Honghuang: My clone Buzhou Mountain

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones stared blankly at the west, with shock, surprise, and disbelief on their faces.

Nuwa's sudden sainthood awakened them from their practice in an instant.

Although they were a little depressed after being shocked, Nuwa was also their junior sister. After thinking about it, the three of them decided to go and congratulate her.

It would also be helpful for them to find out the details of Nuwa's sainthood.

Who knew that just as they set off, the world would have such changes.

Jie Yin and Zhunti, the two registered disciples of the Taoist Ancestor, had also become saints.

The Three Pure Ones have always been arrogant, and they look down on these two junior brothers who got the cushion by crying.

Moreover, in the master's place, these two people were just registered disciples.

But now, these two shameless guys actually became saints before them. How can the three of them tolerate this?

After so many years, Yuanshi and Tongtian have also killed the three corpses. Now they are just one step away, but they have no clue.

Even Laozi, who had killed the three corpses long ago, still hadn't figured out the function of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

In this situation, not to mention the arrogant Yuanshi Tianzun, even the arrogant Tongtian felt a little embarrassed.

They were the direct disciples of the Taoist Hongjun, the only Pangu authentic in the prehistoric world, transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit. They didn't expect to end up in the end.

Faced with this sudden change, the Three Pure Ones felt a little dazed.

However, the holy power rolling between heaven and earth and the extremely familiar aura all reminded them that what they saw was not an illusion.

After a long time, Tongtian was the first to speak: "Brother, this Jieyin and Zhunti should be the merits and saints that Master said?"

There are three ways to become a saint, the law of proving the Tao, the method of killing the three corpses, and the merits and saints.

Although the merits and saints are the weakest, at least Jieyin and Zhunti have indeed become saints.

Moreover, the merits and saints are not that simple. They need to be recognized by heaven and earth before the merits and saints can be achieved.

At least in Tongtian's heart, there is no enlightenment that can gain merit.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not surprised, and said angrily: "Establishing a religion and making some wishes, there will be such merits, it is really..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Laozi: "Second brother, be careful with your words!"

Daozu has become a part of the heavenly way with his body, so you can't say this casually.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face trembled slightly, but he didn't know how to speak, so he had to stroke his beard fiercely.

In an instant, the Sanqing Palace became quiet again.

In Zixiao Palace, the first three cushions were accepted as direct disciples by Daozu, and they were all given innate treasures. How glorious they were.

But at the most critical point of becoming a saint, they were robbed of the glory by Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Brother, are we still going?" In the end, it was Tongtian who spoke first.

"I can't lose face!" Yuanshi Tianzun, who had the best face, closed his eyes and meditated directly.

Laozi didn't say anything, but closed his eyes, with the purple air of Hongmeng floating in his palm.

Tongtian saw this, looked at the western world, and began to meditate.

Nuwa became a saint, so he should congratulate her, but even Tongtian couldn't bring himself to do that to Jieyin and Zhunti.

If these two guys didn't cry and want to die in Zixiao Palace, how could they get two cushions.

Now the most urgent task is to find a way to become a saint, as for congratulating Nuwa, it doesn't matter if we go later.

On Mount Buzhou, Houtu and others were all stunned, not only shocked by Tianyuan's words, but also by the way Jieyin and Zhunti became saints.

Gonggong couldn't help shouting: "Is this how you become a saint?"

After he finished speaking, he naturally turned around and looked at Nuwa. When Nuwa became a saint just now, there were not so many messy wishes.

The great witches such as Kuafu and Xingtian on the side, even Houtu was puzzled.

Establishing a Western religion, making many great wishes to the Heavenly Dao, and then becoming a saint, it's really too much of a joke.

Although Di Jun and Tai Yi didn't say anything, they had the same expression.

They gathered the luck of heaven and earth, and only then had a chance to take that step. Jie Yin and Zhunti just opened their mouths and muttered a few words, and they reached the realm they dreamed of.

Besides, these two guys just killed a corpse some time ago, and the progress was really too fast.

Nuwa glanced at Gonggong and said softly: "This is a sainthood of merit, which is different from mine!"

"A sainthood of merit?" Hou Tu muttered, she seemed to have heard Tian Yuan mention it before, but she didn't take it to heart.

Recalling the many great wishes Zhunti made, Hou Tu frowned, and her eyes unconsciously looked towards the direction of chaos.

Tian Yuan around him, including their Wu clan, did practical things, and it was not clear that any merits were left. Jie Yin and Zhunti got such huge merits without words?

