Sainthood had been delayed in the first place, but now Merit, which Heavenly Dao had accumulated for 90,000 years, was all taken away by Minghe.
This means that Zhunti's sanctification has to be postponed again. How can this not make him sad and angry?
But there is no other way. How can Zhunti, a borrower, rob Merit from Minghe, who created a race to benefit Primordial Wilderness?
"Senior brother, it's so hard to be poor! It's too hard!"
Zhunti wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and couldn't help but seek comfort from Jieyin.
Jieyin was also silent, feeling in his heart that his junior brother's road to becoming a saint was really extremely bumpy.
Zhunti's wailing naturally spread throughout Mount Sumeru.
It can be said that the listener is sad and the listener sheds tears.
All the Western Sect disciples on the mountain couldn't help but shake their heads after hearing this.
"Maitreya, senior brother, what do you think happened to Master?"
Zhunti Ksitigarbha, the newly admitted disciple, couldn't help but ask a big-bellied disciple in front of him.
"Junior brother, listen to my brother's advice and don't ask too many questions. You will get used to it after some time!"
The pot-bellied disciple is Future Buddha, one of the first disciples of Jieyin, Maitreya, Future Buddha taught Three Ages Buddhas.
"That's right, Junior Brother Ksitigarbha!"
Yaoshi also nodded after hearing this and patted Ksitigarbha on the shoulder.
Ksitigarbha saw that the same was true for other Western Sect disciples, so it was hard to ask any more questions.
I don't blame Maitreya and Ksitigarbha and Western Lands's disciples for being like this. It's actually Zhunti who has had convulsions from time to time over the years.
Either laugh or cry.
A few days ago, the blue sky was struck by lightning.
I don't know how much evil I have done!
It's not easy to ask these disciples, but every one of them will inevitably curse in their hearts.
If they didn't have a choice in Western Lands, they really wouldn't want to be mentored by these two powerful teachers who often engage in abstraction.
Above Sea of Blood, the light pillar transformed by the huge Merit Golden Light enveloped Minghe.
"Hahaha!"
Minghe, who stepped on a Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus, laughed heartily, and his momentum increased sharply after refining Merit.
After a while, after refining part of Merit, he broke through from Late Quasi-Saint to Quasi-Saint Peak!
"Congratulations to Old Ancestor for your great improvement in cultivation. We can look forward to Great Dao!"
"Congratulations to Old Ancestor for your great improvement in cultivation. We can look forward to Great Dao!"
"..."
Among the one hundred thousand Asura Clan, one of the burly Asura Clan quickly shouted congratulations, followed immediately by three more Asura.
After one hundred thousand Asura Clan, all congratulations to Minghe!
"Okay! It's good for you to wait!"
Minghe pointed at the first Asura and smiled, "You are Lord of Desire, and from now on you will be Great Asura King. In place of Old Ancestor, I will command Asura Clan!?"
He then looked at the other three Asura and said, "You three are Great Brahma, Heaven of Desire and Shiva. You are also the Asura king, assist Lord of Desire in controlling Asura Clan!"
"Thank you Old Ancestor!"
The four heads Asura were overjoyed when they heard this, and they all knelt down to thank him.
After canonizing the four major Asura Queen, he ignored them and Minghe continued to refine the remaining Merit.
Until an hour later.
Looking at Heavenly Dao Merit, whose body was completely empty after being refined, Minghe looked confused.
"No, this... is gone? This is too little!"
"Nuwa Creates Humans is sanctified, Heavenly Dao Merit is piled up like a mountain, what's wrong with the Asura Clan created by poor Daoists?"
"Heavenly Dao, you can't do this to Old Ancestor me!"
Minghe couldn't believe it, looked up at the sky with blood-red eyes, and asked Heavenly Dao.
He spent countless years and effort creating creatures, and this is the result?
With such time to practice, he would probably have reached the quasi-peak level based on his qualifications!
"Damn it!"
Minghe roared again!
Under the ups and downs of his mind, one billion Blood God Son hidden among Sea of Blood also responded in unison, causing huge waves of blood and turbulent waves.
The majestic murderous aura on his body rose into the sky, directly scattering the remaining Auspicious Cloud.
