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Chapter 458 Is it true that the higher the morality, the more ruthless it is?

The red cloud incarnated by Wu Ming is very similar to the red cloud in history, and it still fell into the hands of Kunpeng and Minghe.

The battle for the Holy Throne is the lead, and the point is that after the third sermon, Patriarch Hongjun gave the last of the Primordial Purple Qi to Hongyun.

What is the primordial purple qi, it is the opportunity to become a saint, the license of heaven for saints.

With this thing, it is equivalent to stepping into the saint position with half a foot. In order to get the majestic purple energy in Hongyun's hand, it is not two or three people who can make a move.

In Wuzhuang Temple, Qingfeng and Mingyue served tea and poured water, while Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged.

After listening to Zhen Yuanzi's three sermons, countless people besieged him in the chaos, and Wu Ming was in a state of embarrassment for a while.

Among the three thousand Taoists in the Zixiao Palace, each of them is a master with supernatural powers.

If it weren't for Nuwa, Sanqing, and the Second Western Sage who became Taoist disciples, they wouldn't be able to hold on to Hongmeng Ziqi, and it would be unreasonable for Hongyun Patriarch Wu Ming's incarnation to die.

"Although the Primordial Purple Qi is good, it is too hot to touch. Without the protection of the Dao Patriarch, whoever touches it will die. And after you died, the Primordial Purple Qi disappeared. Some people said that the Primordial Purple Qi was taken away by the Dao Patriarch, and others It is said that the Primordial Purple Qi escaped to other worlds, and there is no complete explanation until now. As far as I know, even now, the Sanqing and the Second Saints of the West are still looking for the whereabouts of the Primordial Purple Qi. I believe that after you recover , and must be involved in the vortex."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't ask about the whereabouts of Hongmeng Ziqi, let alone whether Hongmeng Ziqi was in Wu Ming's hands, but warned: "Now that the plane is covered up by someone, if it wasn't for you and me who have known each other for countless years, I would be counted. You won’t come back. Listen to me, it’s better to go to other worlds and come back after the turmoil subsides. I can dispatch my body to protect the way for you, and it will be easy when you become a quasi-sage and have the power to protect yourself.”

Wu Ming's current mana is only the peak of the Earth Immortal, which cannot escape the eyes of Zhen Yuanzi.

Hearing this statement, Wu Ming shook his head slightly, because he knew that the primordial purple qi was not in his hands, and the real self came back after the second sermon, and he didn't even see the primordial purple qi.

"Don't talk about me, how are you doing now? How many corpses have been cut off?" Wu Ming remembered that when he left, Zhen Yuanzi had already reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian. Xiuwei.

"The three corpses were beheaded, and the only thing left to achieve the holy position is, but this step is the most difficult." Zhen Yuanzi did not hide anything, and told his experience of beheading the corpses.

There is nothing to say about this, the ginseng fruit tree and the book from the ground are all innate magic weapons, and it is not difficult to cut off the two corpses.

The third corpse was a bit more troublesome. Zhen Yuanzi chopped it off with mana, which was a little weaker than the magic weapon.

But this weakness is also relative. There are not many people in the world who have three innate spiritual treasures. Even when Nuwa and Zhunti became saints, they only beheaded two corpses with magic treasures, and the last corpse was also beheaded with magic power.

Among the three thousand Taoists in Zixiao Palace, most of them cut corpses with one magic weapon, a few of them had two magic weapons, and few of them were saints who killed them with three magic weapons.

As far as everyone knows, there is only one person who is still alive, and that is the Patriarch Minghe, the leader of the Netherworld.

Patriarch Minghe was born with the belief in killing and conquering, and his accompanying magic treasures are Abi and Yuantu, both of which are innate spiritual treasures.

Moreover, under the sea of ​​blood in the Styx River, there is also a twelfth-grade blood lotus conceived. The depth of creation is appalling, and it is also known as the No. 1 living saint in the world today. "East Emperor and Zulong are dead, so they cannot be counted. "

"The early pegs will rot first, so Styx is not easy to mess around with right now?" Wu Ming asked back, and Zhen Yuanzi nodded with a smile.

It's not that it's not easy to mix. Although the three magic weapons are powerful, they are not to the point of resisting the saint.

Zhunti, one of the two saints in the West, has always regarded the failure to kill the corpse with the three magic weapons as the biggest blemish in his life.

Ever since the ancestor Minghe had been beheaded by the three magic weapons, he had been beaten by Zhunti every two days. If the sea of ​​blood hadn't dried up and Minghe hadn't died, he might have been skinned and boned by the narrow-minded Zhunti.

