Chapter 69 The world changes in the ancient times, Nuwa proves her truth!

In Kunlun Mountain, in the Sanqing Hall, three streams of pure air flashed by, and then the figures of the Sanqing appeared.

Yuanshi had a look of shock and disbelief on his face, and even a trace of unwillingness in the depths of his eyes.

"I didn't expect that among the seven of us, the old man Hongyun had a shallow fate and was hunted down by Kunpeng, and died. Among the remaining six of us, it was Sister Nuwa who was the first to achieve enlightenment."

Yuanshi claimed that he was the incarnation of Pangu's primordial spirit, and was the orthodox and authentic Xuanmen.

Seeing that Nuwa was the first to achieve enlightenment, it seemed that the status of the big brother was shaken, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Tongtian's face was only shocked, "This is the breath of the Great Dao of Creation. Sister Nuwa has made great achievements in mediating creation. I didn't expect that in the end, she relied on the Great Dao of Creation to be the first to achieve enlightenment and become a saint in front of us."

Taiqing Laozi, who has always been inaction, good as water, and doesn't take anything to heart.

At this time, in front of the Supreme Saint Avenue, the Dao heart that had been silent for billions of years also set off waves of ripples.

"Sister Nuwa has achieved the Dao, and the prehistoric world will probably change again in the future."

Soon, the eyes of the Three Pure Ones could not help but look to the west.

Nuwa was the first to achieve the Dao, which made the Three Pure Ones lose face.

If the two guys in the west were the first to achieve the Dao in front of them.

Then where would the name of the Pangu authentic of Kunlun Sanqing be placed?

In the western land, on Mount Xumi, next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

There were two Taoists sitting cross-legged, one with a yellow face and a thin body, and the other with a painful face.

They were the strongest people in the west, Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jieyin.

The two brothers were famous for begging for money, and they were famous in the prehistoric land for a sentence, "Daoyou and I have a predestined relationship in the west."

At this time, the two brothers were not practicing.

Instead, they looked at the direction of Fengqi Mountain with a dull face, and it took a long time for them to come back to their senses.

Jie Yin's face was like a bitter gourd, he covered his chest, and he looked extremely sad.

"Brother, Junior Sister Nuwa has already realized her own holy way, and she is about to achieve enlightenment. When can we achieve enlightenment and become a saint like Junior Sister Nuwa?"

Jie Yin's face was already full of pain, and after hearing Zhunti's words, he was even more bitter.

He sighed, and like Zhunti, his face turned like a bitter gourd.

"The holy way is difficult, as difficult as ascending to the sky. We have comprehended the primordial purple energy for countless tens of thousands of years, but still have nothing. If this goes on, when will our Western world prosper?"

Countless tens of thousands of years ago, after the Longhan catastrophe, there was a battle between Taoism and demons.

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun joined forces with the Great God Yangmei, the Great God Yinyang, and the Great God Qiankun to fight against the Demon Ancestor Luohou on Mount Xumi in the West.

That battle shocked the world and the gods, and affected the four seas and eight wastelands, directly breaking the Western spiritual veins.

The spiritual veins were broken, and since then, the West has no longer been loved by heaven and earth.

Compared with the east, south and north, the innate spiritual energy has been weakened by an unknown amount.

The most important thing is that after the battle at Mount Xumi, the demonic energy spread to the western spiritual veins.

The innate spiritual energy turned into demonic energy, and as a result, many powerful demon cultivators were born.

They were rampant in the western land and were very difficult to deal with.

The western land was not only barren, but also very dangerous.

Therefore, the outstanding people in the other three places were never willing to come to the west to practice and seek the Tao.

At that time, Zhunti and Jieyin had already made a great ambition.

They were determined to revitalize the west into a place that was not inferior to the east, south and north.

No, they even had to surpass the east, south and north.

It became a holy place for cultivation that countless cultivators in the prehistoric world yearned for.

But after countless thousands of years, there was still no improvement in the west.

Jieyin comforted Zhunti with a long sigh.

"Junior brother, don't be too sad. We can't comprehend the holy way, and the Kunlun Three Pure Ones may not have any understanding of the holy way. We are casual cultivators, so we are not in a hurry. The Kunlun Three Pure Ones, who are proud of Pangu's orthodoxy, should be the ones who are anxious."

When Zhunti heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and the bitterness on his face suddenly reduced by half.

"Yes, there are still the Three Pure Ones to support us. Don't panic, don't panic."

In the Thirty-three Heavens, Daluo Heaven, in the Demon King Palace, the demon Emperor Di Jun looked at the saint's breath coming from Fengqi Mountain, and his face condensed.

