"If I become a saint, I will always have the colorful rays of light accompanying me, illuminating the world of cultivation. Those who see my light will be as if they have seen me, and their hearts will not be stained by dust."
"If I achieve enlightenment as a saint, there will be purple energy that will permeate hundreds of millions of miles, and monsters and monsters will not be able to get close to me. I will be free and at ease, and will not fall into reincarnation."
"If I become a saint, I should have great fearlessness, great opportunities, great good fortune, and great supernatural powers to defend the world of cultivation."
"If I become a saint, I should have heaven's heart and will. Heaven and I will be one, neither increasing nor decreasing, unclear and immortal, and will forever rule the world of cultivation."
"If I become a saint, I should have unscrupulous merits, defend a realm, protect the human race, and enjoy the supreme path and fruit."
"If I become a saint, I should have the authority to join my body, punish heaven on behalf of heaven, and carry out justice on behalf of heaven. All living beings in the world in the ten directions will be protected by me, and those who hate me will fall into reincarnation forever. They will last for 128,000 kalpas.
Transcendence."
"If I become a saint..."
In the world of cultivation, Wang Xu, the immortal clone, and the literary clone were sitting cross-legged in the void, looking at the cultivation clone who was constantly making great aspirations.
Every time a great wish is issued, the aura of the cultivation clone increases by three points, and the colorful rays of light illuminate the entire world.
After issuing nine great wishes in succession, the momentum of the cultivation clone reached its peak. For a moment, there were bursts of heavenly sounds, golden lotuses surged from the ground, and the phantom of the goddess appeared above the nine heavens, singing and dancing to celebrate something.
Wang Xu looked at the Cultivation Clone who was about to be promoted with joy on his face, and said: "Cultivation Clone in this world has unique luck. The two saints in the ancient West had to make forty-eight great aspirations to be recognized by heaven and earth.
To become a saint, you only need nine to cultivate your clones, what a great opportunity."
"Yeah, it's not easy to make great wishes. The more you make, the deeper your involvement with heaven and earth. This method of promotion is like borrowing usury, which is overdrafting your future. After the two saints in the West became saints, they vowed to
Revitalizing the West and spreading great religions have made everyone angry and resentful over the past few years."
Immortal avatar Yang Jian is the number one divine general in Heaven, and he is fully aware of the changes in Western religions over the years.
Unlike the two sages in the West, the cultivation avatar has stronger luck and is itself the son of destiny.
He only needs to swear to guard the world of cultivation, and the origin of the world of cultivation will be available to him, and the power of the original world will be used to help him complete his promotion. The Second Saint in the West does not have such treatment.
Likewise, the potential of a self-cultivation clone must be higher than that of an ordinary saint.
As long as he doesn't go against the grain and make people angry, not to mention the ninth level, even the tenth level cultivation world will help him achieve it.
To compare, if the world of cultivation is described as a country, the cultivation clone is similar to the Prime Minister of the Empire.
He is the son of heaven, the manager of the world of cultivation, the spokesperson of world consciousness, and his role is like the great king of the prehistoric world.
Hongjun's today is the tomorrow of his self-cultivation clone. In this world, no one is his opponent.
Of course, it's not all good.
After becoming the spokesperson of the world, if the world of cultivation is destroyed, the cultivation clone will not be able to escape.
Similarly, because of being too deeply involved with the original world, unless the world of cultivation is promoted to the chaotic world community in the future, the cultivation level of the cultivation clone will be stuck in the Heavenly Dao realm, and there will never be the possibility of promotion to the Great Dao realm.
This is the case with Hongjun. In the prehistoric world, he could match the strength of the Dao realm with the strength of the Heavenly Dao realm, but he could only stay in the prehistoric world and could not go anywhere. This was the price.
But for now, the pros outweigh the cons.
After the integration, the world of cultivation can become his base camp, providing him with a steady stream of cold and cold. Masters like Bai Menghan will even be able to provide him with saint-level combat power in the future when the world of cultivation grows.
Of course, it is too early to say this now. Only after the cultivation clone steps into the realm of heaven and further controls the authority of the cultivation world can it have the authority to confer sanctification on others.
From the perspective of the prehistoric world, it took at least hundreds of billions or trillions of years from the time when Pangu created the world, when Hongjun stood out from the three thousand demon gods, to when he combined his body with Taoism, opened the Zixiao Palace and conferred the holy status.
Wang Xuke couldn't wait that long, so he had to slowly explore his way to becoming a saint.
However, he himself may not need it, but Hermione, Xu Jiazhen, the old yellow dog, and Wang Kexin may not.
In the future, the cultivation avatar will control the power of a world and be able to grant sainthood to others. Hermione and the others will also have the opportunity to become saints.
"It's going to work!"
Wen Dao's clone suddenly spoke, bringing Wang Xu's mind back to reality.
Looking up, he saw that after the cultivation clone received the blessing from the origin of the world, the pressure on his body became heavier and heavier. Wang Xu was not unfamiliar with this kind of holy power.
Dong dong dong...
At the ninth sound of the Dao, the cultivation clone began to transform. First, a golden wheel of merit appeared behind it, and then Qingyun gathered under its feet.
For a time, all the creatures in the world of cultivation felt unspeakable joy in their hearts.
When the joy reached its peak, it seemed as if the sounds of heaven and earth echoed in my ears, converging into one sentence: "The saint comes out, congratulations from heaven and earth!"
"It's done."
Wang Xu smiled broadly, feeling sincerely happy for the cultivation clone.
"I've seen the original body, and I've seen the two Taoist friends." The cultivation clone stepped on the auspicious clouds and bowed to Wang Xu and the two clones.
"You were the last to be born, but unexpectedly you were promoted to the earliest. It really puts us all to shame." The immortal clone, dressed in silver armor, said with emotion.
"You are so embarrassed, do I still have a way to survive?"
The Wen Dao avatar took over the words and said with a wry smile: "Your Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques are derived from the combined efforts of the three Qing Dynasties. At least they have a description of the saint's realm. It's difficult for me. There is no one on the Wen Dao road.
It’s hard to say how far we can go after we’ve gone through it.”
The self-cultivation avatar smiled when he opened his mouth: "Don't be anxious, fellow Taoist, I will take care of your affairs. I have the most precious creation stone tablet, and I am the best at deducing all things. With my cultivation in the saint realm and the magic of the creation stone tablet, I will definitely be able to do something for you."
Deducing the way forward.”
"Then thank you fellow Taoist."
Wen Dao's clones are also welcome. The three of them are one with the main body and have three sides, so there is no need to distinguish between them.
"That's it. I'll say a few words after that."
The immortal clone said: "Original body, you are Wang Xu, I am Wang Xu, he is Wang Xu, he is still Wang Xu, we are one, but it is too troublesome to call us this way, it is convenient for us to change our names.
How about calling each other?"
Wang Xu, the literary clone, and the cultivation clone, the three of them looked at each other and said: "Good!"
"I am a clone of Wen Dao. From now on, my name will be Wang Wen."
"I am a clone of the Immortal. From now on, I will be called Wang Xian."
"I am a clone of Xiu Zhen. From now on, I will be called Wang Xiu."
The three clones looked at each other and said with a smile: "Wang Wen, Wang Xian, and Wang Xiu have seen the original body."
"Green lotus, white lotus root, lotus leaf flower, the clones are one family, good!"
Wang Xu smiled and nodded. The name was just a code name for everyone to call each other.
It seems too disrespectful to always call the clone of the original body. After all, there is no difference between the clone and the local body except the original and the duplicate.