Honghuang: I am the Chaos Pearl, and Hongjun is nothing.

The saints preached and visions abounded.

Golden lotuses surge from the ground, auspiciousness descends from the sky, and countless Taoist rhymes circulate among them. Hongjun's sermon this time is the real method of killing three corpses. At the same time, there are merits and virtues for sanctification, and the power to prove the Tao in one stroke.

In just three thousand years, Hongjun finished describing the three methods of becoming a saint.

And in these three thousand years, probably only the seven people on the futon in front of me really understood it, and everyone else was just in the dark.

However, it is a worthwhile trip to be able to see the saint's face and see the method of becoming a saint.

The sermon at Zixiao Palace ended.

Hongjun glanced at the gods below and said expressionlessly.

"Pangu opened the sky and evolved into the prehistoric times. I gained supreme creation. During the battle with Taoist demons, I achieved the status of a saint. Under the enlightenment of the way of heaven, I passed down the Taoism to all living beings."

"Now, my merits have been completed. After today, I will be in harmony with Heaven. From now on, nothing short of Heaven's will will come out!"

"You must remember that the great trends of the ancient way of heaven cannot be changed, but the small trends can be changed. Everything must comply with the will of God in order to achieve positive results."

When the gods heard this, they were more and more impressed by Hongjun, and felt more and more that Hongjun was the orthodoxy of the ancient times.

I felt in my heart that coming to Zixiao Palace to listen to sermons was the most correct thing to do in my life.

However, the gods did not see it.

The moment they knelt down and worshiped.

The luck that belongs to them is like a tide, flowing towards Hongjun.

Especially the luck of the East Prince, the Queen Mother of the West, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Zulong are even more grand and strong.

These fortunes from the ancient world were now plundered by Hongjun, making them become more illusory and unpredictable.

Hongjun was overjoyed.

Because the gathering of these fortunes was beyond his expectation.

I thought that he would need to do it again before he could break through the Saint Realm and return to the Hunyuan Realm!

But now it seems that he can advance to Hunyuan Wujiluo Jinxian with the help of these lucks.

However, the benefits he deserves should still be there, at least it will play a huge role in his further progress.

He immediately looked at the seven people in the front row and said calmly.

"The way of heaven has its own trajectory, but it also requires lifelong help to maintain it. Therefore, after I join the way, I need disciples to help me manage the ancient world and educate all beings."

"The number of the world begins with one, stands with three, becomes five, reaches seven at its peak, and reaches nine at its peak. Therefore, the number under the heaven should be nine!"

"However, the way of heaven is incomplete, and one of them has escaped. Therefore, there should be eight saints in the ancient world, which means there should be seven saints under my sect!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Everyone realized that the seven figures in the front row, and the seven futons they sat on, suddenly revealed emotions such as passion, disappointment, envy, and jealousy.

Especially Prince Dong, whose eyes were bloodshot at this moment, his fists were clenched, and his face was as ferocious as a ghost.

He looked at Kunpeng with a strong murderous intent.

That was his seat, but Kunpeng inserted it into the jar, causing him to miss the chance of becoming a saint.

This is the hatred of breaking the road!

If he hadn't been in Zixiao Palace, Duke Dongwang would have sacrificed his spiritual treasure and had a big fight with Kunpeng.

That was a saint, the first person under heaven, with a respected status and unparalleled strength. How could he, Prince Dong, miss him?

Kunpeng, the chief culprit, I, Prince Dong, are at odds with you!

"May I ask, saint, who can become a saint?"

At this time, I, who was also extremely excited, tried hard to control his emotions, cupped his fists and asked.

"Tai Qing Lao Tzu, Yu Qing Yuan Shi, you two are the transformation of the soul of the Great God Pangu. You have a respected status and deep blessings. You can take the place of your teacher and teach the ancient world!"

Having said this, Hongjun looked at Laozi, Yuanshi.

The two of them didn't know it yet, but the opportunity had come.

He immediately left his seat and knelt in front of Hongjun.

"Taiqing, you have become my great disciple as Hongjun. You shoulder a heavy burden of tens of thousands of pounds. You should teach and transform all living beings for the sake of heaven and relieve the worries of my master."

"Yuanshi, you must also assist your brother and educate all sentient beings in the wild."

As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, he waved his hand and unleashed two purple-gold auras, full of mysterious Hongmeng aura.

"This is the Hongmeng Purple Qi, which is the foundation for becoming a saint. Only by obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi can one achieve the status of a saint!"

Seeing the appearance of Hongmeng Ziqi, a figure in Zixiao Palace suddenly narrowed his eyes.

This person is the monk who looks ordinary, has the peak level of Daluo Jinxian, and recognizes Kunpeng.

The moment he saw Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He shouted in his heart, the master is really powerful, even the treasures given by Hongjun are known clearly.