Hou Tu guessed the root of the problem and said nothing, but Gong Gong said with dissatisfaction: "We, the witch clan, combed and purified the earth veins, but we didn't necessarily get any merits. What merits and abilities did these two guys have?"

There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in his words.

When their ancestor witches were roaming the prehistoric world, Jie Yin and Zhunti didn't count.

The several great witches beside them were also grumbling.

Hou Tu didn't say anything, but she could see some annoyance in her eyes.

After all, when Sister Nuwa became a saint, she also got merits, but they were taken back by the world.

In her opinion, Jie Yin and Zhunti's sainthood was completely a backdoor opened by Hongjun of Zixiao Palace.

When Hou Tu thought of this, she felt a sense of fear inexplicably.

Saints can be created at will, and the one in Zixiao Palace is far more terrifying than she imagined.

Nuwa didn't say anything, but her eyes looked at the distant sky.

The sky was full of flowers, and a broad road stretched out to the sky amidst the golden lotus. It instantly landed in front of everyone. Two figures walked hand in hand on it, and they were in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

Jie Yin and Zhunti, with smiles on their faces, clasped their hands and congratulated: "Congratulations to Sister Nuwa for achieving the status of a saint!"

The only thing in their eyes was Nuwa. As for the rest of the people, they didn't even look at them.

Jie Yin and Zhunti were so happy. They had no idea of ​​becoming a saint.

But when they saw Nuwa becoming a saint, they suddenly felt something in their hearts, and suddenly they were enlightened.

With a great wish, they easily killed the remaining two corpses with the merits of heaven and earth. With the help of the primordial purple qi in their bodies, they successfully took that step and became saints of the heavenly way.

Now, their souls are entrusted to the heavenly way. If the heavenly way is not destroyed, their souls will not die.

Unless the prehistoric world collapses, no one can kill them.

With such a strong strength, how could Jie Yin and Zhunti not be happy? But they also knew in their hearts that this was all given to them by their master.

However, the two smiling people looked at Nuwa and felt a little suspicious unconsciously.

The aura of Nuwa seemed to be a little different from that of their fellow disciples.

They thought of the merits that fell from the sky when Nuwa became a saint, and were taken back by the Heavenly Dao.

Looking at the two saints in the West who were smiling, Nuwa frowned and responded silently: "If you want to go, just say it."

If it weren't for Zixiao Palace, she would have no friendship with Jie Yin and Zhunti, and Hongjun had many plans for Honghuang, so he didn't have a good face for the two.

They became saints at this time, probably to stop her.

Upon hearing this, Jie Yin immediately responded with some melancholy: "Sister Nuwa, we are all disciples of our master, so we should support each other, love each other and help each other.

But since Sister Nuwa is willing to teach me, I can only respectfully obey your order."

As saints, Jie Yin naturally wanted to find out about each other's situation, and they appeared with a purpose.

After saying this, he took a step forward, and saw the void in front of him break open, and a rolling chaos emerged.

Seeing this, Di Jun, Tai Yi and others were all shocked.

This place is quite a distance away from the chaos, and Jie Yin casually cut it open, and it is already outside the prehistoric world.

"Hmph!"

Nu Wa snorted coldly and followed closely behind.

As a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, she also wanted to know the strength of Jie Yin and Zhunti.

Seeing the two people escape into the chaos, Zhunti in the field retracted his gaze, raised his eyes slightly, and snorted softly.

In an instant, Gonggong and several witches were hit hard, their faces changed drastically, and their bodies swayed. Several weak witches fell down in a panic.

Seeing this, Houtu's face turned cold and her eyes were full of anger.

But the terrifying pressure in the air had already made her speechless.

Zhunti glanced at Houtu indifferently, and finally looked at Tianyuan standing in the air.

All those below the saints were ants, and these people were no longer in his eyes.

"The cause and effect of Buzhou Mountain earlier needs to be settled with you." Zhunti looked at Tianyuan with a gentle look.

But the next second, his face changed drastically, and he casually cut open the space and went in directly.

At the moment of breaking open, Tianyuan vaguely heard Jieyin's cry of pain, and Nuwa's indifferent words came.

"The merit-making saint is indeed the weakest!"

The void healed, and Zhunti's figure had disappeared from the scene.

The holy power that enveloped the heaven and earth disappeared, and many people around breathed a sigh of relief.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were waiting in the air, fled directly to the demon court without any hesitation.