Boundless Sky

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After Styx kowtowed and stood up, Cheng Hao turned his head to look at Fuxi beside him.

"Before I became a saint, Fuxi had a relationship with me as a master and apprentice, so he should be my personal disciple!"

"Thank you teacher!"

Following Styx's practice before, Fuxi kowtowed respectfully nine times, which is considered to have completely formed the status of master and apprentice with Cheng Hao.

"Zhen Yuanzi, with extraordinary roots and feet, and he was incarnated by me, he can be my personal disciple!"

"Thank you teacher!"

Zhen Yuanzi was very excited. Although he had already guessed that he would become the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, now that he finally got his wish, it still made him feel so excited that he couldn't hold it back.

After Zhen Yuanzi kowtowed and saluted, Cheng Hao kept silent and fell silent.

"teacher!"

Hong Yun, who was sitting on the right side of Zhen Yuanzi, suddenly became anxious. The first three people all became the direct disciples of Daozu. Why did Daozu keep silent when he was the fourth person?

Could it be that his potential is too low for Daozu to be unwilling to accept him as a disciple?

Hearing Hongyun's low voice, Cheng Hao recovered from his contemplation, first glanced at Hongyun, and then set his sights on Zhunti and Jieying.

"There is unresolved karma between the two of you and this seat, and you can be my named disciples. Are you willing?"

Zhunti and Jieyin looked at each other, and both of them had a look of pity in their eyes. Unfortunately, the two of them were not lucky enough to become direct disciples of the Taoist ancestor.

"Thank you teacher, I will wait!"

Although the registered disciples are not as good as the direct disciples, but in any case, they are also the disciples of the Taoist ancestor. Compared with other gods who don't even have registered disciples, they are already considered good.

Seeing that Zhunti and Jieyin kowtowed and saluted, Hong Yun couldn't sit still any longer.

The three people on the left of him became the direct disciples of the Taoist ancestor; the two on the right became the registered disciples of the Taoist ancestor. How come he, the person sitting in the middle, was ignored by the Taoist ancestor?

"Teacher is merciful, for the sake of the disciple's wholehearted pursuit of the Tao, let's accept the disciple!"

Hongyun is a good man, but his heart to seek Tao is not weak. Now that he sees the opportunity in front of him, if he doesn't grab it and let it slip through his fingertips, won't he regret it for the rest of his life?

Cheng Hao frowned. To be honest, he didn't really want to accept a good-natured person like Hongyun with a central air-conditioning personality.

After all, the whole prehistoric world knows that you, Hongyun, are a good person. This weakness is too obvious. It is not too difficult to set a trap to kill you.

"I hope the teacher will take pity on me!" Seeing Daozu frown, Hong Yun immediately felt bad, and calmly touched Zhen Yuanzi, hoping that Zhen Yuanzi could intercede for him.

Zhen Yuanzi was worthy of being Hong Yun's close friend, so he immediately got up and saluted Cheng Hao one after another.

"Teacher, although brother Hongyun has some shortcomings, he can learn from the world with the heart of Taoism. Please give him a chance, teacher!"

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi get up to plead for Hongyun, Cheng Hao sighed, "Forget it, although you and I have a shallow relationship between master and apprentice, since you can sit in the first row, you are indeed qualified to be my disciple!"

"So, you can be a registered disciple under my sect!"

"Thank you teacher!"

Hong Yun wept with joy, kowtowed on the ground continuously, until he was pulled up by Zhen Yuanzi, he still did not forget to cup his fists and salute to his old friend.

He was very clear in his heart that Daozu, the old man, was actually not satisfied with him. If Zhen Yuanzi hadn't interceded for him at the last moment, he might have missed this opportunity, and there would be no chance of becoming a saint in the future.

Looking at the red cloud who was weeping with joy, the expressions of all the gods were full of envy and annoyance.

By now, they all naturally knew that the six seats in the front row were prepared by Daozu for his disciples, and whoever could sit in the front row could become a disciple of Daozu.

Even people like Hong Yun who are not top-notch in terms of cultivation or potential can become the registered disciples of the Taoist ancestor, which naturally shows the importance of the first row position.

It's just a pity that they didn't seize the opportunity before. If they had known that there was such a mystery in the first row position, it would be related to whether they could become holy in the future. What to say, when they first stepped into the Haotian Palace, they all To fight to the death!

But now, Taoist Ancestor has hand-picked his disciples, everything has been settled, and it is already too late to fight for it.

"Teacher, you said before that there should be seven disciples under your sect, and now there is still one quota. Poor disciple has been practicing hard for hundreds of millions of years, so should you give the last disciple quota to this disciple?"

Just when the gods were still looking at Ming He and the others with envy and regret, Houtu suddenly came out of the crowd and came directly to the front, kowtowing to Cheng Hao continuously, his expression full of pleading.

Damn it, I forgot that there is still a quota!

The gods wailed in their hearts. They knew that this last opportunity had been missed again. If there were no accidents, Daozu would probably bestow this last place on Houtu.

Sure enough, Cheng Hao nodded with a smile amidst Houtu's constant begging, "It's beyond my surprise that you have such a heart to seek the Tao. If so, then you are my last A named disciple!"

"So, the seven disciples of this seat have been collected. If you have nothing to do, you can retreat!"

Glancing at the gods below who were still looking eagerly at him, Cheng Hao's expression was as usual, without any sign of softening his heart.

"Teacher, I have one more thing to look for, and please tell me, among the gods, who can become a saint?" A god got up and asked with luck.

Over the years, the gods have been talking about Taoism in the city of Enlightenment, and they have basically confirmed that there are countless holy places in this prehistoric world, and the number of holy places is probably in the hands of the two Taoist ancestors. Who among the gods can become holy? , In fact, it all depends on Daozu's will.

Although he knew that Taoist Ancestor would definitely bestow sanctification places on several disciples under his seat, the gods were still lucky. Don't people still have the opportunity to compete?

"I'm not a sage of Heaven, and I'm not pleased by Heaven. I only won six holy places from Heaven!" Cheng Hao sat cross-legged on a high platform, and slowly answered such a question.

Seven disciples, but only six saints?

The gods sighed deeply in their hearts, this holy position is not even enough for the disciples of the Taoist ancestor, how can they get their turn.

"Minghe, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, the three of you are my direct disciples, you can get the holy throne!"

Seeing that apart from Styx, the other disciples raised their heads and were full of nervousness, Cheng Hao no longer hesitated, and directly began to distribute the holy seats!