The spiritual veins were broken, and from then on, the West was no longer loved by heaven and earth.

The innate aura is much weaker than that of the east, south, and north.

The final thing is that during the battle on Mount Sumeru, the evil energy spread to the spiritual veins of the West.

Turning the innate spiritual energy into demonic energy, many powerful demon cultivators were born.

It is galloping and wreaking havoc in the western land and is very difficult to deal with.

The land of the West is not only barren but also very dangerous.

Therefore, the outstanding people from the other three parties are never willing to come to the West to practice and seek Taoism.

At that time, Zhunti and Jieyin had already set great ambitions.

It is necessary to revitalize the West into a place that is not weaker than the East, South, and North.

No, even beyond the east, south, and north.

It has become the holy land of cultivation that countless monks long for.

But countless thousands of years have passed, and there is still no improvement in the West.

He let out a long sigh and then spoke out to comfort Zhunti.

"Junior brother, don't be too sad. We can't understand the holy way, and the Kunlun Three Pure Ones may not have any understanding of the holy way. We are casual cultivators and are not in a hurry. But the Kunlun Three Pure Ones, who rely on the Pangu authentic sect, should be anxious. They are.”

When Zhunti heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the bitter melon color on his face suddenly reduced by half.

"Yes, there is still Sanqing at the bottom for us, don't panic, don't panic."

On the 33rd day, Daluotian, in the Demon Emperor's Palace, Demon Emperor Jun looked at the saint's aura coming from Fengqi Mountain, and his expression condensed.

There was a moment of great surprise on his face.

"With this breath, is Nuwa going to become a saint?"

No wonder Di Jun was so surprised. The battle between the lich and the lich gradually became more intense.

But the most confusing thing is that the strength of the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan has always been between them.

Once the war started, Di Jun was not sure of victory.

But now, everything is different. Nuwa is about to attain enlightenment, and his demon clan is about to have another saint.What does this mean?
It means that the demon clan will soon have a crushing advantage over the witch clan.

Donghuang Taiyi, who was beside Di Jun, frowned as if he had thought of something.

After a while, Donghuang Taiyi spoke slowly and solemnly.

"Brother, Nuwa's enlightenment may not be a good thing for our witch clan."

"What do you mean?"

"Have you forgotten what status Nuwa had in our demon clan before?"

"It's the Lord of the Demon Cult!"

Donghuang Taiyi said these five words with a solemn expression.

"Besides, she still has a demon-beckoning banner in her hand. When the demon-beckoning banner comes out, all the demons should follow. If Nuwa wants to become the leader of the demon clan again, with the title of Demon King, then we two brothers should let go. where?"

Donghuang Taiyi's words made Di Jun fall silent. His brother's considerations were actually quite reasonable.

Di Jun pondered for a while and then said, "Nu Wa has always been indifferent and unconcerned with the world. She only pursues the great path. She may not be interested in the position of the leader of the demon sect. After Nu Wa attains enlightenment, let's take the time to go to Fengqi Mountain. Let’s find out first before talking.”

"Yes, brother." This time Donghuang Taiyi did not refute Di Jun's idea.

In the center of the ancient world, deep in Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, in the Pangu Palace of the Wu Clan.

Countless huge shadows reaching into the sky and the earth stood in the Pangu Palace, exuding a fierce aura like the ancient wilderness.

The terrifying aura made this space unbearable and caused countless ripples.

"Damn it, the first saint in the world is actually Nuwa, the leader of the demon sect in the past!"

This was a fiery voice. The sound sounded like a yellow bell, causing people's eardrums to vibrate and almost tear. A terrifying hot breath rushed towards their faces.

"The relationship between Nuwa and the Demon Clan is very close, and there is a huge cause and effect. What if she helps the Demon Clan deal with us, the Witch Clan?"

"Humph!"

This cold snort came from that angry voice again.

"In our witch clan, the formation of the twelve gods and gods in the twelve capitals is becoming more and more complete. Even a saint may not be without the power to fight!"

At this time, among the twelve figures that reached the sky and the earth, the face of one slowly became clear.

He is like a yellow sac, red as red fire, with six legs and four wings, and is faceless. He is none other than the head of the ancestral witches, the ancestral shaman of space speed, Di Jiang.

He said solemnly, "Nuwa's enlightenment may not necessarily help the demon clan."

"Houtu, Xuanming."

"Brother."

There were also two huge voices.

"You two have a good relationship with Nuwa, and the relationship is pretty good. Let's go to Fengqi Mountain quickly and see what Nuwa thinks."

"Yes, brother."

In Buzhou Mountain, a burst of mysterious light flashed on two huge figures, and they turned into two figures and rushed towards Fengqi Mountain.

In Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa looked at the innate human race and innate Tao bodies all over the mountains and plains, with satisfaction in her eyes.

She flew up, and soon she was in mid-air, and said loudly, "My Nuwa, today I clearly understand the great path of my body, and use the great path of creation to create the human race."

"My Nuwa, become a saint today!"

When Nuwa's voice fell, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and purple energy traveled countless miles from the east, forming a purple light avenue in mid-air.

A greater saint's Tao Yun than before swept across the nine heavens and ten lands, all over the world.

There is a huge pressure on everyone's heart, making people unable to help but worship him.

The next moment, the avenue of purple light dispersed, and the heavenly merits gathered in midair.

A large cloud of merit and virtue was formed, extremely thick and shining with golden light, like a golden ocean.

The next moment, [-]% of the luck and merit fell into Nuwa's body.

The remaining one successful virtue was submerged into Zhao Gongming's body.

The merit entered the body and instantly merged with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Nuwa's body.

For a moment, a true saint's aura swept through every inch of the ancient land like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

The four ends of heaven and earth are all shrouded in Nuwa's incomparably vast holy power!

Saints are supreme, respected by all heavens, and incomparable awe.

When Hongjun had just become a saint and gave his first sermon in Zixiao Palace, there were three thousand visitors.

It can be seen that the reverence for the saints is in the hearts of all living beings.

(End of this chapter)