"Haha."

Di Jun opened his mouth to laugh, glanced at the Twelve Ancestral Witches with a bit of pride, and said loudly.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi is my most wise man in the ancient world, and there are no omissions. Being able to join my heavenly court today shows that my heavenly court has returned to the general trend. From then on, fellow Taoist Fuxi will be my heavenly court Xihuang!"

Emperor Jun's voice fell, and an invisible force of luck flew out of Fuxi's body and landed in the heaven.

For a time, the fate of heaven was a little more tyrannical than before.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at this scene with livid faces, their eyes full of evil.

The ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong, was born to master the law of fire. He was full of fire and had the most explosive temper. When he was about to speak, he was stopped by Di Jiang.

Di Jiang snorted coldly and waved his sleeves, "Let's go."

After that, the true form of the ancestral witch manifested, like a yellow sac, red as red fire, with six legs and four wings, faceless, and in the blink of an eye, it burst through the void and disappeared without a trace.

The other ancestral witches also followed and left the Wa Palace in the blink of an eye.

Sanqing stood up and bowed slightly to Nuwa, "The way of the saint is indeed mysterious, and we have benefited a lot."

Nuwa waved her hand quickly, "Senior Brother Sanqing is amazingly talented, and it won't be long before he takes this step."

Soon, Sanqing also said goodbye and left, and the other Quasi-Sage Powers also left soon after.

Fuxi also followed Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi to leave the Wa Palace and return to heaven.

The entire Wa Palace has regained its previous coldness and silence.

Nuwa sat on top of the auspicious clouds of merit and virtue, her face was confused and she murmured.

"The aura of calamity is permeating the air, and the lich and demons are fighting each other. How dangerous it is... Living in a calamity, can my brother really save himself from it?"

After a long time, a long sigh came from the Wa Palace.

......

In the chaos, Sanqing walked in front, raising his hands and feet, the quasi-sage's magic power was powerful, lower than countless earth, fire, water and wind.

At the same time, the Twelve Golden Immortals, Duobao and others were protected from the erosion of earth, fire, water and wind.

In the crowd, Taoist Duobao hesitated again and again before whispering to Chen Xuanji.

"Elder brother, is it really you who lent Master Nuwa the Three Lights Divine Water so that Master Nuwa could perfect the Great Way of Creation?"

As soon as these words came out, Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and Holy Mother of Wudang also became interested and came over one after another, very curious.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun on the side also raised their ears.

I want to see if it was Chen Xuanji who helped Master Nuwa.

Chen Xuanji waved his hand, "Everything is just a coincidence. Even without the three-light divine water I gave him, it would be a matter of time for Master Nuwa to achieve the holy path..."

When Duobao and others heard this, their faces became even more envious.

Being able to help a saint attain enlightenment is equivalent to selling the saint a favor.

With a saint as your backing, plus your two uncles and masters, what else do you have to fear when you walk through the wilderness in the future?

The Twelve Golden Immortals were also very sour in their hearts, secretly lamenting the unfairness of the road, how could this senior brother be given any opportunity...

Sanqing hurried on with all his strength, and soon, the group returned to Kunlun Mountain.

Sanqing told the Twelve Golden Immortals, Duobao and others to retreat and digest the saint's sermons before bringing Chen Xuanji to Sanqing Hall.

In the Sanqing Palace, Taiqing Laozi was the first to speak.

"You witnessed Nuwa attaining Taoism and becoming a saint on Fengqi Mountain. How did you feel in your heart?"

Chen Xuanji replied respectfully, "Uncle Nuwa practiced mediating creation, understood the mysteries of the Tao, understood her own body, created the human race, and became a saint. My disciples admire her very much."

Taiqing Laozi spoke calmly again, "In your opinion, if we learn from Nuwa's creation path and create a clan, can we achieve enlightenment?"

