Seeing Lao Tzu sanctified, although the rest of the people were envious, they finally put their minds at ease, and finally had the opportunity to make a leap, and there was no longer the confusion of not knowing the way forward in the previous cultivation.

"May I ask the teacher, we only know the saints, but we don't know what kind of realm the saints are, and I still ask the teacher for advice. Lao Tzu bowed deeply.

"I once said, if there is no chance under the Heavenly Dao, Da Luo Jinxian is already the pinnacle of cultivation, but the Heavenly Dao is lacking, there must be a saint born to maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao, today the Dao is not complete, after I preach three times, I will fit the Dao with my body, in order to make up for the shortcomings, after that I am the Dao of Heaven, but the Dao of Heaven is not me. ”

After a pause, Hongjun looked at everyone's expectant eyes, and then said: "The saint is a mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, who has endured thousands of calamities and is stained with cause and effect. If a saint does nothing, he will not be defeated or lost. The husband or the object is either walking or following, or looking at or blowing, or strong or bad, or carrying or missing. Therefore, the saint goes to foolishness, luxury, and hatred. It is the Heavenly Dao Saint Ke Yuan Shen to entrust the void, the Heavenly Dao is immortal, and the saint is immeasurably immortal. ”

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and Yuan Shi hurriedly asked: "I don't know how to become holy, I hope the teacher will give you advice!"

Everyone also looked at Hongjun expectantly, hoping to get the method of sanctification.

Hongjun shook his head and smiled, and said: "The Holy Dharma Wu will explain to you next time, this sermon has ended, you can wait!" After speaking, he nodded to Chenxing and the others, and his figure had disappeared on the cloud bed.

Seeing Dao Ancestor leaving, the people who couldn't know the method of sanctification were a little disappointed, and they had no choice but to leave.

Just when Houtu was about to leave, Chenxing suddenly spoke: "Houtu Daoist, we want to go to the Wu Clan to have a look, I don't know what the friendship will be!"

Houtu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Daoist friends are here, Houtu is lucky, Daoist friends please!"

Today's Buzhou Mountain has gradually lost the momentum that used to dominate the ages, like the twilight of heroes, allowing all kinds of creatures to shuttle on it.

The people of the Wu clan have been living at the foot of the Buzhou Mountain since they were born, with the Pangu Hall as the center to guard the unyielding will of Pangu Father God, the people of the Wu clan go out every morning and return late, hunt for food, and only need to work hard to boil the body, not like the monks of the Yuan Shen who practice every day, but also at ease.

On this day, a few strangers came to the Houtu tribe, and the people in the original clan wanted to come forward to ask, but when they saw that the person who led the way was the ancestor Wuhoutu, they hurriedly retreated to the side.

Houtu led the people of Chenxing into the Houtu Palace, waited for everyone to sit down, and asked: "I don't know what the important matter of friends and others, can't they really come here to see how my Wu clan lives?"

Not only Houtu was puzzled, but even the fat man and Fu Xi were also puzzled, and they didn't understand why Chenxing wanted to come to the Wu Clan?

Chen Xing smiled and said, "Daoyou can now cultivate the Yuan Shen!" Hou Tu stood up suddenly in shock and blurted out, "How do you know?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and interjected: "How can there be anything in this desolation that this guy doesn't know, although I don't know how your Wu clan can cultivate the Yuan Shen, but I definitely have something to do with this guy." How do you think he knows?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Chenxing and said, "Xingzi, am I right?" In his eyes, he was very confident in his guess!

Chen Xing patted his head helplessly, and said with great certainty: "Fatty! You must have been a roundworm in my stomach in your last life...... I pulled it out and trampled it to death and reincarnated. ”

The fat man 'vomited', and roared in disgust: "Get out of the fat man!"

With a whole face, Chenxing stopped playing with the fat man, and said, "Although the fat man didn't guess everything, he was right about one thing!"

Houtu asked in disbelief, "Which thing?"

"You are now able to cultivate the Yuan Shen, and it is indeed related to me. Chenxing said in an affirmative tone.

