Chapter 90: Tunnel Construction, Three Saints in One Day

North Sea.

The ancestor witch Hou Tu appeared in the Fangzhang Immortal Road with the other eleven ancestor witches.

Hou Tu said respectfully, "Daozu, we are ready!"

Gui Xuan looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Since you have made your decision, I will not say any more nonsense."

“The establishment of the tunnel is a matter of great importance.”

"During this great catastrophe for the human race, the Wheel of Reincarnation is already stirring, and it is about to be revealed. If it is delayed any further, the prehistoric world will be unstable."

"The Wu Clan combed the veins of the prehistoric land and purified thousands of Yuanhui in the prehistoric land, which is a great merit. This merit can be used as a guide to keep you safe."

The twelve witch ancestors bowed respectfully to Gui Xuan, "Thank you, Dao Ancestor Gui Xuan."

Gui Xuan looked at Zhen Yuanzi standing beside him, "Zhen Yuanzi, let's begin!"

Zhen Yuanzi's face was serious, and there was a faint golden light shining on his body.

Then he was sent to the foot of Mount Buzhou by Gui Xuan.

Zhen Yuanzi held the Book of Earth in his hand and looked towards the vast void with a dignified gaze.

Then a vast, sacred voice resounded throughout the vast earth.

"God is above. I am Zhen Yuanzi. I have helped the Wu Clan sort out the prehistoric world for billions of years. I feel that the prehistoric world is incomplete. Today, I have established a tunnel to complete the prehistoric world and educate all living beings in the prehistoric world."

"Use the best innate spiritual treasure Earth Book to suppress the destiny, honor it to the Xuan Dao Ancestor! I hope the Heaven will judge it!"

boom!
The ancient world was shaken.

In an instant, golden lotus emerged from the ground and flowers fell from the sky.

A thick beam of golden light of merit appeared between heaven and earth and fell on Zhen Yuanzi's body.

The purple air illuminated billions of miles of the vast wilderness. A ray of primordial purple air emerged from the void and merged into Zhen Yuanzi's body.

next second.

The mighty holy power suppressed the ancient world, and countless creatures were suppressed and could not raise their heads.

The New Saint has arrived!
So fast!
Billions of lives were shocked and felt unbelievable.

But the holy position that has fallen upon you does not seem to be fake.

"Congratulations to Saint Zhen Yuanzi for becoming a saint!"

Billions of lives bowed down in worship.

Before they could get up, Hou Tu appeared above the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

Only Hou Tu's compassionate voice was heard.

"God is above. I am Hou Tu, a descendant of Pangu, transformed from Pangu's essence and blood. I feel that the heaven and earth are incomplete. After the death of billions of living beings, there is no place to live and resentment is everywhere. Today, I create the reincarnation path and establish the six reincarnations!"

"I will use the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, the Book of the Underworld, to suppress the fate of the Samsara Dao. I will return it to the control of the Earth Dao, and I will pay my respects to the Xuan Dao Ancestor. I hope the Heaven Dao will judge it!"

Another golden light of merit fell and landed on Hou Tu, and a force of the soul was catalyzed by the merit of the way of heaven.

Hou Tu was overjoyed.

Then, he was horrified to find that his body was disappearing.

In the North Sea, Gui Xuan saw this and the power of laws flowed in his eyes.

Inside the Chaos Pearl, a gigantic figure appeared on Fangzhang Fairy Island. Upon closer inspection, it looked exactly like Hou Tu.

Gui Xuan injected countless powers of laws into this body, and took out twelve Dinghai Pearls from the chaotic world.

Send them together to the Netherworld North Sea.

This body was created by Gui Xuan using the innate soil and the three-light divine water, and integrating it with the thirteen ancestor witches of the witch clan who had not yet been born!

That's right!

He is the thirteenth Ancestral Witch secretly cultivated by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

For countless years, it has never been born.

After Hou Tu told Gui Xuan about this matter, Gui Xuan took a look and understood the reason.

Twelve is the number of great perfection.

If you want the thirteenth ancestor witch to be born, one of the ancestor witches must die.

Otherwise, under the will of heaven, the thirteenth ancestor witch will not be allowed to come into the world!

After Gui Xuan's deduction, although these thirteen ancestor witches were not conceived, they could just become Hou Tu's new bodies after creating the cycle of reincarnation.

Nurtured by the essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches for billions of years, the origin of the ancestor witches had already been born.

Add to that the innate soil and the three-light sacred water, and integrate them into the laws of creation!

It's just right to condense the body of an ancestor witch for use by Hou Tu!
Along with the body, there appeared a ray of primordial purple energy.

Hou Tu was blessed with a spiritual feeling, and she controlled her own soul to leave her main body and fall into a new body.

