The rise of the prehistoric human race

Chapter 39 Innate Spirit Treasure, the Future of the Witch Clan

After thinking about it, Jiang Shi felt that it might be fate to meet this gourd vine, and for some reason, he also liked this little gourd very much.

"Little guy, you are also lucky."

Now that he had decided, Jiang Shi didn't write any ink, he pinched the gourd vine with his hands, and sent the mysterious yellow merit energy he had just obtained to the little gourd.

With the introduction of Xuanhuang's meritorious energy, the branches and leaves on the gourd vine became more and more delicate and verdant, faintly flowing with divine light.The yellow and green little gourd, who was downcast and malnourished before, has also become energetic, showing signs of growing up.

"How can you eat so much, save some for me!"

The massive sky-replenishing merit that Jiang Shi had just obtained was completely given to the bottomless pit in front of him before he even warmed it up.This little gourd is like a child who hasn't had enough to eat, it will try its best to suck up Jiang Shi dry!

With the bottoming out of the black and yellow merit, the little gourd became green and plump, and its smooth appearance seemed to be carved from the best jadeite, exuding a strong vitality.

After all, it left Jiang Shi with a bit of black and yellow merit. The green little gourd seemed to burp, and then jumped off the gourd vine and fell into Jiang Shi's arms. There were roads in the gourd The pattern flickers, hidden but not revealed, more and more extraordinary.

"You little guy is actually an innate spirit treasure!"

Jiang Shi took the green little gourd and was taken aback.With the birth of the little gourd, the gourd vine instantly withered and turned into ashes, disappearing without a trace.Carefully looking around, Jiang Shi put the little gourd in his arms, left here in a hurry, and rushed to the tribe.

At the moment when the gourd vine withered, countless powers in the world opened their eyes, and another innate spiritual treasure was born.But the aura of the Xiantian Lingbao disappeared in a flash, and all the experts did some calculations, but when there was no result, they didn't take it to heart.For their great powers, no one thinks there are too many innate spirit treasures. Innate spirit treasures have spirits, and it is difficult to force them if they cannot be obtained. They are destined for themselves, and sooner or later they will hit their hands.

Back in the clan, Jiang Shi carefully watched the little gourd he got.In the message that the little gourd conveyed to him, the pattern of the Great Dao is a congenital restriction, and only congenital spiritual treasures can be conceived.

Jiang Shi counted, there are 36 restrictions on the little gourd, which are combined into one body, and the power is extraordinary.

The congenital spirit treasures are naturally raised, and the heavens are fifty, one of which is escaped, and the forty-nine is the extreme.The top ten most famous innate spirit treasures in the prehistoric world are only more than forty.Only the three innate spiritual treasures of Taijitu, Pangu Banner, and Zhuxian Sword have the number of four or nine.

The little gourd in Jiang Shi's hand is already the top innate spirit treasure under the top ten innate spirit treasures, and it is not an exaggeration to call it first-rate.

"Good baby!"

Jiang Shiqian's saliva is about to flow out, this little gourd is called the Xiantian water-covered gourd, as long as you have enough mana, you can collect all the water in the world.And no matter what liquid enters the body of the gourd, it can be slowly purified and turned into spiritual liquid.For example, seawater and rainwater can be refined into Tianyi Xuanshui, Taiyin Zhenshui and other natural treasures in gourds.Although the killing power is not enough, it is also a rare treasure in the world.

Jiang Shi used mana on the congenital water-covered hyacinth, and took all the monkey wine he had just obtained. Under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the monkey wine became more pure and delicious.

"You can be a wine gourd."

Jiang Shi made a joke, the little gourd arched slightly, and did not refute. It shrank and hung on Jiang Shi's waist, just like an ordinary green gourd, very cute.

Jiang Shi played with the congenital water-covered hyacinth for a while, and was about to try its efficacy, when he suddenly sensed fellow Taoist Xiaotu approaching, and couldn't help but greet him.

The Houtu ancestor witch was very sad, not only the brothers who had spent tens of thousands of years died at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, but also countless people died during this catastrophe.Houtu's face was pale, which was a sign that the wounds from Heaven's Dao had not healed completely.Under the nourishment of the sky-replenishing merit, her injury has improved, and her spirit altar has recovered, but the remaining ten brothers and sisters are entangled in hostility and cause and effect, and their behavior becomes more and more irritable.

The Lingtai is covered by the catastrophe of heaven and earth, this is a manifestation of the imminent catastrophe!

Does the Wu Clan have a future?
Houtu Zuwu thought of Jiang Shi, and hoped to talk with this friend who gave her a different feeling for a while, and also wanted to hear Jiang Shi's different suggestions.

After all, Jiang Shi's unexpected words can hit every time, which makes Houtu ancestor witch unconsciously have a little more trust and dependence.

"Little fellow Taoist!"

Seeing Houtu's pale face, Jiang Shi couldn't help feeling a little distressed, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only raise his hand in salute and invite her to take a seat.

"It just so happened that I got a treasure recently, a good wine, and I just happened to share it with fellow daoist Xiaotu." Jiang Shi generously took out the innate water-covered hyacinth, poured out the monkey wine inside and handed it to the Houtu ancestor witch: "This The wine has some taste and is good for the body, you can drink a few more glasses, little fellow Taoist."

Houtu stared curiously at the green gourd in front of him, and with her cultivation, she could naturally see that this little gourd was extraordinary, and it was a first-class innate spiritual treasure.Such treasures, even the Wu Clan doesn't have two of them.The main reason is that most innate spiritual treasures don't like the turbid qi of the Wu clan very much, and the great powers of the Wu clan also like to use their bodies to beat magic weapons.

Smelling the aroma of the wine in the wine glass, Houtu Ancestral Witch was slightly moved. The aura of this spirit wine seemed to be better than that drunk in Wa Palace.After drinking it in one gulp, Houtu let out a sigh of relief and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang Shi, this is really good wine."

Jiang Shi laughed, and had a few more drinks, but the ancestor witch of Houtu didn't just come to drink.After drinking a few cups, Houtu Ancestral Witch put down his glass and said with a serious expression: "Fellow Daoist Jiang Shi, this time I have one more thing to ask you."

"Fellow Taoist, please tell me." Jiang Shi also sat up straight, waiting for the next sentence.

The ancestor witch of Houtu let out a foul breath, fixed his eyes on Jiang Shi, and asked word by word: "Daoist Jiang Shi, dare to ask us if there is a future for the witch clan?"

Jiang Shi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't want to deceive Fellow Daoist Xiaotu.I don't know why Jiang Shi didn't want to tell lies when facing Fellow Daoist Xiaotu, but it was hard to tell the truth about the Wu Clan.

Seeing that Jiang Shi hadn't spoken for a long time, Hou Tuzu's witch also sank in his heart, feeling that the future of the Wu clan might be worrying.

Jiang Shi couldn't help but drank a glass of wine, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, organized his words, and said: "At the beginning of the Great Desolation, the innate three races of dragon, phoenix, and unicorn were so powerful and oppressive. But don’t they also withdraw from the prehistoric stage now? No matter the Wu clan, in the rolling tide of time, there will eventually be a day when they will withdraw from the stage.”

Hearing this, Houtu Zuwu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, his waist collapsed, but he seemed to relax a bit.

"Don't dare to ask friends again." Hou Tu ancestor witch thought for a while, and continued to ask: "Then, can there be a turning point in my journey of the witch clan!?"

(End of this chapter)