Rewriting the Gods

Chapter 246: The two religions of Jie and Chan!

Currently, among the three religions, among the serious inner disciples in the sect, my speed in achieving the Dao of Hunyuan should be fourth. Of course, if Haofeng of the human race is included, I will be the fifth.

Martial Uncle Randeng and Senior Brother Nan Ji are the ones who introduced this cultivation to the beginners, and their cultivation is already very high, so they are not counted in the list.

Apart from Haofeng and Xuandu, the remaining two are Senior Sister Jinling and Senior Brother Duobao of Jiejiao. However, the two had already entered the sect when Uncle Tongtian was not yet a saint. They have been practicing in Kunlun Mountain for a long time, so it is normal for them to be faster than himself.

Besides, they were not much faster than me, less than a hundred years. The one who really impressed me was Daoist Haofeng of the human race.

A careful calculation shows that among the first five quasi-saints of the three religions, two are from the human race. Now that there are still cultivators at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, the signs of the prosperity of the human race can already be seen. If it continues to develop in this way, it will surely dominate the world!
Apart from Guangchengzi, the rest of the Golden Immortals were also extremely shocked. Among the fifteen disciples of the Chan Sect present, only three could surpass Dachao. As for the remaining twelve, their Taoism was at most comparable to that of Dachao.

In such a situation, everyone could not help but be shocked.

The human race's nest, this name was immediately remembered by all the Yuxu immortals.

"The Great Nest of the Human Race, greetings to Master Yuanshi!"

Suppressing his thoughts, Dachao bowed respectfully to Yuanshi Tianzun who was sitting on the main seat.

"Not bad!"

"In the past, Junior Sister Nuwa and I listened to the teachings together. Now the human race has made such great progress and has not lost Junior Sister Nuwa's reputation."

There was a hint of admiration in Yuanshi Tianzun's voice.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Dachao did not dare to be negligent and saluted again.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand and waved. Rays of golden light gathered in the void and eventually formed a white jade gourd, which fell in front of Dachao.

"With your level of cultivation, this Three Lights Divine Water can be used. Take it and use it."

Dachao's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. The Three Lights Divine Water, the legendary number one divine water in the ancient world?

"Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

Dachao bowed again.

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded in satisfaction, and was obviously satisfied with Dachao's courtesy. "Why did you come to see me this time?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the big nest below, and a hint of curiosity flashed in the depths of his eyes. However, with Yuanshi Tianzun's cultivation level, no one in Yuxu Palace noticed this scene at this time.

A saint is said to be omniscient and omnipotent, knowing everything in the world, but this is obviously impossible. The saint's omniscience and omnipotence are only for those who are below the saint. If the other person is a saint, then this omniscience and omnipotence is naturally out of the question.

Moreover, even if a saint-level power intervenes, it would be impossible to understand the cause and effect.

Of course, the saints are so powerful that there are only a few in the prehistoric world who can obtain the power of saints, and the human race is one of them. Among the human race, there is not only the power to block the perception of saints, but also more than one, there are three.

In the human race's holy land, Mount Phoenix, there is a large formation set up by the senior brother himself, with the Holy Spring of Creation, a treasure of acquired merit, as the center of the formation, which is enough to conceal the detection of the saints.

Saints cannot investigate everything that happens inside Zhonghuang Mountain. Of course, maybe senior brother has a way to take a look, after all, the formation was set up by senior brother himself.

In addition, there is the luck of the human race. The luck light column that gathers the luck of the entire human race is enough to cover up all forces. Being immune to all kinds of attacks is not just talk. Even the methods of saints can hardly invade it.

Any place where the destiny of the human race gathers cannot be explored or deduced, and even supernatural powers will be suppressed!

As for the third one, he is the strongest man of the human race. In Haofeng's hand, there must be an innate treasure, just like Donghuang Taiyi in the past.

Although Na Haofeng had never used this treasure, he was a saint, not a blind man. He naturally could not deduce the innate treasure, but he could still recognize whether a person had an innate treasure by looking at it.

After all, that innate treasure only possesses the power of a saint. Without the saint's magic power to activate it, it cannot show its fundamental power at all. Being able to conceal the secrets of heaven and block the saint's deduction is already the limit. Relying on an innate treasure, it cannot make any waves.

This kind of situation has happened before in the ancient times. Donghuang Taiyi, holding the Chaos Bell, is only the first person under the saint, and is still below the saint.

But even if this is the case, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help but admire in his heart. Haofeng is really blessed. He has an innate treasure that recognizes him as its master before he becomes a saint. Unlike his third brother, who has become a saint now and has no innate treasure to protect him.

The Chaos Bell ultimately did not choose the third brother.

There was a hint of disappointment in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes. It would be inappropriate after all to lack the innate treasure to suppress the fortune of the great sect. Moreover, there were good and bad people in Jiejiao sect, and his third brother was determined not to listen to advice, so there might be big problems.

Yuanshi Tianzun had an idea and suppressed all the thoughts in his mind. His gaze fell on the big nest in front of him again. The human race has three trump cards that can conceal the eyes of the saints. Naturally, he did not know the purpose of the human race's trip. He could only guess that it was related to Fuxi.

"Reporting to Uncle Master, my human race's Fuxi was born with saintly virtues, gathered the luck of my human race, ascended to the position of Palace Master of the human race, and was honored with the title of Human Emperor. He will officially take the throne in ten years, and invite all the major forces in the three realms to watch the ceremony. I am here to invite all the immortals of the Chan Sect to watch the ceremony."

"So that's it, I understand!"

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Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace!
Dachao stepped into the Taoist palace, where he saw a group of immortals standing solemnly, with vast immortal light rising. Looking around, the immortal light was lingering, and endless rays of light shook the void!

There are tens of thousands of immortals, some with strong and some with weak cultivation. The strongest one has already achieved the state of Hunyuan, and the mysterious Dao rhyme on his body is comparable to the mysterious Dao rhyme on Xuan Du seen not long ago. It should be the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

The weakest one has just achieved the status of Golden Immortal and obtained the fruit of immortality.

However, in the entire Taoist Palace, the weakest is at this level. Below the Golden Immortal, even disciples of the Jiejiao have no chance to enter the Biyou Palace to listen to the teachings.

Master Tongtian accepts disciples widely, and the threshold for accepting disciples is the lowest among all the saints. But it is just the lowest, not that there is no threshold. Even those who cannot cultivate to the level of Golden Immortal have no chance to come before Tongtian!

Looking at the grand scene in front of him, Dachao was not that shocked. So what if there were more than 10,000 Golden Immortals? There were 100,000 of them in the hidden veins. When Haofeng was preaching, the scene was even grander than this!
For Dachao, the ten thousand golden immortals in the Biyou Palace at this time were far less shocking than the fifteen immortals in the Yuxu Palace, all of whom were above Daluo.

Of course, as Dachao took a careful look, his expression became solemn. The Jiejiao not only had a large number of people, but also had as many powerful peak warriors as the Chenjiao!

(End of this chapter)