Seeking the Way in the Wilderness is Stone

Chapter 325 Removing Injuries (Please Subscribe)
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun wants to help this Houtu? She is an ancestor witch! Don't tell me that you still have any affection for this ancestor witch, otherwise, I will think that fellow Taoist is too hypocritical, hahaha... ..."

After hearing Hongjun's voice transmission, Xuanhun began to tease again.

"Hmph! I want Hongjun to have a good impression of these ancestral witches. Eternal life is impossible! But this Houtu is different from them."

Hongjun listened to Xuanhun's ridicule, then looked at Zuwu who was glaring at him and was lying limp on the ground, and couldn't help feeling annoyed.

"Hehe, it seems that this ancestral witch has tortured you, a saint, a bit terribly! You have lived forever, interesting!" Xuan Hun said with a smile after hearing Hongjun's voice transmission.

"Hmph! Let's not talk about them, fellow Taoist Xuanhun, can the fate of this Houtu be changed?" Hongjun glanced coldly at the group of ancestor witches lying limp on the ground before continuing to ask Xuanhun via sound transmission .

"I don't know! But I can give it a try and see if I can change something!" Xuan Hun looked at Hou Tu and sighed in his heart.

Xuanhun naturally wanted to change the fate of Houtu, but judging from previous memories, Houtu was too important to Honghuang.

He can't guarantee that he will be able to change the fate of this Houtu, so he can only try his best.

"Then I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Xuanhun. Fellow Daoist also knows that it is not easy for me to intervene in the affairs of the prehistoric world because of my joining the Dao, so I can only trouble Fellow Daoist Xuanhun."

"However, on the matter of Houtu, if fellow Taoists need help, Hongjun will definitely do his best."

After listening to Hongjun's voice transmission, Xuan Hun nodded to Hongjun with a smile, and the voice transmission said: "You don't have to do that, as long as you have the heart, I know the difficulties of friends, so just watch and see." .”

"I will take care of the matter of Houtu. After all, I like Houtu very much."

"Since this is the case, then I can rest assured, and the matter here is almost settled, and I can return to Zixiao Palace. As for the rest, fellow daoists can figure it out by themselves."

"Good!" Xuan Hun nodded and sent a voice transmission to Hong Jun.

At this time, Hongjun watched the group of people waiting on the top of Buzhou Mountain indifferently, and then Hongjun looked at Di Jun, said softly, and said to Di Jun: "Di Jun! Since you are the patriarch of the monster clan, you should lead the leader of the monster clan." People enter the heavenly court, hold the authority of heaven and earth, operate the laws of heaven and earth, balance the order between heaven and earth, and do not cause troubles, causing the cause and effect of heaven to continue, do you understand?"

"Dijun understands! Dijun thanked the Taoist ancestor!" After hearing Hongjun's words, Dijun showed joy and excitement, and paid homage to Hongjun.

Seeing Dijun's expression, Hongjun could only shake his head secretly in his heart.

The heavenly court is the place where all the laws of the prehistoric world run, and one should hold a just and fair heart and perform the duties of the authority of the heaven and the earth, so as to gather luck, fortune, and merit. If time goes by, there may not be no time to prove the Tao.

It's just that Hongjun knew from Dijun's expression that he was just happy because he got this heaven, and he didn't have any dignified meaning.

I'm afraid that in the future, this monster race must be entangled in karma.

But these are none of his business.

If he told Di Jun a few more words, Hong Jun would really be afraid that the Wu Clan would make trouble again.

At that time, he, Hongjun, will really be involved with the name of the Dao ancestor of the monster clan.

After Hongjun thought about this, he stopped looking at Dijun, and only looked at the people on the top of Buzhou Mountain again, and said to Xuanhun via voice transmission: "Fellow Taoist Xuanhun, Hongjun is going!"

After Hongjun finished the sound transmission, he disappeared on the top of Buzhou Mountain and went back to Zixiao Palace.

"I'll send off Dao Patriarch respectfully!" Di Jun and Dong Huangtai led a group of monster monks to bow to the place where Hongjun made his voice as soon as they saw Hongjun leaving.

"Fuxi, Nuwa, send off the Taoist ancestor!" Seeing Hongjun leaving, Fuxi and Nuwa also bowed to salute.

"Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian; send off Daozu!" Sanqing also bowed to the place where Hongjun was before.

Then Houtu, the Queen Mother of the West who came with Houtu, and Hongyun who was hidden by Xuanhun also saluted and sent Hongjun respectfully.

"Brothers! Sister Xuanming! Are you all right? Hurry up and adjust your breathing! My sister will protect you."

After Houtu saluted and sent Hongjun off to the place where Hongjun was before, he anxiously came to the ancestors and witches who were lying limp, and began to inquire with concern.

"Traitor!" The hoarse shouts of the ancestor witches spread all over the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Ah..." Zuwu Houtu screamed in pain, looking so desolate and helpless on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Brother? Sister?" Houtu ignored the ten bleeding wounds on his body, and just looked at the group of ancestor witches with disbelief.

"Damn things!"

Xuan Hun looked at the ten ancestral witches, Jumang, Rushou, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Xizi, Shebishi, and Xuanming, who were severely injured with their respective witch weapons. Houtu, with an angry look on his face.

Xuanhun really didn't expect that these few ancestor witches whom he admired so much would actually attack his sister, this was something he never expected.

"Dao Zun! These ancestral witches are a bit too much!" Hong Yun's face was also darkened by the behavior of these ancestral witches, and most of the good feelings he had raised earlier went directly.

"Look first! These ancestor witches, I will teach them a good lesson, for sure!" Xuan Hun looked at Hou Tu who was bleeding and lying on the ground, his anger turned into frost.

"Don't call us that, we can't afford it, Houtu! From now on, you will no longer belong to my Wu clan, and you will no longer be the ancestor of my Wu clan!" The face is cold.

The other ancestral witches also struggled to get up, looking coldly at Houtiantu who fell on the ground, extremely indifferent.

"A bunch of ungrateful and stupid things! Why don't you die!"

From the astonishment that Houtu was injured by a group of ancestor witches, the Queen Mother of the West woke up, shouted angrily, and threw out the pure yin magic sword in her hand, slashing at the group of ancestor witches.

"Sister Xiwangmu! Don't! Cough cough cough...wow..."

Seeing that King Xi wanted to kill a group of ancestral witches, Houtu hurriedly cried out in pain to stop him.

But it also affected the injury, and spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"Sister Houtu, how are you?"

After hearing Houtu's words to stop her, the Queen Mother of the West had no choice but to take away the dharma sword, and came to Houtu's body, helped him up, and healed Houtu's wounds.

"I can't die!" Xuanming looked at Houtu indifferently and said in a cold voice.

"My younger sister, how can there be brothers and sisters like you?"

"If it weren't for you stupid things, my younger sister would have a very good life, she would have many friends in the wild, she could play in this wild world without any scruples, and she could focus on pursuing the great way of the world. "

"But because of you stupid things, she never owned all of this, so it's fine if you don't feel guilty, but you dare to seriously injure her, you really deserve to die."

After hearing Xuanming's words, Queen Mother Xi couldn't help but burst into anger, and directly scolded all the ancestor witches.

"Sister Xiwangmu...cough cough...don't say it...don't say it...houtu...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Houtu leaned against Queen Mother Xi's arms and burst into tears.

"Brother! You will..."

"No! My elder brother would never treat my younger sister like this!" Fuxi said firmly to Nuwa without waiting for Nuwa to finish speaking.

At the same time, Fuxi looked at the ancestral witches who looked indifferent to Houtu, and contempt flashed in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)