In the prehistoric times, vicious plots were frequent, the ancestor witch advised me to calm down

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Zhunti looked at the golden light of merit that was gradually dissipating in the sky and felt a little dazed.

He didn't expect this to happen.

What should we do now? Establish another religion?

But establishing a religion is not something that can be done just like that. The doctrine is closely related to the path that one has cultivated. How can one just make one up?

Jie Yin thought for a moment, then looked at Zhunti and said:

"I have another method. We can make great aspirations and borrow merits from the Heavenly Dao. The greater the aspirations, the more merits we will gain. As long as we make enough aspirations, becoming a saint will not be a problem."

"However, if we do this, our debt to Heaven will be enormous. We will probably have to pay for our great aspirations for countless eons from now on."

Hearing Jie Yin's words, Zhunti gritted his teeth and said:

"Then let us make this great wish. Apart from the wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi that disappeared, the remaining Hongmeng Purple Qi possessors, the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, have all attained sainthood."

"The position of Saint is of great importance. We are already a step late and have lost the initiative. If we delay any further, even if we can become a Saint in the future, I am afraid we will be at the bottom of the list of Saints."

"The West is a bitter and cold place. If we don't fight for it, how can it become better?"

Jie Yin nodded, and together with Zhunti, began to make a great vow (the following is excerpted from Buddhist scriptures, feel free to skip if you don’t like it):

When I become a Buddha, all sentient beings in the ten directions who hear my name will develop bodhi minds, cultivate various merits, and uphold the six paramitas with unwavering determination. They will also dedicate their merits, wishing to be reborn in my country and recite my name with one mind, day and night without ceasing.

At the end of his life, I and the bodhisattvas will appear before him. After a short while, he will be born in my land and become an Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. If he does not fulfill this wish, he will not attain enlightenment. 19. The vow to inspire aspiration upon hearing my name. 20. The vow to guide him at the time of death.

When I become a Buddha, all sentient beings in the ten directions who hear my name, think of my country, develop bodhi minds, and remain firm and unshakable. They will cultivate the roots of virtue, sincerely dedicate their wishes to rebirth in the Pure Land, and all will be granted their success.

If one has committed past evil and hears my name, he or she will repent, do good deeds for the sake of the Way, and observe the sutras and precepts, wishing to be reborn in my land. After death, he or she will no longer be reborn in the three evil realms, but will be reborn in my land. If not, I will not attain enlightenment. 21. The vow to repent and be reborn.

When I become a Buddha, there will be no women in my land. If a woman hears my name, gains pure faith, develops the bodhi mind, becomes disgusted with her female body, and wishes to be reborn in my land, then at the end of her life she will be transformed into a man and come to my land.

All sentient beings in the ten directions who are born in my country will be born in the lotus of the Seven Treasures Pond. If not, I will not attain enlightenment. 22. The wish that there will be no women in the country. 23. The wish that those who are tired of being women will be transformed into men. 24. The wish that they will be born in the lotus.

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In this way, Zhunti Jieying made forty-eight great vows in succession. In an instant, the golden light of merit descended from the sky again, and a huge amount of the golden light of merit led Zhunti.

Following this golden light of merit, Zhunti leads you to enlightenment and sainthood at this moment!

Then, there were myriad rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, flowers falling from the sky, and golden lotus emerging from the ground.

Purple air came from the east for thirty thousand miles, and various auspicious beasts transformed from the spiritual energy began to kneel around Zhunti to receive the guidance.

Faintly, one can hear the sound of the great way echoing in the air, the voices of the Buddhas praising each other are endless, and all creatures in the heavens seem to be cheering for the birth of the saint.

In the sacred mountain area in the west, lotus flowers grow everywhere.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the prehistoric world had a sudden realization:

The era of saints has arrived!

Many people with great supernatural powers changed their expressions. Although Hongjun Daozu had become a saint many years ago, he rarely interfered in the affairs of the prehistoric world, and these people with great supernatural powers were used to living a carefree life.

Now that there are suddenly six more saints above us, anyone would feel uncomfortable.

But there were also some who were thoughtful and had seen the future trend of the prehistoric world, and secretly chose a saint to join them.

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At the same time, in Pangu Palace.

Gu Chuan was talking to a group of ancient witches. Of course, he did not reveal his quasi-saint cultivation. If he wanted to hide it from the enemy, he had to hide it from himself first.

Guchuan planned to use his quasi-saint strength as a hidden backup. In this way, if the ancient witches were unable to free themselves in the future, he would have room to turn around.

"My fellow witch ancestors, you have now seen that with the return of the Six Saints, the future of this prehistoric world can no longer be determined by witches and liches. If we do not take action sooner rather than later, I'm afraid the witch clan will be in danger."

Guchuan looked at the group of ancient witches and spoke.

After these words were spoken, the ancient witches looked at each other, and Zhu Rong, who had the worst temper, said:

"Furukawa, you're being too alarmist."

"Since its creation, our Wu clan's Twelve Celestial Gods and Demons Formation has never been defeated. If it weren't for the protection of the Chaos Bell, we would have killed all those monsters long ago."

"How can a mere saint really turn the world upside down?"

Gu Chuan couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard Zhu Rong's words. Strictly speaking, a saint could really turn the world upside down, as long as Hongjun didn't stop him. Gu Chuan glanced at the other ancestor witches and found that several of them also agreed with Zhu Rong's words.

Seeing this scene, Guchuan sighed in his heart. The witch clan has been rampant in the wild for too long and has not yet realized the gap between them and the saints.

Gu Chuan thought for a moment, then looked at Zhu Rong and said:

"Zhu Rong is the ancestor of witches, Hongjun is a saint. Can the witch clan's Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons formation defeat Hongjun?"

Zhu Rong was stunned when he heard Guchuan's words. If Guchuan hadn't said it, he would have forgotten about Hongjun.

In the previous battle of the North Sea, the witches and liches fought with all their might, but once Hongjun made a move, he instantly disintegrated the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and the Zhoutian Star Formation.

These ancient witches were directly teleported back to Pangu Palace. It can be said that if Hongjun wanted to kill them at that time, they would not even have the power to resist.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's face turned a little ugly. He looked at Gu Chuan and asked:

"Are all saints as powerful as Hongjun?"

Furukawa thought for a moment and said:

“Even if he’s not as good as Hongjun, I guess he won’t be that far behind.”

"Among the six saints, Nuwa doesn't like fighting, and because of the human race, she can be disregarded."

"But Zhurong, the Ancestral Witch, don't forget that the Three Pure Ones have always been one, and the two in the west are also inseparable."

"If there really is a conflict with my Wu clan in the future, we will have to face more than just one saint."

"Although our Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation can rival a Saint for a short period of time, I'm sure the Ancestral Witches know how long it can last."

Upon hearing Guchuan's words, the expressions of the ancient witches present suddenly changed.

After Guchuan's analysis, they suddenly realized that the current situation of the Wu clan seemed to be really dangerous.

Compared with the demon race, the threat posed by the saints is obviously greater.

"Furukawa, please tell me what you think. Since you've come here specifically to persuade us, you must have a plan, right?"

Dijiang coughed lightly to quiet the ancient witches, then looked at Guchuan and asked.

Furukawa smiled and nodded, saying:

"Of course there is a way. If this plan succeeds, my Wu clan will have one more saint."