Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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When Xu Junming became a saint, the person who was most shocked was not the Three Pure Ones, the Second Saints of the West, or Nuwa, but the Wu Clan.

The remaining members of the Wu Clan are all too aware of the formation of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods.

They never imagined that one day someone would achieve the holy status through this method.

Deep in the underworld, there is a magnificent temple.

Above the wide bronze palace door, the four-character sacred pattern of 'Houtu Temple' shines brightly.

The main hall, which used to be somewhat deserted, was now filled with people. Moreover, each one of them had a wanton evil spirit, a breath that was threatening, and the appearance of their muscles becoming tangled, which was even more frightening.

Especially the five people sitting at the front, their auras were even more solemn, like ancient giant beasts lying down, which was obviously extraordinary.

They are the remaining great witches of the witch clan who can compare with the Hunyuan Celestials after the Lich War.

Jiufeng, Xingtian, Xiangliu, Feilian, Yushi.

Xing Tian, ​​who was wearing a tiger skin skirt, with bulging muscles and long hair shawl, looked around.

"Why didn't Hou Yi come?"

"Don't mention that guy. Now he only has that demon clan girl Chang'e in his heart. There is also our witch clan there."

Xiang Liu, the snake-headed man, said angrily.

Fei Lian, who had a hot temper, said angrily: "Houyi is simply a shame to our witch clan. For the sake of a rabbit demon Chang'e, he did not hesitate to transform into Wu Gang and cut down the laurel tree on the Taiyin Star. He did not care about the blood feud of our witch clan. He is really angry." I also."

"Jiu Feng, Xing Tian, ​​Hou Yi's matter is serious, we can't ignore it. Otherwise, people throughout the world will laugh at us." Fei Lian turned around and said.

Hou Yi's strength was too strong. The only ones that the entire Wu clan could compare with, except for the dead Kuafu, were Jiufeng and Xingtian.

They are all inferior.

Therefore, if you want to subdue Hou Yi, Jiufeng and Xingtian must come forward.

The woman sitting in the center, wearing a red phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, suddenly opened her eyes.

"We'll talk about this later, the empress is here."

The witches were awe-inspiring and looked at the throne in the center of the hall.

Silently, a middle-aged woman wearing a khaki robe and a high crown, with a beautiful and holy face and a gentle aura, appeared above.

The witches quickly bowed down.

"See Empress Houtu."

After the Lich War, Hou Tu, who transformed into the underworld, became the only remaining ancestral witch of the Witch Clan.

He also successfully became the leader of the Wu clan.

"Just get up."

"Thank you, empress."

The witches took their seats.

Jiufeng said directly: "My Lady, a shocking incident related to my witch clan happened recently in the ancient world."

"Are you referring to the True Lord of Chongshan, Xu Junming?"

"Exactly."

"The person they are fighting against Zhunti is our Wu Clan's great formation, the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Evil Formation. I think the formation diagram of our clan's great formation, as well as the body of our ancestor Wu Emperor Jiang, will definitely fall into his hands. "

"...The former is the most precious treasure of our Wu Clan, and the latter is the ancestor of our Wu Clan. We cannot ignore it. I hope that the empress will personally come forward to find True Lord Chongshan to resolve this matter."

"Is this what you mean too?"

The quiet phoenix eyes were as deep as a deep pool, which made all the witches feel uneasy.

The Rain Master said: "Your Majesty, we also know that the True Lord of Chongshan, Xu Junming, is extremely powerful and is not comparable to that of our Witch Clan, but after all, he owes our Witch Clan Karma. Go ahead and tell us a story, you don't have to ask for the things back. , but it is also good to let him owe a favor and be able to protect the Witch Clan at the critical moment."

The current prehistoric era is the era of saints. Without the suppression of saints, it will never be called powerful.

The ancestral witch empress transformed into the Netherworld, and her strength greatly increased, but she was still a little short of a saint.

"I didn't expect that in ancient times, the Witch Clan, which spanned the vast land and could only be rivaled by the Demon Clan, would now be reduced to being under the protection of others."

Youyou's words echoed in the hall.

Everyone in the Wu clan bowed their heads after hearing this.

But even someone with a strong personality like Xing Tian has to admit that the current Wu Clan is no longer as tyrannical as it was in ancient times.

There were once hundreds of top witches, but only six of them were left. Among them, Hou Yi had buried his head in the Taiyin Star and ignored the world.

The strength of the Wu clan has declined to an unimaginable level.

No matter how proud you are, you have to lower your head in the face of cruel reality.

"Your Majesty, my witch clan's strength is weakening now. It is best to stay dormant for the time being and restore our strength," Jiufeng said.

"In addition, when our Witch Clan was strong, we intermarried with the human race, so many Eastern Barren people have the blood of our Witch Clan. Therefore, we should leave the Netherworld and go to the wilds to find humans with the blood of the Witch Clan and teach them the cultivation techniques. , guide them to awaken the blood in their bodies."

"Only in this way can we continue to expand the number of our Witch Clan. With more people, the number of talents will increase, and the strength of our Witch Clan will be restored."

"If we only stay dormant in the netherworld and stay away from the primitive land, we will only become weaker and weaker."

"What Jiufeng said is exactly what we think. However, if our Wu clan reappears on the mainland, it will inevitably lead to speculation and even obstruction from all parties. If there is True Lord Chongshan to protect us, we can take action. It's more convenient." Xiang Liu said.

"well!"

A long sigh echoed in the hall.

"The prehistoric continent is a land of right and wrong. Countless people have died in countless battles for hundreds of millions of years. I think our Wu clan was so strong back then that we almost ended up being wiped out."

"You are the only remaining bones and blood of our witch clan. Why bother getting involved in the ancient world's conflicts? Isn't it better to stay in the netherworld and cultivate peacefully?"

