Honghuang: One Second Is A Merit, I Become A Great Saint

After sending Yinglong away, Lu Ge’s life returned to peace again.

It was comfortable and boring.

He traveled through time and experienced the era of information explosion.

His mind could not calm down at all.

If he did not find something to kill time, he would feel itchy all over.

Unlike the innate sacredness of today, he had a simple mind and few distracting thoughts. He either practiced wholeheartedly or spent countless years in seclusion.

Even if he did not practice, but just stared blankly, he would not feel bored.

After Yinglong left, Lu Ge continued to sink into the palm of his hand.

Recently, a fantasy game that claimed to be 100% real was released in the AI world.

Lu Ge was addicted to it and could not extricate himself.

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, a hundred yuan of time had passed. During such a long period of time, the prehistoric universe was constantly changing.

In Yujing Mountain

“”813” The Three Pure Ones have successfully achieved the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and are now working towards the direction of Quasi-Sainthood.

Among the three ancestors, the Yin-Yang and Yang-Mei ancestors have also successfully killed corpses and entered the Quasi-Sainthood.

It seems that killing just one corpse is already their limit.

Their cultivation is stuck at this step and they have not moved.

On the contrary, Hongjun’s cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and now he is about to kill the second corpse.

Outside Yujing Mountain, the three tribes are constantly in friction, and the relationship is extremely tense.

It only takes a little fuse to start a war.

Rumble…

There was thunder above the sky.

Lu Ge, the three ancestors, Sanqing, and Haotian Yaochi, all stood in front of Zixiao Palace and looked up at the sky.

They saw Hongjun sitting cross-legged in the air, with infinite divine light shining on the heavens and the worlds, covering billions of miles of the void.

The Taoist priest Shanshi Shengji walked out and stood aside to protect him.

“I wonder if the second corpse of Fellow Daoist Hongjun will look like Fellow Daoist Lu.”

Ancestor Qiankun stroked his beard and smiled.

Lu Ge turned his head to look at him, and a?

“What do you mean?”

Lu Ge asked cautiously.

Ancestor Qiankun blinked and said,”Just a few days ago”

“When I was chatting with fellow Taoist Hongjun, I mentioned”

“He wants to turn the corpse into your image.”

“It’s to commemorate the friendship between you two.”

Lu Ge’s face turned pale, and he turned his head to look at Hongjun in the air.

Hongjun seemed to sense something, and smiled at Lu Ge.

“Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you must stay calm.”

Lu Ge stretched out his hand, shocked and scared.

The good corpse of the Qiankun Patriarch looked like himself.

Lu Ge could still tolerate it.

Anyway, this guy would die sooner or later.

But Hongjun was different.

He was the future Taoist Patriarch of Xuanmen.

If the evil corpse looked like himself, then this social death would continue to be updated, and would continue into the endless future.

《Shocked, the evil corpse of Daozu turned out to be him?》

《Big exposure, big exposure, two or three things that Hongjun and Lu Ge have to say》

《This evil corpse is actually their token of love?》

《Evil Corpse: Am I also a part of your play? 》

Lu Ge seemed to see a message from the future, and felt cold all over.

The present sacred is too naive, and does not understand the horror of the future life.

White can be said to be black.

The poem commemorating friendship can be misunderstood as being related to love.

Lu Ge raised his head and stared at Hongjun fiercely.

“Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I advise you to kill the evil corpse honestly.”

“If you dare to mess with the evil corpse’s face”

“Don’t blame me for being rude.”

Hongjun in mid-air raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Ge.

“Ah”

“I was just joking with Daoist Qiankun.”

“How dare you threaten me?”

“Don’t I have any face?”

“I will not let you do what you want today. I will definitely make this evil corpse turn into your appearance.”

“Even the Heavenly Dao can’t stop it, I said.”

Hongjun said with a proud smile.

Lu Ge’s face turned pale, and his lips were bloodless.

He wanted to stop it, but he couldn’t.

Hongjun was the future Daoist ancestor appointed by the Heavenly Dao.

If he dared to interrupt him when he was proving the Dao, the Heavenly Dao would probably hate him.

And although Lu Ge and Hongjun quarreled, it was impossible for him to ruin his years of practice because of these trivial matters.

“Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I advise you to calm down”

“When other gods see your evil corpse, it turns out that it was me.”

“What will they think then?”

“Our reputations will be ruined.”

“You must think twice.”

Lu Ge’s threats failed, so he began to persuade her earnestly.

“Hahahaha.”

Hongjun looked at Lu Ge’s limp appearance and felt happy. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

During these more than one hundred Yuanhui, the two fought wits and courage against each other…..

But they were both equally matched, and neither of them was willing to give in.

But seeing Lu Ge give in, Hongjun felt extremely relieved.

“Haha, Fellow Daoist Lu, no need to say more”

“Today, this evil corpse will definitely look like you.”

“I have already grasped your weak spot.”

“Be more polite to me next time.”

When Qiankun became a quasi-saint, Hongjun found out that Lu Ge fell for it.

Now it’s his turn, and he must use this to control Lu Ge.

Other saints don’t understand the horror of future generations’ opinions, but Hongjun does.

Especially after he became a quasi-saint, he saw the future farther and clearer.

Now he would kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of his own, and he would not hesitate.

Lu Ge gritted his teeth, this old guy Hongjun is not soft or hard.

Naive, do you really think you can control me like this? At worst, we will lose face together.

Lu Ge’s anxiety suddenly disappeared from his face, and he looked calm.

Hongjun looked stunned.

What’s going on?

“Change as you like.”

“never mind”[]

“Anyway, I won’t be the only one who will be embarrassed by then.”

Lu Ge looked like he was about to give up.

Hongjun looked at Lu Ge, half believing and half doubting.

Is this guy really giving up?

Or is he doing this on purpose to fool him.

Hongjun pondered in his heart and made a decision after a moment.

No matter what you think, the evil corpse will look like you. It’s best if you can control it.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t control it. Anyway, no matter what the evil corpse looks like, it won’t lose combat power and won’t delay your practice.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and their thoughts popped out one after another.

The three ancestors watched the excitement happily.

The Three Pure Ones all lowered their heads, feeling a little embarrassed.

How could their own teacher and uncle be so childish?

As long as Haotian and Yaochi, they have gone through a hundred Yuanhui and have grown into boys and girls.

But their minds are so simple that they don’t understand what Hongjun and Lu Ge are playing.

Look at Hongjun for a while, and then look at Lu Ge.

His clear eyes are full of ignorance.

“Today, the second sword of enlightenment”

“”Behead my evil corpse.”

As the words fell, Hongjun held the invisible sky sword and cut through himself.

The next moment, a figure flew out of Hongjun’s body.

“My name is nameless”

“Met a fellow Taoist”