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Nine hundred and fortieth chapters accept apprentices

If you see the hairpin, you can use it in the end; even if you are a small broom, you will cherish it yourself.

The Tao cannot be easily passed on, let alone the secret of achieving Hunyuan and the three corpses returning to one.

And it is not worth the effort to say it.

Not only did he offend Hongjun, but he didn't say it. You said it, isn't this destroying his platform? What did other people think of him?

And it is not helpful to those who have already been killed.

In addition, just kill the three corpses to achieve enlightenment, just make a fortune in silence, and even publicize it. This is undoubtedly a wound for everyone who has missed the best time.

No one can do it, you can do it.

At that time, I'm afraid even Yuanzu, who has the best relationship with me, will definitely have other ideas in his mind.

Not to mention Hongjun's private affairs, seeing that everyone was still silent for a while and without asking questions, Hongjun continued to speak,

"Under the way of heaven, the saints should follow the way of heaven, be born, and serve as the heavenly horse hunting, and the soul is placed in the void, and the body that will never be worn out! If you are not a saint, you will suffer disasters of falling when the catastrophe comes. Therefore, if you do not attain Hunyuan, you will eventually be an ant!"

Everyone already understood this, so they didn't speak, just listened quietly.

However, immediately, the news broke out by Hongjun completely made them unable to calm down.

"Under the way of heaven, nine are the most numerous, there should be nine saints. Under my own door, there should be six saints!"

At first, everyone was in a state of great heat.

Because although Hongjun talked about the method of breakthrough before, it is still a question whether it can be broken through.

After all, although I know the route, it is still not easy to walk through step by step.

Just like climbing the top of Mount Buzhou, the top of the mountain is there, and I also know that you can reach the top by just keep climbing, but how many people did it before Pangu’s pressure dissipated?

But now, after Hongjun said, there must be six saints under his sect, and it is obvious that there are six people who can make a breakthrough.

As for whether Hongjun was lying, no one doubted this. Because it was unnecessary, and such things could not be done falsely.

In other words, as long as they get the saint, they will definitely become saints. This is how they are not excited, excited, and manic...

But soon, someone with discerning eyes discovered something was wrong.

There are nine under the laws of heaven and six under the gate of Hongjun.

At first they were all confused by the noun under Hongjun Sect, thinking that they were both guests in Zixiao Palace and all were from Hongjun Sect, but they forgot the last six words.

When they noticed Liu and paid attention to the six cushions under the high platform, for a moment, the entire Zixiao Palace instantly recovered from the tsunami typhoon, and Taiyi and others' hearts couldn't help but feel cold.

Six holy thrones? Six cushions!

Such a decoration really makes people think too much.

And they were not wrong.

Six cushions and six positions are the six saints.

For a moment, an atmosphere called envy, jealousy and hatred, why is it not me but them, spreading.

Of course, the others were silent, envious, jealous and hated, but the three-clear Nuwa and the other four were excited.

Because they are parties and vested interests.

Hunyuan, even the Three Pure Ones cannot be ignored.

Although they are sure that they can achieve it, it is just a self-feeling, and it cannot guarantee how much time and effort it will take. Now when they hear Hongjun say this, it is completely different.

In fact, the Three Pure Ones are not bad. After all, they are transformed by Pangu's soul and are born with the merit of opening the heavens. Even if they cannot break through the Hunyuan, they can still be in the prehistoric world and protect themselves without any worries.

Nuwa is really so excited that she can't do it herself.

She was a woman, but if she hadn't been a brother, she wouldn't have been here at all. Although she was not inferior to others, she had no advantages compared to everyone, and she might still be at a disadvantage compared to Taiyi and others.

But she didn't expect that one day she could become a sure-fire saint. How could she not be excited?

Of course, Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist are exceptions.

The two of them knew this long ago.

That's why they tried hard to grab and occupy the cushion, so they were plotted against by Hongjun several times.

Even so, the two of them were not as excited as Sanqing Nuwa, but were tightly singed.

Fang Qingshan's heart could not be relieved until the dust settled, until the conclusion was made, or until the Hongmeng purple Qi was turned around.

He had a vague guess that Hongjun probably wouldn't let himself easily obtain the Hongmeng purple aura, and there might be a tough battle to fight next.

Therefore, the others were either excited, excited, unwilling to accept or jealous, but they closed their eyes and rested. To outsiders, they seemed to be sure to win, and the old god was there. The grudge in their hearts became deeper.

After a while, everyone reluctantly accepted this cruel fact.

But there are also people who feel that they cannot give up until the last moment and can struggle for a while. Naturally, these people include Cundi and Guiyan with great perseverance.

Therefore, when others were still blaming others and giving up on themselves, Cunti came out and asked unwillingly,

"I wonder if the teacher, who can enjoy these six holy thrones?"

Although everyone had probably guessed that it was the six people sitting on the front cushion that could enjoy these six saints, when they heard Zhunti's question, before Hongjun personally admitted it, they still looked at Hongjun with a hint of expectation, hoping to hear a different message.

As soon as Hongjun reached out his hand, he saw a purple air flying from under the cushion where Fang Qingshan and the others sat down. This was the Hongmeng purple air, the foundation of the Great Dao, and then spoke,

"This is the foundation of the Great Way, Hongmeng purple qi. Refining purple qi can place the soul on the way of heaven and become a saint."

"Pangu has great merits to open the sky. Lao Tzu's original understanding of the sky was transformed by Pangu's soul. He enjoyed his merits and his remaining souls can be my disciples. Once the opportunity comes, he will be able to become a saint."

After saying that, he saw three purple auras in front of me and the other three scattered directly into the middle of Sanqing's eyebrows. Sanqing's face suddenly showed joy and followed the prayer.

"Thank you, my teacher!"

Hongjun nodded, crossed Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist, locked his eyes on Nuwa, and continued, "Is Nuwa willing to close my disciple for me? I will have great merits to do in the future and become a saint."

"Disciple is willing,"

Nuwa agreed without thinking, and she was a fool.

As soon as he finished speaking, another purple air flew out and sank into Nuwa's eyebrows.

After doing all this, Hongjun finally turned his gaze to Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist. However, he did not speak. For a moment, the entire Zixiao Palace became quiet and a strange atmosphere began to spread.

"Hmph, there's something wrong with it."

Fang Qingshan and Mosquito Taoist had already expected the current scene. They knew that Hongjun could not willingly hand over the purple Qi to them easily.

The child who could call had milk. Seeing that Hongjun didn't speak, the two looked at each other and said in unison, "Teacher, my senior brother and I are dedicated to asking for the truth, and I hope the teacher will help me."
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