Chapter 12 The Age of Saints Arrives
These children spit and urinated on the sculpture, but Mengmeng defended it desperately, causing their anger.

Although Mengmeng was only three or four years old, she could see the face of the sculpture clearly.

Isn't this daddy?
These people are so abominable!

so bad!
He actually spit and peed on his daddy's statue!
How could Mengmeng let them do what they want?

So he held on to the sculpture tightly.

"Asshole! This guy is from Shengjun's group, let's fight him!"

A group of children rushed over and started tearing Mengmeng apart.

Mengmeng cried loudly, but still tried her best to protect the sculpture.

This is Daddy's sculpture, she won't let these people insult it.

"stop!"

At this time, Suiren arrived in time and scolded the children.

The children made faces at Suiren and then ran away laughing.

"Kid, are you okay?"

Suiren asked.

"Uuuuuu——"

Mengmeng burst into tears.

Suiren comforted her and asked, "Whose family are you from? Where are your parents?"

Meng Meng sobbed and said, "On Shengjun Peak."

Hearing this, Suiren was stunned and said, "Child, you said you live in Shengjun Peak?"

Mengmeng nodded.

When Suiren looked at the child carefully, he was surprised to find that he was somewhat similar to the Holy King.

Could he be the descendant of the Holy Lord?

Suiren immediately picked up Mengmeng and ran towards Shengjun Peak.

Soon we arrived at the thatched cottage on the top of the cliff.

Suiren wanted to go in, but was forced back by a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

"The Holy Lord is in seclusion?"

In desperation, Suiren could only take Mengmeng back to the human tribe.

How can a child that young survive in the mountains?

……

After returning to the tribe, Suiren instructed his wife and children not to reveal Mengmeng's identity.

Now everyone in the tribe hates Lin Xuan and spit on him every day. If they knew that this little girl was the Holy Lord’s child, the consequences would be unpredictable.

……

Mengmeng stayed in the human tribe.

But I fight with those kids every day.

……

On this day, Taiqing came to the human race again.

Looking at the pious faces of the human race and the sculptures of himself erected everywhere, Taiqing was very satisfied.

"The opportunity has arrived."

Tai Qing smiled faintly, then gathered everyone and announced:

"Today, I, Taiqing, feel that the human race is weak, so I preach to the human race and establish the Human Religion. I use the Tai Chi diagram to suppress the human race's destiny. I am the leader of the Human Religion!"

boom--

Suddenly, thunder rumbled on the road, purple air came from the east for billions of miles, flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and infinite merits descended from the sky.

Various strange visions appeared in the sky, and all living beings knelt down in worship!
The human race was even more excited and cheered.

"Sure enough, we were right! Immortal Master Taiqing is a saint!"

"Greetings to the Immortal Master, greetings to the Saint!"

People kneel down devoutly and call out to the saint.

Taiqing became a saint, but the powerful people from all sides had different thoughts.

In Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi in Yuxu Palace glanced in the direction of the human race and said, "Brother, have you attained enlightenment? I have to speed up as well..."

Tongtian of the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island also murmured, "I, Tongtian, will also establish a religion."

……

After a few months, a clear sound was heard from Kunlun Mountain throughout the vast land.

"I, Yuanshi Tianzun, explain the Taoism of Xuanmen, suppress the destiny with Pangu Banner, and establish the Taoism."

Another voice came from Jin'ao Island.

But it is Master Tongtian.

"I am Tongtian. Now there is no discrimination in teaching. All living beings have a chance to survive. Therefore, I established Jiejiao and used the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the formation diagram to suppress the destiny."

Then, in the Western Land, Zhunti and Jieyin made forty-eight great vows and established the Western Religion. At this point, the era of saints arrived.

……

Human tribe.

"Saint, please teach me how to break through!"

"Saint, we have all reached a bottleneck for a hundred years. Please give us some advice!"

Taiqing was standing on a cushion in the clouds at this moment, his face calm.

He didn't speak.

Xuan Du beside him spoke.

"How dare you yell at the saint?"

boom--

A terrifying pressure from the Great Luo suddenly came, and people trembled in fear.

Xuandu has been following Taiqing for a hundred years, and he has broken through to the level of Daluo Jinxian.

"Did you see that? I was originally just a Qi Refiner like you! However, now I am already a Daluo Jinxian!"

"As long as you practice according to the Taiqing Immortal Method, worship the Taiqing Saint and offer incense every day, you will reach my level!"

Xuan Du had no idea that the reason he was able to break through to the Golden Immortal level in a hundred years was entirely because he had the foundation of the Saint King Law.

People were intimidated by the pressure and dared not ask any more questions.

Tai Qing sneered in his heart: "A bunch of ignorant humans! With your qualifications, do you still want to obtain my real Tai Qing Immortal Technique?"

Now that he has become a saint, why would he care about the human race?
It's obviously a case of killing the donkey after it has done its job and destroying the bridge after crossing it.

It’s just that people are ignorant and can’t see the essence.

Afterwards, Taiqing asked Xuandu to stay and he left on his own.

The reason why Xuandu was left behind was naturally to monitor the human race.

……

People practiced Taiqing Immortal Technique even more diligently.

He rebuilt the Taiqing Temple and offered sacrifices every day.

And more and more humans are rushing into the outside world frantically.

After Taiqing became a saint, they believed in his words even more.

More and more people practiced the Taiqing Immortal Law, but only the human race in the Suiren tribe continued to adhere to the Saint King Law.

The demon clan, the heaven.

"Qin Yuan, how is the human race doing?"

Di Jun sat on the throne, with Donghuang Taiyi beside him, and he looked at Qin Yuan below.

"Your Majesty, the number of humans emerging from the human tribe has now reached 10 billion. Do you want to harvest them now?"

Qin Yuan knelt in the main hall and said respectfully.

Di Jun said nothing and glanced at the sky.

There, there is a huge sword suspended in the air, absorbing the souls, blood, and resentment of the dead humans every moment...

After pondering for a while, Di Jun finally spoke:
"No rush! Keep luring the humans out! Wait until the ban is lifted! Or until the number of humans reaches 100 billion!"

"Qin Yuan! You continue to monitor the human race!"

"Yes, Your Majesty! Please withdraw!"

……

As for Hou Tu, her consciousness seemed to be obscured as she wandered across the vast land.

After an unknown amount of time, she arrived at the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

Above the sea of ​​blood, countless wronged souls and evil spirits roared and wandered...

Seeing this scene, Hou Tu's delicate body trembled violently.

"My chance, my chance is here..."

Hou Tu felt blessed and sat down on the edge of the sea of ​​blood.

For a moment, Hou Tu also fell into a state of enlightenment!

Gululu...

The surging sea of ​​blood was bubbling with blood bubbles, like boiling water.

whoosh-

A bloody figure appeared, with the Yuantu and Abi swords hovering above his head!
"Hmm? Isn't this Hou Tu, one of the twelve witch ancestors? What is she doing in my sea of ​​blood?"

The ancestor of the Styx frowned slightly!

However, he did not interfere with Hou Tu.

"Ancestor Witch, it's fine if you don't mess with my Styx, but if you dare to touch my Sea of ​​Blood, I will fight you to the death."

After saying this, the Styx dived into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)