Chapter 33 The Enlightenment of the Immortals, the Calculations of the Immortals

"I didn't expect the Wu Clan to intervene, it seems that this battle for the Holy Throne is not simple!" said to the Holy Mother of Wudang with deep meaning.

The monks scattered to search for traces of Xuanming, but the disciples of the sect did not disperse, but still gathered together.

At this time, after hearing the words of Our Lady of Jin Ling, Our Lady of Wudang paused slightly, showed a thoughtful expression, and then said:

"Xuanming Ancestor Wu already has a primordial god, and it is reasonable to compete for the holy position. ”

As soon as the words of Our Lady fell, she heard the clouds say:

"That's right! When I was in the Zixiao Palace before, it was rumored that the Xuanming Ancestor Wu had cultivated the Yuan Shen! It's a pity that our minds were attracted by the Holy Throne and didn't pay attention to it!"

"Huh!"

Our Lady of Wudang smiled indifferently, turned her head to look at the clouds, and said:

"Why don't we wait, everyone has already seen the expressions of the senior sisters, obviously they don't notice this!"

Speaking of this, an inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the Holy Mother of Wudang.

In fact, compared to Xuan Ming's cultivation of the Yuan Shen, what surprised the Holy Mother of Wu was more Xuan Ming's Yuan Shen cultivation.

In the eyes of Our Lady of Wudang, the Wu clan has always only refined the physical body, but they know nothing about the Heavenly Dao.

In such a situation, even if he cultivated the Yuan Shen, he would not be able to improve in such a short period of time.

It can be observed that the cultivation of the primordial god of Xuan Ming has reached the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and in such a short period of time, it has been promoted to this point, and the Holy Mother of Wu Dang can't believe it.

In fact, what the Holy Mother of Wudang thought was a deviation, and the Wu clan's perception of the way of heaven was by no means inferior to that of ordinary monks, or even better.

Everyone in the world thinks that the relics of the Pangu Great God inherit Lao Tzu, the primordial, Tongtian, and Houtu four people, just because the four of them have the four points of the Pangu Great God, and the cultivation is a smooth road.

Relatively speaking, the Wu clan is the direct bloodline of the Pangu God, but the legacy obtained is far inferior to the four people of Tongtian, just because the people of the Wu clan cannot cultivate the Yuan Shen, they have never been able to do the great way, compared to the four people of Tongtian, they have fallen behind.

In fact, it is not the case, the income of the Wu clan is not worse than the four people of Tongtian, and it is even better.

At that time, in addition to being physically strong, the Eleven Ancestral Witches were still able to control the elements of heaven and earth.

This ability to manipulate the elements of heaven and earth is not a supernatural power, but the rudimentary form of the power of law.

You must know that Tongtian and Houtu have gone through a lot of hardships before they can comprehend the power of the law, and then their cultivation is even more difficult, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

After the eleventh ancestor witch was born, he had initially controlled the power of the law, and its power can be imagined.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao is a combination of many laws, and cultivating the power of the laws is equivalent to comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

With such a Wu clan's perception of the Heavenly Dao, how could it be weak?

Don't say that the immortals of the desolation are in this matter, even the Wu clan itself is ignorant, and they can't know what it is, and they don't even know it.

The only person who knows about this is probably Hongjun Ancestor!

However, Hongjun Ancestor did not want to see the rise of the Wu Clan, so he naturally would not inform the Wu Clan of this matter.

At this time, I only heard Wuyun Xian suddenly interject and said:

"Senior sister, since the Wu clan is involved, what should I do?"

"Huh?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang looked at the dark cloud fairy in surprise and asked suspiciously:

"What does the Wu Clan have to do with me?"

"Ahem!"

Wuyunxian coughed lightly, his eyes were slightly dodgy, and he said:

"Senior sister also knows that Uncle Houtu attaches great importance to the Wu clan and has helped him many times......!

As he spoke, he looked at the Virgin of Wudang.

