Laozi: No rush, I'll become a Sage first
Laozi Tzu attained enlightenment; the secrets of heaven within his heart were fully revealed, and he knew how to become a saint.
"In the end, it still came to this."
The thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't dwell on it, knowing that his chances of becoming a saint were greater than those of the Human Race.
He founded the Human Sect to educate and enlighten the Human Race.
The young man before him was undoubtedly his first disciple.
This young man is naturally a descendant of the Ziwei Star, born with the bearing of an emperor; no wonder he caught Laozi's eye.
After hearing Laozi's words, Ziwei shook her head, her expression firm and stubborn, and said, "I do not wish to become your disciple."
At this moment, he had not yet awakened, but instinctively he did not want to become an apprentice. He felt that the old man in front of him had ill intentions, was full of bad ideas, and had some impure purpose for him.
"Unwilling?" Laozi was taken aback, somewhat surprised. Given his status and position, if he were to spread the word, the line of people wanting to become his disciples would stretch all the way to Mount Buzhou.
This is understandable, since the boy in front of him doesn't know his identity.
Laozi was not angry at all; on the contrary, he admired the young man even more. Perhaps because he had not succeeded in taking him as a disciple all at once, he felt that the young man in front of him was becoming more and more outstanding.
"Young man, I'll give you a little more time to think it over. There's no need to rush to give me an answer."
Laozi Tzu smiled and said, without directly revealing his identity, that he planned to first become a saint, and then everything would be revealed.
At that time, the boy will naturally take the initiative to become a disciple, without needing to say anything more.
He was, after all, a true descendant of Pangu Orthodox Lineage, and there was no need for him to humble himself so much by taking a mere Human Race as his disciple.
Immediately, Laozi moved and disappeared.
The next moment, the endless deep space of the Human Race land suddenly roared, and a terrifying and inexplicable pressure surged.
Laozi's eyes were as still as an ancient well, from which the yin and yang energies circulated, giving rise to the Taiji Diagram. He spoke, and his voice resounded throughout heaven and earth. "Today, I, Taiqing of the Great Laozi, seeing the weakness of the Human Race, wish to spread the Human Race, Human Sect Human Race to educate and enlighten them, and use the Innate Supreme Treasure Taiji Diagram, to suppress their destiny!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the Heavenly Dao sensed them, and a thunderous roar resounded Primordial World, as a torrent of Heavenly Dao Merit poured forth.
Under the influence of the Heavenly Dao Merit, the Primordial Violet Qi within Laozi's body dissolved and merged with the merits of creation.
"Boom..."
Laozi's realm was rising, his aura was surging, and a huge Merit Golden Wheel hung behind his head, almost solidified, shining with golden light.
Immediately afterwards, a vast, Sage aura surged forth from Laozi Tzu, sweeping across the Primordial World, reaching every corner of the earth.
At this moment, all the great powers in the world were shocked. Their souls trembled under this pressure, which was completely different from the false sainthood of Jieyin and Jieyin and Zhunti not long ago.
The immeasurable Heavenly Dao Merit and the vast pressure of becoming a saint are genuine, without any exaggeration. In fact, Laozi's pressure of becoming a saint is even stronger than that of Nuwa when Nuwa a saint.
"Laozi of the Taiqing realm has become a saint!"
"This is true, unlike those two in the West who were just joking around."
"Congratulations to the Taiqing Saint on attaining sainthood!"
A series of earth-shattering shouts resounded throughout the heavens and the surrounding area, causing the entire Primordial World.
Having witnessed the Western Duo's feint, Taiqing's ascension to Laozi seemed all the more awe-inspiring.
Wahuang Heaven sensed Nuwa's aura of becoming Laozi and felt somewhat displeased. Although Laozi's sainthood was ordained by the Heavenly Dao, the Human Race was created by her.
Laozi established his religion based on the Human Race, which inadvertently diverted some of his own fortune. It would be strange if Nuwa was happy about that.
At Western Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhun Ti felt the pressure of Laozi's ascension to sainthood, and their expressions immediately changed.
"Laozi become a saint!?" Zhun Ti's face was ugly, his eyes revealing deep shock, envy, and jealousy, divided in a 3:3:4 ratio.
"As expected of the leader of the Three Pure Ones, he has ultimately surpassed us," Jieyin said with a smile, though the smile was more like a grimace.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't envious; he was just pretending to be magnanimous.
"Where is the opportunity for me to become a saint?" Zhun Ti said unwillingly. He no longer dared to think about the path of creating species and directly declared failure.
The consequences of failure were unbearable; he was nearly struck by lightning and his soul was sent to the heavens, which made him afraid to try again.
"The opportunity for us to become saints is here..." Jieyin. Just then, the long-dormant Primordial Violet Qi suddenly stirred.
"This..."
Jieyin's gaze shifted slightly, then a surge of wild joy welled up within him.
They're here, they're here.
That's the feeling.
He finally saw hope of becoming a saint.
"Senior brother, why are you so overjoyed?" Zhun Ti that Jieyin was trembling with excitement and asked in bewilderment.
Jieyin straightened his expression and said, "Senior brother has already understood; becoming a saint is just around the corner."
"I will attain sainthood after Laozi!"
He rarely showed such confidence and elation. Although they were not as good as Laozi, it was enough that they could surpass Yuanshi Tongtian saints.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother!" Zhun Ti overjoyed. He felt no jealousy towards his own people, only envy and pride.
The Sun Star.
"Laozi become a saint, then the others must be close behind. We need to step up our game!"
Inside the Ling Xiao Palace, Di Jun sensed the pressure of becoming a saint and spoke solemnly.
"That's the advantage of taking shortcuts. The path of the laws is one step at a time, and breakthroughs are indeed difficult."
Tai Yi couldn't help but sigh, "Laozi achieved sainthood through merit without any obstacles to breaking through realms. This is something that their cultivation methods cannot compare to."
"Even if it's difficult, we must persevere. After the Three Pure Ones and those two old bastards from the West become saints, they might cause us trouble."
"We must quickly attain the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal. We can't let our Third Brother fight alone. How can he possibly deal with so many Sages on his own?"
Di Jun said with a solemn expression, "They have a deep-seated hatred for the Three Pure Ones Jieyin and Zhunti."
Tai Yi nodded emphatically, without saying anything more.
In the Pangu Temple, the Ancestral Witch were in an uproar upon learning that Laozi a saint. They had not forgotten their enmity with the Three Pure Ones, and their minds had been preoccupied with their struggles with the demon race, so they had temporarily forgotten about this matter.
Now that Laozi has become a saint, it's like giving them a huge challenge, which has both stunned and awakened them.
"Brother, what should we do?" Zhurong asked with a grim expression. Even he, who was usually bold and hot-tempered, was now panicking.
The shadow of Nuwa's ascension to sainthood had not yet passed, and now Laozi had also become a saint. Suddenly, the Witch Clan had to face two Sages.
What merit or ability do I possess?
"Disaster! Great disaster! Heaven is going to exterminate my Witch Clan!" Gonggong roared, furious and desperate. It must be that Heavenly Dao does not allow the bloodline of the Father God to exist in the world, so they are being targeted so fiercely.
"Calm down, everyone!" Dijiang stood up abruptly, his face extremely gloomy. He was also panicked, but in order to stabilize the situation, he dared not show it.
"There might still be a chance for things to turn around!"
He said in a deep voice, not in despair, but feeling that the Witch Clan still had a chance.