Chapter 466: Nuwa gives up her cushion

"Brother, didn't you say before that it is difficult to become a saint?" Nuwa glanced at Fuxi.

"Ahem." Fuxi looked embarrassed. "Actually, since I learned that there are saints above Daluo, I have done some deductions."

"To be honest, with my deduction ability, I'd say I'm second to none in the prehistoric world. No one can be first."

"But when I tried to deduce the so-called saint, I was completely confused and basically didn't deduce anything."

"No matter what, since there are really living beings who can become saints, then everything else the Taoist said is also true?" Nuwa's face was extremely ugly.

"Is there really a catastrophe coming, and is it related to me?"

"Don't worry too much, little sister. Since the Taoist master has told you about this, I think he still cares about you." Fuxi comforted her.

"If you really encounter danger, you can ask him for help. I'm sure he won't just stand by and watch."

"And I was too arrogant before. Just from the Taoist master's ability of deduction, he is really better than me. He can actually know that a saint will appear in the near future."

"Either his deduction is only better than mine, or his strength far exceeds mine."

"As long as I deduce it, I can roughly sense in what aspect he has surpassed me!"

"Don't..." Before Nuwa finished speaking, Fuxi had already started to deduce.

"puff!"

Fuxi, who had just started to deduce Yang Wu's idea, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Such a powerful backlash..." Fuxi's eyes widened and he took a breath of cold air, "Is there such a powerful being in the prehistoric world?"

"You know, when I deduce a saint, the most I can deduce is nothing."

“But now, the idea of ​​deduction that I just came up with has caused such a huge backlash.”

"As expected of someone who dares to call himself the Dao Master, his strength has definitely reached an incredible level."

In fact, this kind of backlash is very normal. Deducing Yang Wu is like deducing the Tao.

The great Dao is so mysterious, how could a mere Daluo like him be able to comprehend it?

"You are too impatient, but it's normal. I had the same thought when I met the Taoist master before. You now know the consequences." Nuwa said with lingering fear.

"Since he is so powerful, why don't you and I go see him again before going to Zixiao Palace to listen to the saint's sermon?" Fuxi suggested.

"That's fine." Nuwa nodded, "But if he doesn't want to see us, we won't be able to see him even if he's right in front of us."

……

Mount Buzhou is the place where Yang Wu practiced in seclusion.

"Master, I would like to ask, how does this catastrophe you mentioned compare to the first catastrophe of Longhan?" Nuwa said, gritting her teeth.

"Since the first calamity of Longhan is the first calamity, it obviously cannot be the strongest calamity." Yang Wu shook his head slightly.

It’s not that Yang Wu was bragging, but the battle between the wizard and the lich almost caused Mount Buzhou to sink, and even the sky had a big hole in it.

As for the subsequent calamity of conferring the gods, it almost caused Tongtian to repeat the ancient times with earth, fire, water and wind.

"Last time when the catastrophe came, even the ancestors of the three tribes that surpassed Daluo perished. Now there is an even bigger catastrophe, how can we possibly survive it?" Nuwa looked anxious.

"You indeed failed to survive this catastrophe. Your end was miserable. It can be said that life is worse than death." Yang Wu shook his head slightly.

Yang Wu is a human being. If Nuwa is not the founder of humanity, then Fuxi, who has not yet been reincarnated, can also be considered the ancestor of mankind. Yang Wu would never say so much to them.

After all, if there is no connection at all, two people who are not even at the Heavenly Dao Realm, just die and it has nothing to do with Yang Wu.

"Life is worse than death?" Nuwa's face became more and more ugly. "Then, Taoist Master, how can I protect myself?"

"At least we have to become a saint, otherwise everyone below the saint is an ant!" Yang Wu suggested.

"Become a saint?" Nuwa's mouth twitched. "I wonder if the Lord knows if there is any shortcut to becoming a saint?"

Nuwa is very self-aware. If she could become a saint on her own, she would not come to Yang Wu.

"Yes!" Yang Wu sighed, "When Hongjun preached in the chaos, he set up six cushions." "Whoever sits on the cushions will have the foundation for becoming a saint."

Nuwa was stunned for a moment. She just asked casually and didn't expect that Yang Wu really knew the shortcut to becoming a saint.

“Although this is a shortcut, this saintly position is the saintly position of the Way of Heaven. I don’t need to say much about the virtues of the Way of Heaven.” Yang Wu shook his head slightly.

Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. The way of heaven wants to devour the way of earth and humanity with great disasters.

Therefore, the so-called saints, as long as they are not truly at the Heavenly Dao realm, are just more powerful pawns.

“….”Nuwa was numb.

She couldn't do it on her own, but through Yang Wu, Nuwa had already understood something about the Way of Heaven. She knew as soon as she heard it that the Holy Position of the Way of Heaven was not a good thing.

"Master, do you want to go to Zixiao Palace?" Fuxi suggested.

"I'm busy, so I won't go!" Yang Wu said disdainfully.

They could hear the disdain in Yang Wu's voice. Nuwa and Fuxi were greatly surprised that Yang Wu was so disdainful to listen to the sage's preaching.

……

Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, three thousand guests have gathered outside the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun, who was sitting high above, was also in high spirits at this moment.

Of course, if he wants his body and the Way of Heaven, he must devour the Way of Man and the Way of Earth according to the will of the Way of Heaven.

The underground way can only be achieved in the next catastrophe, but as for the human way, it can be planned in this catastrophe.

As Nuwa is the founder of humanity, as long as Nuwa takes over the holy position of Heaven, humanity is destined to be one level lower than Heaven forever.

The Zixiao Palace was wide open, and Nuwa arrived early. She wanted to find a random place to sit down and listen to the teachings.

But as Hongjun wanted to be in harmony with the way of heaven, he naturally didn't want Nuwa to do this.

Nuwa had no good reason to refuse and could only sit on the cushion helplessly.

Seeing Nuwa sitting on the cushion, Hongjun narrowed his eyes and revealed an imperceptible smile.

However, what surprised Hongjun was that two shameless people appeared afterwards.

"I am indeed not worthy of the cushion, so I will give it to this poor Taoist friend!"

Faced with the shameless request of the Western duo, Nuwa did not hesitate and gave up the cushion generously.

boom!
This action left the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Even a fool can see that there are only six cushions in the Zixiao Palace, which must have special significance.

But is Nuwa crazy?

He actually said he would give up without any hesitation.

What does it mean to be unworthy?

The path of cultivation is all about competing with the heavens, the earth, and people.

Without such ideological awareness, how can we pursue the great path?
"Nuwa, these six cushions represent the six future saints. Have you thought about it?" Hongjun suddenly became anxious.

If he fails to complete the mission of devouring humanity, will Heaven still allow him to reunite?

"Thank you, Daozu, for your reminder, but I have made up my mind. I am willing to give the cushion to Jie Yin." Nuwa said righteously.

"Not only to guide fellow Taoists, but are you interested in this 'holy throne'?"

Jie Yin was so excited that he almost cried. He was so interested in the sainthood.

He even wanted to kill one of the occupiers of the holy throne for his brother and grab another holy throne!
(End of this chapter)