"Grandpa Shaman, where did the Shejitu go after he flew away?" In a tribe at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, several children gathered around an old man with gray hair, a necklace made of unknown things around his neck, and crutches, and asked in a chattering voice.

The old shaman looked at the round little faces around him, and said with a smile: "As for where it flew, Grandpa Shaman doesn't know. However, when I was young, I went to the great tribe in the distance, and heard the high priest there say that it seemed to be flying in the direction of our Buzhou Mountain. But in previous years, many people and even the army came to look for it, but they did not find this treasure. ”

A little boy said, "Grandpa, is the war of the gods over?"

The old shaman touched the messy hair on the little boy's head and said, "Of course it's over, it's the world of Zhou now, Shejitu flew away, the Tongtian Sect Master is not the opponent of the other four saints, so he will naturally lose, and the one who has the most on the list of gods is the one who intercepts the sect." Okay, children, Grandpa will tell you about this today, and now your Abba and Auntie should come home for dinner again. ”

"Oh, let's go, go home for dinner. A group of children left the old shaman and ran for their home with shouts of joy.

The old shaman watched the children return to their homes and was about to turn around and return to the shrine dedicated to the gods behind him, when he suddenly found a man in the shadow of the trees in the distance. This man was shrouded in black robes, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, so he stood in the shadow of the trees and looked directly at the old shaman.

The old priest sighed and said, "Since you are here, then come in and sit down." Then he entered the temple.

The man in black didn't do anything, he flew up so lightly, flew to the temple, and followed the old priest into the temple.

After entering the temple, the old priest sat down, looked at the man in black who came in, and said, "Say, what is the matter with me as an old man?"

The man in black let out a burst of ugly laughter, and then said in a voice that was neither male nor female: "I can't imagine that the co-workers among the twelve ancestral witches would be willing to be a shaman in this small tribe, it's really amazing." ”

The old shaman was not too surprised when he heard the other party tell his true identity, since the other party could find him, it meant that he already knew his identity. The co-worker stretched out a finger and pointed to a wooden bowl made of wood, and suddenly there was an extra bowl of water in the wooden bowl that had nothing in it. The co-worker drank all the water in the bowl and continued, "Now that you know my identity, then say what you have to say, don't waste my time. ”

The man in black continued to say in a strange voice, "Okay, then I'll be straight to the point." Presumably you also know that the Terran Supreme Treasure Qiankun Society Map was lost, and all the great powers in this world basically sensed that it flew back to Buzhou Mountain, you have been at the foot of this Buzhou Mountain for thousands of years, so you should know the whereabouts of the Society Map. ”

Gonggong looked at the man in black, as if he wanted to recognize the origin of the man in black, and after a while, he said: "I did stay at the foot of Buzhou Mountain for thousands of years, but after the war, Zhu Rong and I collided with Buzhou Mountain, causing a catastrophe in heaven and earth, Zhu Rong was suppressed at the bottom of Buzhou Mountain in order to atone for his sins, and I voluntarily gave up the power of the ancestral witch and became a shaman in this small tribe." Now I'm no different from a mortal except for a longer life, and you're asking me the wrong person. ”

"Really?" there was another sensational laugh under the black robe, "Even if you give up the power of the ancestral witch, the body of the ancestral witch is still there, with the ability of the ancestral witch's body to communicate the power of heaven and earth, it is impossible for you not to know the whereabouts of the Shejitu flying into Buzhou Mountain, so I suggest that you better tell me the whereabouts of the Shejitu, otherwise although I can't kill the ancestral witch body, but you also said that you are a mortal now, and you are also a mortal with a long lifespan, so I can take you away, and then find a way to get the things in your head." ”

Gonggong shook his head, "If I don't want to say it, you can't do anything about me, I think you may not know, whether it is an ancestral witch or an ordinary Wu clan, there is no other Three Realms creatures with the same spiritual sense, as long as the physical body is not destroyed, the Wu people will not be killed, but as long as the physical body is killed, then the Wu people will disappear, and they can't be reincarnated." ”

The black-robed man asked, "So, what do you want to tell me?"