Listening to Wuyun Xian's words, the Holy Mother of Wudang frowned, she really hadn't thought of the relationship between Houtu before.

"This ......" Our Lady of Wudang looked hesitant, her heart was very complicated, and she seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

Seeing this, the Holy Mother of Jin Ling on the side thought for a moment and said:

"In my sister's opinion, we don't need to worry. The teacher and uncle should already know about this matter, and if there is any change, they will definitely notify us, and we only need to act according to the order, and we don't need to pay attention to anything else. ”

When the Virgin Mary heard this, her eyes lit up, and she nodded and said:

"What my sister said is very true!"

Seeing this, Wuyun Xian frowned slightly, hesitated, and asked:

"Then do we still want to search for the traces of the Xuanming Ancestor Witch?"

After speaking, he cautiously glanced at the Holy Mother of Wudang, and then bowed his head and fell silent.

Hearing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang was slightly stunned, pondered for a moment, and said:

"It is not yet known whether the teacher and uncle have a new pardon. Now I'll just wait for business as usual, and nothing else!"

Wuyun Xian frowned slightly and asked:

"That ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was stopped by the Virgin Mary.

At that moment, I saw a gleam in the eyes of the Holy Mother of Wudang, and said quietly:

"Needless to say, we just need to follow the people of the Feng Clan!"

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In the mountain col of the Demon Realm, a black shadow flickered and flickered, faintly visible, this black shadow was the ancestral witch Xuanming.

After capturing Hongmeng Purple Qi the previous time, Xuan Ming used the method of space to escape here.

The gate of the underworld is between the four continents, and everyone can guess that after Xuan Ming captures the Hongmeng purple qi, he must rush back to the underworld.

Therefore, the road to the underworld must be full of thorns.

With this in mind, Xuan Ming had decided earlier that he wanted to go the opposite way and avoid the demon realm where people rarely visited, and it would be difficult for everyone to find it for a while.

As for why Xuan Ming chose the Demon Realm, instead of the four continents or sea regions, it was because the aura of the Wu Clan was similar to that of the people of the Demon Sect.

Moreover, there are still demon clans entrenched in the demon world, as we all know, the lich is a natural enemy, and everyone will not expect that Xuan Ming will hide in the hinterland of the demon clan.

As Xuan Ming thought, after everyone saw that he had fled with Hongmeng purple qi, most of the monks had rushed to the entrance to the underworld, ready to wait for the rabbit, waiting for Xuan Ming to throw himself into the net.

However, there are also some clever people who guessed what Xuan Ming thought, and rushed to Beiju Luzhou, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou, and even Xiniuhezhou, which is far away, to search.

As for the Demon Realm, there really aren't many people who come here to search.

Of course, compared to the many people who are waiting for the rabbit, the number of people who go around is nearly half.

"Phew!"

After carefully observing for a while, Xuan Ming finally determined that there was no one else hiding here, and he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

After a while, Xuan Ming's mood calmed down a little, and he muttered:

"This place is relatively safe for the time being, but after a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be discovered, and we need to think of a way to rush back to the underworld as soon as possible!"

Having said that, Xuan Ming also knew in his heart that those monks would never let him rush back to the underworld easily.

After thinking for a while, Xuan Ming was still unable to do so, and his face couldn't help but get colder and colder.

"Damn!"

Xuan Ming scolded secretly, and thought with hatred in his heart:

"If my primordial god reaches the quasi-holy realm, I can easily avoid everyone's eyes and ears and sneak back to the underworld! But now that the primordial god has cultivated to the realm of only Da Luo Jin Immortal, this realm cannot completely hide its own breath, and it will definitely be detected by them, what should I do?"

Suddenly, Xuan Ming's back was cold, and a sense of crisis came from his heart.

All those who have great supernatural powers have such nameless senses.

Feeling this, Xuan Ming didn't dare to be careless, and without saying a word, he immediately flew up and fled into the distance.

As soon as Xuan Ming left, a loud bang suddenly sounded from the place where he was originally located.

