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If you want to prove the Dao with the merits of the Dao of Heaven, you can only become a saint of the Dao of Heaven, and you cannot become a Golden Immortal of Hunyuan Daluo who is beyond the control of the Dao of Heaven.

Without the blessing of Hongmeng Purple Qi, no matter how much merit the Houtu obtains, it will only stop at the Quasi-Saint Perfection Realm. If she wants to take a critical step, she needs to comprehend the avenue on her own.

If there is the blessing of Hongmeng Purple Qi, she can use countless merits to prove the Tao and become a saint, and the primordial spirit entrusts the heaven to become an immortal saint of heaven.

If you want to use the merits and virtues of the Tao of Heaven to prove the Tao, you will naturally be restricted by the Tao of Heaven.

If you don't rely on merit to prove the Tao, it will be more difficult to break through the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Once the promotion is successful, it will be beyond the control of the heaven, but there will be a danger of falling.

"Houtu uses merit to prove the Dao, the only thing missing now is Hongmeng Purple Qi, and I still need my help!"

With the help of Di Jiang and other ancestral witches, Li Qingshan snatched the Hongmeng Purple Qi and kept it in his body.

Nowadays, proving Taoism in the back soil requires Hongmeng Purple Qi, and Li Qingshan will naturally not be stingy.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, I have something to give!"

Before Li Qingshan could finish speaking, his big sleeves waved suddenly, and Hongmeng Ziqi turned into a beam of rays of light and flew towards the back soil.

"Buzz!"

The Hongmeng Purple Qi trembled wildly, and circulated continuously around the back soil, demonstrating the rule of the Three Thousand Great Dao, a true meaning that reached the Dao of Heaven, and enveloped the endless void.

"Bengong almost forgot, you still have a primordial purple qi in your hand!"

Seeing Hongmeng Purple Qi in Houtu, he was extremely happy in his heart, and his eyes looking at Li Qingshan were full of kindness.

When they got the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the past, the ancestors had already decided to give it to Li Qingshan, which logically was his private property.

Houtu did not expect that Li Qingshan would be willing to give up the purple qi of Hongmeng and let himself become sanctified.

Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation of the Dao. Ordinary cultivators are reluctant to give it to others. Li Qingshan dedicated his opportunity to prove the Tao, which made Houtu extremely moved.

Although Hongmeng Ziqi is good, Li Qingshan does not intend to use it to become a saint. After all, the Taoist saint will become the puppet of the heaven.

What's more, Li Qingshan's cultivation base is limited, and he can't play the maximum function of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Relying on the relationship of the blood of the same family, coupled with the fact that he has offered the purple energy of Hongmeng, after the Houtu is made holy, can it still be a loss to him?

The moment Hongmeng Ziqi appeared in the world, all the great powers were amazed, revealing extremely surprised eyes.

"How could Hongmeng Ziqi be in Li Qingshan's hands? Could it be that he obtained it when he robbed Jiujiu Sansoul gourd that day?"

In the Palace of Lingxiao, Di Jun sensed the aura of Hongmeng's purple energy, and his heart was suddenly horrified. After careful reflection, he realized that everyone in Yaoting was deceived by Li Qingshan.

"It's hateful, this son dares to fool me, it turns out that Hongmeng Ziqi has always been in his hands!"

Dong Huangtai showed a ferocious look on his face, and his eyes burst into fierce fire, as if he wanted to swallow Li Qingshan alive.

His dignified demon court demon emperor, was actually played by Li Qingshan of the big Luo Jinxian, how can Donghuang Taiyi bear it.

"After the land has obtained countless merits and received the help of Hongmeng Ziqi, he is bound to become the seventh saint of the Great Desolation, and the demon court is in danger!"

As soon as Fuxi said these words, all the demon gods panicked, and even Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi frowned, as if foreseeing the seriousness of the matter.

In the view of the Five Villages of Longevity Mountain, Zhen Yuanzi felt the breath of Hongmeng's purple air, and his eyes showed a strange luster.

"Hongyun was forced to die by Kunpeng, but Li Qingshan got Hongmeng's purple qi. The ninety-nine scattered soul gourd must be in his hands!"

In the past, when Hong Yun died, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help, and even the relic of his friend, Jiujiu Sanshun Gourd, could not be recovered.

Now, Li Qingshan took out the Hongmeng Purple Qi and made Zhen Yuanzi feel that it was necessary to find the other party and inquire about the whereabouts of Hongyun's relic.

"Wait until this matter is over, and the poor road will go and talk about it!"

Zhen Yuanzi muttered to himself, and immediately closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to the abnormality of the sea of ​​​​blood.

At the same time, in the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, Tongtian saw Li Qingshan sending the Hongmeng Purple Qi to Houtu, and his face suddenly sank.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi is so precious that it is so easy to give away, what did Qingshan think?"

As a saint, Tongtian naturally knew that Li Qingshan had already won the Violet Qi, but he didn't intervene or ask.

Now, when Tongtian sees Li Qingshan giving his chance to others, he is inevitably a little disappointed. After all, it is a chance that ordinary people can't ask for, so he gave it away.

"With Li Qingshan's past behavior, he shouldn't be so reckless. Does he know some secrets, and still have a way to prove it by himself?"

Tongtian knows that the saints of the Tao of Heaven seem to be supreme, immortal and immortal, but they are actually puppets of the Tao of Heaven. Anyone who violates the general trend of Tao of Heaven will inevitably be severely punished.

Once merged with Hongmeng Purple Qi, fate will be in the hands of Heavenly Dao, the cultivation base will no longer be able to improve, and he will not be able to get rid of his control for the rest of his life.

"There will be gains and losses. Since it is Qingshan's own choice, let him go!"

Tongtian sighed and didn't bother about Li Qingshan's giving up the 540 chance of becoming a saint. After all, it was the Primordial Violet Qi he obtained by himself, and no one else had the right to ask about his attribution.

In the sky of the sea of ​​blood, the back soil merged with the purple energy of the monarchy, and the vast merits rioted again.

"Boom!"

After all the merits and virtues have been absorbed, the back soil merges with the purple qi of Hongmeng, and the primordial spirit is entrusted to the heavenly way, and the heavenly way saint who proves the way is immortal and immortal, a coercion belonging to the late stage of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, shocking the heavens.

The seventh saint was born in the Great Desolation, and the prosperous vision of heaven and earth enveloped the heavens.

I saw the purple energy coming hundreds of millions of miles from the east, the infinite auspicious color hanging high in the sky, and the infinite reincarnation law derived six reincarnations, covering the endless void.

For a time, the ground swelled with golden lotuses, the ceilings were falling, and the mysterious sounds of the avenues resounded like a yellow bell and a great Lu. Countless golden boys held golden lanterns in their hands, spinning countless Taoist patterns, and many jade girls held lotus platforms and sincerely worshipped them.

The stars in the nine heavens shone brightly, the mountains and rivers spit out boundless earth energy, the phantoms of the prehistoric tribes hang high in the sky, dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and many other auspicious beasts hover and leap in the void.