Chapter Thirty-Four: Pangu Palace: The Thoughts of the Wu Clan
Hou Tu stared at Zhao Gongming and said in a deep voice.
"What is your origin, how did you know my Wu clan's Pangu Alchemy?"
"One of the three Qings of Kunlun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, I am the chief of the Shangqing lineage, and Zhao Gongming is also."
"Lingbao Heavenly Venerable's first disciple?"
Hou Tu looked at Zhao Gongming with a suspicious expression.
"Ancestral witches don't believe it?"
Zhao Gongming ran the Shangqing Immortal Method, and suddenly a Xuanmen authentic charm came to his face.
"It's indeed the authentic breath of the Xuanmen."
Hou Tu is an ancestral witch, and she has also been there when Dao Ancestor Zixiao Palace preached.
Daozu only accepted Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhun Ti, and Lead, six apprentices, and taught Xuanmen Immortal Method.
Zhao Gongming in front of him, the Xuanmen aura on his body is so thick, there is no doubt that he must be a disciple of the six people.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Sanqing, so all of this can be connected."
Houtu thought of Sanqing again, and most of the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.
After the fall of Pangu's father, the essence and blood turned into the twelve ancestral witches, and the primordial gods turned into Kunlun Sanqing.
Both have received a portion of the lineage of Pangu Father.
Strictly speaking, there are still some kinship between the Wu clan and the Sanqing.
The reason why Zhao Gongming was able to demonstrate such a perfect Pangu alchemy technique must be that he accepted the inheritance of the Three Qings.
"It turned out to be a disciple of Sanqing Daoyou, and I have offended a lot, so please don't blame Xiaodaoyou."
Hou Tu waved his hand and hurriedly lifted the means of imprisoning Zhao Gongming.
"Little Daoyou?"
Zhao Gongming was suddenly a little angry, saying that he could endure anything, saying that he was small, and he couldn't bear it.
"Gongming Daoyou."
Houtu said it very seriously.
"It turns out that this is the real Pangu Alchemy, I was wrong before!"
At this time, Xingtian also walked out of the state of lost soul, and his eyes were shining.
began to learn from Zhao Gongming's appearance and practiced one by one.
After a set of alchemy techniques, the aura on Xingtian's body has risen a lot!
After the five sets of alchemy techniques were completed, the aura on Xingtian's body had climbed to the peak limit of the Golden Immortal!
After ten sets of alchemy were finished, only a "boom" could be heard.
The breath on Xingtian's body was like a volcanic eruption, and the terrifying power of qi and blood seemed to have turned into substance, constantly impacting.
Xingtian, after completing ten sets of alchemy, he suddenly realized the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal from the peak of the Golden Immortal.
After the breakthrough of Xingtian, his spirit was shocked, and he hurriedly came to Zhao Gongming, bowed his hand, and said very seriously.
"Wu Clan, thank you for your help."
"Daoist friends don't have to be polite, get up quickly."
Zhao Gongming played a mana and hurriedly held Xingtian up.
Xingtian's move increased a lot of goodwill in Zhao Gongming's heart.
It seems that the Wu Clan is not as simple-minded, well-limbed, and irritable as he thought.
Zhao Gongming smiled at Houtu, "Lord Ancestral Witch, I have pointed out and corrected the mistakes of the alchemy technique, I don't know the ancient blood pool."
"A few days ago, my Wu clan held a Golden Immortal Monk Competition, Xingtian won the first place, and got a chance to go to the Pangu Blood Pool, and now he has broken through the Taiyi Golden Immortal, this opportunity, then let it be given to you."
"I'm fine."
Zhao Gongming nodded directly.
"Okay, then you can go to Pangu Hall with me."
"To Pangu Palace?"
Houtu explained, "The Pangu Blood Pool is very important, and I still need to inform my brothers. ”
"So you can't call the shots."
Zhao Gongming was a little frustrated, but the matter had come to this point, so he could only go with Houtu.
