He even wondered whether the evil corpse was the reincarnation of some great power from the ancient times.
However, that's not what the evil corpse wants to talk about at this time.
He had to find a way to form a complete alliance with the Styx Ancestor.
Bring the entire Shura clan to its own chariot.
"Ancestor Styx, compared to my identity issue."
"I think there is something that you must be more curious about!"
The evil corpse said.
However, Patriarch Styx waved his hand and said: "Impossible, I am most curious about your identity right now."
"Nothing has ever made me more curious than this!"
Seeing the determined look of Ancestor Styx, the evil corpse grinned.
"are you sure?"
"I am sure!"
"What if it's about the reason why you can't achieve enlightenment and become a saint?"
"That's not... nothing!"
Ancestor Styx's expression became serious.
Although the evil corpse looked playful, he could feel that the evil corpse was serious.
For many years, he could not figure out why he could not become a saint.
If we talk about realm, he is already at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, and his cultivation level can no longer be improved.
In terms of merit, he created the Shura clan.
Compared with the creation of mortals by the sage Nuwa, it is no less generous.
But Saint Nuwa can become a saint, why can't she herself?
Ancestor Styx scoffed at the fact that some people said that the Shura clan was an evil race.
No matter what race, there are people who kill and people who love peace.
There is no race that is born wanting to kill people everywhere.
It’s just an idea instilled by elders!
Could it be that there is some special reason? It seems like the evil corpse knows something about it.
"Fellow Taoist, I'm curious about this, I'm even more curious about this, please tell me!"
The evil corpse did not expect that the ancestor of Styx would be so urgent.
Seeing him become a saint has already become his inner demon.
I just don’t know if he will explode if I tell him that he cannot be sanctified.
Once this happens, you will lose more than you gain.
Seeing the anxious look on the face of Patriarch Styx.
The evil corpse has no intention of losing his appetite.
"Ancestor Styx, this matter is of great importance."
"I'm telling you in advance, if you know about it later, you may be killed."
"Have you thought about it, are you still willing to listen?"
Ancestor Styx saw the seriousness of the matter from the evil corpse's expression.
Apart from saints, there are more powerful beings who can bring disaster to oneself.
Regardless of the fact that sanctification is already something more important than life to me.
Therefore, you must know it yourself.
"Please explain, fellow Taoist, even if I know about it, I will die immediately."
"Yes, willingly!"
In this case, the evil corpse nodded.
"If so, then you will hold up the sea of blood in the underworld."
"What I'm going to tell you next must not be known to anyone."
"I know that your Netherworld Blood Sea can block the prying eyes of saints."
Ancestor Styx also had this intention, as the evil corpse had just said.
At this time, my life and fortune were at stake, so I had to be cautious.
With a thought in his mind, the waves of the Netherworld Blood Sea rolled and covered the two of them.
Everything between the two of them was blocked.
Taiyi Jiku Tianzun, who had been watching here, frowned. He didn't understand what the two were talking about, and they actually blocked them with the sea of blood.
Only after the two of them were completely isolated did the evil corpse speak.
"Ancestor Styx, your inability to become a saint is not because your realm is insufficient, nor is it because your merits are insufficient."
"The reason is simple, because the holy position is full, and you can't become a saint no matter how hard you try!"
Ancestor Styx's eager eyes immediately became extremely disappointed.
"Fellow Taoist, you are wrong. There are nine saints, but only six have become saints now."
"There are still three vacancies, how can you say that the holy throne is full?"
Sure enough, most people would think so.
Even the ancestor of Styx had his thoughts covered.
The evil corpse smiled and said, "Listen to my idea and then think about it."
"I'm not sure about this idea. It's just a guess. You just need to refer to it."
"As far as I know, Master Bodhi is one of the three corpses of Saint Chunti."
"His realm is three points higher than the quasi-sage peak."
"The three corpses of Saint Zhunti are already so terrifying."
"Then what do you think of Daozu's three corpse realm?"
Ancestor Styx's expression condensed.
"The three corpses of Dao Ancestor..."
For a moment, his expression became extremely weird.
The three corpses of Dao Ancestor, why have I never thought about the three corpses of Dao Ancestor.
In my mind, it's as if there are no three corpses of Taoist ancestors.
If the evil corpse hadn't mentioned it to him today, he might never have thought about it in that direction in his whole life.
Ancestor Styx finally understood what the evil corpse meant when he said that the holy throne was full.
The three corpses of Daozu occupy the remaining three holy positions.
Therefore, the evil corpse is right, there is no possibility of becoming a saint!
Moreover, he also figured out what the evil corpse said was the disaster of death.
These three holy places are a strategy that Taozu used to hide from everyone in the world.
But now, I know it.
If Dao Zu knew about this, he would definitely kill himself ruthlessly.
Fortunately, I listened to the evil corpse and blocked everything with the sea of blood.
Slowly, Ancestor Styx's expression began to change.
Excited, angry, even crazy!
The evil zombie is worried that his psychological defense will collapse.
Fortunately, no matter what the Ancestor of the Styx River did, he did not remove the barrier of the Netherworld Blood Sea.
He roared at the sky: "Hongjun! You are the will of heaven, but you deny everyone the chance to become a saint!"
"My ancestor, Styx, is not convinced!"
For a time, the sea of blood in the underworld surged.
Taiyi saved Ku Tianzun and frowned.
"What happened? How could Patriarch Styx be so angry?"
"Didn't Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva withdraw his troops?"
"Could it be that evil corpse that made Patriarch Styx go crazy?"
Taiyi saved Ku Tianzun and only guessed half of it right.
At this time, it is indeed related to the evil corpse, but it is not directly related.
The evil corpse just told Ancestor Styx the truth about the matter.
The one who really made him angry was Daozu Hongjun!
In addition to Taiyi who saved Ku Tianzun, there was another person in the underworld who noticed something strange in the Netherworld Blood Sea.
It was Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge.
"Why does Patriarch Styx have such strong resentment that can be transmitted from such a distance?"
"These new students are trembling with fear."
"If I can use the anger of Ancestor Styx to do something at this time, it will definitely have good results!"
Thinking of this, Po Meng smiled slightly.
Everyone thought that Po Meng was just a minor official in the underworld.
But there are very few people who know her true identity.
She is one of the three corpses of the saint.
However, this saint is not one of the saints of heaven.
It turns out that there are three realms in the Three Realms, the heavenly realm, the earthly realm, and the human realm.
In addition to heavenly saints, there are also earthly saints and human saints.
And Po Meng was one of the three corpses of Queen Tu, a humane saint.