Teacher, Please Stand Up for Me
Laozi's roar echoed throughout the Zixiao Palace!
Yuanshi and Tongtian were even more shocked!
A chance to become a saint?!
My elder brother's chance to become a saint was actually snatched away by Fuxi?!
How could Fuxi do such a thing?!
At this time, the Three Pure Ones were still very closely related, sharing the same breath and branches!
Laozi's words can naturally represent the attitude of the Three Pure Ones!
Meanwhile, many people in the Zixiao Palace were also having their own ulterior motives.
This Laozi was destined to become a saint by the Dao Ancestor, yet his opportunity was taken away.
What about the others?
Supporting Laozi's Yuanshi and Tongtian, he felt the heat of the gazes gathered on him increase dramatically!
Some even secretly felt it was a pity.
If I had discovered this opportunity sooner, wouldn't I have been the one to receive this Merit?
That Fuxi didn't know how to cherish his Merits; he could have given them to me!
He doesn't want to become a saint, but I do!
Three Thousand Guests in the Zixiao Palace, each with their own thoughts!
But one thought arose in everyone's heart!
Fuxi truly lived up to his reputation as a fellow Daoist, as the Dao Ancestor had called him.
They actually managed to steal someone else's chance to become a saint!
That's truly terrifying!
Laozi fell into the arms of the Primordial and the Tongtian, his eyes closed and his breath faint.
At that moment, those specks of golden light descended.
Hongjun's expression remained unchanged, and the golden light naturally emanated from his hand, entering Laozi's body!
As the golden light was absorbed by his body, Laozi's condition visibly improved.
He opened his eyes and looked up to meet the Dao Ancestor's emotionless gaze.
Laozi's lips trembled slightly. He immediately shook off Yuanshi and Tongtian, prostrated himself on the ground, and said in a pained voice!
"Teacher, please, teacher, do justice for your disciple!"
Seeing Laozi's expression, Hongjun felt a surge of frustration and annoyance!
The fact that Nuwa became a saint ahead of schedule was already a slap in the face for him!
Now that Fuxi has taken away Laozi's chance to become a saint, it's like giving him two more slaps in the face!
This is no longer a subtle attempt to undermine his authority; it's a blatant act of defiance!
Hongjun gritted his teeth as he watched Fuxi bowing his head and patiently teaching the Human Race!
The teachings of the Fuxi Deductive System to the Human Race are not simply a matter of depriving Laozi of his chance to become a saint!
In his original plan, he should have had Six Disciples.
Nuwa was the first to Merit Attainment of Sainthood!
I won't go into that; the result was the same, but it had nothing to do with him!
The next person to achieve sainthood should be Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones!
Next came the Two from the West: Yuanshi and Tongtian!
Now things have gotten even worse; first, Nuwa became a saint ahead of schedule and created humans.
Furthermore, one action by Fuxi snatched away Laozi's chance to become a sage!
Chaos! Utter chaos!
Thinking of his own plans, he realized that Fuxi had been disrupted.
Hongjun's gaze toward Laozi carried a hint of hostility!
Although Laozi, who was lying prostrate on the ground, could not see the Dao Ancestor's expression, he still sensed something was amiss!
Thinking of his chance to become a saint being taken away, Laozi felt a surge of resentment in his heart, and his voice became even more sorrowful!
"Teacher! Please, teacher, do justice for your disciple!"
Yuanshi and Tongtian exchanged a glance, then knelt down and begged together!
"Please, teacher, do justice for my elder brother!"
Tongtian's words truly came from the bottom of his heart.
However, Yuan Shi still had his own ulterior motives.
If Fuxi could seize his elder brother's opportunity, how could he not seize his own?
Why not take this opportunity to get the Dao Ancestor to give an opinion?
Seeing Pangu Three Pure Ones kneeling before him, Hongjun cursed Fuxi a thousand times over in his heart!
Fuxi, Fuxi, are you really going to oppose me?!
But he can't utter a loud curse right now.
He couldn't let these people become even more alienated from him.
These Pangu Three Pure Ones, deserve even more attention!
After all, these three were the main characters in his subsequent schemes!
Thinking of this, Hongjun slowly spoke.
"The matter of chance is inherently mysterious."
"While it may be unique, it is not unique."
Laozi slowly raised his head, tears still glistening in his eyes.
"Are you saying, teacher, that my destiny hasn't ended yet?"
Hongjun, however, was unwilling to say any more. With a wave of his sleeve, the Three Pure Ones were all sitting properly on the Meditation Cushion.
"Do not concern yourself with external matters; continue the sermon!"
The Eastern Sea Shore, the habitat of Human Race.
Fuxi smiled as he watched the Human Race respectfully place the demon beast before him.
A century has passed since he began preaching, and many powerful figures have emerged among the Human Race!
Furthermore, three Suiren Shi, Youchao Shi, Ziyi Shi— stood out from the crowd.
He led the Human Race to develop in this Primordial World, creating a thriving and prosperous scene!
Seeing that the Human Race could already survive in this Primordial World, Fuxi decided to leave first!
After all, no powerful race grows up in the palm of a strong person!
But before leaving, he still needs to take the next precautionary measure!
Fuxi waved his hand and took a suitable rock from the mountains.
With a thought, the mountain rock transformed into a stone monument, which stood in the Human Race!
He spoke slowly, his expression indifferent.
"This stele stands here, and for ten thousand years no living being shall disturb the Human Race."
"Otherwise, kill without mercy!"
Fuxi's words were mainly directed at the Demon Race!
It should be noted that ever since Di Jun and Tai Yi and Tai Yi established the Demon Race, the behavior of those transformed beings has become extremely arrogant.
Considering that in the original world, the Demon Race fed on the Human Race.
While the Human Race possesses the methods he passed down, they still need to continue developing!
Development should be a steady and solid process, not one of unrealistic ambitions and greed!
Ten thousand years later, when the Human Race has developed sufficiently, there will naturally be no need for this stone tablet!
As the stone tablet was erected, thunder roared in the sky.
Fuxi's words echoed in the ears of countless living beings!
Those creatures that originally intended to take the opportunity to hunt down the Human Race also returned along the same route, unwilling to give up!
The two powerful figures standing behind Human Race are also people they should think twice about!
After erecting the stone tablet, Fuxi set off to leave.
About a thousand years later, the sermon ended, and the gates of the Zixiao Palace opened!
Minghe, unable to wait any longer, rushed ahead towards his Blood Sea!
Amidst Blood Sea, crimson waves surged!
Boundless Baleful Qi and bloodlust permeated this region!
Apart from the Minghe and the Mosquito Daoist hiding deep within, there are no other living beings here.
Minghe stood atop the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, wielding the Yuantu and Asura swords!
He looked up at the sky and recalled the scene when Nuwa Creates Humans.
With a determined heart, he pierced his palm with the Yuantu Divine Sword in his hand.
The essence and blood flowed into that Blood Sea.
The Blood Sea churned, and from the Blood Sea crawled out Asura forms were remarkably similar to those of the Ancestor Minghe!
The men were over ten feet tall, with four or six arms, or animal heads, and were ugly in appearance!
The woman, however, was extremely beautiful and charming!
"Your names Asuras!"