Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

Lao Tzu looked at his two brothers and sighed. It seemed that he was looking for an opportunity to tell them the difference between the three major ways of proving the Tao.

On the western land, Zhunti and Jieying were also attracted by the sudden vision in the wild.

"Senior Brother, this Nuwa is really lucky, she can get such a large amount of merit, maybe she can rely on this merit to become a saint! The East is really outstanding, if we can have a few more Nuwas like Sanqing in the West Da Neng, the situation will definitely not be too bad!" Zhun Ti enviously said.

"Junior brother, don't be too anxious about this kind of thing, take your time." The guide said slowly.

Anyway, Daozu still owes them the West, so what are you afraid of?

But Zhunti's response made Zhunti very strange.

In fact, since tens of thousands of years ago, he felt that his guiding senior brother had changed.

In the past, the guiding senior brothers worked hard for the prosperity of the West.

But now, the senior mentor is getting calmer and calmer.

And this change seems to have started after they went to the foot of Buzhou Mountain to steal something and were stunned...

At this moment, in the place where Nuwa was, there were countless newborn human races kneeling down. Nuwa's body was shining with light, and endless merits had been brewing for a long time, and she landed with infinite dao rhymes that permeated all directions.

Among them, [-]% fell on Nuwa, [-]% fell on the newborn human race, and the last [-]% fell on the congenital gourd vine.

When the merit fell into Nuwa's body, she was shrouded in endless dazzling light, as if she was the only one in the world, and her momentum exploded.

It was an aura that was too powerful to describe.

Her breath suddenly swept away in all directions, causing the sky to change color, and all living beings trembled in fear, as if space was frozen and time was still.

Between the heavens and the earth, countless witches, demons, and almost all creatures in the prehistoric world were subdued to the ground by this coercion.

"Could this be the legendary holy power?" Di Jun in the heavenly court asked in horror.

Under this coercion, even if he is already a mid-term quasi-sage, he still feels like an ant who can be shot to death by this coercion.

"All saints are ants, and the words of the Taoist ancestor are true!"

Beside Di Jun is Donghuang Taiyi who has broken through the mid-stage quasi-sage, and at this moment his eyes are burning with fighting spirit.

Just when everyone in the prehistoric world thought that Nuwa's sanctification was a foregone conclusion, Nuwa, who was shrouded in a huge amount of merit, suddenly trembled and opened her eyes slightly.

"It is not my wish to become holy through merit and virtue. My goal is to behead the corpse and become holy!" Nuwa murmured softly, unwilling to accept merit and virtue into her body.

However, the next moment, a stream of purple air circulated around Nuwa's body, and there was a faint golden light in this purple air.

When Nu Wa rejected the power of merit and was unwilling to become a saint of merit and virtue, it unexpectedly lost control and began to actively absorb merit and promote Nu Wa to become a saint.

"How could this happen!" Nuwa was shocked and angry, but there was nothing she could do.

She didn't know that although Hongmeng Ziqi was on her body, it was controlled by Hongjun.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun smiled and said to himself: "Although I don't know what method you used to make Nuwa unwilling to become a saint, but I will lose to my subordinates in the end! This game is my Won!"

But just when he thought that Nu Wa was destined to become the No. 1 puppet saint under his command, a white light suddenly bloomed.

A white lotus flower appeared above Nuwa's head.

Then the light beam fell, and the white lotus fixed the majestic purple energy on Nuwa's body.

"Twelve-grade pure world white lotus!" Seeing this scene, Hongjun's smile froze immediately, and he even stood up from the cushion.

It can be seen how out of control he is at this time.

Looking at Nuwa again, after the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus stabilized the primordial purple qi, it actually dispelled the hidden golden light in the primordial purple qi.

"I, after all, made a wrong calculation!" Hong Jun said with a dejected expression when he saw the golden light dissipate.

That golden light was exactly what he had placed in the primordial purple air.

But he missed the white lotus in Nuwa's hand.

The chaotic green lotus disintegrated, leaving behind four lotus seeds.

It turned into four twelve-grade lotus flowers.

They are Karma Fire Red Lotus, Pure World White Lotus, Karmic Virtue Golden Lotus and World Extinct Black Lotus.

