Therefore, a direct disciple is a direct disciple and is treated absolutely differently from other listeners.

Hongjun gave three rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi to Sanqing, saying that these are the necessities for becoming a saint. As long as you diligently comprehend and understand them, you will become a saint.

Moreover, after becoming a saint, you will be immortal, the heavenly path will not be destroyed, and you will never die physically.

Will Heaven be destroyed?

In this world, if the way of heaven is destroyed, then all living things will definitely be exterminated, and it doesn't matter whether they die or not.

This future made everyone jealous, and they all looked at Hongjun without blinking, hoping that the Taoist would flip his sign.

Although I heard Taoist Hongjun said beforehand that there were six saints under his disciples, but for those who listened to the teachings in Zixiao Palace and did not consider themselves to be his disciples, any one was suitable, but there was always a glimmer of hope.

At this time, everyone who was listening looked at the six futons and had a bad feeling in their hearts. However, they still didn't want to accept their fate too much. What if, what if? It's my turn.

Unfortunately, Taozu Hongjun's next move shattered their hopes.

"Nu Wa, you are blessed with great fortune and great merits. Since you are my disciple, you should have a share in the six holy places."

Hongjun waved his hand, and a purple light went straight into Nuwa's eyebrows.

Nuwa could no longer maintain her composure and reserve. She was beaming with joy and could no longer control her emotions.

She doesn't care at all about the blessings and merits of good fortune. Whatever others have, I want to have them too.

Inadvertently, she glanced around her and saw that Jie Yin was already impatient. His long, yellow face was already flushed with blood, and he was breathing rapidly. He wanted to speak but did not dare to speak. He was holding it in very hard.

However, the green-robed Taoist priest Mu Taoren who was standing next to him looked calm and calm, as if he was a little distracted, and there was no trace of any disturbance in his face.

Nuwa could not help but be stunned.

She understood the receptionist's attitude very well. She was also so anxious at that moment just now.

Especially after seeing Sanqing benefiting from it, I felt both expectant and fearful, fearing that I would be missed.

As one of the six seats, whoever is missing will be embarrassed. After all, Daozu never said that Hongmeng Ziqi would definitely give them six.

On the other hand, Taoist Mu, why does he not care at all? Could it be that he doesn't care whether he can get the Hongmeng Purple Qi? No, it's probably because his character cultivation is extremely strong. Therefore, even in the face of the opportunity to become a saint, he can still keep his mind calm.

In terms of Taoist cultivation, I don't know how much better he is than himself and Jie Yin.

Thinking of this, Nuwa looked at Yang Lin with a hint of admiration involuntarily.

Looking at the impatient, uncomfortable and desperate expressions of the remaining two thousand guests, such as Emperor Jun and Taiyi, including Fuxi and others, Nuwa lowered her gaze and felt a little cold in her heart.

They have no chance.

However, Daozu said that there are seven holy places, so there should be a lucky one, but I don’t know who it is?

"Jie Yin, Mulan, you two are my disciples. In the future, they will pass on the teachings to protect all living beings and spirits, and you can also become saints..."

Hongjun didn't care what everyone in the palace was thinking. He didn't care about anything. Everything could be decided with just one word.

With a wave of his sleeves and robe, two beams of Hongmeng Purple Qi were sent out.

Jie Yin's face was filled with tears and he quickly bowed his head respectfully: "I will definitely live up to the teacher's high expectations."

Yang Lin received the Hongmeng Ziqi and felt certain in his heart. After bowing and thanking him, he let out a long breath.

Despite how calm he looked just now, he was actually a little worried secretly... People say that if a butterfly flaps its wings, it may cause a tsunami in an extremely remote place.

Adding yourself as a variable to the trajectory of the world may change the original prehistoric state.

Even Zhunti is dead. Are the six holy positions still distributed to the people sitting on the six futons as before? Not sure.

At this point, no accidents occurred, which is the best result.

At this time, when Hongmeng Purple Qi was obtained, he was completely relieved.

In other words, whether Hongmeng Ziqi is important or not, of course it is.

Yang Lin's Taoist practice at this time had already reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage and the perfect state of mastering the Tao.

If you ask yourself, even if you are Sanqing, you may not be able to understand the way of heaven more deeply than yourself.

Although Sanqing has the Pangu inheritance, the merits of opening the sky, and a better learning environment, they can often discuss Taoism with each other and learn from each other's strengths...

However, after all, the three of them just understood it forcefully and could not fully absorb the content of Hongjun's sermon.

And what about yourself?

After listening to the sermon three times, in order to speed up my understanding, I have burned countless martial arts points, and the resources I have consumed are almost as much as the lifetime cultivation and all the luck of several top quasi-sages.

With the help of the martial arts value, I don’t think twice about the Taoist ancestor Hongjun’s understanding of the path.

But even if the realm of Taoism has reached a peak, he can still feel that relying solely on his own understanding, no matter how much he learns from the world, he cannot break through and become a saint.

No matter how wonderful the method of killing three corpses is, or the method of meritorious deeds and sanctification, no matter how shortcuts are taken.

A clever woman cannot make a meal without rice.

The reason why Hongjun Taoist is sure is that without Hongmeng Purple Qi, one cannot become a saint.

Because this is the introduction to sanctification and the necessary condition for passing the final hurdle.

Just like in later generations, there were some teachers who were not very dedicated in teaching. They taught half of the lectures in class and half of the lectures when they paid for tutoring.

And this Hongmeng Purple Qi is the half that was taught during tutoring.

Without this purple energy, one cannot fully understand the way of heaven and cannot achieve quasi-sage perfection, and there is no way to talk about becoming a saint.

Therefore, no matter how well you learn the Three Corpse Primordial Spirit Technique, it is useless without the Hongmeng Purple Qi to analyze and study it.

Of course, no matter how good Hongmeng Ziqi is, it still has a backup plan.

This is just like the bait put out for fishing. Even if the fish knows that the bait is poisonous and its life is in danger if it is eaten, it still has to eat it.

Just like Sanqing, just like Nuwa and Jieyin, and all the monks in this world, they want to be baited, but also want to be controlled, because they have no choice.

Yang Lin was different. He wanted to eat the bait, but what he wanted even more was to spit out the hook.

Breaking through the wall and entering this world, he crossed the long river of time and space, and the supreme power of performing martial arts broadened his horizons.

His vision is completely different from that of monks in this world.

People like Sanqing Nuwa and others may think that this world is the only heaven and earth, and the way of heaven is the eternal way of heaven.

But only Yang Lin knows that outside this world, in the dimensions of infinite time and space, there are countless similar or identical worlds...

The universe is a big proposition. Outside of time and space, there is time and space, and outside of the universe there is a universe.
Chapter completed!