Under the big green tree, Tsing Yi strokes the qin, the original clear sound, the silk into the heart, into the grass heart, into the wood heart, into the witch heart, into the childlike heart of the little bud.

Xiao Ya'er calmed down, although the little girl's palm-sized little face was pale, but there was less distressing and painful expression, there was a shallow smile on the little face, and there was a little more of Xiao Ya'er's own perseverance between her immature eyebrows.

Shi Ji was still playing the unfinished music unconsciously, she was chanting obscure incantations in her mouth, and one by one cyan incantations floated to the top of the little girl's head as a faint green light, and the incantations were connected, and the green light was wrapped into a halo.

The little girl blinked her big innocent eyes and looked curiously at the gentle aura above her head, not only her, but also her mother, friends, and clansmen, all held their breath and looked at the magical and beautiful aura on the top of the little girl's head.

"Ding!"

The last note and the last spell were thrown into the aura, and the faint aura fell on the little bud'er's head, as if she had put a fluorescent green wreath on the little girl, and the little girl timidly stretched out her little hand and touched it gently, and her fingers passed through the light, but she didn't touch anything.

The aftersound surrounds Aoki, and the clear sound dissipates for a long time, and the aura gradually fades.

"Gone?"

"It's gone!"

The little ones were surprised and disappointed, and the little people looked at Shi Ji with their eyes turned to them, they wanted to listen to the good sound and wear a beautiful halo.

Shi Ji smiled at the little ones and lowered her head, and the moment she lowered her head, there was an extra word 'Chuan' in the center of her eyebrows.

She started by encouraging Little Sprout to fight against Aoki Shasha with her own will with pure piano sounds, and later incorporated simple grass and wood charms.

The incantations of the Aoki mantra are all wood-based witchcraft, the effect is unsatisfactory, the witch spell and the original qin sound are difficult to integrate for some reason, the original qin sound is elegant, and the pronunciation of the witch spell is thick and difficult, just like the green clouds in the sky and the yellow mud on the ground, and less than a piece.

"Kid, how did you do that?"

The old witch, who had only come back to his senses for a long time, looked at Shi Ji with burning eyes and asked excitedly.

Shi Ji was thinking about his own affairs for a long time but didn't react.

The old witch was flushed and asked eagerly, "How did you achieve the blessing of the wood god?"

"Wood God Blessing?" Shi Ji looked at the old witch blankly, what kind of wood god blessed?

"Child, goo!" the old witch swallowed, and he danced excitedly, "You know what......? You just ...... You've just completed a Wood God Sacrifice by yourself!"

"Wood God Sacrifice...... This is the Wood God Sacrifice......" The old witch was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and the whole person became fanatical.

"What?

"Is it really a wood god sacrifice?"

"I'll just say how familiar!"

"It seems to be a little weaker!"

The young and old witches of Qingmiao were all fanatical, and their eyes when they looked at Shi Ji were several times hotter than the old witch, and they looked at Shi Ji as if they were looking at a family treasure.

Shi Ji frowned, she didn't like the feeling of being looked at like this, Shi Ji got up and bowed to the old witch, and said, "Please also ask the elder to solve your doubts?"

The old witch felt very strange about Shi Ji's indifferent and even somewhat angry reaction, he looked at Shi Ji carefully from head to toe, and the old man sighed deeply, and said, "You kid shouldn't have anyone to teach, you must have suffered a lot when you cultivate to the Heavenly Witch Realm, right?"

Shi Ji neither nodded nor shook his head, the old witch thought that he had aroused Shi Ji's sadness, and he was even more sure of his guess.

The old man sighed and said, "Child, no one taught you before, if you don't dislike it today, the old witch will tell you about it?"

Shi Ji bowed, but still did not speak.

The old witch looked upright, and said solemnly: "Our witch clan is divided into twelve main veins, and the twelve veins belong to most of them, corresponding to the twelve ancestral witches...... What flows in his body is the blood of the wood witch of Lord Jumang. ”

"The witches of your Houtu tribe...... There is the blood of the earth witch of the Houtu Lord in the body, so we witches don't have to work hard to seek the way from heaven and earth like other inferior races, our witch clan just needs to continue to strengthen their witch body, as long as the witch body is strong enough, the magic power of our witch clan will naturally appear. ”

The old witch paused and asked, "Do you know why?"

Shi Ji thought for a moment and replied, "Bloodline." ”

The old witch smiled and nodded, "Yes, it is the bloodline, every witch has the blood of the ancestor witch in his body, and the ancestor witch has the blood of the ancient ancestor in his body, this flood is opened up by our ancestors, we don't need to ask for the Tao from heaven and earth at all, the laws of heaven and earth are just the incarnation of Pangu Ancestor after his death, what is there to ask for." ”

The old witch smiled proudly and said: "We inherit the bloodline of the ancient ancestors, and the supernatural power is countless times stronger than those so-called avenues, as a witch, we only need to continue to strengthen the bloodline, why bother like those miscellaneous demon clans......

Shi Ji's mouth twitched, she seemed to hear a "rich second generation" swing, although the old witch didn't know how many generations Pangu had, but he told the fact that the Wu clan was born with a huge amount of wealth, and they couldn't dig up the bloodline treasures left by Pangu all their lives.

Other cultivators are bitter people who climb up from the bottom haha, one by one they come to make a living between heaven and earth, reach heaven and earth, practice hard, practice qi and practice gods, and are also subject to the control of heaven, look at the face of heaven, every step up is full of disasters, and they have to behave properly, because there is a Hongjun under the heavens, and there are saints under the Hongjun.

"Now you know how noble our witch is, this world is left to our witch clan by our ancestors, those mongrels of the demon clan are just thieves, sooner or later we will eat them all. The old witch finally gritted his teeth.

"Ahem...... Ahem...... "Shi Ji choked on saliva again.

The old witch glanced at Shi Ji proudly, he thought that his bold words had shocked Shi Ji, the old man smiled, and made persistent efforts: "When people are old, they love to nag about these, I look forward to the day when you children can kill the demon court, kill all those miscellaneous pieces, and regain the heaven of our witch clan." ”

Shi Ji laughed silently, he didn't dare to answer, the old man's wish is a bit grand!

I don't know what I thought, the old witch's mood fell again, and the old man said in a gloomy mood: "I don't know if I can see that day?

"Grandpa Wu, you are the first war witch of our Qingmiao, have you ever killed the demon court and fought the demon handsome......"

The old witch smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and said, "If you are old, you can't accept the old, your flesh and blood will be exhausted, and you will have an old bone!"

In the twilight years of the heroes, the faces of the young monks were sad, and the Qingmiao people looked at the old trees that had sheltered them from the wind and rain, and they were all sad.