Chapter 721

The three disciples of the Taoist ancestors have been granted the holy position. The gods have no surprise. If even the disciples of the Taoist ancestors can not get the throne, it is really strange.

Now, their hearts have been extinguished to receive the holy place.

Now I want to see which bad egg among the remaining disciples of the Taoist ancestor will lose the qualification of sanctification.

On the platform of preaching, Chenghao sleeves robe waved, and three Hongmeng purple Qi did not enter the eyebrows of three people, such as Minghe and Fuxi.

"This thing is a kind of red air, which is very beneficial to the sanctification. When the time comes, it can be holy!"

It is difficult to cultivate chaos in a single Hongmeng purple gas, but this thing is quite a qualification for sanctification. As long as the chance comes in the future, even if the heaven will no longer want to, it will also be lowered to the throne to help people become holy.

Three Hongmeng purple Qi gave out, Chenghao will focus on the red cloud, zhunti and lead two people.

"The three of them are my registered disciples, and they are sitting in the front row, and they should be qualified for sanctification!"

The voice fell, Chenghao raised his hand and gave three Hongmeng purple Qi. In a short period of time, six holy places were distributed by him.

Seeing that the throne was given out, the gods were full of pity and looked back to the earth.

It is also kowtow and praying. What is the use of obtaining the identity of the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, or is it not qualified to be holy?

"Teacher..." br >

the back of the earth is a bit ugly, full of sad looking at the Taoist teacher sitting on the platform.

Chenghao saw the appearance, sleeve robe a wave, in a moment, there was a red air flying into the back of the eyebrow heart.

"You... Can be holy!"

"Thank you, teacher!"

The earth is really happy and crying, this in front of the throne in the mood, no one can maintain a calm mood.

"Teacher, I hope the teacher is pitiful and give me a holy place!"

There were still some gods who had pity on the earth before. They were no longer able to pity others. Instead, they knelt down quickly and prayed with each other, prayed for the mercy of the ancestors and gave several holy places.

"There is no holy place. Please return!" Chenghao shook his head and ordered him to take the order.

"The teacher is merciful, pity us!"

"Yes, teacher! You said there were only six holy places under the door, but just now seven were given. You must have extra ones? "

"Teacher, you pity me for millions of years of hard work, and give us another chance!"

...

looking at the gods who were crying in ambush, Chenghao shook his head slowly.

"There are only six holy places under my door, and they have been given to the Ming River, zhunti and so on."

"As for the later land, her throne is not given by this seat, but by heaven."

Heaven is the saint?

The gods looked up in dismay, and did not respond to it for a while. The saint, and the day would say?

"In the future, there will be a great virtue in the heaven which is conducive to Honghuang. This virtue is enough to make her holy with virtue. Her holy position does not need this seat to grant!"

"So, thank you for your help. I also want to tell you that, besides the earth, is there anyone who has the qualification of heaven as a saint?"

Originally, gods thought they had no chance. Now that there is a certain sage saying, they have a chance again.

If that so-called Tianding saint, also have me?

"Yes!"

This time, facing the expectation of the gods, Chenghao gave the exact answer.

The voice fell, Chenghao put his eyes on the last row, the middle-aged man who sat in the last position, and seemed to be unimportant.

The man is a dark blue Taoist robe, with a green bamboo stick on his waist. His appearance is very ordinary. There is no special thing in this thousand congenital gods.

"What do you call a little friend?" Looking at the man who looked at him, he was a little confused, and Cheng Hao asked with a smile.

"Teacher... Disciple... Disciple is named Zhou Qing!" The middle-aged man stood up nervously, and even spoke nervously.

"Zhou Qing?" Chenghao nodded with a smile and praised another word, "good name!"

Nodding to show Zhou Qing sat down, Chenghao's sleeve robe waved. The closed door of haotiangong opened immediately. In a moment, chaos fog filled in, making the Haotian palace covered with a light gray light yarn.

"This sermon is over, 3000 years later, preaching again. All those who have a chance can come!"

This time, Chenghao directly issued a decree to drive away from the guests. Whether the gods would like or not, they were discharged from the haotiangong under an invisible great force.

In the chaos fog of the thirteenthropdays, some gods did not leave directly, but gathered together in three or three, and looked at the excluded Taoist friends with some disdain. Their faces were also gloomy after the gate was completely closed."You, the throne has been divided, and there is no share of us except the disciples of the Taoist ancestors!"

"Yes, I have just explored, and none of the disciples of the Taoist ancestors came out. Obviously, the Taoist ancestors should explain how to be holy for them alone!"

"Slow step by step, slow pace, lost the opportunity to sit in the front row, we even lost the holy place together!"

"This is not necessarily true. Don't forget that the disciples of the Taoist ancestors will be taught to prove the way of Tao. If the three men have achieved their cultivation in the future, they will not necessarily see the position of the saint. If the throne is empty, we will still have a chance! "

"Well, let's go. Let's go back to Wudao city and talk about it. I don't know. There are several holy places for Hongjun Taoist ancestors. Who will be honored to be holy?"

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here, the preaching of haotiangong has ended. Only three or two gods are rushing to Wudao City, even if there is no chance to become a saint, the Taoist ancestors have also told about many kinds of roads before. If they can fully understand and become quasi saints, there is still a great chance.

On the other side of the 13th day, in Zixiao palace, Hongjun Taoist ancestor just finished the method of cutting three corpses, and then closed his eyes and rested, and stopped talking.

A few days later, after the gods woke up from the state of understanding, hung Jun opened his face without expression.

"After the opening of the earth, I have to make the artifact and achieve this grand road. Under the heaven, I have the doctrine of teaching all living beings. At the end of today's sermon, I will give the blessed a holy place. " Hung Jun settled down. "Under my door, there should be seven holy places!"

"Dare to ask the teacher, who can enjoy the seven holy places?" The emperor was too keen on the fretting of his mind. He had long coveted the position of the high sage, but he did not directly open his mouth, but ran into Kun Peng with an elbow. Kun Peng immediately understood and hurriedly rose and asked.

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