RNP Chapter 395
Chapter 395
Hong Yun looked solemn, his eyes full of excitement, and he said loudly.
"God is above, today I, Hong Yun, master the primordial purple qi, and I am able to fill the vacant saint position."
"I will prove my way to sainthood, and I hope God will witness it!"
Boom!!!
The roar of thunder echoed between heaven and earth.
Countless visions appeared before the eyes of all living beings.
Purple qi came from the east for thousands of miles, and the golden merits of the heavenly way dyed the clouds.
A thick spiritual energy permeated between heaven and earth.
It seemed to be turning into spiritual liquid and plummeting.
The rich rhyme of Tao continued to flow into Hong Yun's body.
Hong Yun calmed down and held his breath, so as to comprehend the mystery.
Along with the merits of the heavenly way flowing into Hong Yun's body.
Circles of red light began to emanate from his body.
Until it turned into a huge cocoon.
It emanated a majestic force, stirring in all directions.
The whole prehistoric world was shaken.
The saints and quasi-saints watching the ceremony all stared at Hongyun intently.
The Dao rhyme and perception of becoming a saint are extremely precious resources.
Since the ancient times, there have been few similar perceptions.
The red cocoon broke apart, and a pressure burst out to shock the prehistoric creatures.
Countless creatures bowed their heads and saluted, shouting.
"Greetings to Saint Hongyun!"
The voice was like a tsunami crossing the mountains and seas.
It reached Hongyun's ears.
Hongyun laughed up to the sky, his heart surging.
"Hahahaha, Taoist Master, I have succeeded, I have succeeded!!!"
Many quasi-saints looked at Hongyun with doubtful eyes.
I am very excited to know that you have become a saint.
But everyone is watching.
Shouldn't you pay attention to your demeanor?
Zhen Yuanzi coughed twice and sighed helplessly.
My good friend Hongyun has been suppressed for too long.
If he doesn't become a saint, he will probably go crazy.
Hongyun also noticed his own loss of composure.
His old face turned red, and he coughed twice.
He covered up his embarrassment and then said loudly.
"I want to go to Chaos to open a dojo. Anyone who is destined can come and watch."
In an instant, countless Daluo and Quasi-Sages followed Hongyun's footsteps.
For them, the saints opening a dojo can also improve their cultivation.
That's the truth of the saints, it's a waste not to watch.
Who knows when the next saint will appear.
How can a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be missed.
Many Quasi-Sages also think so.
It's okay to have resentment in your heart.
But you must go to observe the opening of the dojo.
Hongyun sacrificed the Nine-Nine Soul San Hun after the fusion and upgrade.
In an instant, the four elements of earth, wind, water, fire and the sky were suppressed.
A brand new world appeared before all living beings.
Randeng sighed with a sad face.
"Congratulations to you for becoming a saint."
He covered his chest, and there seemed to be a broken sound lingering in his ears.
You didn't win the sainthood, hehe.
Randeng's Buddhist heart was basically broken.
He didn't care about Hongyun's reaction.
He turned around and left, covering his heart.
The other quasi-saints had almost the same reaction.
Xuandan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a look of surprise on his face, and muttered.
"What's the matter, quasi-saints are also at risk of heart disease, right?"
Hongyun became a saint and invited many friends to hold a barbecue party in Hongyun Palace.
In order to thank the three religious disciples who had participated in the movie before.
He invited everyone together.
During the banquet, the witch tribe also stayed.
Dijiang embraced Xuandan and said drunkenly.
"Prison..."
Xuan Dan glanced at Di Jiang and said calmly.
"Uncle Master, according to seniority, you have to call me nephew."
Di Jiang waved his hand.
"It's not that complicated. I call you brother and you call me uncle."
"Let's talk about our own things and don't delay each other."
Xuan Dan spread his hands.
Okay, just be happy.
Some are happy and some are sad, the grand events of Hongyun Palace are held continuously.
The fragrance will attract Nuwa who likes to join in the fun.
On the other hand, the quasi-saints who failed the exam, except Zhu Jiuyin, have a good mentality and don't care.
The rest of the quasi-saints are all frowning.
They are negative and lonely all day long, and even stop practicing.
As a good friend, Bai Ze couldn't help but persuade him.
"Brother, you must not practice."
"You will never reach the sainthood if you don't practice."
Kun Peng gulped down a pot of wine and said decadently.
"Hey, what's the point of practicing again? Without the opportunity, you will never become a saint."
This is actually not without reason.
But Kunpeng's heart is already wavering.
He is almost on the verge of breaking.
Now give him the Hongmeng purple qi and the sainthood.
I guess he doesn't have the firm heart to become a saint.
Bai Ze looked at Kunpeng's depressed look.
He shook his head helplessly.
Sitting on the ground, drinking with KunpengCome.
In the Netherworld Blood Sea, Zizai Tian Boxun looked at Minghe with a complicated expression.
"Ancestor, you really can't drink anymore."
"You're already a little drunk."
Minghe's face was red, and he was full of alcohol, and he snorted and laughed.
"If you don't become a saint, you will always be an ant. Why do you think my luck is so bad?"
"Forget it, forget it. If it's destined, it will happen. If it's not destined, don't force it."
"Maybe there will be no chance to become a saint in this life."
Zizai Tian Boxun has been persuading for a long time, and there is no more words to persuade.
Instead, Dafantian said stupidly.
"Ancestor, most saints traveled around the prehistoric world to gain enlightenment and become saints."
"You stay in the Netherworld Blood Sea all day, and you haven't traveled outside yet."
"Why don't you go and experience the life of the prehistoric creatures, maybe you can find something."
As soon as these words came out, Minghe's eyes lit up.
He went up and patted Brahma on the shoulder.
Good idea, good idea.
To be honest, what this fool said makes sense.
Minghe thought carefully for a moment and spoke.
"Not only do you have to travel in the prehistoric world, but you also have to travel with the lowest identity and feel the various states of sentient beings."
"And you can't use your own power."
Zizai Tian Boxun said with some worry.
"But what if you are in danger, ancestor?"
Minghe snorted and laughed, with a Nike mouth on his face.
"Don't forget, I am the master of Shura Palace, Lord Shura."
The four demon generals looked at Minghe with complicated expressions.
Could it be...
Minghe waved his hand and predicted their prediction.
"Yes, it is when you are in danger."
"I will release my breath, and you will come to welcome me."
"To win without fighting is the strongest way!"
Black lines appeared on the foreheads of the four demon generals.
Okay, there will be no chance to slack off in the days ahead.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the old ancestor of the Styx doesn't become decadent, they can do anything.
"I'm leaving!"
After that, the Styx transformed into a celestial cultivator and hid among the sentient beings in the prehistoric world.
Only if he took the initiative to leak his aura, otherwise the four demon generals would not be able to find him.
Zizai Tian Boxun ordered the Great Brahma.
"In the days ahead, you will clock in at the underworld for the old ancestor."
"Don't let all attendance be lost."
At the same time, the banquet at the Hongyun Palace was over.
The disciples of the three religions left with smiles and drunkenness.
Dijiang held Xuandan and insisted on becoming sworn brothers.
It was not easy for the other ancestor witches to separate.
The remaining Hongyun consolidated his realm in the Taoist Palace, his face was cold, and there seemed to be hatred flowing!