I Was Adopted By Nuwa After Traveling Through The Prehistoric Land!

Chapter 94: Great Hope, Red Clouds Liguan!

“Brother, what should you and I do now?”

The merits obtained are not enough to be sanctified, and in such an awkward situation, even if it is quasi-mentioned, I am very anxious at this moment.

“Hey, Junior Brother, don’t worry, it seems that I have to go this way!”

“Follow me, but I will be busy waiting for it in the future!”

Suyin sighed slightly, the sadness on his face was even worse, but the expression in his eyes was very firm.

“Suppose I have a Buddha, the land is pure, and I can see all the countless and inconceivable worlds of the Buddha in the ten directions, just like a mirror, seeing its face. If you don’t, you don’t take enlightenment.”

“Suppose I have the Buddha, the heavens and the human beings in the kingdom, and all things, pure and beautiful, unique in shape, subtle and intricate, and incapable of weighing. All sentient beings, and even the eyes of the heavens, have those who can understand and distinguish their names. Get enlightenment.”

“Suppose I am a Buddha…”

Jiyin and Zhunti issued forty-eight great aspirations in a row. Heaven felt the sense of heaven, and saw a golden cloud of infinite merit appear in the sky, moving towards Jiyin Zhunti.

Looking at this scene, the reception and Zhunti are very complicated. Sanqing can be sanctified by setting up a teaching casually, but they need to set a big aspiration to be a saint.

The circumstances of life are so different.

(This proves that reincarnation is a technology. What kind of future you have depends on how your reincarnation technology is [Funny])

But no matter what they thought and what thoughts they had, they finally achieved the position of saint, and the vast and boundless coercion of saints once again descended on the land.

In just one day, the four religions were separated, and the five sages were in the air!

The entire prehistoric land is filled with the coercion of the five saints, making the hearts of the predominant creatures full of awe.

. . . . . . . . .

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, Styx’s face showed a bit of excitement.

“Lijiao, it turns out that you need to establish a religion to be holy!”

“This time, I will not fail, I will definitely become a saint!”

Stygid’s figure flashed, and then appeared in the sky above the sea of ​​blood, behind him stood a group of Asuras.

“The way of heaven is above, and there is Styx today. It is taught by the Asuras, saying, Asuras!”

“Using Yuantu Abi to suppress the great teaching Qiyun, Asura teaches it!”

Rumble! Rumble!

After the words of Styx fell, the roar of thunder flashed in the sky, and then a golden cloud of merit descended and sank into Styx’s body.

Styx’s cultivation base was only in the late quasi-sage, and under the action of the golden cloud of merit, it also rose instantly.

But he didn’t become a saint, those merits of gold and cloud only helped him achieve the realm of quasi-sage perfection.

“Why, why didn’t I become a saint?”

“Heaven, how are you…”

Styx’s face was gloomy, he squeezed his fists, his eyes were full of anger.

Originally, he wanted to question Heavenly Dao as he did last time, but thinking of the last time he was struck by lightning, he stopped his own words.

After staying silent for a while, Styx’s figure disappeared into the air.

. . . . . . . .

Wanshou Mountain, in the view of Wuzhuang.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Hongyun with a look of expectation in his eyes.

“Brother Hongyun, how do you feel?”

With bitterness in his eyes, Hong Yun shook his head towards Zhen Yuanzi and said.

“Lijiao is not my path of preaching, and my path of preaching is still unknown!”

Hearing Hongyun’s words, Zhen Yuanzi was silent for a while, and then he spoke to Hongyun.

“Brother Dao, these days, you must stay in the Wuzhuang Temple and feel at ease to understand the grandiose and purple qi.”

“At this time, it’s not the time when you go out and explore the prehistoric times.”

Hong Yun nodded. Although he is a good old man, he is not a fool either.

Naturally, I know how attractive Hongmeng Ziqi is to those great supernatural powers in the wilderness.

. . . . . . . . .

Time has passed, and in a blink of an eye, more than five thousand years have passed since the five Laozi were sanctified.

After Laozi and others became holy, a group of great supernatural powers turned their eyes to the Wuzhuang Temple, and they wanted to know whether Hongyun would become holy.

But after a thousand years, they found that Hongyun hadn’t made the slightest sign of sanctification.

Everyone was ready to move.

They all remembered the words of Hongjun in the Purple Cloud Palace. If they want to be holy, then there must be Hongmeng Ziqi.

There is no grandiose and purple aura, unless you have the great merit of Nuwa to create people, otherwise you want to be holy, there is no chance.

In this regard, Styx has the most say.

But Hong Yun seemed to know his own situation over the years. He had been in the five villages of Zhenyuanzi, and had not appeared in the predicament, which made many people feel helpless.

After all, they couldn’t attack Wuzhuang Temple openly. Zhen Yuanzi’s defense against the ground book was not a joke. Red clouds did not appear, so naturally they were helpless.

Within the view of Wuzhuang, in a secret room, Hong Yun opened his eyes, with a frustrated expression in his eyes.

Over the past five thousand years, he has not had the slightest slack, but the great purple qi within the soul is like a stubborn stone, ignoring his soul.

He didn’t have the slightest intention of merging with him at all, and he couldn’t continue his enlightenment even when he was upset.

“Oh! I’ve got this majestic and purple energy for so many years, but I still can’t understand it. Could it be that I missed it?!”

“I think Hongyun has always been at ease in the wilderness. This is the first time I have stayed in one place for so long.”

“Perhaps, I should look for a chance in the predicament, saying that I can’t refine the cosmos and purple energy and become a saint!”

All kinds of thoughts appeared in Hong Yun’s mind. He was a sloppy person, and now he thought of going to the wild, how could he stand loneliness.

Had it not been for his friend Zhen Yuanzi to keep him from leaving, he would have left the Wuzhuang Temple. Now Zhen Yuanzi is in retreat, which is a good time for him to leave.

But Hong Yun was also very clear that in the predicament today, I don’t know how many great supernatural powers are making his mind.

For this reason, he did not sway away from Wuzhuang Temple, but turned into a wisp of breeze, quietly and silently toward the prehistoric, appearing particularly cautious.

Hong Yun had just left Wuzhuang Temple without any accidents, and nothing happened after leaving Million Miles, which made Hong Yun feel a little relaxed.

However, at the moment when he left Wuzhuang Temple and relaxed his vigilance, the abnormal changes became prominent.

The space around Hong Yun was distorted, and he could feel a sense of imprisonment, and the surrounding space was sealed.

“Haha! Hongyun, you have finally left Wuzhuang Guan, it is not wasted that we have waited for you for so long!”

The figures of Kunpeng and Styx appeared, their eyes were full of icy colors, and their eyes looked at Hongyun as if they were looking at a dead person.

Today’s matter, they have planned for thousands of years, and finally waited for this opportunity.