The Taoist had a bitter face and watched helplessly as the golden light of merit in the sky dissipated. "Senior brother, it seems that this fashion is not the moment of our sanctification!"

Zhun Ti's face turned hideous, and he roared frantically: "How is it possible! How can he Sanqing become holy by establishing a religion, why can't we succeed? Could it be that the Heavenly Dao is really going to perish in the West!"

When he heard that Zhun Ti was talking about the way of heaven, his expression was nervous, and he hurriedly covered his mouth and said, "Senior brother, be cautious! How can we refute the way of heaven in vain? Let's think about why we can't become holy!"

The living beings in the desolate land looked at the west with expectation, but they didn't know that the two people in the west were thundering and raining, but they didn't move after gaining some merit.

"What's going on in the West? Speaking of which, those two are also the foundation of the Great Dao, so why haven't they become holy?"

"Yes, look at the Sanqing saints! It's just that once a sect is established, it will be sanctified, and it is worthy of the Pangu Authentic Sect!"

"These two embarrassing things, in vain let the uncle look forward to it for a long time!"

......

Words like these filled the whole desolate land, and all those who were wise enough to talk about it. How do they know the mystery?

Nuwa's sanctification is due to the fact that the race she created is the protagonist of the heavenly desolation, and the Holy Mother of God, as the creator of the race, is naturally of immeasurable merit. The greatness of its merits can be compared to the merits of the great god Pangu in opening up the world.

Let's take a look at Sanqing, which one is not a powerful person who has cultivated to the pinnacle of the sub-saint. In addition, he is incarnated by the great god of Pangu, and he already has the great merit of opening the heavens, coupled with the merit of establishing a religion, the combination of the two naturally urges his own cultivation to skyrocket. Some people may say, since merit prompts cultivation, doesn't it mean that the three Qings are also sanctified for merit?

In fact, merit only played an auxiliary role when the Sanqing was sanctified. Help Sanqing to understand the way of their own understanding faster, and when Sanqing understands the way of their own understanding, they will naturally break the shackles and become holy.

On the other hand, the hard introduction and quasi-mention.

These two brothers don't have as much merit as Sanqing, and their own cultivation is only the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood, so they still want to become holy by establishing a religion for such a little cultivation? It's just a joke!

As everyone knows, the former guests of Zixiao Palace were all in an uproar! They didn't respect Hongjun and didn't respect Xuanmen! That was a betrayal of their master, how could Hongjun not be angry?

But in fact, Hongjun was really not angry. Just a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his originally plain eyes suddenly lit up, and then fell silent!

Sanqing listened to the words of the guide and the quasi-mention. Lao Tzu's face was angry, and he stared fiercely at the west. The primordial face was gloomy, the green tendons pinched by the fingers burst out, and the Pangu flags hunted and hunted, as if they were about to shake it and completely destroy the West. Tongtian is the most impulsive, and his sword aura is soaring into the sky. The four swords of Zhu Xian are so angry that they want to break through the air!

Zhun Ti, who was extremely distressed, looked at the blue sky and white sun, and for the first time felt how small he was in this desolate land. Thinking that Sanqing has been sanctified, he is a brother, wouldn't he let Sanqing be bullied. Thinking of Li Qingming again, Zhun Ti gritted his teeth with hatred!

In desperation, Zhun Ti was sad from his heart, and cried loudly, Zuihou convulsed like crazy, and roared with tears on his face: "If I am a Buddha, I am willing to spend all the living beings in the East to make up for the barrenness of my West!"

As soon as Zhun Ti said this, there was a violent thunder surge in the sky, and then a golden light of merit with a thickness of a foot was accompanied by thunder and fell straight on the top of Zhun Ti's head.

"Huh?" then looked at the strange scene in front of him, the essence in his eyes flickered, "Senior brother, it seems that my brother has found a way to make up for merit!"

Hearing the words of the introduction, Zhongzhun raised his head and said, "What is the law?"

Then he said solemnly: "Ambition!"

Zhun Ti was stunned for a moment, then thought of the power of merit that had just entered the body, wiped away the tears on his face, and laughed: "What Senior Brother said is extremely true!"

Zhun Ti glanced at each other and saw the other party's resolute look. Nodding, the two of them shouted at the same time:

"When I was a Buddha, there were no hungry ghosts and beasts in hell in my treasure temple, and even silk flying and wriggling, etc., I had to make this wish not to be a Buddha for the rest of my life, this is the first wish......

"When I was a Buddha. I am happy in the eyes of others. It's like missing out on all the bhikkhus. This is the fifteenth vow......"

"When I was a Buddha, the Bodhisattva in the Buddha was able to speak all the Dharma, and his command and argument were limitless. If you don't make this wish, you won't be a Buddha. This is the 38th vow......"

"When I was a Buddha, I was in the right position of faith. Thinking upside down. Stay away from separation. The roots are pure. It's all muddy. If you don't make this wish, you won't be a Buddha. This is a wish for zuihou!"