The Yehuo Red Lotus was in the hands of the ancestor Minghe, the virtuous Golden Lotus was bestowed by Hongjun to suppress luck in the West, and the Mieshi Heilian disappeared after Luohu's defeat.

Only the pure white lotus is the most mysterious. It was only tens of thousands of years ago that Nuwa was seen carrying it into the Zixiao Palace.

With the means arranged by Hongjun, let alone the best innate spirit treasure, even the innate treasure can't be easily dispelled.

But Hongjun ignored the word "Jing" in Jingshi Bailian.

This "clean" is to wash away the dirt and restore the true nature of things.

Like Hongjun's gold dot mixed in the primordial purple qi, it is dirt to the primordial purple qi, and it is within the purifying range of the world-cleaning white lotus.

Soon, without the means arranged by Hongjun, Hongmeng Ziqi lurked obediently.

That massive amount of merit is no longer scrambling to integrate into Nuwa's body.

Chapter 60 Hongjun: You Win a Game

Nuwa gave Jingshi Bailian a grateful look.

As expected, Brother Chen was prepared for things like a god and gave her the Pure World White Lotus, so that she escaped unharmed!

If Chen Xuan found out about this, he would definitely deny it three times.

I'm not, I'm not, you bullshit!

"Hold my corpse, cut it off!"

In the original prehistoric plot, although Nuwa has gained a lot of merit, which can also be used to kill the three corpses, but under Hongjun's calculations, she has no chance to kill the three corpses.

All the merits and virtues of creating human beings have been regarded by the primordial purple qi as the sanctification, and Nuwa's Daoguo can only be entrusted in the prehistoric way of heaven and cannot be free.

But now, with a soft shout, Nu Wa spent one success point to behead the third corpse.

The remaining [-]% of the merits and virtues of creating a human being are collected and the Golden Wheel of Virtue is behind Nuwa.

"You have won this round!" Hong Jun shouted coldly, and disappeared from Zixiao Palace.

When Hongjun's figure appeared again, he had already appeared in front of Nuwa.

"Meet the teacher!" Nuwa saluted.

"Nuwa, the three ways of proving the Tao are all accessible, why don't you use your merits to prove the Tao and become holy?" Hongjun's face was frosty.

"Teacher, Nuwa doesn't want to be that virtuous saint, but wants to imitate the teacher's way and cut the corpse to become a saint." Nuwa said.

For a moment, the scene froze a bit.

"That's all, that's all! Since you want to take the road of beheading corpses, it's not that I can't help you. I have some experience in beheading corpses. You can study and understand." Hongjun waved a stream of light and landed in front of Nuwa. Wa reached out to catch it.

"Thank you teacher!"

"Go back and learn how to unite the three corpses! Lich and this human race, you don't want to interfere in the future, just let's cultivate with peace of mind!" Hongjun continued.

"Follow the teacher's decree!" Nuwa agreed.

Then Hongjun disappeared in place.

Seeing Hongjun walking away, Nuwa let out a long sigh of relief. Even though she had cut off the three corpses now, and her strength had reached the late quasi-sage stage, she was still overwhelmed when facing Hongjun.

It seemed that as long as Hongjun waved her hand, she would die.

From the previous changes in Hongmeng's purple air, Nuwa already knew that Hongjun had something to plan.

Although that method was broken by Jingshi Bailian, Nuwa was also worried that Hongjun would do something to her.

Now it seems that I am safe.

It should be that brother Chen has set up some backhands to make Hongjun feel jealous.

Thinking of this, her heart was filled with happiness.

It is said that women in love have a negative IQ, and it seems that Nu Wa is no exception.

She didn't even look at how bright the golden wheel of virtue was behind her, it would be no wonder that Hongjun dared to attack her!

Then Nu Wa glanced at the human race again, and she felt a sense of intimacy with these races that she had created.

But thinking of Hongjun's words, she could only helplessly turn her head and return to Buzhou Mountain, wanting to ask Brother Chen what he meant.

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain at this time, Chen Xuan looked up at the sky, and said to himself: "Has the human race been created after all?"

