All Heavens, Space and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 322 Sanctification
"Oh, how do you say that?"

Taoist Minghe didn't panic, but asked curiously.

Ming Yang helped Styx to take back the Netherland, this cause and effect is a bit big, it can't be offset by giving a few disciples some advantages.

Therefore, the higher Ming Yang's requirements were, the more Styx felt relieved.

Having said this, Ming Yang straightened his body and said:
"Fellow daoists, Ming Yang's coming to the Netherland is a coincidence. I feel that the heavenly secret has been revealed. There is a great opportunity to appear here, and this great opportunity should be related to the Nether Blood Sea."

Ming Yang spoke leisurely, but as soon as he said these words, Taoist Ming He's expression changed drastically.

Is it related to the land of the nether world?
Patriarch Styx didn't know it himself?
If someone else said this, Patriarch Minghe would definitely not believe it, maybe he would take out Yuantu Abi and kill him, but Mingyang believed what Mingyang said.

Ming Yang is a man of Taoism, for so many years, he has been famous in the town of Honghuang.

Even if they are not Taoist disciples, few people dare to provoke him.

The weapon of enlightenment is infinitely powerful, and the number of Da Luo Jinxians who beheaded is more than fifty of the heavenly dao. In addition, when the heavenly court discussed the dao, Ming Yang directly reprimanded the disciple of the dao ancestor, Zhun Ti, for killing and cutting decisively, which made countless people with great supernatural powers secretly heartbroken. shock.

There is no need for such a person to lie.

"This... Fellow Daoist, can you explain in more detail?"

Styx asked softly.

What I said was a bit unfounded.

Ming Yang also smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm joking. This secret is unpredictable, and I just feel a slight opportunity. In this catastrophe, even a saint can't detect the secret."

The sage has infinite power, can deduce the secrets of heaven, make infinite fortunes, and predict the future.

In fact, Da Luo Jinxian can do it too.

It's just relatively weaker.

But now that the catastrophe is coming, the secrets are chaotic, even a saint can't continue to deduce the secrets, and Ming Yang can't do it if he asks himself.

"It's Meng Lang."

Styx was a little depressed.

Seeing this, Ming Yang said again:

"However, before the battle, I had a little bit of insight. Fellow Daoists, have you seen the countless souls in this nether world?"

"This world is always limited. If countless souls have been here, how will the Netherland be treated?"

"This……?"

Taoist Minghe was taken aback for a moment, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart.

The Nether Blood Sea is theoretically boundless, but if it continues like this, there will be more and more souls, and the Netherland will not be able to bear it.

Styx thought about it in his heart, but he couldn't help it.

Ming Yang didn't say any more, and sat down to discuss with Ming He.

Minghe is also a man of Taoism. He preached the Tao three times and learned infinite mysteries from it. Although it is different from the Mingyang Dao, but by analogy, he has a lot of insights.

150 years later, the discussion between the two has just ended.

On the distant prehistoric continent, an incomparably huge coercion descended.

The mighty purple energy filled the Great Desolate Continent, shocking countless people with great supernatural powers.

In the purple air, there is also the air of infinite merit descending.

"This is... Nuwa has become a saint."

Mingyang's expression changed, and his body turned into light and rushed out of the Netherworld, Taoist Minghe followed closely behind, and the two rushed to the source of the purple energy one after the other.

Not long after, Ming Yang came to the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, a large group of great gods had already gathered.

Sanqing, Jieyin Zhunti, Hongyun, Zhenyuan, Fuxi, Taiyi, Dijun, Dongwanggong... All the people with great supernatural powers changed their expressions when they looked at Nuwa.

An extremely powerful aura permeated the surroundings of Nuwa's body, and just this aura overwhelmed all the people with great supernatural powers.

When Ming Yang arrived, Nuwa was slowly restraining her aura.

"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for becoming a Hunyuan Saint."

All the congenital gods bowed their heads in worship.

Under the saints, all are ants.

This worship is not too much.

It's just that even if she was sanctified, Nuwa didn't have much joy on her face. Instead, she said: "Guardians, I will set up a dojo in the chaos and open up the chaos. If you want to, you can come to watch the ceremony."

After finishing speaking, Nu Wa instantly flew into the sky and disappeared.

Most of the other people with great supernatural powers left just then, and only a few people entered the chaos above the nine heavens.

In the chaos, Nuwa stood up, threw the red hydrangea in her hand, and stopped the infinite chaos with a bang.

Then, in the red hydrangea, good fortune was conceived, chaos evolved, earth, wind, water and fire evolved, and thunder bursts, and soon formed a world, but this world was connected to the Great Desolate Continent and was a part of the Great Desolate Continent.

Ming Yang was slightly startled when he saw this scene.

Nuwa opened up a world, and her power is astonishing.

It's just that when Nuwa opened up the Hunyuan Dojo, Nuwa used the prehistoric laws of heaven, acting in the way of sages, communicating with the laws of heaven, and every move has the power of laws, which is astonishingly powerful.Even though Nu Wa had never practiced other Dao before, and she specialized in the Dao of Creation, the various Dao she displayed at this time are not inferior to many people with great supernatural powers.

In terms of power, it should be stronger.

This is terrifying.

"The power of a saint is truly terrifying."

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun said in a low voice.

With Nuwa's action, all those with great supernatural powers will understand what a real saint is.

Thousands of spells, thousands of supernatural powers, and countless Taoist methods are at your fingertips, with infinite mana and powerful laws, directly opening up the land of chaos.

Nuwa summoned a piece of flying stones and set up a Taoist temple in this place, named Wohuang Palace.

Once this palace is established, it will become its own destiny, occupying the chaos, enjoying the freedom of immeasurable kalpas, no disasters and difficulties, great freedom and great fortune.

Other people with great supernatural powers are all envious.

"Fellow Taoists, since I have been sanctified, I will talk until the 49th day of July [-]th. All fellow Taoists, you can sit down and listen." Nuwa spoke and sat on the main seat.

Other people with great supernatural powers felt delighted when they heard this.

The preaching of the saint is extraordinary.

Even though Nuwa was sanctified with great merit, she is the weakest among the saints, but a saint is a saint, and when Nuwa preached, none of the supernatural beings could fully understand her.

Even so, many fellow Taoists listened with great interest.

After the 49th, all comrades left, and the Wohuang Palace suddenly became clean.

"Brother!"

Nuwa looked at Elder Fuxi beside her, and couldn't help but speak.

Fuxi was free and easy, and said:
"Why should my sister be like this? Since she has been sanctified, she should have the heart of a saint. The way of heaven is irreversible. When I return from recultivation, there will be a day when I will see you again."

Nuwa nodded with tears on her face.

But Fuxi didn't care at all, his eyes flashed with infinite wisdom.

Nuwa's sanctification is a big event.

The originally arrogant Wu clan became depressed after feeling Nuwa's aura.

A saint has immeasurable power.

A saint came out of the monster clan, and the twelve ancestor witches were a little worried. Even if 12 people condensed into Pangu's true body, they could suppress Nuwa, but it would be unrealistic to have the upper hand for a long time.

Coupled with the monster clan's Zhoutian Xingchen formation, the twelve ancestor witches felt a little depressed.

"I have a way."

Gonggong's eyes lit up, he remembered something, and said.

(End of this chapter)