In the Pangu Palace, Xu Siyuan sat on the podium.

He had heard countless sermons, and today it was his turn to preach for the Witch Clan.

Unlike the last time, when only hundreds of blood cocoons approached Xu Siyuan, this time almost all the blood cocoons were listening.

It is difficult to know the passage of time in the Pangu Palace, Xu Siyuan doesn't know how many times he has spoken it, and Xu Siyuan doesn't know how long he has been speaking.

A blood cocoon cracked, and out of it came a witch clan, who opened his mouth and said, "Thank you for teaching the Fa." ”

"Although I preach the Fa, I won't accept you as a disciple, just call me Taoist!" Xu Siyuan said.

"Thank you, the aisle, for passing on the Fa!" the witch said respectfully.

Xuan Ming on the side was overjoyed, the body of the Wu clan who came out of the blood cocoon was still strong, but the body and soul of this Wu clan were separated.

He is a witch, but he can also cultivate the Dao Law.

Soon more and more blood cocoons cracked, and millions of witches came out of the blood cocoons.

Millions of witch clans bow their heads in unison, even though they don't have the name of master and apprentice, but they can't fail to worship the grace of spreading the law!

Xu Siyuan accepted this gift calmly.

The sermon is over!

Xu Siyuan entered the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Chi You, who had traveled abroad, had also returned, and Xuan Ming said to Chi You: "These newborn witch clans will all be under your command." ”

Chi You did not shirk, he, the Thirteen Ancestors, should also have his own clansmen.

Xu Siyuan looked at the newly-born millions of Wu Clan, and his task of coming to the Wu Clan to teach the Dharma had been completed.

It's time to leave!

Xu Siyuan looked around and said, "What are the other ancestors all busy with?"

Xuan Ming opened his mouth and said, "You're asking Houtu, right?"

Xu Siyuan did not deny it.

Xuan Ming said: "The demon clan can go to the ground, and my Wu clan must also be able to go to the heavens, my Wu clan is forging the Tower of Babel, and one day my Wu clan will cut down the sky." ”

Although Buzhou Mountain is connected to heaven and earth, there are too few witch clans who can climb Buzhou Mountain.

Xu Siyuan asked: "Is it Houtu's idea?"

"No," Xuan Ming said: "When my Wu clan and the demon clan had a feud, I and other ancestral witches had this idea, but my Wu clan is not good at refining weapons, but after Hou Tu cultivates the Yuan Shen, he can try refining weapons." ”

"But the earth is your home field!" Xu Siyuan said.

"Have you ever seen a witch who only passively takes a beating?"

Xu Siyuan didn't persuade anymore, Xu Siyuan knew that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait for the day when the Wu Clan would refine the Tower of Babel, but this was no longer something he could control.

At this time, Xuan Ming said to Xu Siyuan: "I couldn't entertain you well at the banquet last time, and then the eldest brother ordered to go down, my Wu clan recently found a spirit fruit, and that spirit fruit should be pretty good." This spiritual fruit is outside the Pangu Palace, and you come with me. ”

Xu Siyuan followed Xuan Ming to the outside of the Pangu Palace, where a fruit tree was being planted in an open space.

There are nine fruits on this tree, and each fruit has two characters on it—Huangzhong.

"It turned out to be Huang Zhongli!"

Xuan Ming said with a smile: "People who have seen it call it Huangzhong Li, it is said that this tree blooms once every 10,000 years, bears fruit once every 10,000 years, and matures after 10,000 years, and there are only nine fruits in 30,000 years,"

"If the gods smell the fragrance of flowers, they can get ten thousand years of Taoism, and if mortals are lucky enough to eat a fruit, they can become golden immortals. ”

Huang Zhongli is one of the top ten innate spirit roots, but he didn't expect to be found by the Wu clan.