In his previous life, he was a human being, so Chen Xuan had a different feeling for the human race.

Of course, it's just emotion.

But he didn't know that there was an old man with murderous intent standing near his dojo.

"A magic circle full of Hunyuan aura?" Hong Jun shuddered slightly as he looked at the chaotic holy formation: "The person who can deploy this kind of magic circle is definitely not weaker than me. No wonder he dares to lay out the prehistoric world!"

"It's true that you won Nuwa's game, but it's not certain who will win and who will lose in Lich's game!"

Then, the moment the voice fell, Hongjun had disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

In the Kunlun Mountains, the sacred power came and went quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa became a saint?" Yuan Shi asked in surprise.

"I remember that when the teacher became a saint, he announced to the prehistoric people, and the prehistoric world was full of visions. It seems that this is not the case now, but what happened to the holy power before?" Tongtian also asked in doubt.

"As expected, everything is under Master Chen's control!" Lao Tzu stroked his beard with a smile on his face.

Tong Tian and Yuan Shi looked at Lao Tzu together.

"Brother, what is going on?"

"You don't need to ask too many questions, just come with me to Wa Palace to meet fellow Taoist Nu Wa." Lao Tzu said with a smile.

When Nuwa returned to Wa Palace, Fuxi had been waiting here early.

"Little sister, what happened? You didn't go to travel in the prehistoric, how did you make such a big commotion?" Fuxi asked anxiously.

Before Nu Wa could speak, Di Jun, Tai Yi and other high-ranking demon clan officials came to Wa Palace.

"Emperor Wa, you haven't proved yourself a saint?" Di Jun looked at Nuwa in surprise.

"There are three ways to prove the Tao. I choose to kill the corpse to become a saint, and I don't want to take the road of merit and virtue to become a saint." Nuwa replied.

Di Jun was rejoicing but also a little regretful, if Nu Wa became a saint, then their monster clan would not be able to stabilize the witch clan?

However, he was also afraid that after Nuwa became a saint, her influence on the Yaozu would be greater than that of Emperor Jun.

"Brother, I, Emperor Guanwa, seem to have chopped off the three corpses!" Donghuang Taiyi said.

Only then did Di Jun notice Nuwa's realm, and his eyes showed envy.

"Fortunately, I used my merits to behead my dead body." Nuwa said flatly.

"Then Wahuang, now that you have chopped off my corpse, and the witch clan doesn't have the combat power of the late quasi-sage, shouldn't it be time for our monster clan to counterattack and suppress those barbarians?" Kunpeng said on the side.

As soon as this remark came out, Di Jun's eyes lit up.

Reaching the quasi-sage level, the difference in every small realm is a world of difference.

Even if Nu Wa is not as powerful as Wang Shu on Taiyin Star at this time, she is still much stronger than the existence in the mid-term of the quasi-sage!

If Nu Wa can make a move, he will definitely wipe the Wu Clan from the prehistoric land.

"Forgive me for not being able to accept the demon master's words. When I beheaded the three corpses, the teacher came to the prehistoric world and asked me not to interfere in the affairs of the lich." Nuwa said.

"What? Daozu intervened?" Di Jun asked in surprise.

"Emperor Wa, do you think you are strong enough to not want to benefit our monster race?" Kunpeng sneered, "Why didn't we notice the coming of Dao Patriarch?"

Ever since Nuwa and Fuxi robbed the merits of Yaowen, Kunpeng saw the two brothers and sisters getting more and more disliked.

Now seeing that Nu Wa has directly reached the late stage of the quasi-sage, it is even more sour.

Dijun and Taiyi looked at Nuwa's eyes suddenly changed.

"Kunpeng, what do you mean? The Taoist ancestor has already joined the way of heaven, how can you investigate? Do you think my sister will tell lies?" Fuxi stared.

Kunpeng was so frightened that he shivered violently.

Just now I made a few sour sentences, but now I realize that Fuxi, the dead sister, is totally unreasonable.

"Emperor Xi doesn't need to get angry, the demon master is just guessing, don't hurt your peace." Di Jun persuaded with a smile: "If that's the case, then we won't disturb Emperor Wa's meditation. Farewell!"