Seeking the Way in the Wilderness is Stone

Chapter 326 Not Worth Slapping (Subscribe)

Originally, Fuxi admired these ancestor witches quite a lot, but after the incident of Houtu, Fuxi's appreciation for the ancestor witches, it can't be said that there is no such thing, but it is already very little.

Moreover, Fu Xi absolutely despises the ancestor witches' behavior towards Houtu.

Only older brothers and sisters have the right to protect their younger sisters, so there is no reason for younger sisters to protect their older brothers and sisters.

Now Houtu pleaded with Taoist Ancestor and saved a group of ancestor witches. No matter how dissatisfied these ancestor witches were, they couldn't seriously hurt Houtu!This is the sister of their ancestor witch!
Thinking about this, Fuxi looked at Houtu who was crying bitterly in the arms of the Queen Mother of the West, and shook his head, feeling deeply worthless for Houtu.

Nuwa on the side heard Fuxi's answer, looked at Fuxi, and showed a dependent and happy smile.

It was in stark contrast to Houtu who was crying loudly.

At this time, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Taishang, Yuanshi, and Tongtian all woke up from Houtu's serious injury by the ancestor witch.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were naturally very happy about the rivalry between Zu Wu.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi wish there would be conflicts between the ancestors and witches!

But the Twelve Patriarch Witches were formed by the essence and blood of Pangu, with one body of destiny, brothers and sisters destined by God, how could there be any conflicts!
So the former Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were just thinking about it.

But the two of them never imagined that the things they had imagined in their minds would appear on the top of Buzhou Mountain. How could they be unhappy!
"It's just that why doesn't the Empress Dowager let Queen Mother of the West kill these ancestral witches? If they are killed, our monster clan will have no more worries! What a pity! What a pity!"

Dijun and Donghuangtai looked at each other, and they both saw a look of pity in their eyes.

"Brother! If it weren't for Daozu's reasons, we would be able to kill these ancestor witches now, what a pity!"

After Donghuang Tai took a look at Houtu who was crying bitterly, he looked at the extremely weak ancestor witches and the listless witch monks.

He showed a look of pity again, so he had no choice but to say something to Di Jun through voice transmission.

"The ancestral witches and monks of the Wu clan were injured by Dao ancestor after all. If I wait to kill them now, I am afraid that Dao ancestor will appear again. This is not good news for us, so let them go this time! "

"And that court is also in our hands. After this trip, although there are constant turmoil, it can be regarded as rewarding. For the rest, don't cause troubles. We just need to watch a scene where the ancestors and witches turn against each other. Yes, this is very interesting."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded after hearing what his elder brother said, and said through voice transmission: "What elder brother said is that there must be no more troubles. This trip to the top of the mountain is indeed too tortuous."

"We just need to take over the Heavenly Court in a safe and sound way. It's not too late to talk about other things in the future."

After Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi finished their discussion through sound transmission, they took a group of monster monks to watch the follow-up development of the rivalry between the ancestral witches.

As for Sanqing who was watching from the sidelines, although he was somewhat unexpected about the rivalry between Zuwu and Zuwu, the relationship between Sanqing and Zuwu was too complicated, and Sanqing didn't know what kind of mood he was in now.

The only thing that can be clearly known is perhaps the pity for Houtu!

At this time, Queen Mother Xi looked at Houtu who was crying bitterly in her arms, her face was full of distress.

Queen Mother Xi knew why her sister was crying.

It wasn't because of the pain of the injury on her body, but because of being attacked by a group of ancestor witches, which broke her heart.

"Okay! Sister, stop crying! It's not worth it for these stupid things!" Queen Mother Xi said, patting Houtu's back lightly.

"Sister...sister...sister, I just want to save my brothers and sisters, really!" Houtu raised his head, his red and swollen eyes were streaming with tears, and he looked at Queen Mother Xi with a look of grievance.

"Sister knows! Sister knows!" Queen Mother Xi also shed tears of distress as she looked at Houtu who was wronged and crying.

"Do we need your help?" Zhu Rong looked at the crying Houtu, still indifferent.

"What a bunch of bastards!" An angry curse resounded through the entire top of Buzhou Mountain.

Then, there were ten more slaps, echoing endlessly on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Snapped……"

"Snapped……"

"Snapped……"

……

With the sound of these ten slaps, the ten ancestor witches, Jumang, Rushou, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhu Rong, Gonggong, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Xizi, Shebishi, and Xuanming, fell to the ground immediately. rise.

Half of each Zuwu's face swelled up quickly, and within a short while, they were all swollen up to nine feet high.

At the same time, Xuan Hun appeared in front of everyone with Hong Yun.

"Fuxi pays homage to Master!"

"Nuwa pays homage to the ancestor!"

As soon as Fuxi saw Xuanhun coming, he quickly pulled Nuwa to come to Xuanhun, and bowed to Xuanhun.

"Taishang, Xuanshi, Tongtian; pay homage to the ancestor!" Seeing Xuanhun appearing, Sanqing hurried forward to bow down.

"Emperor Jun, Donghuang Taiyi; pay homage to Daoist!" When Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi saw Xuan Hun appearing, they naturally stepped forward to bow down.

At the same time, the two of them felt a little uneasy. They really didn't want anything to happen now, and their hearts couldn't bear it!

"I'll see you later..."

"Snapped……"

Before the ten dazed Zuwu finished speaking, Xuanhun waved his palm again, and another ten slaps rang out.

Then it can be seen that the other half of the faces of the ten ancestor witches swelled up rapidly, which can be regarded as symmetrical.

"Did I tell you to talk? Kneel for me!"

"Kneel...kneel...kneel..."

The sound of Xuanhun shouting continuously echoed on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time, the words came out, and the ten swollen-faced ancestor witches knelt down together.

"Daoist! We..."

"Shut up! Slap your mouth three thousand times!"

Xuan Hun spoke out again, so the ten swollen-faced ancestor witches slapped themselves in the face endlessly.

Xuan Hun looked at the ten swollen-faced ancestor witches who looked at him angrily and slapped themselves, and said in his heart: "Huh! Hongjun has restrictions, but I, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, don't have any restrictions. I won't teach you a lesson today. These bastards, I, Daoist Xuanhun, have your last name!"

Xuanhun was very angry at these few ancestral witches who seriously injured Houtu.

Originally Xuanhun wanted to watch it for a while and then appear, but after hearing Zhu Rong's ignorant words, Xuanhun burst into anger and couldn't bear it any longer.

Only then did he appear in front of everyone with a red cloud.

"Queen Mother of the West; pay homage to Dao Zun!"

When Queen Mother Xi saw Xuan teaching these ancestor witches, she was extremely relieved.

So after straightening the Houtu, he hurriedly paid homage to Xuanhun.

"Background..."

Hou Tu looked at the ancestor witches who were kneeling on the ground and slapped themselves, feeling anxious, and wanted to kowtow to Xuan Hun to plead for mercy, but Xuan Hun waved his hand to stop him.

"Get up first!" Xuanhun said with a smile to the few people who came forward to worship him after stopping what Houtu was about to say.

"Yes!" Fuxi, Nuwa, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Sanqing, and Xiwangmu saluted Xuanhun again, then got up and stood aside.

Afterwards, Xuanhun looked at Houtu and said to her: "Houtu, would you like to enter my Xuanhuntian and worship in the Xuanhun Nine Meridians?"

As soon as Xuanhun's words came out, there was silence all around, only the sound of slapping echoed endlessly on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

(End of this chapter)