As soon as Feng Sixing and Jin Long arrived in Yuncheng County, the disciples of Tianlong Peak, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately took the two of them to the strange man's residence. [Ran^Text^Library] []

As soon as he saw this person, Feng Sixing instinctively felt that this person was somewhat similar to the Wu clan boss he had seen in the death sand vein, and immediately determined the identity of this person, which was the remnant of the Wu clan that he had been looking for for a long time.

This person also seemed to have doubts about his own constitution, so when Feng Sixing told him about the Wu Clan, he didn't seem particularly surprised.

In this way, Feng Sixing will also spend a lot less words. After a little discussion with the Wu Clan's relics, Feng Sixing directly asked the golden dragon to fly to the death sand vein with the two of them.

Following the familiar road, the three of them came to the place where Feng Sixing met the boss of the Wu clan, and the three of them were not hindered in the slightest.

And this time, when Feng Sixing passed the unclimbable stone steps again, he didn't feel a trace of pressure.

Obviously, the Wu clan boss already knew that Feng Sixing and the three of them were coming, so he separated the pressure of the stone steps.

Knowing this, Feng Sixing immediately took the two golden dragons and walked quickly towards the stone steps.

When Feng Sixing and the three climbed to the end of the stone steps, they saw the red-haired man standing quietly not far away, looking at the three of them with a smile on his face.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my predecessors," Feng Sixing said with a smile.

The red-haired man laughed: "Little friend, you are really a strange person, you actually found the relics of my witch clan so quickly."

Feng Sixing smiled faintly: "As long as you don't find a mistake, it's not in vain for the seniors to trust."

"Okay, good, I appreciate your temperament, let's go to the temple and talk about it in detail."

After the red-haired man finished speaking, with a wave of his big hand, the three of Feng Sixing felt that the sky was dark for a while, and when the three of them came back to their senses, they had already appeared in the temple where Feng Sixing had passed.

"Teleportation," the golden dragon exclaimed.

"You know about teleportation," the red-haired man muttered softly.

After asking, the red-haired man's eyes swept back and forth on Feng Sixing and the Golden Dragon, and then the red-haired man laughed: "Little friend, little friend, this descendant of the dragon clan was willing to do things for you when his cultivation far surpassed yours, it seems that your story is far from what it seems."

Feng Sixing rolled his eyes and knew that the red-haired man had seen the relationship between himself and Jin Long, so he simply told the truth.

"The predecessor has good eyesight, and Jin Long did swear to follow me, but I don't know if the predecessor wants to ......."

"You actually heard that I have something to trouble you" This time it was the red-haired man's turn to be surprised, although he asked himself that he only said a few very polite words and did not reveal his purpose, but he couldn't help but ask after hearing Feng Sixing's sudden question.

Feng Sixing smiled faintly and did not answer, and the red-haired man did not ask again, but set his eyes on the relics of the Wu clan brought by Feng Sixing.

After watching quietly for a while, the red-haired man frowned slightly: "Why is the Wu clan's bloodline so impure now?" You have a lineage from your clan in your body."

The remnants of the Wu clan brought by Feng Sixing heard his ancestor's question, and immediately replied: "Back to the ancestors, although I have felt that I am different from ordinary people since I was a child, I don't know why, if it wasn't for the Fengfeng Lord to find me this time, I wouldn't know that I was actually the remnants of the Wu clan."

"Okay, I got it". The red-haired man nodded, then looked at Feng Sixing again.

"Little friend, please wait, I'll come to the bloodline awakening for him first, and we'll talk about it in detail later."

Feng Sixing smiled slightly: "Seniors are self-sufficient."

……

Three days later, just as Feng Sixing and Jin Long had just finished the chess game in front of them, the red-haired man walked out of the stone chamber with the relics of the Wu clan named Da Niu.

At this time, the red-haired man was obviously a little weak, and even his expression looked extremely sluggish.

On the contrary, Da Niu was like a different person, not only did his face become red, but even his eyes would shoot out a few golden rays from time to time.

"Xiaoyou, come with me, I have something to discuss with you." As soon as he walked out, the red-haired man smiled reluctantly, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay," replied Feng Sixing, getting up.

After saying that, the two walked into another stone chamber in the temple.

When they arrived, the two sat down separately, and they were not polite to each other.

"Little friend, have you guessed my identity," the red-haired man asked as soon as he sat down.

Feng Sixing smiled faintly: "I heard that there are twelve ancestors of the Wu Clan, and these twelve people have monstrous abilities and once dominated the realm. And among these twelve people, there is a god of fire control, named Zhu Rong, this person has infinite manpower and a fiery personality, I don't know if the predecessors can know it."

After hearing Feng Sixing's words, the red-haired man suddenly sighed heavily, and then replied with a lonely expression: "Xiaoyou, you are indeed smart, yes, I am the fire god Zhurong." It's just that now my Wu clan has become the weakest of all the clans, and I am ashamed to be the ancestral witch."

"Seniors have something to say."

