Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 92
In Pangu Hall, Xu Siyuan sat high on the podium.

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

Unlike the last time when only a few hundred blood cocoons approached Xu Siyuan, this time almost all the blood cocoons were listening.

It is difficult to know the passage of time in Pangu Palace, Xu Siyuan does not know how many times he has said it, and Xu Siyuan does not know how long he has said it.

A blood cocoon opened, and a witch came out of it. The witch opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, Master, for teaching the Dharma."

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

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for teaching the Fa!" The witch clan said respectfully.

Xuanming at 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 separate.

He is a witch, but he can also practice Taoism.

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

Millions of witch clan bowed their heads together, even if they don't have the name of master and apprentice, they must worship for the grace of teaching the Dharma!

Xu Siyuan accepted the gift calmly.

The sermon is over!

Xu Siyuan entered the middle stage of Da Luo Jinxian.

Chi You, who traveled abroad, has also returned, Xuanming said to Chi You: "All these newborn witch clans will be under your command."

Chi You didn't refuse either, as he, the thirteen ancestor witches, should have his own people.

Xu Siyuan looked at the newborn millions of Wu Clan, and his mission of coming to the Wu Clan to teach the Dharma has been completed.

Time to go!

Xu Siyuan looked around and said, "What are the other ancestral witches busy with?"

Xuan Ming said, "Are you asking Hou Tu?"

Xu Siyuan didn't deny it either.

Xuanming said: "The monster clan can go down to the ground, but my witch clan can also go to heaven. My witch clan is forging the Tongtian Tower, and one day my witch clan will attack the sky."

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

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

"No," Xuanming said, "When my witch clan and the monster clan became enemies, I and the ancestor witches had this idea. It's just that my witch clan is not good at refining weapons, but after the Houtu cultivates the primordial spirit, I can try to refine them. device."

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

"Have you ever seen a witch who can only be beaten passively?" Xuan Ming said.

Xu Siyuan didn't try to persuade him any more. Xu Siyuan knew in his heart that he might not be able to wait until the day when the Wu Clan refined the Tongtian Pagoda, but this was beyond his control.

At this moment, Xuanming said to Xu Siyuan: "I didn't entertain you properly at the banquet last time. Later, my elder brother ordered me to go down. My witch clan recently found a kind of spiritual fruit, which should be pretty good. This spiritual fruit is outside the Pangu Hall. , you come with me."

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

There are nine fruits on this tree, and there are two characters on each fruit - Huangzhong.

"It turned out to be Huang Zhongli!"

Xuanming smiled and said: "People who have seen it call it Huangzhong Li. It is said that this tree blooms every ten thousand years, bears fruit every ten thousand years, and it will not mature until ten thousand years later. In thirty thousand years, there are only nine fruits."

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

Huang Zhongli is one of the top ten innate spiritual roots, but he did not expect to be found by the Wu Clan.

Seeing that Xu Siyuan was a little surprised, Xuanming said: "My Wu Clan is the master of the earth. Finding an innate spiritual root is nothing worthy of praise. I will give you this Huangzhong plum."

"It's too precious, I'll just pick one fruit."

Although Xu Siyuan came to the Wu Clan to teach the Dharma, but he was able to enter the Pangu Palace and see Pangu's heart. Xu Siyuan and the Wu Clan did not owe each other.

"This is what Big Brother means," Xuanming said, "Although you don't have the blood of the witch clan, you are considered half of the same clan in our eyes. This fruit is of little use to us, but it is of great use to you."

"Besides," Xuanming sighed in a low voice, "after my sister cultivated the primordial spirit, she became a lot more reticent. Although we don't believe that our witch clan will be defeated, but,"

Xuan Ming paused for a moment before saying: "No matter what, a saint will always exist forever. If there is such a day, please ask my little friend to help take care of Thirteenth Brother and his clansmen. This Huang Zhongli will be your reward in advance." .”

"Actually, I will help if I don't get paid!" Xu Siyuan said the truth.

"Take it, this tree is probably going to be raised to death in my witch clan, and," Xuanming 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 repay it in the future." gone."

"Sister, Chi You doesn't need anyone to take care of him! I will take good care of my clansmen too!"

At some point, Chi You quietly came behind Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming looked at Chi You and said with a smile: "I know that one day, little Chi You, you will become a real ancestral witch, but my sister is only your younger brother, so I always prefer you!"

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

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

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The Wuyuan tribe is a piece of scorched earth.

The head of the patriarch, Tian Yuan, was separated.

Other clansmen also died miserably.

In such a large tribe, only Tu Yuan, who went out to hunt, survived.

The Wu clan had no tears, but blood flowed from Tu Yuan's eyes as he looked at the corpses everywhere.

Among these dead witches are his friends, relatives, and elders...
Here is his tribe, his homeland, his memories, everything about him!
But all of these are gone!
Tu Yuan dug a pit and buried the clansmen together.

In front of the tribe's grave, Tu Yuan said regretfully: "Patriarch, if I don't chase the prey so far, maybe the tribe will not have any accidents. Patriarch, you know that I really don't want to be the patriarch."

"But from today, I, Tu Yuan, will be the patriarch of the Wuyuan tribe. Even if I am the only witch in the tribe, as long as I live for one day, my Wuyuan tribe will exist forever."

Tu Yuan suddenly remembered something: he might not be the only witch alive in the Wuyuan tribe.

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There is beauty in the prehistoric times, and its name is Chang'e.

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

Hou Yi was also reluctant.

But today Chang'e wept unceasingly.

Because Tu Yuan came.

Chang'e knew that she would have no parents from then on, and where she should 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 right away."

Chang'e is still crying.

Hou Yi comforted: "That's right, if the monster clan kills your relatives, I will have to pay for the lives of hundreds of millions of monster clan. I can't kill so many by myself. Chang'e, don't cry, my ancestral court of the witch clan has a magic bow, and I will go there today." If the ancestral court borrows the bow, I will pay with the blood of the demon race!"

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

"Wait for me to come back to avenge you!"

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Heavenly Court, today the ten princes of the demon tribe all returned to Heavenly Court.

Emperor Jun sent an order: Take a break from fighting.

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

What Di Jun gave his son was blood-stained glory, but what Di Jun gave his daughter was the pampering of his father.

Di Jun wants to throw a big banquet, and he wants to celebrate with the whole world.

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at the same time.

The purple air came from the east and entered the heaven!
When the purple energy comes from the east, a saint will be born!
The One is about to be sanctified!

(End of this chapter)