The Witch of the Wilderness

Chapter 9
Thirty-three days away, in the Zixiao Palace, most of the great powers in the prehistoric world have already gathered, and the ones with the lowest cultivation bases are Da Luo Jinxian. Dare to make the slightest noise, for fear of disturbing the people inside.

Suddenly the palace gate opened, and two boys, a boy and a girl, came out. They were the later Haotian Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of Yaochi, and shouted: "The Taoist ancestor has an order! The third lecture of Zixiao Palace begins. Please enter Zixiao Palace." .

"Follow the teacher's decree." After speaking, a group of strong men entered Zixiao Palace one after another, sat cross-legged on their seats, and waited for Daozu Hongjun to come.

When everyone was seated, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared on the seat, it was Daozu Hongjun.

"See Daozu, Daozu's holy way is boundless!" Everyone congratulated in unison, and their hearts were even more turbulent. Most of the people present here were the best people in the prehistoric world, but they didn't even notice how Hongjun appeared. Immediately awed.

"Sit down! This is the third lecture of Zixiao Palace and the last one. After this time, the poor Taoist will be in harmony with the Tao of Heaven."

Immediately, everyone was shocked and happy, but of course they didn't dare to show their joy.

"Dare to ask the teacher, what is the fit of heaven?" Lao Tzu stepped forward and asked.

"There is a gap in the way of heaven, and the poor way must fit the way of heaven and fill in the vacancy of the way of heaven. After joining the way, Hongjun will be the way of heaven, and the way of heaven will not be Hongjun. From then on, it is not a major event in the world that Hongjun will not come out." The words caused a huge wave in the hearts of everyone.Let me ask if there is an extra person pressing on his head.But the appearance still needs to be done, and everyone cried out to the teacher to think twice.

"Okay. This sermon is the way of a sage, so wait and listen." Ignoring everyone's reactions, Hongjun talked about the Tao.Everyone crossed their legs to comprehend, for fear of missing anything.

Not to mention the preaching of the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace, the twelve ancestor witches in the Pangu Temple of Buzhou Mountain are gathering together.

"Brother, now that Hongjun Daozu is preaching, those demon clans will definitely go to listen to the sermon. According to the previous two times, their strength will increase greatly after listening to the sermon. At that time, the pressure on our witch clan will be even greater. We must find a way to deal with it." That's fine." Zhuo Jiuyin, who is the Time Ancestral Witch of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, said worriedly.

"Second brother, what are you afraid of? We have the Pangu Palace and Godfather's protection. It doesn't matter what their strength is, just do it. Can they be stronger than Godfather?" Before Di Jiang could speak, he was always the most impatient. Zhu Rong shouted that all the ancestral witches had deep-rooted admiration for Pangu, and they responded one after another, and some even expressed that they would directly kill Zixiao Palace.

"Enough! Don't you think it's messy enough? You know how to fight and kill all day long, can you use your brains!" Di Jiang shouted angrily. As the eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the patriarch of the Wu Clan, Di Jiang is dignified enough of.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Seeing that everyone stopped making noise, Di Jiang said again: "The discussion this time is about the survival of our Wu Clan. Everyone must pay attention to me. Although my ancestors and witches are all quasi-sages, my Wu Clan Erlang is even more brave, but he can't listen to the Dao. The Yaozu will definitely increase their strength after listening to the Dao this time, and they will definitely deal with my Wuzu. They are bound to attack us, and we must come up with countermeasures."

Dijiang's words made the ancestor witches frown and let them fight. These ancestor witches must have nothing to say, but thinking about problems with their brains is also embarrassing for these big bosses.

Just when Dijiang was helpless, the second child, Time Zu Wuzhuo Jiuyin, came out and said, "Brother, I recently used the law of time to spy on some fragments of the future, and found that my Wu clan has a magic circle called the Twelve Capitals of the Gods." Great formation! It can summon the real body of the father god, and its combat power is comparable to that of a saint. I think we should comprehend this formation together, so that our witch clan can have no worries about the next battle."

"What! Second brother, you use the law of time to spy on the future again, do you know how much you will pay!" Houtu anxiously shouted before Dijiang could speak.

"Hehe! It's okay, it's just a waste of blood, it's nothing compared to the big things of the Wu Clan." Seeing his sister's anxiety, Zhuo Jiuyin smiled nonchalantly.But the truth is that simple. Although Zhuo Jiuyin is the ancestor witch of time, he is not the demon god of time. He does not understand the laws enough. Although he can use the laws of time to fight, he needs at least [-]% of the laws of time to spy on the future. Zhuo Jiuyin has only comprehended the law of time at the seventh level. To do this requires a huge price. Become a useless person.I just said I was fine because I didn't want everyone to worry.But those present were not fools, so why couldn't they see it, they all fell silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere had cooled down, Di Jiang said solemnly: "Second brother, Houtu girl is right. The survival of my witch clan is a major issue, but the matter of our twelve brothers and sisters is even more important. I promise my brother that in the future, if you don't understand the law enough, don't forcibly spy on it." future."

"Brother, I know, don't worry."

Seeing that Zhuo Jiuyin agreed, Di Jiang continued: "Since Father God has left this set of formations for us, it will definitely stay in our bloodline inheritance. Starting today, we will wait for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to retreat to the Pangu Temple and visit the Pangu Temple. Comprehend the formation of gods and demons in the twelve capitals."

"Good!" The ancestor witches agreed, and the Pangu Temple was closed instantly, and the Wu clan immediately knew that the twelve ancestor witches were closed.They stopped expanding one after another, retreated to Buzhou Mountain, and guarded the Pangu Temple.

The twelve ancestral witches are arranged in the order of blood in the ancestral witch hall, and they communicate with their own blood. In an instant, the entire Pangu temple is filled with blood, and the phantoms of the twelve demon gods emerge, and the hall is filled with the power of the demon gods.

(End of this chapter)