"Hahaha!"
"The clown!"
Primordial Wilderness experts who paid attention to Minghe's actions started making fun of him.
Even the imitated person, Nuwa who practiced in Phoenix Perch Mountain, shook his head.
She created Human Race out of God's will. Merit is naturally huge, how can it be compared to Minghe.
"Hahaha!, Minghe, what an unlucky guy, let you rob poor Tao Merit, is it so easy to become a saint? You deserve it! I laughed to death from poor Tao, haha..."
On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin, who was just about to comfort Zhunti with a few words, felt numb all over!
"It's bad, junior brother is getting sick again!"
Jieyin touched his bare head and felt bald again.
"Maitreya Senior Brother!"
The new Ksitigarbha suddenly heard that his master was making strange laughter, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Junior brother, please relax, maybe Martial Uncle Inner Demon is guilty again!"
"Come, have a sip of tea and calm down. You'll be fine later!"
Maitreya smiled and comforted Ksitigarbha again, and even handed him a cup of tea.
Ksitigarbha held the teacup in his hand, his hands trembling slightly until the warmth coming from the cup made him calm down a little.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
He did not drink it, but continued to hold it, as if it would make him feel better.
"Who can use this Merit? Old Ancestor I really don't believe it!"
"Since the creation of living beings cannot be sanctified, the left and right have become Primordial Wilderness laughing stock, Old Ancestor I will just Establish a Sect it!"
Above Sea of Blood, Minghe had a ruthless look in his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and then he prayed to the sky.
"Great Dao is on top! Heavenly Dao is on top! Great God Pangu is on top! Dao Ancestor Hongjun is on top!"
"I am Minghe, the master of Sea of Blood!"
"Today, I feel that Asura Clan is new, but it still lacks education. I should establish Asura Sect and spread it through the way of 'killing'!"
"As a killer, everything in the world cannot be killed. You should kill to stop killing, and achieve your goals with Slaughter Dao!"
"Use Innate Spiritual Treasure Twelve-grade Karma Red Lotus to suppress Qi Luck for the Asura Sect!"
"I hope Great Dao will learn from it! Heavenly Dao will learn from it! Great God Pangu will learn from it! Dao Ancestor Hongjun will learn from it!"
"Asura Sect, stand!"
Primordial Wilderness The powerful people never expected that this Minghe could cause trouble.
I just imitated Nuwa to create creatures, and then I started to learn Three Pure Ones and Two Sages of the West to establish a great religion.
This wave of operations caught countless people off guard.
"How shameless, Minghe is taking advantage of Heavenly Dao's loophole! You don't even need to lose face!"
Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, Tai Yi and other powerful people cursed secretly, and Zhunti's laughter stopped abruptly.
"You're still here? That's a poor fellow, senior brother, that's a poor fellow Merit! Wuwuwu..."
Not long after the laughter appeared on Mount Sumeru, it turned into crying again.
"Junior brother, don't panic, it's normal, everything is normal!"
Ksitigarbha's body trembled, and just as he was about to speak, Maitreya blocked his mouth with words in advance.
"Is it too late for me to change my master now?"
Thinking of Zhunti crying and laughing like crazy, Ksitigarbha closed his eyes in pain.
The Auspicious Cloud that was just washed away is spicy again!
Primordial Wilderness's Auspicious Cloud is also an old actor these days, appearing in everyone's heads every once in a while.
Da Neng, who was paying attention to the news of Sea of Blood, felt sour at this moment!
After waiting for a long time, everyone was dumbfounded!
Logically speaking, Auspicious Cloud gathers together, and then Merit should fall from the sky.
However, at this time, the familiar bright golden color did not appear at all in Auspicious Cloud.
Not to mention Merit dropped from the sky, there is not even a hair on it.
Another half day passed, and the Auspicious Cloud in the sky slowly dispersed, but the Establish a Sect Merit of Minghe were still missing.
"It's broken, Heavenly Dao has become a deadbeat!"
For some reason, Primordial Beings said this sentence in his mind.
Heavenly Dao's successive breaches of trust caused Him to have a crisis of trust in the hearts of all living beings.
"No!"
Minghe roared angrily, much like Sub-Saint who cried and laughed before.