A great surprise instantly appeared on his face.

"With this breath, is Nuwa going to prove the way to become a saint?"

No wonder Di Jun was so surprised, the battle between witches and demons gradually became white-hot.

But the most difficult thing is that the strength of the demon clan and the witch clan has always been on par.

Once the war starts, Di Jun is not sure of winning.

But now, it's different. Nuwa is about to prove the way, and his demon clan will soon have another saint.

What does this mean?

It means that his demon clan will soon have an overwhelming advantage over the witch clan.

Donghuang Taiyi, who was beside Di Jun, frowned, as if he had thought of something.

After a while, Donghuang Taiyi spoke slowly and solemnly.

"Brother, Nuwa's enlightenment may not be a good thing for our witch clan."

"What do you mean?"

"Have you forgotten what Nuwa was in our demon clan before?"

"She was the leader of the demon cult!"

Donghuang Taiyi said these five words with a solemn expression.

"Besides, she still has the demon flag in her hand. When the demon flag is out, all demons will follow. If Nuwa wants to be the leader of the demon clan again after enlightenment, and be honored as the demon king, then where should we two brothers be placed?"

Donghuang Taiyi's words made Di Jun fall silent. His brother's considerations were actually quite reasonable.

Di Jun pondered for a while and then said, "Nu Wa has always been indifferent and unconcerned with the world. She only pursues the great path. She may not be interested in the position of the leader of the demon sect. After Nu Wa attains enlightenment, let's take the time to go to Fengqi Mountain. Let’s find out first.”

"Yes, brother." This time Donghuang Taiyi did not refute Di Jun's idea.

In the center of the ancient world, deep in Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain, in the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan.

Countless huge phantoms that reach into the sky and the earth stand in Pangu Palace, exuding a fierce aura like the ancient wilderness.

The terrifying aura made this space unbearable and caused countless ripples.

"Damn it, the first saint in the world is actually Nuwa, the leader of the demon sect in the past!"

This was a fiery voice. The sound sounded like a yellow bell, making people's eardrums vibrate, almost tearing, and a terrifying hot breath rushed towards their faces.

"The relationship between Nuwa and the Demon Clan is very close, and there is a huge cause and effect. What if she helps the Demon Clan deal with us, the Witch Clan?"

"snort!"

This cold snort came from that angry voice again.

"In our witch clan, the formation of the twelve gods and gods in the twelve capitals is becoming more and more complete day by day. Even a saint may not be without the power to fight!"

At this time, among the twelve figures that reached the sky and the earth, the face of one slowly became clear.

He is like a yellow sac, red as red fire, with six legs and four wings, and is faceless. He is the head of the ancestral witches, the ancestral shaman of space speed, Di Jiang.

He said in a deep voice, "Nuwa's enlightenment may not necessarily help the demon clan."

"Houtu, Xuanming."

"Brother."

There were also two huge voices.

"You two have a good relationship with Nuwa, and the relationship is pretty good. Let's go to Fengqi Mountain quickly and see what Nuwa thinks."

"Yes, brother."

In Buzhou Mountain, a burst of mysterious light flashed on two huge figures, and they turned into two figures and rushed towards Fengqi Mountain.

In Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa looked at the innate human race and innate Tao bodies all over the mountains and plains, with satisfaction in her eyes.

She flew up and soon reached mid-air, and said loudly, "My Nuwa, today I clearly understand the great path of my body, and use the great path of creation to create the human race."

"My Nuwa, I will become a saint today!"

When Nuwa's voice fell, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and purple energy traveled countless miles from the east, forming a purple light avenue in mid-air.

A greater saint's Tao Yun than before swept across the nine heavens and ten lands, all over the world.

There is a huge pressure on everyone's heart, making people unable to help but worship him.

The next moment, the purple light avenue dispersed, and the heavenly merits gathered in mid-air.

A large cloud of merit and virtue was formed, extremely thick and shining with golden light, like a golden ocean.

The next moment, 90% of the luck and merit fell into Nuwa's body.

The remaining one successful virtue was absorbed into Zhao Gongming's body.

The merit entered the body and instantly merged with the Hongmeng Purple Qi in Nuwa's body.

For a moment, a true saint's aura swept through every inch of the ancient land like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

The four ends of heaven and earth are all shrouded in Nuwa's incomparably vast holy power!

The saint is supreme, respected by all heavens, and incomparable awe.

When Hongjun had just become a saint and gave his first sermon in Zixiao Palace, there were three thousand visitors.

It can be seen that the reverence for the saints is in the hearts of all living beings.