Seeking the Way in the Wilderness is Stone

Chapter 212

"Pangu Primordial God? Pangu Sanqing? Taishang! How courageous, we 12 people are Pangu authentic, what kind of crap is this Laoshizi Taishang, dare to call himself Pangu authentic, he is also worthy?"

In the depths of Buzhou Mountain, in an extremely dangerous place, there was a roaring sound, and endless murderous intentions were undoubtedly revealed.

The earth's evil spirit here is extremely strong, if one does not have the cultivation level of a Daluo Jinxian, once one enters it, the flesh and body and the primordial spirit will be assimilated by the earth's evil spirit in an instant, and the body dies and the dao disappears.

And in the center of this dangerous and terrifying place, there is a mysterious chaotic hall, in which there are ups and downs.

Although this hall looks like the size of an ordinary palace, it gives people an extremely vast feeling, as if it can accommodate the entire prehistoric world.

Above the main entrance of this hall, there is a purple gold Xuanyu plaque, on which there are three avenues of gods manifested, self-expressing the meaning of the Tao, the name is: Pangu Hall.

This place was exactly the old nest of the witch clan that Xuanhun had sensed, but at that time, the way of heaven was too strong to cover it up, so Xuanhun didn't forcefully search for it.

And that roaring voice, needless to say, was naturally made by one of the unborn twelve ancestor witches.

However, before the Wu clan was established, they could not be called ancestor witches. Their current identities were pure innate gods and demons.

At this time, in the depths of the Pangu Temple, there are twelve blood-colored spirit embryos floating in a pool of blood, which are naturally the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches.

When the body of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches was ups and downs in the blood pool, there was the sound of heart beating from time to time.

Every time at this time, endless earth evil turbidity will be sucked into the Zuwu's body to help him practice.

What's even more miraculous is that at the same time as the evil spirit from this place is inhaled, many miraculous patterns will appear on the walls of the Pangu Temple.

These patterns will emit light and shine on the body of the ancestor witches, which also accelerates the cultivation of the ancestor witches.

If Yang Mei comes here and sees these patterns, he will find that these patterns are the external manifestations of the three thousand chaotic gods and demons in the past. From this point of view, the twelve ancestor witches are also as lucky as Pangu Sanqing.

There was another burst of heart beating, and a slightly calm voice sounded: "Zhu Rong, don't draw conclusions like this first, after we transform into form, we can go to Honghuang to see, and we can also understand this one or two, if we can make friends, it will be good." Yes, we are transformed by Pangu's essence and blood, so we should be able to accommodate people."

After the voice fell, the previous roaring voice, that is, Zhu Rong, stopped roaring, but still said loudly: "Brother, didn't you hear clearly? This Laoshizi is too high, it is actually transformed by the primordial spirit of the father god! I used to think, why can't the 12 of us cultivate that primordial spirit?"

"Looking at it now, it's the Taishang who stole the Primordial Spirit of the Father God. The Primordial Spirit of the Father God was originally ours. Brother, this is a mortal enmity! !"

Zhu Rong's voice sounded, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches fell silent. Zhu Rong's words can be said to have touched the biggest pain and weakness in the Twelve Ancestral Witches' hearts.

Because it is transformed by the evil turbidity combined with Pangu's essence and blood, it can naturally absorb the evil turbidity regarded by monks as snakes and scorpions, exercise the flesh and body, and improve self-cultivation.

But also because of this, the Twelve Ancestral Witches have no fate with the primordial spirit of Qingling nature.

Therefore, the Twelve Patriarchal Witches have no primordial spirit, but only a little original true spirit shared by all living beings.

"Big Brother, Fifth Brother, based on the sound of the Taishang's announcement, this Pangu Sanqing should not be just one Taishang, but three people." A voice like an oriole sounded in the hall.

"What! Three people! Big brother, did you hear that? Houtu girl said it was three people, big brother! I can't bear this."

"One primordial spirit, I, Gonggong, can bear it, but three ways are too much, this is really a sworn enemy! Brother!" Gonggong's violent voice exploded in the Pangu Palace, attracting Zhu Rong's agreement .

The eldest brother of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, that is, Di Jiang, was silent, and there was anger on his body, obviously he had some opinions on Sanqing.

Besides Houtu being relatively quiet, the eight ancestral witches, Jumang, Rushou, Zhu Jiuyin, Qiangliang, Shebishi, Tianwu, Yuzi, and Xuanming, were also very angry like Gonggong and Zhurong.

As the elder brother, Di Jiang is still rational, and the sound of heartbeat came, and Di Jiang's voice sounded: "Don't worry about the Sanqing, let's transform into the world as soon as possible! Let's talk about the future, don't change form, No matter how much you say, it’s just nonsense.”

"yes, Sir!"

After listening to Di Jiang's words, the other ancestral witches also felt that it made sense, and after they all responded, they continued to practice.

As a result, there were no more voices in the Pangu Great Hall, only the sound of the beating heart, and the roar of the earth's evil spirit being sucked in.

The same scene with minor differences is happening in many places.

For example, among the sun stars, two three-legged golden crows, surrounded by several spiritual treasures, continued to absorb the sun's true fire and practice, hoping to transform into the world as soon as possible.

There is also the creature transformed from the essence of two months in the Taiyin star, that is, Wang Shu's apprentice, on a tree that looks like a tree but not a tree, absorbs the Qi of the sun, and accelerates his cultivation.

There are also Nuwa and Fuxi; the Queen Mother of the West in Kunlun; the Styx River in the sea of ​​blood; Kunpeng, Xiying Yin and Zhunti and so on.

Some of these people were emotional, some were angry, or envious of the appearance of the Taishang and Zhen Yuanzi, all kinds of emotions were complicated.

However, the congenital gods and demons have a very strong mind. After being confused for a while, they recovered, ignored everything, and continued to practice.

……

On Yujing Mountain, Hongjun woke up from meditation practice, with the divine light of supernatural powers in his eyes, and the scenes of two fairy mountains and blessed lands manifested in his eyes.

It is Longevity Mountain where Zhen Yuanzi is located and Kunlun Mountain where Sanqing is.

"It's born! It's a pity that I don't have time to teach them properly; the congenital gods and demons are peerless beautiful jade, and I have arrogance in my heart, but if I don't polish it, I don't know what will happen in the future!"

After Hongjun finished speaking, he withdrew his magical powers and sighed softly, with a rare look of melancholy on his face.

"However, judging from his current performance, Zhen Yuanzi is pretty good. It seems that the karma in the past has quite an influence on him."

Although Hongjun was talking indifferently, but thinking of Zhen Yuanzi's performance after his birth, there was a smile in his eyes.

Afterwards, Hongjun practiced meditation, continued to comprehend the fragments of the jade plate of good fortune, and went to comprehend the way of heaven.

"At this moment, Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you should be very melancholy! After all, the congenital gods and demons have their own pride, and it's not easy for them to be called masters sincerely."

"And this time it's too high, I'm afraid I'm going to lose a lot of points." Xuanhun looked at the scenes in the sky and shook his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)