Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"You don't have to be so polite, you can break through the quasi-sainthood by working together, it is the result of your own hard practice, and it has little to do with me." Ao Changsheng spoke softly.

"However, I have some doubts I want to ask your brothers and sisters, I don't know if I can."

"Immortal senior, please ask." Back dirt road.

"Thousands of years ago, you probably didn't come to my dojo by chance!" Ao Changsheng asked.

After all, he still had some doubts, after all, Hongjun had only preached for more than a thousand years at that time.

Gonggong returned from the Zixiao Palace, did not return to the Wu Clan, but came to the East China Sea, and coincidentally found his dojo.

How can there be such a coincidence.

"It was Hongjun Daozu who instructed the juniors to come." Gonggong did not hesitate to reply directly.

On the side, Houtu also told Ao Changsheng what happened in the Zixiao Palace at that time.

"Hongjun?" Ao Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was not much surprise in his heart.

After all, the only people who knew that his Dao place were Yang Mei and Hongjun, and Hongjun had already become a Dao, and Yang Mei naturally couldn't still be in the flood wilderness.

Therefore, if anyone reveals the location of his Dao, it is naturally only Hongjun.

On the side, hearing Ao Changsheng call Hongjun's name, Gonggong and Houtu couldn't help but glance at each other.

Really... This immortal predecessor is the existence that Hongjun Daozu calls a Daoist, and at the very least, it is also the quasi-saint peak of an old antique.

Even like Hongjun Daozu, he is a saint, a hidden saint.

Gonggong and Houtu looked at the unfathomable Ao Changsheng as if they were in front of them, and the unfathomable Ao Changsheng secretly said in his heart.

"Immortal senior, junior has something that dares to ask senior!" On the side, Houtu suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Ao Changsheng looked at Houtu.

"Back then, in the Zixiao Palace, the juniors were unable to practice the Hongjun Immortal Dao because the Wu Clan could not practice, and asked the Dao Ancestor to point out the Wu Clan, but the Dao Ancestor pointed out the juniors, saying that the chance of the Wu Clan was here in the seniors."

Houtu paused slightly before continuing, "So, the junior is brave and wants to ask the senior to show me the path of Wu Clan's cultivation. Hearing

Houtu's request, Ao Changsheng paused.

Directing the witch race?

Tease it!

The Wu Clan he had seen added up to the two of them, how could he point out?

However, Ao Changsheng looked at the pile of innate spirit treasures flashing on the side, and suddenly felt that he had to be worthy of these treasures!

Even if the innate spirit treasure is more, it is not of great use to him, but those innate spirit roots are all treasures that can speed up his cultivation.

A deep groan.

Ao Changsheng said slowly: "The path of cultivation of the Wu clan, after all, it is still necessary for you Wu clan and the twelve ancestors to open up by themselves, only in this way is the cultivation path of your Wu clan." Hearing

Ao Changsheng's words, Houtu was immediately stunned, but then fell into thought.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense, and Houtu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

That's right! The path of their witch race's cultivation, naturally they have to go by themselves, open up by themselves, if it is pointed out by others, then what kind of witch race's cultivation path is it.

Could it be that the twelve ancestors of their Wu Clan, hundreds of millions of Wu Clan, can't they open up a path of cultivation for the Wu Clan!

"Thank you seniors for your guidance, juniors understand!" Houtu suddenly thanked Ao Changsheng.

"If only you could understand!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the Houtu in front of him and nodded gently.

Although he does mean to lose and confuse the back soil, it is his true feelings.

The more he practiced, the more Ao Changsheng felt the mystery of his practice.

Every breakthrough in cultivation, every realization of the world's great road, is a great joy and joy from the heart.

But at the same time, Ao Changsheng also felt more and more that cultivation was such a personal matter.

Even the magical powers he got from the system, the secret laws he obtained, were going through his own practice.

After millions of years of research and hard work, he will eventually be branded with his own.

Even the method of opening up the inner heaven and earth that he recently obtained, Ao Changsheng would subconsciously modify it according to his own ideas in the process of cultivation.

Not long ago, after he recognized the difference between unity and preaching at the time of the breakthrough of co-work, he was even more certain of this.

From the Da Luo Golden Immortal to the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, there is no specific path of cultivation in the quasi-saint realm in between.

Hongjun's method of slashing three corpses is good, the way of mixing elements obtained from the dragon family inheritance, and even his method of opening up inner heaven and earth.

