"What, Nuwa's merits have made her a saint."

The Kunlun Mountains and the Sanqing Dynasty are actually not far from the place where Nuwa created human beings in the Buzhou Mountains. They were originally about communicating with each other and discussing the Tao in depth.

At this time, I was shocked by the sight of purple air filling the sky, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotuses emerging from the ground. Then, there was a familiar and terrifying pressure that pressed heavily on my heart, making my whole body feel extremely uncomfortable.

Obviously they were very unwilling to do so, but when this pressure came, all the monks and laymen under the saints had to lower their heads to show awe.

I vaguely understood the last difficulty in my heart, but before I had time to reflect on it, I was hit on the head and was stunned.

It's obviously me first.

The original Taoist was particularly arrogant, and his face was even livid at this time.

Being preempted by others, and being preempted by a woman to become a saint, he felt that his reputation as a Pangu sect had been trampled into the dirt.

Tongtian's head was forced down by the pressure, his neck was hooked, and his eyes were full of cold light.

"Good, things are getting more interesting."

…

Taoist Jie Yin sat alone in the Paradise of Paradise, looking down at the desolate world in the west. He recalled the scene when he and Zhunti were discussing Taoism, and felt a little sad for some reason.

When the pressure came and he saw a blur of purple light in front of his eyes, he sighed and made a decision.

"We can't wait any longer. Even if we make a big wish, there will be endless dangers in the future, so we can't waste time any longer."

…

In the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, Di Jun and others were stunned for a moment, and then became wild with surprise.

"Our demon clan has given birth to a saint, and it is time for the unification of heaven and earth."

The star formation around the sky emits a majestic white light. At this moment, it resonates with the vision of heaven and earth at the same time, and the demon clan's luck greatly increases.

All demon clans feel that their minds are clear and their speed of enlightenment is much faster.

It came from the bottom of my heart, and I applauded loudly.

"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for becoming a saint of heaven and having a long life!"

"Congratulations to Empress Nuwa for becoming a saint of heaven and invincible in the world!"

…

The twelve ancestral witches of the Wu Clan had stopped fighting at this time. They all raised their heads silently and felt something bad in their hearts.

Countless tribesmen scattered across the vast land were in panic.

Even the newly born Wu Clan children have heard of the name of the Great God Nuwa.

Although this person has not appeared on the battlefield for many years, as the backing of the lifelong enemy the demon clan, Wu Wu believes that it is a good thing for the other party to become a saint.

"You can never place your hopes on the kindness of your enemies. If Nuwa steps in to support the demon clan, the witch clan's demise will be just around the corner."

…

Yang Lin didn't pay attention to the reactions from all over the world, but he could guess that Sanqing and others, as well as the demon and witch clans, would definitely be greatly shocked.

Ever since Patriarch Hongjun became a saint, the ancient monks have had an ancestor on their head. The more advanced they are, the more powerful they can sense the majesty of the saint.

They all know that beneath the saints, all are ants.

If in the past, only Taoist Hongjun was a saint, he had no conflict of interest with everyone. After all, he was a senior master. They had no reason to be jealous, they could only be sincerely convinced.

But now, Nuwa, who has been listening to sermons in Zixiao Palace together for thousands of years, in everyone's hearts, this "classmate" who is not necessarily better than themselves has quietly become a saint...

The smoke and clouds in the world are changing. We started from the same starting line, but now one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, which is a blow to everyone.

"Is it possible that when I see Nuwa in the future, I have to worship Nuwa respectfully and treat her like a inferior person? How embarrassing is this?"

The pressure is coming.

The three thousand monks who had listened to the sermon in Zixiao were probably filled with despair, shame, and a sense of sourness that could not be controlled.

"How could it be possible that it would be her turn?"

"I hate those six seats..."

…

Nuwa felt that she was unparalleledly powerful. No matter how calm and composed she was on weekdays, she could not help but feel proud at this time.

On the ground, three thousand human beings prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling down and calling for their mother. Nuwa did not even glance at it, because this was just a tool for her to achieve enlightenment and become a saint.

The creation of human beings and their meritorious deeds have been completed. She, an unmarried female cultivator, was really embarrassed to be called mother. She was not prepared to acknowledge it at all.

Her attention is not here.

But the Mu Taoist, who was wearing a green robe, did not bow his head to show respect, let alone bow respectfully.

This made her feel very uncomfortable.

As a female nun, Nuwa is no different from any other woman in the world. She holds grudges very much and will not forget the past unpleasantness in a blink of an eye.

Although the green-robed Taoist had previously given a gift of soil to help her achieve enlightenment, but after becoming a saint, she found that the golden light of merit that she should have reaped was only about 15%.

It drifted into the direction of the green-robed Taoist, and he put it away with an exquisite white bottle.

That's okay, you get what you pay for, and you don't owe anyone anything.

However, what he heard in the Zixiao Palace that day was that he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood during the first battle. After he returned, he could not recover for a long time.

All the monks in the world saw it, and everyone knew that they could not compare to Mu Taoist.

After all, he was defeated.

In countless years of prehistoric times, she has never been defeated. Even if she encounters Sanqing, Yin Zhunti and others, she will not be at a disadvantage. The only defeat was when the opponent used her hand as an ax and was unable to fight back.

The strength, the annoyance, and the discomfort have never been forgotten day and night.

It's such a shame.

She wants revenge all the time.

At this time, she became a saint and felt the infinite power in her body. A smile appeared on Nuwa's face, her eyes were slightly cold, her pressure tightened, and she pressed towards the green-robed Taoist and the laurel tree spirit Changxi with a rumble.

"Below the saints, you are still an ant. You won that day, but now you are kneeling and listening to me, so that you can vent my bad breath."

'Even if your combat power is comparable to that of a half-step saint, you are not a saint after all. Let you know that the gap between you and me is as vast as the abyss!'

The pressure roared down as if it were real, and the bones and flesh on Yang Lin's body crackled at the same time, as if he was going to explode under the pressure at the next moment.

He raised his head, shook his head slightly, and his aura surged. He protected Chang Xi behind him and said, "It's a little different from the human Madonna that I imagined. The demon is a demon after all, not my race."

No one understood this, but it was Yang Lin's heartfelt voice.

Although he took advantage of Nuwa once, he left a lot of room for action and did not humiliate her too much.

When I listen to sermons at Zixiao Palace, most of the time I do so with great goodwill.

After all, although I have the body of a magnolia tree at my feet in this life, deep down in my bones and soul, in the final analysis, I am still a human being.

As long as you are human, you will naturally have some respect for the source of legends and the founder of the human race. This does not change based on personal likes and dislikes.
Chapter completed!