"Hehe," Wu Shi said with a smile, "Childe wants me to do divination for you, but I can't move now, how can this be good." ”

"Knife, don't fall for his tricks!" Yin Meng reminded.

"Senior Sister's words reminded me, just now you are still plotting against me and want to take my body, how do you want me to trust a witch, and how can I be sure that this is not your trick?" said Tu Xiaodao to Wu Shi.

"Is this," Wu Shi smiled, "I can't prove anything to Childe, the reason why I want to take it away is just to have a physical body, and now Childe has reshaped my body with the art of creation, and I have nothing else to ask for." ”

"I won't believe you without convincing me of a reason. Tu Xiaodao stared at Wu Shi and said.

"Alas," Wu Shi sighed, "Childe knows that in the prophecy of the Wu Clan, you are the Holy Son of the Wu Clan. ”

"I've heard this from another Wican, and I'm wondering how you can be sure that I'm the Son of the Wican, what kind of prophecy is that, and where does this prophecy come from? ”

"As long as you have the blood of the Wu clan, the first time you see the Holy Son, you will know that he is the Holy Son—that is the instinct of the bloodline. The Holy Son is a container, a container for the ancestral god Yuanshen, and as for these statements, it naturally comes from the witch book. ”

"The prophecy about the Holy Son comes from the witch's tome in the hands of the Ancestral Witch?" asked the butcher knife.

"Not bad. Wu Shi nodded, "Since I know that you are the Holy Son, I naturally want to seize your physical body." ”

"You're very honest. Tu Xiaodao looked at Wu Shi and said.

"I'll admit I'm not a good person, but in the face of hypocrites and real villains, Childe definitely likes to deal with the latter. ”

"But you've changed your mind now?"

"Yes, I've changed my mind," said the Witch History, "in fact, in the legends of the Witch Clan, there is a being that is older than the ancestral god. ”

"Are you talking about 'ancestral source'?" asked Tu Xiaodao.

"Childe knows a lot about the Wu Clan," Wu Shi said, "Does that Childe know that the Holy Son of the Wu Clan is related to the ancestor?" ”

"Oh, I want to hear about it. ”

"Knife ......" Yin Meng raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the butcher knife.

I only heard Tu Xiaodao say: "Senior sister, listen to him." ”

"Every time there is a great catastrophe of heaven and earth, the holy son of the Wu clan will be born in this universe. Wu Shi said, "Every generation of the Holy Son is related to the ancestral origin. ”

"Fuck your shit," Huang Xiaojian scolded, "What are you bullshit?"

"Xiaojian, don't mess around. ”

Tu Xiaodao stopped Huang Xiaojian and continued to ask Wu Shidao: "What do you say have to do with my parents?"

"Childe, do you know about the last catastrophe?"

"As far as I know, the last Great Tribulation was a human emperor tribulation 100 million years ago. ”

"This catastrophe is actually a continuation of the previous catastrophe, and Childe's life experience may be related to these two catastrophes. ”

"How do you know this?"

"Don't forget, Childe, I'm the master of the witch clan, and I know many secrets in the universe," Wu Shi said, "Although as a master, there will be many restrictions on the way of cultivation, but there are many advantages in astrological divination, so the master is often proficient in the art of divination." ”

"Hmm. Tu Xiaodao nodded.

"However, the divination of the witch clan also has many taboos. ”

"For example?"

"For example, the people of the witch tribe are not allowed to do divination about the Son, otherwise they will be repelled by witchcraft. ”

"As a result, you secretly did a divination about the Son? It seems that you are very dishonest. Tu Xiaodao said.

"I've never glossed it over. ”

"What are the results of the divination?"

"As a result, my cave was destroyed, and my physical body was also worn out by the Heavenly Dao. ”

"But at least your primordial spirit hasn't been destroyed, so it's not too bad," Tu Xiaodao asked, "What's the result of your divination?"

"My whole body is banned, how can I present a hexagram for my son?" Wu Shi said, with a wry smile on his face.

"It's not that hard, I can help you. Tu Xiaodao said, injecting a force into Wu Shi's body, Wu Shi's body can move freely, but he is still under the control of Tu Xiaodao, and then in front of Wu Shi, a cloud of yellow smoke and dust floats, that is the creation of dust.

"Childe, please take a look. Wu Shi said, and used the creation dust given by the butcher knife to reveal the hexagram of the hexagram he had occupied before.

The creation dust continued to gather and disperse, conjuring up many distorted images, and Yin Meng and Huang Xiaojian saw that they were in a fog and had no clue at all.

At this time, Wu Shi asked, "Childe, do you understand?"

"It's just that I can see three or four out of ten of them, and there are many things at the level of laws that I can't understand at all, so the choice made according to the hexagram is actually a gamble. ”

"In the prophecy of the Wu clan, the Holy Son represents destruction, and the art of creation represents creation, Childe has both the identity of the Holy Son and understands the art of creation, and the balance between destruction and creation in Childe's body makes Childe look so special, so I am convinced that Childe is the person I am waiting for. ”

"Oh?" said Tu Xiaodao's noncommittal expression.

"Is that son willing to let me calculate a hexagram for you?"

"Yes. "It's just that I'm not sure what you can get out of it?"

"I," said Wu Shi after a pause, "if everything is as shown in the hexagram, I may become a witch god." ”

"Little knife," Yin Meng said, "people of the Wu Clan, don't deal with them!"

"Senior sister, I know it in my heart. ”

Tu Xiaodao said and said to Wu Shi: "Please count a hexagram for me." ”

"I can't ask for it," Wu Shi smiled inexplicably, "but Childe needs to help me take out something." ”

"What?"

"A piece of witch grass. ”

"Where?"

"It's hidden in my femur. Wu Shi said, with the power of the slaughtering knife, from his leg bones, dug out the witch grass, this witch grass is about three inches long, crystal like snow, and there are several pitch-black textures intertwined on it, which is very eye-catching.

"Where did this witch grass come from?" asked Butcher Knife.

"It came from the shores of the Witch Pond," said Wu Shi, "and it would be a long story to tell." Childe, now I still need a drop of your essence blood. ”

"Little knife, don't be fooled by his gossip!" Yin Meng and Huang Xiaojian shouted in unison.

"Childe, it seems that they have some misunderstandings about me, as for how to choose, it depends on your own choice. ”

Tu Xiaodao pondered for a moment, stretched out his fingers, and a drop of his essence blood flew in front of Wu Shi, who used that drop of essence blood as ink, and slowly drew witch patterns on the witch grass, and after about a stick of incense, the witch grass was already covered with blood-colored witch lines.

Subsequently, Wu Shi began to recite the obscure witch clan method, and then, the witch grass began to burn, the witch grass burned to produce black smoke, the black smoke condensed in the sky, and gradually transformed into a city in the dark night, it was a circular city, the city wall was crystal like jade, in the dark night, emitting a light like water, like a full moon.

Suddenly, the black smoke dispersed, re-converged, and turned into a stone tower, there was a broken stone door at the top of the stone tower, and the divine thought of the butcher knife was attracted by the stone door, and he couldn't help but probe his divine sense into it.

The complicated pictures came one after another, and for a while, Tu Xiaodao was at a loss, and at this moment, the witch grass burned out, the black smoke also dissipated without a trace, and Tu Xiaodao's divine sense was instantly withdrawn.