Houtu asked with some suspicion: "What evidence do you have that you helped me?"

"I didn't help you!" Chenxing said dryly.

"Then you ......"

Chen Xing stopped Hou Tu's question with a wave of his hand, and said coldly: "There is someone else who helps you, in order to help you, he paid a price you can't imagine, and now you have to make a decision!"

Hou Tu asked a little dazedly: "What decision?" But he couldn't think of anyone who had the ability to solve the defect of his inability to cultivate the Yuan Shen.

"Don't tell anyone, not even your brothers. Chenxing said in a cold voice.

"Impossible!" Hou Tu said simply, although she knew that since Chen Xing and the others could be courteous to Hongjun, the first saint of the Heavenly Dao, they were by no means ordinary monks, and even their entire Wu clan might not be able to afford to provoke them.

But he and his brothers have an extremely deep relationship, since it is possible to cultivate the Yuan Shen, this matter is very important to the Wu Clan, how can he hide it from them. That's when Chenxing said that he wanted to keep it a secret.

Seeing that Houtu refused to agree, Chenxing fell silent, and Nuwa on the side hurriedly pulled Houtu and persuaded him: "Sister Houtu, you still listen to Brother Chenxing, we won't harm you." She knew how much Pangu had paid in order to keep the last inheritance of the Wu clan, and when she saw that Houtu did not agree to Chenxing, she stepped forward to persuade her.

Seeing Nuwa's anxious expression, Houtu still looked stubborn and didn't say a word. Compared with Chenxing, they have some insignificant friendships, and their brothers and clansmen are the ones they care about the most.

Seeing that Houtu did not look compromised, Chen Xing said indifferently: "I don't care if you believe it or not, if you tell this matter, it will bring ruin to the Wu Clan." ”

Hou Tu had a look of doubt on his face, and Ban Xiang finally asked: "My Wu clan has twelve ancestral witches of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Perfection Realm, and there are countless great witches who have stepped into the Great Luo Realm, even if Lao Tzu and other monks who have just stepped into the quasi-holy realm can't help my Wu clan." You say that my Wu clan will be destroyed, I don't believe it!"

Chen Xing sneered: "Do you still want to say that your ancestor still has the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, which can summon the true body of Pangu, and even the saints are not afraid?"

Hou Tu was shocked, and exclaimed: "Who are you, how can you know this?" The heart was extremely frightened, this is a secret that even those big witches in the clan don't know except for himself and other twelve ancestor witches!

"Hehe, what's so strange about this, even the fat man knows it!" said the fat man triumphantly.

Looking at the fat man who was pretending to be thirteen again, Chen Xing rolled his eyes, ignored him, and said coldly to Houtu: "You don't care how I know, you just need to know, if you anger me, Pangu can't protect your Wu clan." There was no doubt in his tone.

In fact, Chenxing was also depressed in his heart, although Pangu was not seen by himself as a child like Xiao Budian, but after all, he was also his own apprentice, how could the bloodline passed down not inherit his talent, but he completely inherited his stubbornness?

Hou Tu's face was a little ugly when she heard this, no one dared to force herself like this since her birth, let alone threaten herself with the life and death of the entire Wu clan, which made her very angry.

But she understands that Chenxing is not without this ability, just look at Hongjun's attitude towards him, that is the first saint since the opening of the heavens!

At this moment, Houtu could only suppress the anger in his heart and asked, "Can I know why?"

After pondering for a long time, Chenxing finally sighed, removed the coldness on his face, and said softly: " If you tell this matter, with your ancestral witch's strong body and the ability to cultivate the original god, it will definitely cause the fear of some people in the wilderness, and then for the purpose of some invisible people, how can they allow your Wu clan to exist, and they will definitely kill you and others desperately, then this person's hard work will not be in vain. ”

Chen Xing said so much in one breath, only to see that Houtu's face had changed, and his stubborn expression had eased a lot, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was also for the sake of his apprentice's wishes, and even the prestige of the Taoist master was thrown to Java.

Hey, the master is not so good these days!