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The three direct disciples of Taoist ancestor won the holy position, and the gods did not feel any surprise. It would be really strange if even the direct disciples of Taoist ancestor could not get the holy position.

Up to now, they have already extinguished their thoughts of obtaining the holy throne.

Now I want to see, among the few remaining registered disciples of Taoist ancestor, which one of the unlucky ones will lose the qualification for sanctification.

On the high platform of the sermon, Cheng Hao waved his sleeve robe, and three bursts of primordial purple air entered the eyebrows of Minghe, Fuxi and the others.

"This thing is the primordial purple qi, which is very beneficial to sanctification. When the time comes, you can use it to become sanctified!"

It is very difficult for a person to cultivate to the chaotic state just by a majestic purple air, but this thing is equivalent to the qualification for becoming a saint. As long as the opportunity comes in the future, even if Tiandao doesn't want to, he has to descend to the Holy Throne to help people become holy.

The three primordial purple qi were bestowed out, and Cheng Hao set his sights on Hongyun, Zhunti and Jieyin.

"The three of you are my registered disciples, and you are sitting in the front row, so you should be qualified to become saints!"

After the words were finished, Cheng Hao waved his hand, and three more primordial purple qi were bestowed. In just a few words, he distributed the six holy places.

Seeing that the holy seats were all distributed, the gods looked at Houtu with pity.

It's kowtowing and praying, even if you have obtained the status of a named disciple of the Taoist ancestor, what's the use, isn't it still not qualified for sanctification?

"teacher......"

Houtu's face was a little ugly, and he looked at Teacher Daozu sitting on the high platform with pleading eyes.

Seeing this, Cheng Hao waved his sleeves, and in an instant, another majestic purple air flew out and submerged into Houtu's eyebrows.

"You... can also be sanctified!"

"Thank you teacher!"

Houtu really wept with joy, it was difficult for anyone to maintain a calm mood with such ups and downs in front of the holy throne.

"Teacher, I hope that the teacher will take pity on me and grant me the holy seat!"

The gods who had been sympathetic to Houtu before saw this and immediately had no time to sympathize with others. Instead, they knelt down quickly one by one, begging with one voice, begging the Taoist ancestor for mercy, and granting a few more holy thrones.

"The holy seat is gone, everyone, please go back!" Cheng Hao shook his head and gave the order to evict the guest.

"Teacher, be merciful, have pity on us!"

"Yes, teacher! You said before that there are only six holy seats under your sect, but you have given seven holy seats just now. There must be extra holy seats in your place?"

"Teacher, please take pity on me for waiting for hundreds of millions of years of penance, and give us another chance!"

 …

Looking at the gods crying on the ground one by one, Cheng Hao slowly shook his head.

"There are indeed only six holy places under my sect, and they have been given to Styx, Zhunti and others."

"As for Houtu, her holy position is not bestowed by me, but a divine saint!"

Manifest Saint?

The gods raised their heads in astonishment when they heard the words, and didn't react for a while. This saint, is there a destiny?

"In the future, there will be a great merit to be done that will benefit the prehistoric world. This merit is enough to make her holy with merit. Her holy seat does not need to be bestowed by me!"

"So that's the case. Thank you teacher for clarifying the confusion. Teacher is kind. Please tell me, besides Houtu, is there anyone else who has the qualifications of a heavenly saint?"

Originally, the gods thought that there was no chance, but now that there is a sage of heaven, they once again felt lucky.

What if I am one of the so-called heavenly saints?

"have!"

This time, facing the expectant eyes of the gods, Cheng Hao gave a definite answer directly.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Hao set his sights on the inconspicuous middle-aged man sitting in the last row.

This person was dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe, with a blue bamboo stick pinned to his waist, and his appearance was very ordinary. Among the thousands of innate gods, there was nothing special about him at all.

"What's your name, little friend?" Cheng Hao asked with a smile, looking at the man who seemed a little at a loss under his gaze.

"Teacher...disciple...disciple's name is Zhou Qing!" The middle-aged man stood up a little nervously, even speaking nervously and awkwardly.

"Zhou Qing?" Cheng Hao nodded with a smile, and added another compliment, "Good name!"

After nodding to signal Zhou Qing to sit down, Cheng Hao waved his sleeve robe, and the gate of Haotian Palace, which was originally closed, opened suddenly. In an instant, a chaotic mist filled in, covering the Haotian Palace with a light gray veil. .

"This sermon is over, and after 3,000 years, I will preach again. Anyone who is destined can come!"

This time, Cheng Hao directly issued an order to evict guests, regardless of whether the gods were willing or not, they were all expelled from the Haotian Palace by an invisible force.

In the thirty-three days of chaotic mist, some gods did not leave directly, but gathered together in twos and threes, and looked at the fellow Taoists who were excluded one by one with a bit of unwillingness. When the gate was completely closed, their expressions It also became gloomy.

"Everyone, the holy positions have been allocated. Except for the disciples of Daozu, there is no one for us!"

"Yeah, I've checked just now, and none of Daozu's disciples came out. Obviously, Daozu wants to explain to them how to become holy!"

"Slow step by step, slow step by step, we lost the opportunity to sit in the front row, and we even lost the holy seat!"

"This is not necessarily the case. Don't forget that the direct disciples of the Taoist ancestor will be taught the method of proving the Tao with strength. If these three people succeed in cultivation in the future, they may not be able to see the position of the saint. If the position of the saint is vacant , we still have a chance!"

"Hey, let's go, let's talk about this matter in detail after returning to Wudao City, but I don't know how many saints there are in Daozu Hongjun, and who will be lucky enough to get the holy throne!?"

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Here, the preaching in Haotian Palace has ended, and a group of gods rushed towards Wudao City in twos and threes. Even if there is no chance of becoming a saint, Daozu also talked about various ways before. If he can fully understand and become a quasi-sage, there is still a lot Big chance.

On the other side of the thirty-three days, in Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun had just finished explaining the method of beheading three corpses, and then he closed his eyes and rested without speaking.

A few days later, after all the gods woke up from the state of enlightenment one by one, Hongjun spoke with a blank face.

"After the creation of the world, I have to create an artifact to achieve this Hongjun Dao. Under the way of heaven, I have the principle of educating all living beings. At the end of today's sermon, I will bestow holy positions on those who are destined." Hongjun paused, "Under my door , there should be seven saints!"

"May I ask the teacher, who can enjoy these seven holy positions?" Donghuang Taiyi's mind moved slightly. He had long coveted the high-ranking saint position for a long time, but he didn't speak directly. Instead, he elbowed Kunpeng, and Kunpeng Immediately understood, he quickly got up and asked.