Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 119: Minghe wanted to prove his truth, but ended up being a laughing stock
But in the end, Hongjun still held on to his bottom line. After all, Hongjun knew how to choose between momentary happiness and lifelong happiness.

After all, if he failed in this competition, he would have to allow Heaven to use his body.

As to whether he would be completely replaced by the Heavenly Dao one day in the future, Hongjun himself was not sure.

So Hongjun didn't dare to gamble, so he made a request to Tiandao: after Hongjun merged with the Dao, Tiandao had to get Hongjun's permission to do anything with Hongjun.

The most important thing is that even if Tiandao uses Hongjun's body, Hongjun's consciousness must exist and must dominate this body.

In other words, even if Tiandao used Hongjun's body, all he could do was to use Hongjun's five senses and six consciousnesses.

This is also something that the Heavenly Dao cannot accept. What the Heavenly Dao wants is that the Heavenly Dao is Hongjun, but Hongjun is not the Heavenly Dao.

Perhaps Tiandao was also worried that he would be wiped out by Hongjun one day in the future. So at this moment, the two of them definitely had their own ulterior motives.

So after resisting the temptation, Hongjun directly said to Tiandao: "I can handle my own affairs, and I don't need your help."

As he spoke, Hongjun had already disappeared from the Purple Sky Palace. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the Demon Clan Heavenly Court.

At the moment Hongjun left Zixiao Palace, a vague figure appeared in the Heavenly Dao.

The figure seemed to be there and not there, as if it would vanish in the next moment. Not even the facial features could be seen.

However, no one could see this scene, because in just a moment, the blurry figure turned into the laws of heaven.

Meanwhile, Hongjun had already arrived at the Yaochi Lake in the demon clan's heavenly palace, and suddenly appeared before Dijun.

This inevitably startled Di Jun. After realizing what was happening, he quickly knelt on the ground and respectfully paid homage to Hongjun.

Hongjun simply waved his hand, helped Di Jun up, and spoke to him.

"The primordial purple energy from the Eastern King has been taken back by my master. What you need to do now is to have Kunpeng establish the demon cult as soon as possible."

"And you can directly promise him that he will have supreme power among the demon race, on par with you."

"You can even promise him that if one day the demon race succeeds in ruling the prehistoric world, you will help him achieve enlightenment and become a saint."

Just allowing Demon Master Kunpeng to possess supreme power among the demon race was something Di Jun could not accept, let alone helping him achieve enlightenment and become a saint.

But Di Jun didn't dare to speak his true thoughts in front of Hongjun. He could only talk about other things and said to Hongjun.

"Master, if Kunpeng asks me how to help him achieve enlightenment and become a saint, how will I answer? I can't just make empty promises, right?"

You know what? Di Jun's question really had to be answered by Hongjun. After all, Hongjun had said it himself that without the foundation of the Great Dao, the primordial purple energy, there would be no day for enlightenment.

Although he has been slapped in the face by Sanqing and Nuwa, Sanqing and Nuwa are not Hongjun's disciples after all.

It could also be said that they obtained the foundation of the Great Dao from Taoist Qinglian. After all, no one could verify this.

So, Hongjun still had a shred of dignity on his face. If, without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the demon master Kunpeng could achieve enlightenment, wouldn't Hongjun be a complete joke? What Dijun didn't expect was that Hongjun actually said, "Bring Kunpeng to the Zixiao Palace, and I will bestow the Hongmeng Purple Qi upon him."

This inevitably made Di Jun frown for a moment. He thought, if Demon Master Kunpeng possessed the Hongmeng Purple Qi, coupled with his meritorious service to the Demon Cult, wouldn't he be able to attain sainthood directly?
And at this moment, in the direction of the Netherworld Sea of Blood, a huge Shura Dharma image suddenly appeared out of thin air.

I saw the Shura Dharma image, with his feet standing on the twelve-level red lotus of karma fire, and his left and right hands respectively holding the Yuantu and Avici swords.

"I am the ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Sea and the Styx. Now, using the Netherworld Blood Sea as my foundation, I have created a new race called Shura."

As soon as the Styx Patriarch finished speaking, countless souls flew towards the Netherworld Sea of Blood. Finally, they rose and fell in the blood waves several times and transformed into a brand new race.

This race is the Shura clan created by the ancestor Minghe using the bloody evil energy of the Netherworld Blood Sea and the souls of all living beings.

The purpose of the Styx Patriarch doing this was to imitate Nuwa in creating humans, hoping to gain merit from heaven and allow him to successfully achieve enlightenment and become a saint.

Unfortunately, the Styx Patriarch overlooked one point: the Shura clan he created not only lacked any luck, but was instead plagued by karma.

After all, not every soul has the opportunity to become a Shura. They have to survive in the sea of blood, where the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong are qualified to become Shura.

It's easy to imagine how brutal this process is. Every time a Shura is born, it devours thousands, or even tens of thousands, of souls.

How could this karma alone earn the approval of Heaven? Thinking of using it to attain sainthood was simply wishful thinking.

However, the Styx Patriarch had, after all, given birth to another race in the prehistoric world. The Heavenly Dao still bestowed upon him Heavenly Dao Merit, but its weight was not enough to allow him to attain sainthood.

This inevitably caused the Styx Patriarch, who was originally bathed in the golden light of merit, to open his eyes instantly and look at the sky in disbelief.

Seeing that there was no more Heavenly Merit to be bestowed upon him, the Styx Patriarch spoke again, "Heaven above, I am the ancestor of the Shura Clan, the Styx Patriarch."

"To teach the Shura clan, today, with the Netherworld Blood Sea as its foundation, a new sect is established. The Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus is used as the great sect to suppress the destiny. Heaven will bear witness to this. The Shura Sect is established."

As the Styx Patriarch established the Shura Sect, Heaven once again bestowed upon him merit, allowing him to once again bathe in the golden light of merit.

Unfortunately, even after the golden light of merit dissipated, the Styx Patriarch still failed to achieve enlightenment. One could even feel that even with ten thousand more merits, he would be able to achieve enlightenment smoothly.

So, the ancestor of the Styx decided to follow the example of the two Western Buddhists and make a great wish directly to the Heavenly Dao, so as to obtain the merits of the Heavenly Dao again by borrowing.

However, for the two Western Buddhas, every time they made a great vow, the Heavenly Dao would bestow a merit. It was not until the 48th great vow was made that the Zhunti Taoist had sufficient merit for the righteous path.

However, his Styx Patriarch had already made three great aspirations, but had not seen any merit or virtue come from them. This also made him lose the desire to make more great aspirations.

In the end, he could only retreat back to the Netherworld Blood Sea in anger. His cultivation level finally stopped at the Half-Step Saint realm.

Although the Styx Patriarch was already considered the strongest person under the Saint, he had also become the laughing stock of the world.

After all, others could achieve sainthood by using just one of these methods, but he used all three and was only a half-step saint.

(End of this chapter)