Chen Xuanji was startled, and quickly shook his head, "In my disciple's opinion, this is very inappropriate. Master Nuwa worked hard to mediate creation, built the Dao of Creation, and then used the Dao of Creation to create the human race. In other words, the human race is Master Nuwa

If the uncle embodies the Tao and the master follows it, let alone whether he can attain enlightenment and become a saint. Even if he does attain enlightenment, I am afraid he will be a step behind Master Nuwa..."

Chen Xuanji knew very well that the Three Pure Realms were based on the establishment of religions.

If at this time the focus is shifted to creating people and attaining enlightenment, and becoming a saint, I don’t know how many detours we will have to take.

Yuanshi and Tongtian both nodded, "That's right. We monks each have their own way. If we imitate other people's ways to become saints, I, Sanqing, cannot afford to lose face like this."

Taiqing asked again, "Then where do you think your uncle and I have the opportunity to attain enlightenment?"

Chen Xuanji was slightly surprised. Sanqing and Nuwa both achieved sainthood through merit.

It's just that Sanqing is different from Nuwa. Sanqing is about establishing religion and becoming a saint.

But at this time, the path of Sanqing is not yet clear. Even if he tells the method of establishing a religion and becoming a saint, it may be difficult for Sanqing to become a saint.

Besides, I am also afraid of revealing the secret in advance and being discovered by Daozu...

Chen Xuanji quickly shook his head, "The way of the saint is obscure and difficult to understand, and the disciples don't know..."

Taiqing sighed, "Go down."

"Yes, uncle."

After Chen Xuanji saluted, he slowly exited the Sanqing Hall.

"Nuwa clearly understood the Tao and became a saint. As fellow seniors and transformed by the soul of Pangu, we should work hard."

Taiqing exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his figure turned into foam and disappeared into the Sanqing Palace.

Yuanshi and Tongtian looked at each other, and each of them disappeared and returned to Yuqing Palace and Shangqing Palace.

After leaving Sanqing Hall, Chen Xuanji did not stay too long and went straight back to the cave and began to practice.

He had a premonition that it would only take a thousand years to condense the three flowers on top and realize Taiyi.

At the same time, there was a sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and waves of blood surged into the sky. Ancestor Styx was sitting on top of the red lotus of the twelfth grade industry, his eyes dim.

"Nu Wa can create a human race and prove the Tao through meritorious deeds. Why can't I, my ancestor, imitate Nu Wa and create a race in this sea of ​​blood in the underworld and prove the Tao through this method?"

As he thought about it, Styx's eyes became brighter and brighter. He had this idea before. After listening to Nuwa's sermon in the Wa Palace, he became more confident in this idea.

The next moment, Styx dived into the depths of the blood sea and began to study.

On the thirty-third day, in the Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Emperor called on the ten demon saints, the demon master Kunpeng, and the three hundred and sixty-five Daluo Jinxian demon gods to start a sealing ceremony.

The theme of the ceremony is naturally the matter of conferring Fuxi the title of Emperor Xi.

As if deliberately to offend the Twelve Ancestral Witches, this grand hall was held with great grandeur, and it took more than a hundred years from beginning to end.

From the prehistoric times to the immortal monks to the quasi-sages, everyone knew that the Great God Fuxi had become the Heavenly Emperor Xi.

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Hall, and the twelve ancestral witches gathered together.

The ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong, raised his head and looked at the thirty-third heaven, clenched his fists, and shouted angrily, "The three-legged old bird bullies people too much. Do you really think that my witch clan dare not go to heaven?"

Di Jiang waved his hand to signal Zhu Rong to calm down, and then looked at Hou Tu and Xuan Ming with some worry.

"Fuxi has become Emperor Xi of Heaven, and everyone knows about it since ancient times. Now we are worried that Nuwa will secretly help the demon clan because of Fuxi's relationship."

Xuan Ming, Hou Tu shook his head, "Brother, don't worry, back then on Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa made it clear that she would not help our Witch Clan and Monster Clan."
Chapter completed!