Chapter 184 The Three Pure Ones Become Saints and the Three Religions Emerge

Laozi's face was slightly moved. He looked at the worried humans around him and asked, "Buzhou Mountain is so dangerous, why don't you think about moving out? Although the Youjiao tribe does not have the power to dominate Buzhou Mountain, if it is just to move out, it should be able to do it."

The strong man who first supported Laozi stepped forward. Although he was still worried, he still managed to force a smile and said, "Old man, you don't know. If it was just the Youjiao clan, we could leave Buzhou, but what about other tribes? Those tribes are also of our human race, and they were separated from the Youjiao tribe. Although they have not been merged for a long time, they have the same origin and cannot be abandoned.

What's more, tens of thousands of years ago, the tribe leader was ordered by the ancestor of mankind, Suiren, to let us live on Mount Buzhou for a long time because he was afraid that something unexpected would happen to the human race he led to the coast of the East China Sea. If an accident really happened, then our human race would be the only hope.

Whether for the sake of other tribes or the order of our ancestors tens of thousands of years ago, we are not allowed to leave Buzhou, and..."

The young man said loudly at the end: "Buzhou Mountain is my hometown. It is hard to leave our hometown. Even if we die, we will die on Buzhou Mountain!"

"Died in Buzhou!"

"Died in Buzhou!"

"Died in Buzhou!"

The surrounding humans were moved by the words of the strong man and started shouting. The atmosphere was intense and loud. If Nujiao had not repeatedly told them to stay in the tribe to guard it before leaving, they would have probably followed the tribe leader's footsteps and fought against the demon tribe with her.

"You are a good kid. I believe you are also a warrior admired by everyone in the tribe."

Laozi sighed.

The young man couldn't help but chuckle when he was praised by Laozi, and patted his head and said, "To be honest with you, not long ago, I was not taken seriously in the tribe. I was taught by my tribesmen since I was a child to respect the courage of the ancient humans in traveling through mountains and rivers, to admire the mercy of the Holy Mother Nuwa in creating the human race, and to respect the greatness of the leader of the Xuanjiao from afar. I have been brainwashed by these wandering legends and I only want to become an immortal.

I once left Buzhou and explored sacred mountains, trying to find a famous teacher. Whenever I saw a mountain, I would kowtow and become their teacher. If no one responded after nine days, I would look for the next mountain. If not for the recent changes in my clan, I would probably have to kowtow and become their teacher recently."

I didn't expect to meet a person with great perseverance today.

But he was a little puzzled. Although Nujiao's cultivation was not high, she was also a half-step golden immortal. There were also many immortals in the tribe. Why didn't she teach these tribesmen the magical powers?

It was not until he counted on his fingers that he understood the reason.

It’s not that these immortals are unwilling to teach their people, but that they simply don’t understand how to teach.

These immortals are the earliest human beings. Except for the three human ancestors such as Nüjiao, the rest of the immortals are either one of the 129,600 original humans or the children of these original humans. They have pure blood and are born with magical powers. It is extremely easy for them to become immortals, so they naturally don't pay attention to these mundane realms.

But as the human race gradually degenerated into a mortal race, newborn babies did not have any magical powers at all, and these immortals had never experienced such a realm, so naturally they did not know how to teach them.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for the powerful to be weak. If you are used to teaching people who are born with magical powers, you will naturally be unable to teach these ordinary people.

Someone who can wield a thousand-pound stick may not necessarily be able to thread a needle.

This is why those who revere the way of immortality have to leave Buzhou Mountain to seek a master and learn the art.

The movement in Laozi's heart became more and more powerful, and finally it caused the vibration of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, which made him feel a little surprised.

When his spiritual consciousness probed into Qingyun, he found that it was a square seal with four sides and five corners, and three precious jades inlaid in the middle. It looked inconspicuous, but it carried an air of immortality.

It was an extremely fine innate spiritual treasure called the Kongtong Seal that the Twelve Ancestral Witches paid in order to go to Kunlun Mountain to have a talk with them.

This Kongtong Seal is blocked by a strange power. Even if Laozi refines it, he can only pour out a fountain of youth.

Unfortunately, the Fountain of Youth is just a magical spring for Laozi when making tea. I don’t know why it happened so strangely today.

"It seems that this person's popularity has cracked a little bit of the rune imprint in the Kongtong Seal?"

Laozi was a little surprised, but suddenly, he felt the infinite merits hidden deep in his soul tremble slightly, and they were involuntarily integrated into his soul and began to forcibly improve his cultivation.

"What happened! This is the power of Heaven. Why would Heaven want to integrate these merits into my body?"