The huge golden wheel of merit looming behind his head, pinching the orchid in his hand, and smiling: "Since then, I have been the head of Western Buddhism, and I am honored as Amitabha!"

The true body of the Buddha who is expected to show out the eighteen hands, only to see his chest ornamented with a jewel, dressed in heavenly clothes, stepping on the lotus with both feet, and sitting on the throne of Vajra with good stumbling, each holding a bottle, a bell, a wheel, a mirror, a bow, a quercus, a shield and other magic weapons in each of the eighteen hands. Zhun Ti looked excited, looked up to the sky and said loudly: "Since then, I have been the second leader of Western Buddhism, and I am honored as Zhun Ti Buddha Mother!"

At the end of the great wish, a road paved with golden lotus leads to heaven and earth! The golden light of merit, which is even thicker than before, once again falls from above the nine heavens! Two Dapeng sculptures composed entirely of golden light of merit, each holding a saint fruit in their mouths, each rushed into the minds of the leading and Zhun Ti.

As the Dao Fruit entered the body, the aura of the Receiving and Zhun Ti suddenly became ethereal, and a sage's coercion suddenly burst out from the Receiving and Zhun Ti bodies, instantly sweeping the entire desolate land.

The nerves of all living beings in the flood wilderness were already numb, and they only bowed their heads mechanically, and shouted in their mouths: "Congratulations to the Taoist who has attained sanctification, and Amitabha Buddha's holy life is boundless! Congratulations to the quasi-Daoist for his sanctification, and the holy life of the Buddha's mother is boundless!"

These merits were advanced by the two of them from the heavens, and if one of these great vows had not been fulfilled, then the introduction and the quasi-mention would be completely tragic! Not only would the mana be withdrawn by the Heavenly Dao, but I am afraid that even the soul would be annihilated by the Heavenly Dao!

......

Now, all six disciples of Hongjun have been sanctified. Although it is said that the introduction and quasi-mention of the debut door are also obtained from Hongjun. The seventh Hongmeng purple qi Li Qingming was stored in the Qiankun Ding. According to Hongjun's words, nine is the extreme number, and the eighth Hongmeng purple qi should be one of them. Not to mention the grain Qingming, who knows that the glimmer of life is in the hands of Li Qingming?

At this point, the era of the saint of the flood has come!

In the depths of the darkness, there is a person who is worried. Who are you? Thinking that he Styx is the power of the same era as Sanqing and Zhun Ti, now that the seven people have been sanctified, he has been stuck at the peak of the quasi-saint for thousands of years, and his cultivation has not advanced an inch at all!

On this day, the Netherworld Blood Sea ushered in a figure that Styx could never have imagined in any way.

"Styx river friend, the old man is visiting, why don't you come out quickly to greet you?"

Styx was originally sitting in the cave to comprehend the way of heaven, hoping to break through this zuihou hurdle and advance to the sub-saint. At this time, he was getting better, but was interrupted by a clear voice. I was secretly angry in my heart, but the sound was quite familiar in retrospect. Confused, I had to go out to greet him!

"Hehe, your guest is coming! Isn't this a Taoist friend of Qingmingzi! Rare and rare!" Styx saw Li Qingming in a sky-blue robe from afar, and hurriedly greeted him, already leaving the unhappiness just now.

"Hehe, Poor Dao came here this time to give a chance to Taoist friends!" Li Qingming said with a smile,

"Why did Daoyou say this?" Styx was even more puzzled at this time.

"Are you and I here to chat?" Li Qingming looked at the vast Netherworld Blood Sea and said suddenly.

Styx was stunned for a moment, and then hahadaxiao said: "Haha, please be a friend of the Dao!"

Li Qingming walked in this blood-red sea, frowned slightly, and said: "Fellow Daoist, they all say that your Netherworld Blood Sea is a desolate and filthy place, but I didn't believe it at first!

Styx just smiled and walked ahead of himself.

Li Qingming saw that Styx had no excuse, and shook his head helplessly. After walking down for dozens of miles, Li Qingming's eyes suddenly brightened.

I saw a transparent buckle bowl, firmly covering the bottom of the sea of blood. Huge mana fluctuations shrouded it! Through the buckle bowl, Li Qingming had an unobstructed view of the underwater scene.

I saw that the entire Netherworld Blood Sea was like an incomparably beautiful blood-red crystal, exuding an incomparably brilliant blood-colored brilliance, and the blood color was also dotted with bright starlight!

Li Qingming's mouth opened wide in astonishment, and said, "Daoist friends are hiding very deeply!"

Styx hahadaxiao: "The world is stupid, only looking at the appearance, not knowing what's inside! I don't know that my Netherworld Blood Sea has its own innate array protection! Otherwise, in these few more than a few associations, the poor Dao will give birth to spiritual wisdom and transform into a form......?"