The Hongmeng purple air also fell.

By the time he completed this series of actions, his main body had already disintegrated and disappeared.

Instead, there was a dark and cold space world.

The underworld!

In the new body, Hou Tu suddenly opened her eyes.

She held the twelve Dinghai Pearls in her hands, and the vast voice continued to appear.

"In the cycle of reincarnation, there should be eighteen levels of hell!"

Click!

The three Dinghai Pearls flew into the underworld and turned into the eighteen levels of hell.

“There should be six realms of reincarnation!”

Another six Dinghai Pearls flew out, turned into six pitch-black whirlpools, and flew into the underworld.

"There should be Ghost Gate, Naihe Bridge, Yellow Spring River, etc."

All the remaining Dinghai Pearls flew in and transformed into various things from the underworld.

In just a moment, an empty underworld appeared in the vast land.

This is not over yet.

Hou Tu looked towards Mount Buzhou and used her great magical power to absorb a large number of the witches.

"There should be ghost soldiers and generals to keep the underworld running!"

Do it all.

Purple air rises from the vast land, spanning the entire vast world.

From the saints to the common creatures in the prehistoric world, their eyes were filled with tears, “Merciful and compassionate Hou Tu Niangniang!”

"Goddess Hou Tu is so virtuous!"

With the shouts of the crowd, Hou Tu became a saint!
The witch clan also has a saint!
"Heaven is above. I am the ancestor of the Styx. I have traveled around the prehistoric continent and felt that Heaven is incomplete. Today, I have established the Way of Killing, in charge of the prehistoric world's way of killing. I will use the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the twelfth-grade karma fire red lotus, to suppress destiny! Honored to the ancestor of the Xuan Dao!"

"Look to heaven and learn from it!"

In the incredulous eyes of the prehistoric saints.

A stream of primordial purple air descended from the sky and landed on the ancestor of the Styx.

The ancestor of the Styx became a saint on the spot!

"How can it be!"

"How could he become a saint?"

"God is unfair!!"

"..."

The great man in the ancient times looked crazy and it felt unreal.

They could all accept that Zhen Yuanzi became a saint by establishing the Earthly Dao and Hou Tu became a saint by creating the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

But he, the ancestor of the Styx, is not well-known, how can he become a saint!
What qualifications do you have!
envy!

envy!

envy! !
Countless great powers from the ancient times had red eyes.

Looking at the purple air spreading across the sky and earth, one has to accept the fact.

In fact, it is indeed not time for the ancestor of the Styx to become a saint.

It was Gui Xuan who used his privilege to summon out the last of the three primordial purple auras.

Integrate into the body of the Styx Patriarch. Before this, he had preached to the Styx Patriarch for hundreds of millions of years, and the Styx had already mastered the laws of the Great Way of Gold and refined itself.

Integrate into his killing style.

They gradually attracted the primordial purple energy and became saints on the spot.

It can be said that Gui Xuan opened a back door for him.

Three Saints a Day.

The great era comes again!

Countless creatures shouted respectfully, "Congratulations to Saint Styx for becoming a saint!"

Even if I can no longer accept the Styx's sanctification, there is no other way.

At this time, several saints who were discussing the outcome of the great catastrophe of the human race in the Zixiao Palace suddenly felt something unusual happening in the prehistoric world.

When they looked over, their expressions changed.

"Zhen Yuanzi, Hou Tu, and Minghe have actually become saints!"

Looking at the strange vision of purple air covering billions of miles in the ancient world in disbelief, several saints felt turbulent waves in their hearts.

Then he looked secretly at his teacher.

But I found that his face looked normal and there was nothing unusual.

Perhaps sensing the gazes of the Three Pure Ones and other saints, Hongjun spoke indifferently, "The saint has come to this world to complete the heaven and earth. The whole world celebrates together."

Under the strange gazes of the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin, and Zhunti, Hongjun appeared in the wilderness and said indifferently, "Congratulations to the two Taoist friends on becoming saints!"

Fellow? !
Sanqing and Nuwa were shocked.

It actually allowed Hongjun Daozu to become a saint. What exactly is this tunnel?
They can understand Hou Tu's theory of reincarnation.

For the benefit of all living beings in the ancient world, it is understandable that Hongjun Daozu called him a fellow Taoist.

But authentic...
Everyone is confused.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hou Tu looked calm, "You are too polite, fellow Taoist!"

After becoming authentic saints, they have already understood some things.

You should be called friends with Hongjun.

Hongjun nodded and looked at the disciples behind him, "Just do as I said."

After saying this, he disappeared into the wilderness and returned to the Zixiao Palace.

Only a few saints were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, he stepped forward helplessly and said, "Congratulations to the two uncles on becoming saints."

