Gu Changqing's imposing manner made the other Ancestors of Sorcery's fighting spirit rise.
No one had ever dared to challenge the Sorcerer Tribe like this!
"Fellow Daoist, be careful!"
The first to rush up was Zhurong, who was the most battle-loving.
He unleashed the murderous aura of the Sorcerer Tribe.
He attacked with almost all his strength!
Gu Changqing smiled.
"Good timing."
Boom!
The terrifying blood essence of his body swept out!
Then, they collided with the various Ancestral Sorcerers!
The Pangu Palace that had been stable for billions of years shook violently!
It was almost like an earth dragon flipping over!
The Senior Magi outside were panicking!
The Seven Treasures Daoist inside was dumbfounded!
This?
What exactly happened?
Inside the Pangu Hall!
The battle between Gu Changqing and the ten Ancestors of Sorcery was extremely intense!
The entire process was extremely ferocious.
Punches to the flesh!
The tyrannical blood essence power swept across the entire hall!
Daoist Seven Treasures almost lost his balance.
Not long after!
The battle was coming to an end!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of continuous collisions rang out.
The ten Ancestors of Sorcery were sent flying!
Only a white-robed man stood there.
Gu Changqing!
He defeated the ten Ancestors of Sorcery alone!
Complete victory!
Houtu Xuanming's eyes were filled with splendor!
After the Ten Great Ancestors of Sorcery got up.
They looked at each other in shock!
"Fellow Daoist, why is your body so strong?”
"This is unbelievable!"
The Ancestral Magi felt that their hands were going numb.
When they hit Gu Changqing, they felt like they had hit a Connate cardinal treasure.
It was impossible to break through the defense.
And Gu Changqing could easily blast them away!
This shocked the Ancestors of Sorcery, but at the same time, they were convinced.
Faced with the doubts of the Ancestral Magi.
Gu Changqing smiled.
"It's just a small opportunity."
The Ancestors of Sorcery smiled bitterly when they heard this.
How could he be so strong that he could crush the Ten Ancestors of Sorcery with just a little opportunity?
This was too ridiculous!
Houtu snorted.
"I asked you to bully me with your numbers. Now that you can't beat me, you're embarrassed!”
Emperor Jiang was the most embarrassed.
It was indeed very embarrassing to be killed by ten against one.
But why was his little sister siding with outsiders?
Zhurong laughed heartily.
"I told you Fellow Daoist Evergreen wasn't ordinary!”
"Fellow Daoist Evergreen, why don't you stay with the Shamans? You can become Dao-companions with our little sister!”
"I see that little sister likes you quite a lot.”
Houtu's face turned red.
"Fourth Brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Gu Changqing was speechless.
The Sorcerer Tribe was really straightforward.
Of course, Gu Changqing couldn't stay in the Sorcerer Tribe. He said this to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Why don't you show me around the Witch Race's territory?”
Gu Changqing wanted to take this opportunity to sense the situation of Buzhou Mountain.
Xuan Ming smiled.
"Then let me take Fellow Daoist Evergreen there.”
Houtu's face was still red, but she didn't decline.
He brought Gu Changqing to tour the Sorcerer Tribe's territory.
Several days passed like this.
Gu Changqing didn't find anything strange about Buzhou Mountain.
He planned to leave.
Before leaving.
Houtu couldn't help but ask.
"Fellow Daoist Evergreen, will you be attending the Daofather's third lecture?”
Gu Changqing replied.
"I will. Is Fellow Daoist Houtu going as well?"
Houtu nodded.
"My brothers and sisters don't want to go, but I think we should go.”
Gu Changqing asked curiously.
"Why?"
"As far as I know, Dao Ancestor's preaching isn't very beneficial to the Shamans.”
Houtu expressed her thoughts.
"Hongjun once said that the third lecture would teach him the way to become a saint. I want to ask the Sorcerer Tribe about the Great Dao.”
"I feel that the loss of the Sorcerer Tribe will affect their fate.”