"Don't worry, Madam, we have no intention of competing for glory, we just want to restore some of the strength of our witch clan." Xingtian said.

He looked at him deeply.

"I hope everything goes as you said."

There was a pause.

"I will go to True Monarch Chongshan. But I don't know if I can seek his protection."

Along with Qingyou's words, Hou Tu's figure gradually disappeared.

The witches looked at each other.

"Congratulations, my dear!"

Under the leadership of Jiufeng, everyone said respectfully.

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Pavilion in the backyard of Chongshan Residence.

Several treasures were placed in front of Xu Junming.

The twelfth-grade blood lotus, the second sword of Abiyuantu, and a ball of three-foot-sized, dark green blood.

As the most precious treasures transformed from the four great lotus seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus, the 12th-grade Blood Lotus, the 12th-grade Golden Lotus, the 12th-grade Green Lotus, and the 12th-grade Black Lotus are of the same level. They are all 48 innate divine taboos, second only to Kaitian. The top spiritual item of the Three Treasures.

The four lotus terraces have different opportunities.

The twelfth-grade blood lotus fell into the hands of Styx and became the most precious treasure of the Asura clan.

The twelfth-grade golden lotus was given by Hongjun to guide the Taoist priests, and it became the most precious treasure of Western sects.

The twelve-grade green lotus has the strongest foundation. A part of it was taken away by Taoist Shangqing, Taoist Yuqing, and Taoist Taiqing, and was refined into the most precious treasure of life. It is also the "red flower, white lotus root, and green lotus leaf. The three religions are originally one family." The Origin of Proverbs.

The twelfth-grade black lotus is one of the five ancient saints, Rahu's natal treasure. After the ancient war, it disappeared.

It can be said that every lotus platform is a rare treasure that can suppress the fate of a sect.

After grabbing it in my hand and looking at it, my heart moved.

A short and fat figure wearing a yellow monk's robe appeared on the left side.

It is Tiangong Taoist.

"Why are you calling me?"

"Help me refine a hundred furnaces of 'Hunyuan Tianhuang Dan'."

Taoist Tiangong, who was originally sleepy, jumped up.

His stubby fingers pointed tremblingly at Xu Junming, his fat face filled with incredible anger.

"You...you are squeezing."

Xu Junming smiled lightly.

"Don't refuse in a hurry, let's look at the reward first."

With a casual throw, the twelve-grade blood lotus flew over.

After subconsciously catching it, Taoist Tiangong's eyes lit up instantly.

"Twelve-grade karma fire red lotus?! No, it's not the law of cause and effect."

"what happened?"

The round toad eyes looked straight at Xu Junming.

Too lazy to explain, I just let go of the memory and shared it with Taoist Tiangong.

"So, you killed the Ancestor of Styx?"

"He is still useful, so he was temporarily sealed. How about this, is the reward for this twelfth-grade blood lotus enough?"

"Haha, that's enough, of course it's enough."

Tiangong Taoist was all smiles.

Although his tenth-grade Qinglian has nurtured nearly seven Yuanhui in chaos and has a lot of foundation, it is still tenth-grade and has not made a fundamental breakthrough.

But if you take the twelfth-grade blood lotus from the same source to conceive and raise it, although it cannot restore the tyrannical power of the thirty-sixth-grade chaotic green lotus.

But it can also be partially restored.

At least much stronger than the Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform.

In comparison, although it is difficult to practice a hundred furnaces of Hunyuan Tian Huang Dan, it is nothing.

"The blood law engraved in the lotus platform remains. Although we do not practice it, there are countless disciples in Chongshan Academy, so it is impossible to use it."

Tiangong Taoist nodded.

Holding the lotus pad, her mouth opened in joy.

Just waiting for the Qinglian Qinglian to advance, he finally has a Hongmeng treasure in his hand that suppresses luck.

The Hongmeng Supreme Treasure is one level stronger than the Hunyuan Lingbao, and the Dayan Divine Mirror in Xu Junming's hand is of this level.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the two swords of Yuantu Abi fell into his palm.

These two swords are the combination of innate murderous intent and innate spiritual gold, carrying the innate way of killing.

Forty-seven innate spiritual taboos, second only to the twelve-level lotus platform.

Among the many spiritual treasures that adhere to the way of killing, they are second only to the Immortal-killing Sword Formation and the God-killing Spear.

The power is stronger than the Pangu Sword.

"With these two swords, Pangu Sword can be retired."

After putting it away with satisfaction.

Look at the dark green blood next to him.

In fact, this mass of blood is the body of Styx.

When you press your fingerprints, the gourd of time sheds countless crystal-colored divine light.

"Return to our roots."

Visible to the naked eye, the dark green blood is constantly changing, the aura belonging to the Styx is getting weaker and weaker, and the desolate and vast aura is getting stronger and stronger.

"This aura...Pangu?" Tiangong Taoist asked in surprise.

Xu Junming's understanding of the Tao of Time only reached the realm of Hunyuan Xuanxian, so this blood has not completely returned to its original state.

But at this stage, the Pangu aura above has become extremely strong.

Xu Junming slowly gathered his magic power.

"I didn't expect that the ancestor of Styx was also a descendant of Pangu."

Tiangong Taoist nodded slowly, his fingers bleeding.

"Don't you think this looks like a gallbladder?"

"So, Ancestor Styx was transformed by Pangu's gallbladder?"

Xu Junming smiled.

"The facts are before our eyes."

With a pat of the green gourd on his waist, the blank demon flag of Dutian God flew out, and in the process of spreading it, he took in Styx's physical body.

Thanks to the book friend "Shuo Ming Xian Fang" for the 100 starting coin reward, thank you very much.