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Chapter 43 The Realm of Saints

It is always a big deal if there is a saint on the prehistoric land. Except for Chen Yuyang, almost all the great supernatural powers of the prehistoric world will be present to show the solemnity of the first saint after becoming a saint. At this moment, I don’t know how many great supernatural powers in the prehistoric world are coming towards the thirty-third heaven, and they must be destroyed by the little girl Jin Ming. It can be said that it is a terrible situation.

At this moment, Chen Yuyang was having tea and talking with Nuwa in the Palace of Wa. It was rare that Nuwa could have time to spend alone with Chen Yuyang. She wanted to pause this time and stay for a long time? However, things were always unsatisfactory, because there would be people with supernatural powers coming to watch the ceremony and break the world of these two people.

However, the longer she was alone with Chen Yuyang, the more she felt a deeper feeling, but what made her feel more profound was a deeper like the ocean. Looking at Chen Yuyang's eyes, she couldn't help but become obsessed with it, and a hint of shyness and confusion of a little girl appeared.

This made Chen Yuyang feel a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Why is Fellow Daoist Nuwa so crazy?"

Nuwa immediately came back to her senses, and the red glow on her shy face did not retreat for a long time. Mosquito snorted: "Actually, my sister has always had a question to ask Dao brother, I hope my brother can speak out!"

Chen Yuyang laughed and said, "I would like to ask fellow Taoist Nuwa to say it clearly?"

Nuwa's head was slightly tilted, and a white arm as white as snow held her little head. After thinking for a long time, she said: "Brother Qingyang Dao's power is boundless, and he even dared to challenge the teacher. My little sister doesn't understand, is there any realm above the saint? This is the case with the elder brother and the teacher is the same!"

Chen Yuyang's eyes immediately narrowed and became solemn. Seeing the situation, Nuwa immediately said, "If your brother is inconvenient to answer, then forget it, I didn't say anything!" As he said, Nuwa respectfully held the fragrant tea at hand and said, "Brother, please try the tea here on my younger sister. Although it is not as good as the snowy land in Qingyang Island, it should be a bit of fun!"

Chen Yuyang raised his chin lightly, his eyes still narrowed and said, "Do you know what the saint is called the realm?"

Nuwa considered it and said, "The realm of a saint is immortal and is also called Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. What's wrong? Has the elder brother already transcended this category? Is there still a realm above Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal? Then, what is his realm?"

After Nuwa's series of questions, Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Nuwa, above the Daluo Golden Immortal is naturally the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, that is, the immortal saint. However, even if he becomes the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, he is just a saint under the Heavenly Daluo Daluo. There is also a great way above the Heavenly Daluo Golden Immortal, and there is still a realm above the Great Daluo Golden Immortal. Naturally, there is a realm above the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Nuwa said in confusion: "Please tell me your brother?"

Chen Yuyang laughed, picked up the fragrant tea at his hand and tasted it gently, and then said: "Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal is just the first understanding of Taoism. There are Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Golden Immortal and Hunyuan Wuji Taishang Daluo Golden Immortal. Although they are all called saints, saints are also divided into realms!"

"What is the level of the teacher?" Nuwa asked immediately.

Speaking of Hongjun's old pervert, Chen Yuyang immediately raised an unknown smile and thought to himself: That guy has lived in the prehistoric world for three years. If you ask him what kind of magic power he has, he should be the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian now. If you ask him what realm he has, it is hard to say.

So after thinking about it, Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "I don't know this. Hongjun Daozu is a congenital cricket transformed into a cricket, and he is also the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao. Moreover, he is a saint in the Heavenly Dao who has been killed by three corpses and is still a saint in the Heavenly Dao. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he still has a beginning. He should be the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian!"

Nuwa nodded even so, and then asked, "What kind of cultivation is that brother?"

As if he felt a little reckless, Nuwa immediately explained: "Since outside Zixiao Palace, the elder brother has overcome the Three Qingshu, and the teacher has given him a seat to his elder brother in Zixiao Palace. With such honor, the elder brother's cultivation must be quite high. Or has he surpassed the saint's Taoist practice, right?"

Faced with Nuwa's problem, Chen Yuyang disturbed his head and said, "Actually, I can't figure out this problem now. After all, there is no reference except Hongjun. However, according to the truth, I should have been the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian, otherwise I wouldn't challenge Hongjun. But I am not a product under the heavenly way, so I have to say something else!"

"Not under the way of heaven?" Nuwa stood up in surprise.

Since this vast land was opened, even the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, the prehistoric army, did not dare to say that he was no longer under the heavenly way, but Chen Yuyang said this. This was a taboo in the prehistoric world. Nuwa stood up and kept looking at her head, for fear that the sky thunder would roll and land directly in her Imperial Palace.

However, after a long horror, the sky was still calm. Chen Yuyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Nuwa, Tianzhuo dare not mess with me. I said that I am not under the heavenly way, so naturally I am not under the heavenly way. The power of the heavenly way is actually limited, but it will only increase the power of the sentient beings under the heavenly way!"

"So that's it!" Nuwa said silently, but in her heart, she felt that she could look up to the man in front of her, who was infinitely radiant in her every move. It was a kind of worship beyond the realm and a very large-scale admiration.

However, the realm is still just a realm, which is just some external factors. In Chen Yuyang's opinion, this is true, but Nuwa is a great magical power born and raised in the prehistoric world, so in her opinion, realm is everything. Only men who are stronger than her can be looked up to by her, and the rest are just ants.

Just as Nuwa opened and closed the corners of her mouth and was about to say something, Jin Ming's voice outside the door had already come in and said, "The Three Qings are here~~~~ Congratulations to the saint Nuwa for the ritual of becoming a saint!"

It was obvious that Nuwa's face showed impatientness and disgust, and she frowned slightly, feeling annoyed that the sudden arrival of Sanqing broke the originally quiet atmosphere. Nuwa's expression almost fell into Chen Yuyang's eyes. At this moment, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but smile bitterly: The Supreme Saint, it turns out that there are likes and dislikes, and there are emotions.
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