Gu Changqing pondered for a moment.
Houtu was indeed extraordinary. She could vaguely sense the ending of the Sorcerer Tribe so early.
The incomplete part she was talking about was naturally referring to the fact that the Sorcerer Tribe was unable to produce a primordial spirit.
However, Gu Changqing could not do anything about it.
He could only remind her.
"The answer you are looking for might not be in the Purple Cloud Palace.”
"However, if the Shamans can avoid the world, they might be able to avoid disaster.”
Houtu was stunned.
He couldn't understand what Gu Changqing was saying.
The other Ancestors of Sorcery were also dumbfounded.
Zhurong couldn't help but say.
"Isn't Fellow Daoist's words a little alarmist?”
The other Ancestors of Sorcery did not say anything, but they obviously shared the same opinion.
In their eyes, although Gu Changqing was powerful, he was still inferior to Dao Ancestors.
If Dao Ancestor had said so, they might have taken it seriously, but Gu Changqing's empty words were hard to believe.
Gu Changqing didn't try to persuade him anymore.
After all, how could a tribulation be so easily changed?
In the end, Gu Changqing said goodbye and left.
The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery still decided to listen to the sermon.
......
After returning to Three Immortal Island.
He cultivated for a period of time.
It had been less than a hundred years since the third sermon.
One day, Little Nan Nan asked Gu Changqing excitedly.
"Dad, how many people do you think will become Saints after this preaching?”
Gu Changqing laughed.
"Slaying three corpses to become a Saint? I don't see any."
Little Nan Nan was stunned.
Not a single one?
How was this possible?
Hence, the little Nan Nan did not want to comply and pouted her little mouth.
"Daddy, you lied to Little Nan Nan!"
"Aren't Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, and the Second Release all about to become Saints?”
Gu Changqing smiled.
"They have indeed become Saints, but which one of them has anything to do with the Three Separations?”
Little Nan Nan was even more confused.
"What does Daddy mean? Little Nan Nan doesn't understand."
Gu Changqing explained patiently.
"The Three Pure Ones, the Second Buddha, and Nuwa are all saints chosen by the heavens.”
"Among them, Nuwa created humans and became a saint with great merit.”
"The Three Pure Ones have Pangu's merit of creating the world, and they have established a great sect to become saints.”
"The West, on the other hand, made a great wish to become a saint by borrowing the merits of the Heavenly Dao.”
"This is the effect of the Heavenly Merit. It has nothing to do with the three corpses.”
"In other words, even if they don't cultivate, they will still become saints one day when they obtain great merit.”
"Other than these six Saints, none of the Three Separations Saints could become Saints.”
"Therefore, when Hongjun passed down the Three Separations, he obtained the sainthood luck of the Six Sages for nothing and took advantage of it.”
Little Nan Nan fell into deep thought for a moment.
He was shocked to find that it was just as Gu Changqing had said.
The six Sages were all chosen by the Heavenly Dao and became Saints through virtue.
Hongjun's beheading of the three corpses took away the saint's luck and gained benefits for nothing!
Little Nan Nan immediately said angrily.
"Hongjun, that bad guy!"
However, Little Nan Nan was still a little puzzled. Was there really no one who had become a Saint by cutting three corpses?
Hongjun himself had become a Saint by killing three corpses!
This meant that the method of killing three corpses would work!
However, before Little Nan Nan could ask again.
Gu Changqing asked curiously.
"Why is Nan Nan so angry?"
"And you seem to be very concerned about the Heavenly Dao Sage?”
Little Nan Nan opened her big cute eyes and quickly threw herself into Gu Changqing's arms.
"Daddy, I'm just curious!"
"Moreover, that fellow Hongjun is so bad. Nan Nan can't stand him!”
Seeing that the little fellow was trying to get past the adorable stage again.
Gu Changqing smiled helplessly.
He stopped asking.
Time passed.
Soon, it was time for the third sermon!
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