A pair of confident eyes glanced at the four ancestors of Styx.
He, the most powerful heavenly saint in the world, actually bullied people for the soul of a great saint?
No more old faces!
It was his move that directly broke the prehistoric creatures' inherent impression of Ancestor Hongjun.
What Cihang Pudu is, mature and steady.
It's not worth mentioning in the face of interests.
Even a highly respected and powerful man like him cannot resist the desire for the soul of a great saint.
no way.
If you want to become a saint on the Great Way, you can also prove the way with your strength and become a saint on the Great Way.
This soul of a great saint must be obtained.
"Ancestor, please spare us."
"Isn't this Purgatory Eighty-One prepared for you?"
"Why go through this formality!"
Ancestor Styx smiled bitterly.
After all, Patriarch Hongjun was the first heavenly saint in the world.
What's the difference between fighting him and seeking death?
Unless Patriarch Minghe and the others have brain problems, they would never be happy for Patriarch Hongjun to break through.
"Cut the nonsense!"
"The Eighty-one Difficulties were set by the Great Sage."
"Only the winner of the challenge is eligible to receive the soul of the Great Dao Saint."
"I need it, so I can't let go of this opportunity!"
"But don't worry."
"I won't beat you to death!"
Ancestor Hongjun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.
If he couldn't defeat Pangu, how could he defeat these quasi-sages?
Besides, Sun Xiaosheng never stipulated that saints cannot break through.
Why can't he Hongjun participate?!
"this!"
The four Ancestors of Minghe looked at Sun Xiaosheng with troubled expressions on their faces.
But Sun Xiaosheng actually lay on the somersault cloud, crossed his legs, and hummed a tune.
It seemed like he didn't hear their conversation at all.
In fact, it's not that Sun Xiaosheng didn't know what happened.
He just couldn't be bothered.
Throughout the entire prehistoric world, there are only a handful of saints.
If it were for these few people, the difficulty would be deliberately raised to 81.
It is extremely unfair to so many primitive creatures.
Moreover, Saints also have great room for improvement.
He indeed did not stipulate that saints could not participate in the trial.
As for Hongjun's active participation in the Eighty-One Dilemma, it was an inspiration to all living beings in the wild.
At least it shows that the Eighty-one Dilemma of Purgatory is not an insurmountable dead end.
Even though Hongjun and other saints survived the disaster and obtained a large number of souls of the great saints.
They also have to spend some time refining.
Therefore, the saint's demands are not endless.
In addition, Sun Xiaosheng invested in all kinds of natural materials and treasures.
It's enough to provide rewards to the primitive creatures.
Since he has made thorough arrangements in all aspects, why bother worrying about small details.
Let those people make trouble, the bigger the trouble, the better!
"well!"
"Ancestor insists on this, and we can't stop him."
"But after all, the Eighty-one Tribulation of Purgatory has just begun, and we can't let go."
"We just mean what we mean, but our ancestors have to be merciful!"
Ancestor Styx said solemnly.
There is only one step between a quasi-sage and a saint.
But this step is like a natural chasm, insurmountable.
Just like there is only one word difference between the saint of Heaven and the saint of Dao.
But Pangu's palm almost destroyed the ancient world.
It can be seen that realm and cultivation cannot be generalized.
The further back you go, the gap between practitioners will increase infinitely.
If you underestimate Ancestor Hongjun and the Saint of Heaven, you will die!
"Haha, I have my own sense of proportion."
"What's more, I came here to obtain the soul of the Great Saint, and I don't want to hurt anyone."
"Everyone, come on together!"
Ancestor Hongjun brushed his sleeves calmly and stood there with a calm expression.
The words fell to the ground for a long time.
No one was seen moving.
Ancestor Hongjun raised his eyes and saw that none of the Ancestors Minghe moved.
"hehe."
"Ancestor, you think we are stupid!"
"You're going to get beaten up and go?"
"Since it's a breakthrough, it's natural that you come to our world."
"Otherwise, this disaster will not be counted!"
Ancestor Styx chuckled lightly, then turned around and left.
In the blink of an eye, the four of them were completely scattered.
Even Tang Seng ran all the way to find Sun Xiaosheng.
Just now he had thought of giving up being a guardian.
But after seeing the strength of Pangu and Hongjun with his own eyes.
He immediately changed his mind.
Looking at the prehistoric times, Daluo Jinxian is no longer considered a powerful person with many cards.
Only those who have achieved quasi-sage, or even saint, have a place.
Coupled with the crises that the prehistoric world will face in the future.
To stagnate is to fall behind.
If you fall behind, you will be beaten!
Tang Seng finally realized it!
"Please also ask the great sage to help the poor monk break through his shackles!"
Tang Monk clasped his hands together and begged piously.
Hearing this, Sun Xiaosheng lazily opened his eyelids.
The index finger moved slightly.
Suddenly, the jade butterfly hovering in the sky flew back.
At the same time, several strands of the soul of the great saint also jumped out and flew around Tang Monk.
"The Three Thousand Great Dao is the best way to become a saint."
"Now, you are Daluo Jinxian. Whether you become a saint of heaven or a saint of the great road, it is up to you to choose."
Sun Xiaosheng said lightly.
As soon as these words came out.
Tang Seng's eyes suddenly lit up.
He originally thought that Sun Xiaosheng was just helping him become a quasi-sage.
But Sun Xiaosheng didn't mention this at all, and instead mentioned the Heavenly Saint and the Great Dao Saint.
Doesn't it mean that Sun Xiaosheng's purpose is to make him a saint directly?
This is a huge opportunity, something that many people can’t even ask for in their dreams!
"The great sage, the poor monk...want to become a great saint!"
Tang Seng said eagerly.
Pangu's previous action had allowed him to see the power of the Great Dao Saint.
To be precise, it should be the strength of the quasi-powerful Dao Saint.
That kind of power shocked him for ten thousand years.
Even Patriarch Hongjun, the first heavenly saint in the world, was no match for Pangu.
According to Sun Xiaosheng, Daluo Jinxian is just the beginning.
And what kind of achievements a saint has is a fork in the road.
Although the Heavenly Saint is also a saint, his process is simple and his strength is slightly weaker.
Dao Sage is more difficult, but has unlimited potential.
Especially the great saints who prove the Tao through force are the great saints who can break through power in one fell swoop.
Follow the path of Sun Xiaosheng.
That is the dream of many practitioners.
However, the conditions for proving the Tao through force are extremely stringent.
Even Hongjun never chose this path back then.
Instead, he chose the simpler method of killing three corpses to prove his way.
Therefore, Hongjun only stayed at the level of a saint of heaven in the end.
The reason is that it is too difficult to prove the Tao through force.
Not even Hongjun can achieve it easily.
Tang Seng, can he?
"If there is a great sage to help me, this poor monk will definitely be able to prove the Tao with his strength and become a saint on the great road of strength!"
Tang Seng looked at Sun Xiaosheng expectantly and asked.?