: The Opportunity for Sainthood, Zhunti's Collision with the Pillar

As for the Three Pure Ones, there's no need to elaborate.

They are all transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, and each of them possesses one-tenth of the merit of creating the world, destined to occupy one of the three holy positions.

Nuwa, as the future Holy Mother of the Human Race, also has the destiny of becoming a saint.

Therefore, the candidates for the first four positions are almost fixed, and there are no major problems.

The key lies in these last two prayer cushions...

In the original story, it was initially occupied by Hongyun and Kunpeng, but was unexpectedly lost because Hongyun gave up his position.

Does this mean that these two people originally had the potential to become saints?

Donghua couldn't help but ponder deeply. Could there be some shady dealings he didn't know about?

Upon closer reflection...

Hongyun took form at the border between East and West, and in a sense, he could be considered a Westerner.

If Hongyun can attain sainthood, then given his charitable and kind nature, he will undoubtedly dedicate himself to the revival of the Western lands.

The decline of the West lies in the earth's veins.

Unfortunately, Hongyun's friend Zhen Yuanzi happens to possess the Earth Book, which is formed from the Earth's membrane and can be considered a treasure for repairing the Earth's veins.

If Hongyun becomes a saint, then with Zhen Yuanzi's help, the restoration of the West is only a matter of time.

In addition, given the various good karma and karmic connections Hongyun had cultivated during his travels through the prehistoric world, many cultivators who owed him favors would likely contribute to the development of the West.

In this way, the problems of the Western lands were perfectly solved.

Therefore, in Donghua's view, it was probably not a coincidence that Hongyun was able to sit on the fifth prayer mat.

As for Kunpeng...

Born in the North Sea, he is a great supernatural being who manifested from the spirit of innate feng shui, and can be said to be the representative of the primordial northern wilderness.

Although Kunpeng is often portrayed as a gloomy character in many stories, Donghua believes that Kunpeng possesses great determination and perseverance in cultivating the Tao.

Lacking an innate spiritual treasure, he refined his Demon Master Palace into a magical artifact.

Without the Primordial Purple Qi, they created demonic scripts to gain merit and pursue enlightenment.

Among all the great supernatural beings, even with the worst innate conditions, he has always managed to keep his combat strength in the first tier by relying on various supernatural abilities.

only……

Kunpeng's luck did seem to be a little bit off.

While creating demonic script in the North Sea and gaining a massive amount of merit, he also attracted the attention of Di Jun and Tai Yi.

He was forcibly taken into the Heavenly Court and given some ridiculous title of Demon Master.

However, judging from the subsequent Lich War, although Kunpeng entered the Heavenly Court, he did not put in any real effort and was always dawdling... Clearly, he was not on good terms with Dijun.

That being said, Kunpeng cultivates the great path of feng shui, and feng shui governs destiny.

The Way of the Wind can disperse the evil energy of the primordial calamity;

The way of water can purify the remaining poison of ferocious beasts from all over the world.

If Kunpeng can attain sainthood and achieve enlightenment, he can use his Feng Shui skills to transform countless eons, which would greatly benefit the development of the prehistoric world.

From this perspective, Kunpeng might also have a chance to become a saint.

Unfortunately, due to Hongyun's foolishness, Kunpeng was also implicated, thus losing his holy position to Jieyin and Zhunti.

……

Various thoughts flashed through my mind.

Donghua increasingly felt that the positions of the last two prayer cushions held a great deal of significance.

As the saying goes: "The Way of Heaven is fifty, the Great Evolution is forty-nine, and one escapes." Perhaps these two saintly positions are that one that escaped in the darkness.

Whoever can seize this opportunity will have a chance to become a saint.

As for Donghua, although he did not want to use the Primordial Purple Qi to become a saint and become a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, it did not prevent him from seizing one of the saintly positions.

The Primordial Purple Qi is the foundation of the Great Dao, mysterious beyond mystery.

It contains the secrets to enlightenment. Even if you don't use it to prove your enlightenment, just comprehending its mysteries is a great opportunity.

It's an opportunity, and we should seize it!

With this thought in mind, the moment the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, Donghua made up his mind to seize the prayer mat.

Let's give it a try, no matter what the outcome!

"Squeak—"

As the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, the eager Da Luo cultivators surged into the palace like a tidal wave.

The vast Zixiao Palace was empty except for six ancient-looking futons placed on the ground at the very front.

Seeing this, all the powerful figures tacitly used their supernatural abilities to rush towards the prayer mat.

Sanqing took the lead and unceremoniously plopped down on the three prayer cushions at the very front.

Subsequently, with the help of Fuxi, Nuwa quickly seized the fourth prayer mat.

However, things took a turn for the worse here compared to the original prehistoric storyline. Because Donghua and his group had made preparations in advance, they were positioned at the very front.

Donghua even took the fifth seat on the prayer mat.

Immediately afterwards, under Zhen Yuanzi's shoving, Hongyun, relying on the Fire Cloud Escape Technique, narrowly managed to seize the last prayer mat.

In the blink of an eye, each of the six prayer cushions had its own owner.

Seeing this, the other powerful figures in the hall had no choice but to give up. After all, Zixiao Palace was a sacred place, so how could they dare to argue and cause trouble here?

As the immortals took their places, Haotian and Yaochi prepared to close the gates of Zixiao Palace.

However, at that moment, a hurried sound suddenly came from outside the hall, attracting everyone's attention—

"Wait, wait, wait before you close the door!"

Before the words had even finished, two figures rushed in from outside the door, looking travel-worn.

One of the two men was sixteen feet tall, with a sallow complexion and a face full of suffering.

The other one had her hair tied in two buns, was broad-shouldered, and had a rosy complexion.

One is tall and the other is short; one is fat and the other is thin.

Just like the fat and thin monks, they were actually two great supernatural beings from the West, Jieyin and Zhunti.

When Zhunti entered Zixiao Palace, he saw that the hall was already full of people. He and his senior brother Jieyin could only sit at the end, which made him very unwilling.

With a quick glance, a plan came to mind.

He immediately beat his chest and stomped his feet inside the hall, wailing, "Senior brother, we two have come all the way from the west, hoping to hear the celestial sounds of the Great Dao, but we don't even have a place to listen!"

How could Jieyin not know what his junior brother was up to? Upon hearing this, his withered face twitched, and he replied with a bitter expression:

"There's nothing we can do about it; we were the only ones who arrived late. Let's sit down!"

"How can you hear clearly when you're sitting in a corner?"

With tears streaming down his face, Zhunti cried, "We two bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the West. If we misunderstand the sage's true words, how can we explain ourselves to the people of the West when we return?"

"I'd rather be dead!"

With that thought, Zhunti hardened her heart and actually rammed into the jade pillar beside her.

Zixiao Palace was a sacred place, and the jade pillars must have been incredibly strong. When Zhunti crashed into it, there was a loud thud, and he was immediately struck so hard that he saw stars and his head was bleeding profusely.

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