Seeing that Xu Siyuan was a little surprised, Xuan Ming spoke: "My Wu clan is the master of the earth, and there is nothing commendable about finding an innate spirit root. This Huang Zhongli will be given to you. ”

"It's too precious, and I'll pick one fruit enough. ”

Although Xu Siyuan came to the Wu clan to teach the law, he was able to enter the Pangu Hall and see the heart of Pangu, and Xu Siyuan and the Wu clan did not owe each other.

"This is what the eldest brother means," Xuan Ming said, "And although you don't have the blood of the Wu clan, you are also half of the same clan in our eyes, this fruit is of little use to us, but it is of great use to you." ”

"And," Xuan Ming sighed in a low voice, "My sister has been a lot more silent since she cultivated the Yuan Shen, although we don't believe that my Wu clan will be defeated, but,"

Xuan Ming paused for a moment before saying: "No matter what, the saint will always live forever, if there is really that day, please ask Xiaoyou to help take care of the thirteenth brother and his clansmen." This Huang Zhongli can be regarded as the reward given to you in advance. ”

"Actually, if you don't get paid, you can help me!" Xu Siyuan said the truth.

"Take it, this tree is estimated to be raised to death in my Wu clan, and," Xuan Ming sighed: "Actually, my sister and I still owe you a favor in Buzhou Mountain, but I don't know if there will be a chance to pay it back in the future." ”

"Sister, Chiyou doesn't need anyone to take care of you! I'll take care of my people too!"

I don't know when Chi You quietly came behind Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming looked at Chi You and smiled: "I know that one day Xiao Chi You will become a real ancestral witch, but my sister is just your younger brother, so I always have to be partial to you!"

"Little Chiyou, live, live well, at least until the day you truly become an ancestral witch!"

"When that day comes, you can raise your chest and say to your sister: You have grown up!"

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The Wuyuan tribe is a scorched earth.

Patriarch Amara, the head of the body is separated.

The rest of the tribe also died miserably.

Of the huge tribes, only Tuyuan, who went out hunting, survived.

The Wu clan had no tears, but blood flowed from the eyes of Tu Yuan, who looked at the corpses everywhere.

Among these dead witches were his friends, his relatives, his elders...

Here is his tribe, his homeland, his memories, his everything!

But all of them are gone!

Tuyuan dug a pit and buried the clansmen together.

In front of the grave of the clan, Tu Yuan repented: "Patriarch, if I don't chase the prey so far, maybe something will happen to the tribe. Patriarch, you know that I don't want to be a patriarch the least. ”

"But from today onwards, I Tuyuan will be the patriarch of the Wuyuan tribe, even if I am the only one in the tribe, but as long as I live for one day, my Wuyuan tribe will exist forever. ”

Tu Yuan suddenly remembered something: he may be the only witch alive in the Wuyuan tribe.

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The flood is beautiful, and the name is Chang'e.

Chang'e is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that no one is willing to make her sad.

Hou Yi was also reluctant.

But today Chang'e wept.

Because Tuyuan is here.

Chang'e knew that she would have no parents from now on, and where would she go to find her homeland from now on.

Chang'e wept, and Hou Yi was heartbroken.

"Chang'e, don't cry, I'm going to avenge your father. ”

Chang'e is still crying.

Hou Yi comforted: "Also, if the demon clan kills your relatives, I will have to pay for the lives of hundreds of millions of demon clans, and I can't kill so much by myself." Chang'e, don't cry, my Wu Clan's ancestral court has a divine bow, I will go to the ancestral court today to borrow a bow, I will pay for the demon clan's blood debt!"

"Chang'e, wait for me to come back!"

"Wait until I come back to avenge you!"

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Heavenly Court, today's ten princes of the demon clan have all turned to Heavenly Court.

Emperor Jun's herald: Suspend the soldiers.

Not for anything else, just for today's Xihe gave birth to twelve daughters for Dijun.

What Di Jun gave to his son was blood-stained glory, but what he gave to his daughter was his father's spoiling.

Emperor Jun wants to put on a feast, and he wants the whole world to celebrate.

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At the same time.

Purple Qi comes to enter the heavenly court!

Purple qi comes from the east, when a saint is born!

Taiyi is about to be sanctified!