However, the Master said that this object should be the placenta that breeds the law. Why does it become the foundation of sanctification?

The master also said that all the Hongmeng Purple Qi that came out of Hongjun's hands has been modified. The Hongmeng Purple Qi is no longer the Hongmeng Purple Qi and has lost its original efficacy. I don't know if it is true or not.

However, it doesn’t matter, anyway, this time, my goal is not Hongmeng Purple Qi!

I, Yuan Shi was overjoyed and respectfully kowtowed to Hongjun three times before putting away the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, they didn't know that the moment they put away the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Countless red-gold filaments stretched out from their bodies and plunged into Hongjun's body.

That is the golden thread of luck, a conduit for transporting luck.

From then on, from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Laozi and Hongjun established a relationship of plundering and being plundered.

From then on, no matter how the two of them operated or planned, they could not escape Hongjun's fingers.

"Ancestral Dragon, Kunpeng, Zhunti, Jieyin, and the Queen Mother of the West, you will also become saints of the ancient times, taking your place as teachers and educating all living beings."

Hongjun glanced at the other five people and said calmly.

Then with a wave of his big hand, he launched five rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi, which were put away by five people respectively, calling them Master.

Without exception, countless threads of luck rushed out from their bodies and were controlled by Hongjun.

Later, Hongjun once again sacrificed a treasure that made countless creatures envious, jealous and hateful.

The innate treasure, the Tai Chi Diagram, which was transformed into the back of Pangu God's axe, was given to senior brother Laozi.

The innate treasure transformed from the blade of Pangu's divine ax, the Pangu flag, was given to Yuanshi.

Then various top-quality innate spiritual treasures were given to Zulong, Kunpeng and the others.

Regarding this, Zhunti and others were all overjoyed.

Kunpeng, in particular, was overjoyed.

They thought they were just trying their luck, or even that this futon only represented enlightenment, but they did not expect that it was the chance of a saint.

Kunpeng felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life and stood at the highest peak of the ancient world. Below, Dijun and Taiyi knelt down for him, respectfully and fearfully!

Only Zulong looked indifferent.

Because he already had other ideas and was noncommittal about Hongjun's move.

At this moment, Prince Dong's hatred for Kunpeng had reached its extreme level, and even the murderous intent in his eyes was about to solidify.

Holy throne, the foundation of sainthood, Hongmeng Ziqi, innate treasure, the best innate spiritual treasure, disciple of the saint...

"Kunpeng, you and I are inseparable!"

"It is fate that you can come to my Zixiao Palace. I have collected many spiritual treasures in the early years, so I will give them to you."

"Fellow Taoists, please go to the Fenbao Cliff behind Zixiao Palace and look for opportunities!"

When Hongjun said this, his whole person was extremely ethereal.

It seemed that he could melt into the void at any time. The moment Zao finished his words, he could no longer hold on and turned into little stars, disappearing into nothingness.

The gods were shocked and hurriedly released their spiritual thoughts to check, only to find that Hongjun had disappeared and could no longer be seen, as if he had disappeared into the prehistoric world.

When the gods saw this, they were horrified and became more and more in awe of Hongjun. They hurriedly bowed down to show their respect.

But soon, some people couldn't sit still and hurriedly rushed out of Zixiao Palace and went to the back of Zixiao Palace.

Those were the treasures collected by the saint, and they were absolutely exquisite. Whoever got them belonged to him, so he set off in a hurry.

Among the crowd, the powerful man at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian had shock and deep admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Master said that Saint Hongjun will distribute the Hongmeng Purple Qi, give me the Tai Chi Diagram, the Yuanshi Pangu Flag, and give everyone opportunities. Fenbao Cliff does exist!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that this was Master's dojo. What Hongjun did was actually completely controlled by Master. Master is the boss of the Great Desolate World, right?"

With pride, he followed the gods to the Zixiao Palace. From a distance, he saw an extremely ordinary mountain with hundreds of millions of miles of mountains suspended in the void. On top, the spiritual light flickered and was dazzling. The breath of heaven and earth spiritual treasures was released, making the eyes of countless creatures suddenly light up.

"Is that Fenbao Cliff?"

"What kind of treasure did I think it was, but it turned out to be an acquired stone mountain?"

"Tsk, tsk, the saint is really returning to his original nature. He is so simple to use a hill that is not even a Chaos Spiritual Stone to store treasures!"

The gods talked a lot and looked at the spiritual treasure on the hill, their eyes shining.

Only the Daluo Jinxian peak monk looked at the hill called Fenbaoya, and doubts flashed in his heart.

"This is Fenbao Cliff, nothing special about it? Why did Master ask for this hill by name? Even the treasures on it were given to me. It's really unpredictable!"