Zhao Gongming looked at the giant in front of him with a snake body, seven hands behind his back, and two hands on his chest, and his heart set off a wave in his heart.

"The head of the human snake body, the back of the seven hands, the chest of the hands. Could it be that this giant is one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches? ”

Zhao Gongming knew a little in his heart, no wonder his breath alone made him motionless.

If it is an ancestral witch, a quasi-saint-level power, then it is clear.

Seeing that Zhao Gongming didn't pay attention to him, Hou Tu frowned, and his voice couldn't help but raise a few points.

"You kid, so rude, who gave you the courage to come to Buzhou Mountain to be presumptuous, I don't know that this Buzhou Mountain is the territory of my Wu clan?"

Zhao Gongming reacted this time, pointed to the dejected Xingtian Dao on the side, and spread his hands.

"Why do you want to ask me, if you ask Xingtian, you will know."

Hou Tu glanced at Zhao Gongming up and down, and did not continue to ask.

Instead, he looked at Xingtian, and his voice was much harsher.

"Xingtian, what the hell is going on?"

Xingtian was reprimanded by Houtu, and only then did he react.

"Lord Zuwu, this monk said that my Wu clan's method of refining the flesh was wrong, and I couldn't get angry, so I fought with him."

"Oh? Say that my witch clan's method of tempering the flesh is wrong? ”

"That's right."

Xingtian hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the matter to Houtu in detail.

Then he pointed to Zhao Gongming and said, "This kid does have two brushes, and his physical attainments are very strong, I am in the same realm as him, and in terms of physical body alone, I am not his opponent." ”

Xingtian was still a little depressed, you must know that not long ago, he was ranked first in the Wu Clan's Golden Immortal Competition.

I got the opportunity to enter the Pangu Blood Pool to practice once.

Even several Ancestral Witches said that he had the qualifications of a quasi-saint!

Da Wu, at least they are all the Tao of Da Luo Jin Xian.

The qualifications of the quasi-saint, and even the status of the great witch, show that the ancestors have high hopes for him.

But in front of him, he was defeated by a little-known kid in the flesh he was best at.

The heart is as arrogant as a punishment sky, where would he accept such a big gap.

Hou Tu listened and frowned, it shouldn't be, Xingtian's physical attainments, he couldn't be clearer.

How could he lose to a monk who was also in the Golden Immortal Realm?

Houtu looked at Zhao Gongming, felt it carefully, and saw that Zhao Gongming was indeed the cultivation of the peak of the Golden Immortal, and his heart was even more puzzled.

As soon as he waved his hand, the power of heaven and earth dispersed, and Zhao Gongming only felt relieved, and immediately regained his freedom.

"Houtu Ancestor Wu, I'm right, it's that Xingtian who has to fight with me."

Zhao Gongming spread his hands and looked wronged.

Hou Tu looked at Zhao Gongming with a serious face, and said word by word.

"You say that my Wu Clan's method of practicing the body is flawed and flawed, then you can tell me what flaws and flaws there are."

Zhao Gongming smiled, "Then if I say it, wouldn't I have done the Wu clan a great favor, and what will Lord Ancestral Wu give me to reward me?" ”

Changed to other ancestral witches, such as Zhu Rong, Candle Jiuyin, and Extravagant Corpse, Zhao Gongming probably didn't dare to talk about the conditions.

But after the Tuzu Witch, everything can be discussed.

Because in the near future, Houtu felt that the two lich clans had killed a lot, and in order to atone for their sins and consume karma, they would set up an underworld and incarnate the six reincarnations for the reincarnation of the Honghuang monks.

From this, you can see how good Houtu's character is.

Sure enough, as Zhao Gongming expected, Houtu was not angry.

She pondered for a while and replied, "If you can really tell the flaws and flaws in my Wu Clan's body refining technique, I will let you enter the Pangu Blood Pool to cultivate once." ”

"What is the Pangu Blood Pool?"

Houtu said proudly, "The Pangu Blood Pool is a holy place that gave birth to my Wu clansmen!" ”

"Wu Clan Holy Land, let me enter it casually as an outsider?"

Zhao Gongming was surprised.

Hou Tu shook his head, "The real Pangu Blood Pool, in the depths of the ancestral veins of Buzhou Mountain, is not allowed to enter unless you are a great witch." ”

"The Pangu Blood Pool you entered was refined by a touch of qi and blood in the Pangu Blood Pool drawn out by the ancestors on the periphery, and it had a magical effect on the monks under the Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"Oh, Oh."

Zhao Gongming nodded.

At this time, a hint of cunning flashed in Hou Tu's eyes, "If you can't tell the mistake of my Wu Clan's method of practicing the body, then what should you do?" ”

"Leave it to the Wu Clan, how about it?"

Zhao Gongming was very confident in his cultivation of the Nine Turns Xuanyuan Gong.

"Okay, then it's a deal."

Hou Tu nodded, and then called Xingtian over, "You practice the body refining technique of the Wu Clan." ”

"Yes, Master Zuwu."

Xing Tian did as he was told, and then began to cultivate.

There are a total of 7749 styles of the Wu Clan's physical training technique, which can bring the special nature of the Wu Clan's physique to the limit.

At this time, Xingtian demonstrated, every move, every style, is extremely standard, implying subtlety, and Houtu nodded frequently.

His witch clan's alchemy technique, inherited to his father Pangu, is unparalleled in the world, how can there be mistakes and flaws?

After each practice of Xingtian, a large amount of heaven and earth aura was infused into his body, and the strength of his physical body was constantly and slowly increasing.

Soon, after the demonstration of the 7749 style was completed, Xingtian stopped and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"After the demo, tell me where the defects are."

Even if Xingtian was defeated by Zhao Gongming in the flesh that he was best at, he was still unconvinced.

"The seven-seven-forty-nine Pangu alchemy technique you demonstrated has a total of thirty-two errors."

Zhao Gongming said slowly.

In fact, Pangu alchemy was born from the alchemy in the Nine Turns Xuanyuan Gong.

Zhao Gongming guessed that it may be that when the Twelve Ancestors were born, there were some mistakes in the inheritance, and they would make a mistake to the end.

"Thirty-two mistakes?"

Xingtian's eyes widened in disbelief, and he held back for a long time before he said, "Then tell me, what's wrong." ”

Zhao Gongming didn't speak, but walked to the side and began to practice.

There are a total of 7749 styles, and they are demonstrated in a good manner.

Most of them are the same as those demonstrated by Xingtian, but the subtleties are very different.

After the demonstration, Zhao Gongming's whole body of qi and blood condensed, turned into billowing wolf smoke, soaring, his body was like jade, glowing with a faint crystal.

"How is it possible, how can you know my witch clan's alchemy technique."

Xingtian pointed at Zhao Gongming in disbelief, unbelievable.

Houtu was not calm at this time, this alchemy technique was the same as that inherited by his Wu clan.

But the subtleties have been greatly improved, if you talk about the original alchemy of his Wu clan.

After cultivating for 100 years, you can get 90 percent of the harvest.

Then the alchemy demonstrated by this little monk, after eighty years of cultivation, he can gain 100 points.

Don't look at the difference of just a few tens of points, but over time, the gap will be unimaginably large.

Hou Tu's face froze, and with a wave of his hand, he fixed Zhao Gongming again.

"Houtu Ancestor Wu, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Gongming hurriedly shouted.

(End of chapter)