He is now only one step away from entering the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. To forcibly improve his cultivation at this moment is to bring him into the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

Laozi was greatly shocked, and ignoring the surprise of the people around him, he immediately sat cross-legged and forcibly mobilized his magic power, trying to suppress the infinite merits in his body and integrate them into it.

But these merits were the merits of creation obtained by Pangu when he created the world. They have the same origin as them. Moreover, they have been suppressed in Laozi's body for countless tens of thousands of years. They are almost closer to him than the accompanying treasures. Now they want to integrate into his body wholeheartedly. How can he stop them?
Lao Tzu had no choice but to watch the merits of Cheng Kaitian gradually dissipate. However, under the impetus of this merit, he took the last step and began to prove the Great Way of Tai Chi.

However, this step was driven by his merits, which was not in line with his great Dao. He had just begun to climb to the peak of the great Dao when he felt his strength was running out. His whole body was shaking and about to break. His originally extremely solid soul and body began to constantly crumble and turn into nothingness, and they didn't even turn into essence to feed back to the wild world. It can be seen how thrilling this last step was.

"no!"

Laozi gritted his teeth, but before he could comprehend the last level of truth, he was forced to take the last step. No matter how hard he tried, even with the help of the Tai Chi diagram, it was useless. The Tai Chi flat crutch wailed in Laozi's Niwan Palace and began to break in the middle. This was his life-saving magic weapon and also a magic weapon for proving the Tao. The breaking at this moment clearly indicated that his Tao roots were unstable and could not last long.

Laozi felt heavy in his heart, but the incident happened suddenly and he had no good way to help at the moment, so he could only sit back and watch.

At this moment, the primordial purple energy in his sea of ​​consciousness moved slightly, as if it was stimulated by the energy of infinite merit. It immediately wrapped up a wisp of his soul and turned into purple light and soared into the sky, disappearing into the sky, with no one knowing where it went.

I was completely powerless at the moment and was unable to stop the Hongmeng Purple Qi. I could only watch as a wisp of my soul was lost.

Not long after, a round, complete and perfect Tao fruit fell from the sky and wandered in the sky. Pieces of light purple spiritual clouds appeared, instantly covering the entire Buzhou Mountain, frightening the nearby witch clan, but they didn't know what was happening.

At this moment, the sun was rising, and red light was seen floating out like a rosy cloud, spreading across the horizon and illuminating everything. Purple air was coming from the east, and the heavy mist was dispersing the endless haze, bringing in endless light. It was as if a road to heaven had appeared in front of Lao Tzu, waiting for him to step on it and ascend to heaven.

Looking at the road to heaven in front of him, the aura on Laozi's body became more and more obscure, as if it was there and not there, as deep and unfathomable as the abyss. But in the end, he suddenly laughed: "What a good plan! If I don't join the game, then I will only die and never be resurrected; but if I join the game, it will be as you wish. Whether I retreat or advance, you will win. You are really a fatalist! You have planned everything!"

Laozi secretly harbored hatred in his heart, but the only way out before him was to obtain the status of a saint and use the power of Heaven to maintain the Tai Chi Dao in his body that was close to collapse. Maybe he would have a chance to achieve enlightenment in the future.

If he does not take the position of saint, it will be impossible for him to achieve enlightenment. The only way left for him is death!
"You are so cruel! Junior brothers and sisters, sooner or later, I will get back at you!"

Laozi closed his eyes slightly, and immediately mobilized the soul that was taken away by the primordial purple energy. The majestic power of the Heavenly Dao immediately merged into his body through the connection between the two, and immediately stabilized the constantly collapsing Tai Chi Avenue.

But the trend of collapse is inevitable. Even if the power of heaven is maintained, it can only delay the process indefinitely. It is impossible to restore the past.

As long as the power of Heaven in his body dissipates, the Tai Chi Dao in his body will immediately collapse again, and he will only be able to survive.

Thinking of this, Laozi felt even more resentful, and his previous inaction disappeared. At this moment, he was more murderous than Tongtian.

In Laozi's eyes, there seemed to be a pair of yin and yang fish swimming constantly. Yin gave birth to yang, and yang gave birth to yin. Tai Chi and yin and yang are originally one and the same. It's just that Laozi never showed it to others.
After thinking for a moment, Laozi took out the Kongtong Seal and threw it into the Youjiao tribe. He shook it towards the sky and bowed, then said loudly: "Heaven is above. I am the authentic Pangu, the Great Purity Heavenly Lord of Morality. Today, I have thoroughly understood the mystery of enlightenment. I deeply feel that it is not easy for the human race to survive. They do not understand etiquette and morality. This is to open another branch in the Xuanmen, to teach people, so as to educate the human race. Now I use the innate treasure Tai Chi diagram and the acquired merit treasure Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda to suppress the destiny. Heaven is my witness!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of thunder between heaven and earth, which was even more shocking than when Hengming achieved sainthood.