Houtu asked Xingtian to take the little black tiger back to the Houtu tribe to stabilize the realm.
He took Zhao Gongming and rushed to the depths of Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Palace.
On the way, Zhao Gongming asked curiously, "Lord Ancestral Wu, I heard that the innate Dao body is the most suitable for the cultivation path, why doesn't the Wu clan show people with the innate Dao body?" ”
"My Wu clan does not have a primordial god, and only refines the body on weekdays, and there is no gap between the innate Dao body and our ancestral witch body."
"Oh, that's it."
Zhao Gongming nodded hurriedly, and then asked in a low voice.
"Then I don't know that Lord Ancestral Witch can transform into the appearance of an innate Dao body?"
Houtu looked Zhao Gongming up and down, but still met Zhao Gongming's request.
As soon as the thought moved, the huge innate Dao body instantly changed into the appearance of the innate Dao body.
After changing into the innate Dao body, the appearance has undergone earth-shattering changes.
With a height of about 1.7 meters, his black hair is like a waterfall, and his facial features are exquisite, as if he was made of white jade by God, and he can't find a flaw.
Wearing a pale yellow long skirt, it sets off the thin waist of the willow and holds it in her hand.
The body is graceful and exquisite, and the body exudes a faint fragrance, which makes people feel ape.
For a while, even Zhao Gongming was a little stunned!
"What's wrong?"
Houtu asked.
"It's nothing, I just think Niangniang's innate Dao body is very beautiful."
Houtu showed a knowing smile on his face, and his mood suddenly became very good.
No matter who it is, it is very happy to be praised for being good-looking, and Zu Wu is no exception.
Houtu took Zhao Gongming and soon came to the front of the Pangu Palace.
Pangu Palace, the door of the hall is extremely tall, the whole body is black, simple and heavy, exuding a faint coercion.
It is the place where the Twelve Ancestors practice and discuss matters on weekdays.
As soon as Houtu waved his hand, the gate of the Pangu Hall creaked, and then parted to both sides.
Suddenly, a wild and eternal atmosphere came to the face, making people feel the changes of the years.
Houtu walked in with Zhao Gongming, only to see that in the Pangu Palace, there were only three ancestral witches.
One is like a yellow sac, red as a fire, six-legged and four-winged, and faceless, and is the ancestor of space speed.
A green bamboo, a bird body and a human face, feet and two dragons, for the ancestor of the wood Wu Jumang.
There is also one, a beast-headed human body, wearing red scales, piercing fire snakes in his ears, and stepping on fire dragons, for the ancestor of fire.
The three ancestral witches naturally exuded a very huge amount of pressure.
Even if Zhao Gongming carried the mana, he was a little out of breath.
"Sister Houtu, why did you bring a little monk from the outside world to my Pangu Palace?"
A voice like Huang Zhong Da Lu sounded, full of a sense of oppression, which was exactly what Di Jiang, the head of the ancestral witch, said.
"Brother, this person is not an ordinary small cultivator, he has a great background, and he has also done my Wu clan a great favor."
"Busy?" Di Jiang frowned, "What did you do to help my Wu Clan?" ”
"Improving the alchemy technique of my witch clan has increased the efficiency a lot."
Houtu told the three ancestors about Zhao Gongming and Xingtian in detail, and at the same time told Zhao Gongming's identity.
After hearing this, Di Jiang couldn't help but feel a touch of interest in his heart.
At the moment, the Lich War, the strength of the witch and the demon is almost the same.
If you can use Zhao Gongming to pull Sanqing to the camp of his witch clan and defeat the demon clan, it won't be a matter of minutes?
Di Jiang showed a smile on his face, and bowed his head at Zhao Gongming, "It turned out to be a disciple of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, no wonder at a young age, there is a peak of the Golden Immortal, I am the ancestor Wu Di Jiang, I am polite." ”
(End of chapter)