"Deliberately don't let us in, master, give an order, we'll blow this piece of bamboo to a pulp, see if we can still get in!" The hot-tempered Fire Qilin said impatiently.

"The third brother is right, isn't it just some bamboo, it's not a big deal, I can do it alone!" The groundbreaking water unicorn also echoed the fire unicorn.

"Since we can't find an entrance, we might as well blast out an entrance!" Yuan also helped on the side.

"You must not underestimate the witchcraft of the Wu clan, the Far West, like the Far North, has been forgotten by those ambitious people because of the harsh environment and lack of resources, and has not suffered the impact of the battle more than 20,000 years ago, and has been well inherited. The Wu Clan is the ruling family in the Far West, and this bamboo forest is the first barrier for the Wu Clan to block foreign intruders, is it so easy to bombard?" Shenhuang said seriously.

"So what to do, are we going to be discouraged?" The fire unicorn said angrily.

"Since you can't force yourself in, let's make a pleading visit." The scorpion said lightly, and then burst out with all his strength, and used his powerful spiritual power to transmit through the bamboo forest: "The witch lord of the Wu clan, Your Excellency the high priest, I heard that the Wu clan is going to choose a spirit son, so I came to visit!" After speaking, he stood in place with a confident look, waiting for others to let him go.

"Scorpion, are you doing this? This bamboo forest is beyond sight, can your voice reach the ears of the Wu people?" Little Bell asked suspiciously.

"Little one, what do you say? Our master's spiritual power is very powerful, not to mention a small bamboo forest, even a big mountain can cross it! The Fire Qilin immediately stepped forward and argued.

Really. In less than a moment, a path opened in the bamboo forest, and a group of people walked out of that road, and at the front was a man wearing a navy blue robe. A tall and majestic middle-aged man holding a dragon-headed cane, followed by an old man wearing a white robe, embroidered with a dragon-headed snake-tail pattern on his chest, holding a snake-headed cane, and a crane-haired childish face on the right side. Behind them were some wearing yellow robes. The young man with his hair high and shaped and looking like a Taoist priest looked like he should be a disciple.

"You just shouted at us?" The navy blue-robed man squinted his eyes and stared at the scorpion with an inquiring expression and asked.

"It was in the next that a group of our brothers heard that the Wu clan would elect Lingzi this year, and they all wanted to try their luck, but they never thought that they couldn't even enter the door of the Wu clan, so they had no choice but to make this decision. I hope you Haihan! The scorpion stepped forward and said modestly.

"Looking at the face, the little brother is not a thing in the pool, and it is a bit unreasonable to think of our Wu clan as a little disciple with a foreign surname!" The navy blue robe man always had a smile on his face, and he couldn't see anything else.

"Just now you heard my spiritual power transmission. There should be something in your heart, since you are willing to come out to meet, you must be interested in me, the candidate of the spirit son, I don't know what your Excellency will say?" The scorpion was neither humble nor arrogant, not in a hurry, and said with a faint smile on his face.

"Interesting, the old man is the head of the Wu clan, the witch master Yang Xiaotian, this is our high priest Yang Li. Little brother, what do you call it?" The navy blue-robed man's tone softened. Said.

"My name is Scorpion, and these are my friends. In fact, we are more curious about the mysterious family of the Wu Clan, and we are also more interested in witchcraft, and we want to come to see and see. If you can't, I hope to be lucky enough to have some friendship with a family like the Wu Clan. The scorpion said with a smile.

"Xiaozui is quite good at talking, looking at your appearance, you shouldn't be very old, right?" The witch lord asked lightly.

"I'm actually 25 years old this year!" The scorpion deliberately smiled innocently.

"What? Only twenty-five?" The high priest, who had been silent, suddenly lost his former composure, and asked in surprise, "Then little brother, can I ask, is your true strength?"

"It's not high, it's just over the Thunder Tribulation, and it's not your opponent with the Witch Master!" The scorpion smiled smirked.

"Twenty-five years old is a thunderstorm?" All the Wu people present were stunned, and their hearts said, "Is this a human being?" It's just a genius of the demon level.

The high priest walked up to the scorpion two steps quickly, approached the scorpion's face and looked at it carefully, nodded thoughtfully, and then whispered in the ear of the witch master: "This little brother looks like a king, and his achievements in the future should not be underestimated."

"If you are less than thirty years old, you are a martial artist who is a thunder tribulation Cheng dù, and on the Dingzu Continent, can you still find a second person? Of course, this should not be underestimated. The key is that the group of people behind him are not simple characters, and these people must not be offended. Since they want to befriend us, we give them this face. The witch lord glanced at the high priest and spoke.

"Yes, I don't think it's okay to be without these friends, but it's really a headache to set up these enemies!" The high priest nodded approvingly at the witch master, passed the voice, and then respectfully retreated behind the witch master.

The witch lord saluted politely to the scorpion and said, "Little brother scorpion, please!"