Why did you lower your generation level when everything was fine?
Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite, fellow Daoists. The cause and effect between me and fellow Daoist Hongjun has nothing to do with you, fellow Daoists."

These words obviously made Sanqing, Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti feel relieved.

It would be fun if I really called them both uncle-masters in the future.

They can't afford to lose face.

At that moment, I became curious about the tunnel.

However, they also understood that now was not the time to delve into the matter, so they chatted briefly and then left.

In the North Sea.

After watching the saints leave, Gui Xuan withdrew his gaze.

"It seems that Hongjun really has hidden the secrets of the earth and humanity."

The original spirit of the ancient sage is placed in the ancient heavenly way. Logically speaking, he should not be ignorant of the three ways of heaven, earth and man.

Judging from their performance just now, it was obvious that something was concealed.

Just when the tunnel was built, three saints were born in one day.

The vast void, above the nine heavens.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were knocked away by Gui Xuan and fell into coma, woke up at this time.

Di Jun looked at Taiyi, whose body was covered with cracks and who was seriously injured, with a grim expression.

"Damn the humans!"

A small human race actually made the demon race lose such a huge face in the ancient times.

This kind of hatred is simply impossible to swallow.

Taiyi said weakly, "Brother, we went too far in this battle."

"The two saints relied on the human race to become saints. The luck of the human race almost collapsed, causing the saints to fall from the sainthood. We have displeased the two saints this time. What should we do in the future?"

As he spoke, his tone was faintly worried.

They seem to be two saints, but in fact they have almost offended the saints.

Three pure things in one.

The real bodies of the two saints of the West were suppressed again.

This time, the demon clan has offended all the saints.

Di Jun's heart sank, and he finally said in a cold voice, "As long as we can unify the prehistoric world and become saints, relying on the luck of the demon race, we will not be afraid of these saints!"

Taiyi suddenly said, "What about Daozu Guixuan..."

Di Jun's expression froze and he opened his mouth.

After a long while, he slowly stood up and said, "Let the demon tribe recuperate and concentrate on refining the Witch-Slaying Sword!"

"There is more than one Dao Ancestor in this prehistoric world."

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The primeval times do not count the years.

Countless years have passed since the emergence of five saints in one day, and the prehistoric land has once again seen the flourishing age of three saints in one day.

When a saint is born, the whole world celebrates.

One after another, creations appeared between heaven and earth, repairing the wounds of previous wars.

With the establishment of the six realms of reincarnation, there is less resentment and hostility between heaven and earth.

What surprised Honghuang Shensheng was that the ancestor of the Styx actually incorporated his Asura clan into the Asura path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Become one of the six realms of reincarnation.

The merit bestowed by heaven made the sacred beings in the ancient world envious.

But what made Honghuang Shenshen feel nervous was.

They were horrified to find that there was only one holy throne left between heaven and earth!
Originally, there were nine saints destined by heaven.

Hongjun Daozu, Red Cloud Ancestor Buddha of Buddhism, Taiqing Saint of Human Religion, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun of Chan Religion, Shangqing Tongtian Master of Jie Religion, Nuwa Saint, Mother of Human Race, Jieying Saint and Cundi Saint of Western Religion.

It occupied eight holy seats at once.

There is also the Taoist Master Gui Xuan, who opened the way for all living beings and used his own infinite merits to exchange for the three holy positions, achieving the twelve great perfections.

Now the three saints have come to the world, Saint Zhenyuan, Goddess Houtu, and Saint Minghe!
There are eleven saints in total.

All of a sudden, the holy position became one again!
After some great and powerful people in the ancient times understood this matter, they were shocked.

They flocked to Wuzhuang Temple and Donghai Buddhism.

As for the Queen Mother Hou Tu and the Patriarch of the Styx, they are both in the underworld which is not yet complete and other forces are not welcome to enter.

There were only some Buddhist disciples and the witch clan who had been transformed into ghost soldiers and generals by Hou Tu.

In front of Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at the countless ancient sacred figures densely packed at the foot of the mountain with bitter faces, not knowing what to do.

Ever since their master became a saint, these ancient sacred gods seemed to have gone crazy and all squatted at the foot of the mountain and refused to move.

But they were both too weak to be driven away.

I dare not chase him.

It would be so embarrassing if I got beaten to death!

Under the gazes of others, Zhen Yuanzi appeared in the void with holy light all over his body.

After seeing Zhen Yuanzi, a prehistoric sacred being quickly asked.

"Saint, I wonder if the last holy seat belongs to the underground?"

And at this time.

In the ancient times, a rumor appeared and instantly detonated the ancient times.

"The Taoist Master Gui Xuan has not yet become a saint!"

"This last holy seat is reserved for Daoist Ancestor Gui Xuan!"

(End of this chapter)