"Haha... It doesn't matter if you can't become a saint. If you create a saint, I will kill one and collect a wisp of Hongmeng purple aura. I want to see how many Hongmeng purple aura you have to use!"

When Emperor Xin heard the sound, he looked at Hongjun Daozu mockingly and smiled, his face full of indifference.

Can’t you become a saint even if you get the Hongmeng purple qi? Not necessarily!

One or two saints can break through together, and Hongjun Daozu can still stop him, but what if three, four, five, ninety?

Even if Hongjun Daozu has the ability to understand the sky and the earth, can he really withstand this general trend by then? It may not be possible!

However, Emperor Xin naturally would not be stupid enough to tell Hongjun Daozu that of course he had to wait until the amount of Hongmeng purple qi accumulated to a certain level and give him a surprise!

And if you take a step back, as Emperor Xin said, even if you can't become a saint, so what?

It is not a bad thing to collect more Hongmeng purple aura and let Hongjun Daozu waste a little. You can see how many saints the Hongmeng purple aura in Hongjun Daozu's hands can create!

"Don't worry, you won't see the day you run out!"

Hongjun Daozu's face darkened, he looked at Emperor Xin and scolded coldly.

"Can't you see it? Then let's ride a donkey and look at the account book, and let's take a look. At least, you have to compromise now!"

Emperor Xin raised his eyebrows and his lips were filled with playful smiles.

[Negative emotions from Hongjun Daozu, +99999…]

When Hongjun Daozu heard Di Xin's words, his face became even more gloomy and he groaned.

"Today, Kasyapa is the saint! From then on, he will be the second saint in the West!"

The next moment, Hongjun Daozu raised his hand, and a ray of Hongmeng purple aura suddenly flew out, flew towards Kasyapa, and landed on his body. With a strange aura, the fluctuation of the pressure emitted by Kasyapa's body changed rapidly. After a moment, he transformed from a quasi-saint into a saint realm!

From then on, the pattern of the saints in the prehistoric world was reshuffled again, the old saint in Lanting died, and the new saint of Kasyapa was born.

"Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Kashyapa was extremely grateful and bowed to Hongjun Daozu.

"Thank you, Daozu!"

Taoist Jie Yin had also appeared at this moment and smiled and saluted at Hongjun Daozu. However, there was a lot of gloom in his eyes. From time to time, he glanced at Di Xin a few more coldly. Obviously, he had noticed the loss of the Rosary, and understood that the mysterious disappearance of the Rosary was related to the guy Di Xin!

"See the Holy Lord!"

Although Guangchengzi was unwilling to accept his heart and complained a lot, he also understood that everything was a foregone conclusion and could only lead Daoxing Tianzun and others to salute Kasyapa and Tao.

"Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi must not do this. You don't have to become a saint. Just like the past, continue to call my junior brother."

Kasyapa knew that Guangchengzi's heart was so angry that he smiled and waved his hand to him, and said in a warm voice.

He knew that if he really put on a saint's airs in front of Guangchengzi, he might have even more anger in Guangchengzi's heart. If this is the case, Guangchengzi really turns to Hongjun's side, then he will become an absolute sinner!

"You are polite, junior brother."

When Guangchengzi heard this, his anger dissipated slightly and he bowed to Kasyapa casually. However, he no longer called Kasyapa a saint, but called his junior brother.

"Kasyapa, I've seen the leader."

After laughing dryly, Kasyapa turned his head and looked at the Taoist Zhiyan respectfully, and bowed to him. However, when he lowered his head, there was a look of expectation in his eyes.
Chapter completed!