The scorpion turned around and smiled proudly at the Divine Phoenix, and strode behind the Witch Lord into the Witch Clan.

One of the twelve ancestral witches, known as the ten elders of the Wu clan by outsiders, Ju Mang, fiddled with the branches on the table, and after a while, those branches formed the appearance of a bird's nest, only to see Ju Mang flick it on the bird's nest with his hand, and an image immediately appeared in the middle of the bird's nest, Ju Mang looked up at Di Jiang, who was also one of the twelve ancestral witches, and said: "This person is a variable!" She will be a variable for the entire Dingzu Continent, and she will also be a variable for our Wu Clan. ”

"So what do you think is going on with the kappa this time? Is it really a monster born of resentment?" Di Jiang asked curiously. He has always been known as the emperor of space, his speed is unbeatable, the last time he covered his face with the kappa, he didn't see the true face of the kappa at his speed, it was too unbelievable, too depressed, so he wanted to use the divination of the wood of the same twelve ancestors, Jumang, to solve the doubts in his heart.

"If you want to solve the problem of the kappa, you have to rely on this variable. Dijiang, do you want to go out with me to meet those friends who have come from afar?" Ju Mang stood up, said lightly and walked out of the house.

"Jumang, wait for me!" Di Jiang shouted and chased after him.

The scorpion followed the witch master through the bamboo forest and into the realm of the witch clan. As soon as they entered here, the scorpions suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment. The scene here and outside is completely different, a cobblestone path leads straight to a number of different heights, scattered houses, red weeping willows on both sides of the path, strange rocks and craggy, not far from what the eye can see, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, all the scenery is extremely exquisite, poetic and picturesque, so that the scorpion can't help but think of 'paradise', 'fairyland on earth' and other words.

"This place is the only safe place in the far west that will not be endangered by nature!" The high priest saw the scorpion's confusion and explained it to the side.

It is worthy of the Wu clan, even such a treasure can be found, and it is so natural to take it for himself, it is really admirable, the scorpion can't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and the interest in the mysterious Wu clan is a little stronger.

Walking along the cobblestone road to the end, you will see a red scorched tile, carved beams and paintings, a splendid hall, at the entrance of the hall stand two men about thirty years old, one wears a purple embroidered robe, wears a purple gold crown, a majestic figure, a resolute face; A man dressed in a hastily pigmented robe, wearing a scarf, with a long figure, a wooden sword in his fingers, a gentle face, and crooked eyes always with a smile.

"Second Elder, Ten Elder, why are you here?" Seeing the two people, the witch master asked curiously.

"If we have friends from afar, of course we have to come out to do our best to fulfill the friendship of the landlord!" The gray-clothed man looked elegant and looked at the scorpion after receiving the witch master's words and asked, "I don't know what to call this kind-faced little brother?"

"Under the Scorpion!" The scorpion immediately hugged his fist salute, and then turned around and introduced them one by one, "They are all my friends, Shenhuang, Yuan, Feng, Little Bell, Ah Jin, Ah Huo, Ah Yin, and Ah Shui. "Not being able to expose the whole bottom to others when you go out is the basic principle of a scorpion's life, so she just briefly introduced it.

"What an interesting name, as the name suggests!" The gray-clothed man glanced at the group of people behind the scorpion with a deep look, smiled meaningfully, and then introduced himself: "I am one of the twelve ancestors and witches, outsiders call me the Ten Elders, you are friends, just call me by your name." He is Di Jiang, and he is also one of the twelve ancestral witches, known as the Second Elder, you can just call him Di Jiang! ”

"The twelve ancestors of the Wu clan have their own merits, and their energy should not be underestimated, especially the sentence of divination with wood, it is said that there is nothing he can't meet, the key is to see if he is willing to say it. Although the Wu clan is ruled by a witch lord and a high priest, the twelve ancestors have absolute rights. The Divine Phoenix immediately sent a voice to the scorpion.

"A small witch clan, there are still a lot of powers!" The scorpion smiled contemptuously and sent a message to the Divine Phoenix, "I'll be careful." ”

"Since Dijiang and Jumang are here, let's go into the house and talk together." The witch lord seemed to be in a good mood and warmly invited.

The scorpion and the others were not polite to the witch master, and strode into the main hall, and Ju Mang and Di Jiang simply bowed and followed.

The witch lord sat down in the center by himself, and the positions on both sides were reserved for the Scorpion group and Jumang and Dijiang. The High Priest stood behind the Witch Master.

"Come, try the tea of our Wu clan, this tea can have the effect of invigorating blood and detoxifying, which is excellent for those who practice martial arts." As with all hospitality, as soon as the Scorpions sat down, several women wearing silver ornaments, cardigans and skirts, and embroidered girdles around their waists brought tea to them, and then the witch lord greeted them warmly.

The scorpion looked down and saw that it was not tea leaves that were used to make tea, but a strange-looking insect.

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