They are all the cultivation paths that the predecessors opened up to the mixed element.

And Ao Changsheng has a faint guess in his heart, perhaps... Only a true pathfinder can truly become a Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

Of course... This is just Ao Changsheng's own speculation, and he has no evidence.

"That's right!" Ao Changsheng suddenly looked at Gonggong and Houtu and spoke, "Let's wake you up again!"

"This era is the era of the Lich, and you Lich clans are destined to be the protagonists of this era."

"But just like the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans of the previous era, you two clans will also be the protagonists of this calamity."

Originally, when I heard Ao Changsheng say that they were the protagonists of this era, Gonggong and Houtu were still surprised in their hearts, but when they heard the latter sentence, they were immediately scared into a cold sweat.

It can make the two quasi-saint ancestors break out in a cold sweat, which shows the weight in Ao Changsheng's words.

"Immortal senior, what do you mean..." Houtu couldn't help but feel a little dry, and his mind couldn't help but think of the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans in the flood at this time.

Although it can't be said to be extinguished, it is definitely not much better.

"Well, that's what you mean." Ao Changsheng nodded directly and said.

"Immortal senior, that demon clan is just Dijun and Taiyi or two quasi-saints, how can it be compared with my Wu clan..."

He couldn't help but think of the opportunity to kill the demon race in front of the world's fetal membranes before, and a far deeper remorse surged in his heart than before.

"As the protagonist of this era, most of the luck between heaven and earth lies in your two races, even if you are weak now, you will grow up quickly." Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly.

In the last era, the three races of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns were not strong at the beginning, and they also kept fighting for hegemony and growth in the long time of an era.

In contrast, this era has just begun, the Wu clan has twelve quasi-saints of the twelve ancestors and witches, and the demon clan also has one or two quasi-saints of Dijun and Donghuangtai.

This is already much happier than the dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns of the previous era.

"Immortal senior, there is no other way, can my Wu clan only prosper in this era, and then completely fall into loneliness?" Houtu couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

Under Houtu's surprised gaze, Ao Changsheng nodded affirmatively.

"There is still a glimmer of life in the Heavenly Dao, even if you are the protagonists of the calamity, there must be vitality." Ao Changsheng said with great certainty.

"However, a glimmer of life is only a glimmer after all, and even if it is grasped, the Wu Clan will not prosper as it does now!"

"Senior, why..." the co-workers on the side couldn't help but want to ask, but they were directly interrupted by Houtu.

"Ask the elders of life to point out this line of life!"

Houtu was very decisive and bowed down to ask for the way.

Ao Changsheng took a deep look at Houtu before softly saying, "This ray of vitality is still in your Wu clan itself, usually see and think more."

"If you want to dominate the flood famine, you have to think more about what your witch clan can bring to the flood famine, not what the flood famine can bring you."

"We... What can it bring to the flood? Houtu was a little stunned.

"Well, that's all I can tell you!" Ao Changsheng looked at the Houtu who was caught in thought and the co-worker who wanted to say nothing, and said softly.

"Do you want to come and sit in my dojo?" Ao Changsheng invited.

"No, Immortal Senior." Houtu on the side shook his head.

"Thank you seniors for your guidance this time, our brothers and sisters still need to rush back to the Wu Clan as soon as possible to discuss this matter with our brothers."

"Good luck then." Ao Changsheng did not force it, opened the passage between the dojo and the flood waste, and let the two leave.

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Standing on the shore, Ao Changsheng looked at the back of Houtu and the departure of the two witches, and sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, in the future, only one ancestor of the Wu clan in Houtu will survive, and it is not a coincidence or the destiny of heaven that the Honghuang Wu clan has continued.

It is inevitable, seemingly mellow back soil, but in the bones there is the decisiveness of the side of the co-work.

It's like the silver lining he just said.

Whether it was Houtu or Gonggong, when Ao Changsheng explained it, he already understood what the so-called glimmer of life of this Wu clan was.

The twelve ancestral witches are the heavens of the Wu clan, and likewise, they are also the roots of the Wu clan.

As long as the twelve ancestral witches do not fall, the Wu clan will not decay, and as long as there is an ancestral witch that does not die, then the Wu clan will always have a glimmer of life.

Similarly, as long as the demon clan and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi do not die, the demon clan will also not decay.

"Because of this, the eternal protagonists between heaven and earth will not be your witch clan and demon clan!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the distant backs of the two witches and said to himself, and the moment the words fell, the avatar directly dissipated.