"Boom!"

Looking from afar, I saw a huge black mushroom cloud slowly rising.

Seeing this, Xuan Ming's face suddenly turned cold, as if covered with a layer of ice, and his eyes were like electricity, shooting straight into the distance.

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to find it so quickly!" Xuan Ming said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, I only heard a few clear sounds of "swish" and "swish", and countless escapes flashed, and instantly flew to a stop not far in front of Xuan Ming's body.

The light dissipated, revealing the people inside, who were none other than the top gods such as Zhen Yuanzi, the Styx River Man, and Kunpeng, almost all of whom had arrived here.

"Hehe, I'm waiting to see each other once, we should catch up on the old days, why should the Xuanming Daoist be thousands of miles away?" a gloomy voice came, it was the Styx River people.

"Humph!"

Xuan Ming snorted lightly and said disdainfully:

"You Styx dwells in the sea of blood, and I live in the underworld, the two places are already next to each other, if you want to meet, you can do it at any time. Your words don't seem to be very sincere!"

Hearing this, the people of the Styx River looked slightly embarrassed, and looked at Xuan Ming crampedly, not knowing how to reply.

Seeing this, Kunpeng on the side smiled indifferently and said:

"Hehe! Just as the poor Dao said before, the change of the Xuanming Daoist is really big enough! If it was before, the Xuanying Daoist would never take advantage of this tongue. ”

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Hearing this, Xuan Ming had a faint look of mockery on his face, and said:

"I'm afraid that the benefits of my tongue are far worse than your Kunpeng!"

Speaking of this, Xuan Ming's expression changed, pretending to be surprised, and continued:

"Oh! That's right! I called you a demon master before, but I had to do it as a last resort, don't be surprised!"

The implication is that it is ironic that Kunpeng escaped from the battle and betrayed the demon clan, and now he still regards himself as a demon master, which is really shameless.

Looking at Xuan Ming with a look of contempt, the corners of Kunpeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said lightly:

"It seems that Xuanming Daoist has really changed! In the eyes of Poor Dao, this change is still good, congratulations to Daoyou, there is another 'supernatural power'!"

After speaking, he looked at Xuan Ming coldly, his eyes were cold.

"Humph!"

Facing Shang Kunpeng's cold gaze, Xuan Ming did not show weakness, snorted lightly, and replied:

"Each other, each other!"

Seeing that the two of them were mocking each other, the great god of Razor on one side was very impatient in his heart, and said in a rough voice:

"Don't gossip, Xuanming Ancestral Witch, if you want to steal Hongmeng Purple Qi, you still need to ask the Divine Hammer in the hand of the poor Dao!"

As he spoke, he waved the Thor's hammer in his hand, and then glared at Xuan Ming fiercely.

Seeing this, the Huangquan Daoist raised his hand to stop his friend, then turned behind him and shouted:

"Now that you're here, please show up!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the sound of "swish", "swish", "swish", and "swish", and countless escapes flew to the field.

Everyone looked at it intently, but it was a group of scattered cultivators such as the disciples of the Four Sects, Haotian, Yaochi and Tianxia Zhenren.

"Humph!"

Glancing at the people who appeared in Fang Zi, Kunpeng snorted coldly, and Sen Ran said:

"Presumably, you guys are planning to be the 'yellow finch', so do we have to do another 'cleaning'?"

As soon as Kunpeng finished speaking, the sound of "hmm", "hmph", "hmph" came again, and more than a hundred or so people appeared.

Seeing this, Kunpeng's face turned cold, and he glared into the distance fiercely, but it was because there were still hidden people not far from this direction, and Kunpeng also knew his identity, it was the people of the Feng clan.

Since everyone appeared, Xuan Ming has been secretly observing.

Suddenly, Xuan Ming's heart moved, his eyes burst with light, he looked up at Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng and others, and said:

"I see! My whereabouts should have been known for a long time! The reason why I pretended not to know was to clean up those scattered cultivators! Hmph! What a good calculation!"

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