Gonggong said: "I don't want to tell you anything, what I can tell you is that even if I know where the social map is, I won't tell you, don't think I don't know, the spells that can detect thoughts from people's heads are only available to the demons, I think you should be a person in the demon race, you demons want to get the Qiankun community map, want to replace the human race with this, that's impossible." ”

Seeing that the co-workers discovered their identity, the black-robed man was silent for a moment and said: "You are right, although the Qiankun Society is still suppressing the fortunes of the human race, but this Nanzhan Continent is so big, and it can shelter only such a small area. After the Great War of the Gods, the two sects suffered huge losses, and all the saints in order to circumvent the Heavenly Dao set by the Dao Ancestors, they should not get involved in the affairs of the human race in the next thousand years, so this is a good time for my demon race to rise. ”

The man in black said his purpose, which is taken for granted in the eyes of the co-workers, before the Lich War, the demon clan and the demon clan walked together, one in charge of the sky and the other in charge of the earth, as the demon clan retreated to Beiju Luzhou, the witch clan gradually mixed with the human race, the demon clan went away to the desolate land of Xiniu Hezhou, and survived under the noses of the two saints, now the saint is dormant, there is no saint in the world, how can the demon clan let go of such a good opportunity.

Gonggong didn't speak, stood up and knelt down towards the Pangu statue in the temple, ignoring the demons behind him.

Seeing that Gonggong didn't take himself seriously, the black-clothed demon clan said sharply: "Gonggong, since you are so ignorant of lifting, then don't blame me for being rude." ”

Gonggong was unmoved, and the black-clothed demon clan was a little angry, "Okay, let's see if you are still so stubborn in front of my demon clan Styx Ancestor." After speaking, a miserable white palm stretched out under the black robe, and the black-clothed demon clan did not see it, the palm gradually turned red, and a blood-colored vortex gradually appeared in the palm of the palm. The black-clothed demon clan aimed his palm at the co-worker kneeling in front of the statue of Pangu, "receiving", only to see that the co-worker gradually became smaller and was sucked into the whirlpool of the black-clothed demon's palm, and then the black-clothed demon disappeared in place, as if he had never been there, but he didn't find that there was an extra trace of water on the futon that the co-worker was kneeling on just now.

As night fell, a shepherd boy led a black cow with several bundles of dry wood on its back to the temple. When he found no one in the temple, the shepherd boy shouted, "Grandpa, I'm back, where are you?"

The shepherd boy searched the temple but found no trace of his grandfather, and finally returned to the temple and found a puddle of water on the futon in front of the statue of Pangu. The futon for kneeling down to worship the idol is made of hay, but the puddle of water can remain on the futon without loss, and the little shepherd boy thinks that it is not so simple. Remembering what his grandfather had handed over to him before, the little shepherd boy bit his finger, and a drop of red mixed with a little white blood flowed out, dripping on the water trail.

After the shepherd boy's blood merged with the water trail on the futon, the water trail changed. The trail of water evaporated, and a cloud of smoke rose, and then the smoke gathered into a human form, which was the same as the co-worker who had been kneeling on it before. When the shepherd boy saw his grandfather's appearance, he was very happy and wanted to go up and hug him, but he found that he had not hugged him, and he passed through his grandfather's body.

When the co-workers condensed into the smoke saw the shepherd boy, they said, "Meng Huai, you are back, very good." If you can see this stall of water, it means that you haven't forgotten what I taught you, and grandpa is very happy. Grandpa left you temporarily, and when you grow up, you can go to Grandpa. Now that Grandpa isn't with you, I need you to find someone. Wait a minute you remove this futon, there is a little pit underneath, drip your blood on it, and then the idol of Pangu the Father will move away, and there is a passage underneath, and you follow the passage all the way, and when you get to the end, you will find the person I want you to find, and he will tell you what to do next. After the co-worker finished speaking, the smoke gradually cleared, and the shepherd boy was left alone in the temple.