"Well, then I'll be honest with you. Actually, I'm dying for a long time." After Zhu Rong finished speaking, he paused slightly, and saw that Feng Sixing was still indifferent, and was not surprised by what he said, so he continued.

"The reason why I was able to barely keep my mind alive from the Lich War was because the other eleven ancestral witches all passed on their last magical power to me before they died, and I have survived until now. But in the awakening of the bloodline, this magical power has almost dried up, and I will soon be looking for my eleven brothers and sisters. Therefore, I want to entrust you with the only hope of the Wu clan before I die, I wonder if you are willing to ...... you."

Feng Sixing listened to Zhu Rong all the time, and then smiled faintly: "The seniors laughed, if I didn't want to, I wouldn't bring the big cow here."

"Ah, really," Zhu Rong exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes".

Zhu Rong took a deep breath and stared at Feng Sixing for a long time without saying a word. Suddenly, Zhu Rong waved his hand again, and suddenly took Feng Sixing to a hut made of red clay.

As soon as he arrived, Feng Sixing's eyes were immediately attracted by a shrine platform in this hut.

I saw that on this altar, there were a total of eleven villains made of mud, and the appearance of these villains was not beautiful, but the appearance of each villain was also expressed.

Obviously, these eleven villains are Zhu Rong's eleven brothers and sisters.

After Zhu Rong came in, he also stared at the eleven clay figures for a long time, and then he put away his emotions and asked with a light smile: "I don't know if Xiaoyou has heard of the Ancestral Witch Temple."

"Is this ...... It's ......," Feng Sixing guessed with a puzzled look.

Zhu Rong nodded slightly: "That's right, this is the Ancestral Witch Temple, which is where our twelve brothers and sisters were born." I don't have much time these days, so I'll make a long story short. Xiaoyou, since you have promised to help my Wu clan, I think you will definitely protect my Wu clan, in order to express my gratitude, I want to give this ancestral witch temple to you for self-defense."

"Self-defense? This temple? ”。

"Yes, don't underestimate this ancestral witch temple. The world only knows that after the incarnation of the Holy Father, there are four holy treasures, but they don't know that the Holy Father actually has another holy treasure, and this holy treasure is the Ancestral Witch Temple. In the eyes of the twelve of us, this place that has blessed us from birth to death is much more precious than the Heaven Opening Axe and the Creation Jade Butterfly."

"I see," Feng Sixing was relieved.

Thinking about it, in that era of strong men, the Wu clan could unconsciously establish such a huge force, and even make Sanqing and other saints retreat, it must have been sheltered by something, otherwise it would have been nipped in the bud long ago.

The cause and effect of this can be understood after a little thought, but this does not mean that he can still be so indifferent when he accepts such a valuable gift.

"It's not appropriate for the senior to give me such a valuable thing, why don't you just let the big cow accept it, and then continue to develop it secretly for your Wu clan" After thinking for a while, Feng Sixing refused.

Zhu Rong shook his head: "Your thoughts are very close to the original thoughts of our Twelve Ancestors, but after that extermination war, we began to truly reflect on our mistakes. No matter how powerful a race is, it also needs to have a real ally, otherwise it will decline sooner or later, and now the Wu clan is in need of allies the most, and Xiaoyou you are the most suitable candidate. This ancestral witch temple is also the only thing that my Wu clan can get hold of, you don't have to refuse, as long as you can stand on the top of the desolation in the future, if my Wu clan can take advantage of this to make a living, my investment will not be in vain. Otherwise, even if Da Niu had such a holy relic, would he be able to keep the Ancestral Witch Temple? Will he be able to turn the Witch Clan around? ”。

Feng Sixing smiled bitterly after hearing this: "Then I'll keep it for Da Niu first, and when he is successful in cultivating in the future, I will return the Ancestral Witch Temple to him."

"You...... Alas".

……

An hour later, Feng Sixing and Zhu Rong, who had taken away the ancestral witch temple, returned to the main hall.

Looking at his only bloodline, Zhu Rong's eyes were full of expectations.

"Boy, remember to listen to Feng Xiaoyou's words, the future of my Wu clan depends on you."

Da Niu was originally a wooden person, but he still heard the meaning of Zhu Rong's words, only to see that Da Niu's eyes were red, and he was about to ask, but Zhu Rong didn't wait for him to say more, and directly waved his hand and sent Feng Sixing and the three out of the hall.

As soon as he landed, Da Niu immediately turned around and rushed to the gate of the main hall, but was blocked by an invisible fluctuation.

"O old ancestor," the big cow hissed and cried bitterly, and its voice instantly spread for miles.

Seeing Da Niu's appearance, Feng Sixing's heart was also mixed, and he couldn't help but think of his master Zhen Yuanzi, so he walked up to Da Niu and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Da Niu, you should understand the thoughts of Zhurong's predecessors, are you sure you want to waste the time for the rise of the Wu Clan for your own sadness?"

"Brother Feng," the big bull raised his head and shouted sadly.

"Well, let's go".

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