A full three thousand thunders echoed throughout the ancient world, the long river of destiny surged, the heaven bestowed blessings, and the aura of infinite merit emerged again between heaven and earth. At first glance, it looked like a golden sea hanging upside down in the sky, covering the whole sky, but without any penetrating force, only a faint feeling of tranquility.

When Laozi saw this, he immediately summoned the Qingyun, accepting the influx of the sea of ​​merit into him. His aura also soared steadily, and he actually crossed that limit as well, bursting out with an aura comparable to that of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!
The powerful aura spread across the boundless space and time, the vast universe, and countless sentient beings knelt on the ground, shouting in unison: "May the great path of the Great Saint of Taiqing flourish forever, and may you live a long and blessed life!"

Throughout the vast universe, no matter how barren the land was, it would burst into boundless wonders. The barren soil turned into fertile soil, the ordinary soil turned into supreme spiritual soil, and the originally blessed land became even more magical.

The vision of Laozi's enthronement was even more magnificent than that of Nuwa and Hengming, which shows how much the Heavenly Dao loves this authentic Pangu.

The Taoist fruit that was floating in the sky shook with a loud bang and fell into Laozi's body, immediately pushing his momentum upward again. For a moment, the Tai Chi fairy light hung in the sky like a torrent, interpreting the mystery of Tai Chi Dao to all living beings in the prehistoric world. The fairy light was lingering and the momentum was like a rainbow, which was amazing.

But there was no trace of joy on Laozi's face. Now he understood the price of becoming a saint before achieving the status of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The already slim hope became even slimmer. Even if one achieved a saint comparable to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, what would there be to be happy about?
But before I could come to my senses, a strong aura erupted again from the far east, and it was also the aura of becoming a saint.

Laozi looked back in disbelief. With his saintly powers, he could naturally see what was happening on Kunlun Mountain at a glance.

A figure stepped out of the top of Kunlun Mountain, and his voice spread throughout the world: "I am the authentic Pangu, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and I have established the Chan Sect in Xuanmen, using the innate treasure Pangu Banner to suppress the destiny. Chan means to explain the way of heaven, to tell the secrets of heaven, and to follow the will of heaven. With the way of heaven as the witness, Chan Sect is established!"

The prehistoric creatures who were about to stand up were immediately pressed to the ground by a heavy aura, shouting: "The Jade Purity Saint will be immortal and indestructible!"

"Second brother!"

Laozi was deeply distressed, and he already knew the root cause of all this. It turned out that when Yuanshi Tianzun was practicing, the merit of creation in his body was also uncontrollably integrated into his soul, forcing him to take the last step and fall into the same state as Laozi.

With no other choice, he had to accept the position of saint first and suppress the unrest in the Great Dao.

The two of them have suffered such great changes one after another. Laozi knows that all this will not end, and I am afraid that Tongtian will also become a saint today.

As expected, a roar came from Kunlun Mountain, and a voice as sharp as a sword sounded: "God is above, I am the authentic Pangu, the Supreme Pure Lingbao Tianzun, and now I establish a sect called Jie! Jie means to intercept, and it is for the sake of all living beings, to intercept that glimmer of life! Use the innate treasure Zhuxian Sword Formation to suppress the destiny, and the Jie Sect is established!"

The prehistoric creatures who had not yet stood up were once again crushed to the ground. They were suppressed by three majesties within one day. Even they began to shout weakly: "The majesty of the Shangqing Saint is great and his heart is for the world!"

Two more golden seas of merit emerged on Mount Kunlun, with two sage Dao fruits floating in them respectively. They were also blessings from heaven to help them. Since there was no Hunyuan Daluo Dao fruit, there was the sage Dao fruit.

But it was different from the enlightenment of Nuwa and Hengming. When Nuwa achieved enlightenment, all living beings felt that their lives were secretly controlled by some existence and they had no control over themselves; while when Hengming achieved enlightenment, they felt that there was a deity sitting on their heads, always watching over their actions. They felt like sitting on pins and needles and were extremely frightened. They still have this feeling until now.

The two paths of creation and destiny have completely disappeared from the ancient world, and it is almost impossible to comprehend the mysteries of these two paths. However, the Three Pure Ones did not feel this way.

(End of this chapter)