But that's it, the Styx has not been doing well in recent years, Houtu established the six realms of reincarnation, and Buddhism suppressed purgatory with Ksitigarbha.

As long as Patriarch Styx dared to show his face, Zhunti would hit the door. After one or two visits, Styx simply hid in the boundless sea of ​​blood and could not come out. The two sides had almost torn faces.

Zhen Yuanzi talked about the changes in these years from the three sermons to the beginning of the Westward Journey.

Wu Ming listened very attentively. Today's era belongs to the era of sages. Basically, the great powers of Zixiao Palace either went to other worlds, or retreated to wait for the opportunity.

The current world is no longer the world of innate creatures. Everything that happened in ancient times is more like a dream after waking up.

When the world mentions the great power of the immortal way, the first thing that comes to mind is the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian, Erlang Zhenjun.

When thinking of Buddha, it is definitely Shakyamuni Buddha. As for who Zhunti and Jieying are, nine out of ten don't know.The remaining one may be surprised to hear the name of the guide, so it turns out that this is Amitabha.

"The times have changed. Those who show up are all juniors. The disciples of the three religions and the two sages of the West have become legendary figures. You and I have become old antiques. Last time, at the invitation of Yuanshi Tianzun, I went to Yuqingjing to give Taoist disciples When I was preaching, I found that Chanjiao had fifth-generation disciples. Those people gathered together in twos and threes and asked each other who I was. When I heard those words, I didn’t know why, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness. "

What Zhen Yuanzi said was very emotional, Wu Ming understood his state of mind, because this is a change of the times.

When listening to the lecture in Zixiao Palace, when Zhen Yuanzi's name was mentioned, no one knew that he was a great supernatural being, the famous ancestor of the earth immortal.

But in the vicissitudes of life, juniors like Nanji Xianweng have become enshrined portraits of ancestors, and second-generation disciples like Yang Jian have become ancestors in other people's mouths. Who would believe that Zhen Yuanzi said that he was not old.

It's no wonder that the fifth-generation disciples of Chanjiao didn't know him. To be honest, let alone the fifth-generation disciples, even if they let the second-generation disciples come over, there are very few who can tell who Qingzhen Yuanzi is, and there are only hearsay.

Therefore, seeing my own sage patriarch treat this unknown old Taoist with courtesy, nine times out of ten I don't understand it.

In fact, it's no wonder that the sage would sigh when he mentioned the past events, so he wouldn't talk about them with his disciples.

It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but it's impossible to talk about it. After all, to these new generations, Kaitian sounds like a myth. If you hear it too much, your head will grow bigger, and you don't have enough level to pursue these ancient myths.

"In the eyes of others, these people are myths. How happy they are to become Buddhas and ancestors. But in the eyes of these people, you and I are myths. They belong to people who sound half-understood and feel very powerful, but they can't say no." What kind of story came out. Hehe, this is really amazing, no wonder you feel sad, this is the era that is slowly forgetting us, there are fewer and fewer people in the same era, and the years are erasing our traces."

Wu Ming and Zhen Yuanzi chatted happily, in the eyes of Qingfeng and Mingyue, it was not shocking.

He could understand Zhen Yuanzi's sigh, but everyone knew that this was something that could not be changed.

Just like in Wu Ming's eyes, Zhen Yuanzi is still a good guy, the soft-tempered Yuanzi.

But in the eyes of these younger generations, and even those who have heard of Zhen Yuanzi's reputation, Zhen Yuanzi is superior, and it is better to enshrine him instead of sitting down and chatting about legends.

For the world, one retreat of these ancient powers is like several Huiyuan, and the dragon sees the head but does not see the end.

But for these ancient powers, is retreat really for the sake of cultivation? Don't you know that when you reach the realm of beheading three corpses, retreat and hard work are useless.

No, everyone knows, and no one knows better than them, what is called retreat.

At the beginning of the sky, time was impermanent and meaningless at all.

At that time, everyone retreated and pursued a further step, but now everyone retreats, wanting to avoid this gradually unfamiliar world.

The sage is ruthless, the Dao is ruthless, but the ruthless way is sentient.

In this world, how many people understand this sentence, ruthless is just echoing what others say, who knows the ups and downs in it.

If it is true that there is no emotion or desire, then what to do with cultivation, everyone should just be stones.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these things. Your top priority now is to find a place to recover your mana, and everything else is secondary. We Zixiao Palace guests count as one, and there is no one who is lower than the quasi-sage realm. You used to belong to the first echelon, and when you saw those old people, you were too embarrassed to greet them without the cultivation base of killing three corpses."

When Zhen Yuanzi said this, Wu Ming was also taken aback, and asked, "Old man, what old man?"

(End of this chapter)