Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Candidate for a Saint

Gu Taiyi couldn't help but blush, and then he quickly adjusted, he cleared his throat, and then said solemnly:

"I think I have a relationship with Hongjun Sage!"

As soon as the words fell, beside the ancient Taiyi, a chaotic wave suddenly appeared, and when he didn't react, he was involved in it.

"Fellow Daoists, save ...... Hmm!"

The ancient Taiyi only had time to say a word, and then completely disappeared into the chaos, but the group of monks not far away, at the moment when his last sentence came out, fled quickly, hundreds of millions of miles away, far away from the chaos, everyone stopped.

"It's too evil!" said one of the monks.

"It's better not to run into him in the future. Someone scolded and said.

"Yes, don't run into him. Someone chimed in, and then frowned, "No, we don't know who he is, are you familiar with him?"

"Hmm, I heard a monk who had entered the chaos before, calling him Shen Daoyou......" The person who spoke didn't seem to have much confidence, and said with some uncertainty.

......

In the side palace of Zixiao Palace, there are pictures in front of Hongjun Daoren, and there are many monks who are trying to move forward in the chaos.

Outside the entire Yujing Mountain World Dojo, he used the power of Da Luo to suppress the chaos and prevent them from being too violent, and with the power of Taiyi, he arranged all kinds of strange tests in it, and those who could not pass it would all be sent back to the flood wilderness, or they would be sent to the derivative universe attached to the flood wilderness, and there would be some chance to compensate.

Hongjun looked sad, looking at the picture, one by one, the great powers, and his heart fluctuated.

He thought about it, stretched out his hand and put a little in the picture of Sanqing, and the picture suddenly had a purple meaning lingering, and soon, he marked the picture where Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi were located.

Just as he was about to continue, he suddenly turned his head to look at a new picture.

"Are you here?" Hongjun looked at the saints in the West Kunlun, and couldn't help but show a look of anticipation.

In the middle of the picture, a monk in Tsing Yi looked up, and then in the next moment, a hazy phantom figure came out of the picture.

"Hongjun Dao is friendly to Yaxing. Ye Ang's phantom shadow landed in the side palace of this Zixiao Palace, and he looked at Hongjun's behavior with great interest.

Hongjun smiled and didn't care about Ye Ang's intrusion here, and asked, "Fuxi Daoyou, how is it?"

Ye Ang shook his head, "It's not that Qiong'er doesn't agree, but she asks for the same treatment as Nuwa." ”

Hongjun didn't think about it, he shook his head and sighed: "That's impossible! There is a saint like Nuwa Niangniang, I am already big enough, and there is another one, if you pick a child at that time, won't you let the poor Dao do everything." ”

Ye Ang smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, I believe that with your ability, you can solve it." ”

"Qiong'er here, don't think about it, she is actually not suitable for being a saint, the reason why you consider making her a saint is because she does have enough prestige, and secondly, among the remaining desolate sacred, she is very hopeful that it is too easy to achieve, so that you will not waste a Hongmeng purple qi, and thirdly, she is under the command of Xi Kunlun, which is a huge force that can assist her in dealing with many things. ”

"But Qiong'er's own personality is not very suitable, she doesn't have the heart of a saint, all beings are to her, just a passerby, she is too calm and objective, at least for now. ”

"Although she is powerful and taught by me and Nuwa, at this moment, she still does not have great love for sentient beings, and she has not yet finished learning our understanding. ”

Hongjun glanced at Ye Ang deeply and shook his head, "Since you have said so, it is not good for you to be embarrassed by the poor way." ”

Ye Ang chuckled: "I'm for your good, if the saints don't listen to the tune and don't listen to the announcement, I don't think you have to carry out the work of Zixiao Palace." ”

Hongjun also sighed when he heard this: "It's not easy to be a saint." ”

He pointed to the picture marked by him in front of him, "Hongmeng Purple Qi is not much, if it is used, but it cannot become a saint, it will be a waste." ”

"The number of places in the hands of the poor road is also limited, if you waste one, you will have one less, and if you lose one, the poor road itself will have to bear a heavier responsibility, so you can't be careless. ”

Ye Ang noticed the five characters he marked, "Sanqing is good, their own background is enough, the possibility of impact is not small, and their outward heels are three points of Pangu Yuanshen, so they have the merit of opening the heavens, which can help them impact Taiyi, and among the many sacred, these three talents and talents are even more first-class, on the whole, they have the best chance to ascend to Taiyi and become saints, and they will not waste Hongmeng purple qi to them." ”

Hongjun Daoist bowed slightly, "I just don't know if they want to." ”

Ye Ang shook his head, "Let them choose for themselves." ”

Then, he pointed to the picture of Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun: "These two, I'm afraid it's not very suitable." ”

"Red Cloud used to have quite a few subordinates. Hongjun Daoist said in a low voice, the meaning of which is self-evident.

The saint he needs is a saint who can coordinate the flood famine, have a certain amount of power, and deal with the affairs of the flood famine, but not too strong and dominant.

Although Hongyun seems to be alone now, it was after the Dao Demon Tribulation that he was disheartened and dismissed many strong people under his command.

And since that time, his temperament has gradually changed, he is no longer so strict, he is extremely kind to people and things, just like the image of a good old man.

This kind of transformation has made Hongyun have a wide range of friends in the flood and famine, and his popularity is very good, if he becomes a saint, he will definitely be able to pull up a lot of power.

In this way, Hongjun has more power at his disposal.

"Former Red Cloud Dao people, of course you can. Ye Ang first expressed his appreciation for the previous Hongyun, and then changed his words: "Now, he is a guy who is kind to the mud, but I am afraid that he will not be able to show the majesty of a saint." ”

Hongjun didn't deny it, but just glanced at the picture again, in which Hongyun continued to move forward with Zhen Yuanzi.

"Let's take a look at it again. ”

As he spoke, he saw a few more pictures, and after thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and marked them on the two pictures of Kunpeng and Di Juntai.

Ye Ang glanced at Hongjun Daoren, who had a solemn and hesitant face, shook his head and said, "Don't deceive yourself, these are not suitable. ”

Hongjun glanced at Ye Ang angrily: "Kunpeng is born from the innate feng shui operation of the wandering thoughts, how can you say that they are all descendants of old friends, and they really don't take care of it at all?"

Ye Ang is not very optimistic about Kunpeng, "He is too arrogant, even if he preaches for living beings, it is only because he thinks so, and he does not have any saint qualities, so I am not very optimistic about making him a saint." ”

"Personality can be changed slowly. Hongjun said with some uncertainty.

Ye Ang sneered, did not answer his words, but fell in love with the picture of Dijun and Taiyi, this time, his brows furrowed slightly, a little hesitant.

After a while, he finally said to Hongjun: "Dijun and Taiyi are not very suitable, are you sure you want to choose them?"

Hongjun had a feeling that he had been seen through, but he didn't want to admit it verbally, so he just casually denied it: "Why are they not suitable, I think it's quite appropriate." ”