Chapter 147
The Twelve Ancestral Witches are gathering here to discuss important matters of the Witch Clan. They don't know, and there are outsiders watching right beside them.

Dijiang didn't say a word, Zhurong and Gonggong were arguing about something, and Jumang was trying to make peace.

Some of the other ancestral witches looked on coldly, some turned a deaf ear to it, and some watched the excitement as a big deal and encouraged the two ancestral witches who were arguing to fight.

That ancestor witch and queen soil is the one who is arching the fire, propping his chin with his hand, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, smiling and narrowing his eyes, watching the play with great interest, and swearing a few words from time to time.

This Houtu ancestor witch seems a bit dark-bellied, but Zhu Rong and Gonggong are very in line with the legendary Tie Hanhan's impression of the witch clan.

Seeing Zixi's gaze was sizing up Houtu, Fenghuang also stared at it, a little suspicious, could it be that this person, like that Taiyi, possessed the innate treasure in his palm?
Using the power of the Da Luo Realm to sense carefully, nothing was found.

"Could it be that you came here just to find her?"

"Probably." Zixi nodded. He did have some ideas in his mind, but it was hard to say exactly how to do it and whether it would work.

Fenghuang circled around Houtu, approached him, looked up and down, shook his head, but didn't see anything special.

But she is not interested in this kind of thing, she doesn't even bother to think about Zixi's plan, it's too tiring to think about it.

Anyway, if she doesn't think about it, someone will arrange everything properly.

Fenghuang lost interest in Houtu and started wandering around the hall.

Zixi didn't pay attention to the phoenix wandering around, but shot silently, directly covering all the secrets of Houtu.

After thinking about it, he conveniently covered up all the ancestral witch's secrets to avoid other people's prying eyes. That's right, he was talking about a Taoist borrowing treasures.

Regardless of whether Houtu is the pawn he needs, maybe he can use it?

It's just that if you only cover up the secrets of Houtu, it will appear that Houtu is special, so Zixi simply covered up the secrets of the twelve ancestor witches.

Previously, this witch world was shrouded and isolated by Pangu Daoyun, and it was difficult to peek into the realm of Daluo.

Now that Zixi is covering it up for them, there is not much information to be obtained between heaven and earth, and there is no way to deduce it, and the secrets are unpredictable.

Then Zixi sat in the empty seat on the side, listening to the quarrel of a group of ancestor witches.

In fact, he really wanted to catch an ancestral witch and study it. The paths taken by these shamans were completely different from theirs, or the way of existence of these ancestral witches was somewhat different.

It doesn't look like innate holiness, nor does it look like acquired spirit. The flesh and blood body is quite weird. The Dao is directly engraved in the flesh and blood, which makes their physical body tough and amazing.

They are also not like demon practitioners, who turn all the Dao into pure power, which seems to be the so-called physical training, but in fact they are only pure and extreme.

The Wu Clan gave Zixi the feeling that he was refining himself as an innate spiritual treasure, the Dao was directly engraved in his body, the Dao was formed from nature, and the Dao was cultivated with the body.

Their primordial spirit is thin and weak, and even gives people the feeling that there is no primordial spirit. The aura of the true spirit directly coexists with the physical body, and their sensitivity to the laws of the heaven and earth is not sharp enough, and they themselves do not practice the law.

They are more like absorbing energy, cultivating their own avenues, and allowing them to grow and mature.

Zi Xi is somewhat interested in exploring their growth path, and even their existence itself.

Zixi didn't care about what the ancestral witches were discussing, but for the witches, it was a matter of survival, right?

The Wu Clan is going to eat up the Wu world and fall into a food crisis.

It is true that the witch world evolved from the three Dinghai God beads is vast, and it all belongs to the territory of the Wu tribe. The Wu tribe is not a picky eater, and they can eat more than they can't.

But the size of the witch clan itself is huge, and all of them have great appetites, so they cannot maintain their life activities with the aura of heaven and earth. It seems that even the ancestor witches need to eat.

Zu Wu would not say that he would starve to death without food, but he could not avoid being weak and unable to maintain his peak state.

The over [-] million big eater forcibly ate the whole world to the point of scarcity of resources, and this result made Zi Xi not even know how to evaluate it.

The witch world can no longer afford to support a witch clan.

Di Jiang opened his mouth to stop the dispute between the two ancestor witches, water and fire, because they didn't know what topic they started to argue about, and now they are all about trivial matters such as who ate two more prey one day.

It has to be said that among this group of ancestral witches, few are suitable for discussing serious and important matters.

It's not sure if it's not very bright, at least it may be the same as Phoenix, unwilling to use his brain.

After talking and talking, they failed to come up with any practical and feasible solutions to the food crisis.

Fenghuang wandered around for a while, then returned to this side, but the topic there did not make any progress.

Moreover, these ancestral witches did not seem to be aware of the changes in the witch world. With their strength, they can definitely open the entrance connecting the witch world with the prehistoric.

Without Pan Gu's dao rhyme cover, it's just a fairly simple space barrier.

Not to mention that the average strength of these twelve ancestors is equivalent to that of the late Taiyi realm, which is close to the perfect realm, even those few great witches should be able to break it.

Zixi shook her head, left the main hall with Fenghuang, and went to the ancestral hall again.

He still intends to go in and check the situation. If there is any big secret, it must be the most likely to be hidden here.

The two stepped into the ancestral hall. Although this place was obviously the important place of the witch clan, there were no guards and no protective restrictions.

Without any hindrance, they walked into it so easily.

It's just that this ancestral hall looks simple, but there is another universe inside, with the charm of Pangu Dao permeating here, suppressing the void and blocking the secrets of heaven.

The statues of the twelve ancestral witches stand upright, all of which are real, and have more personality than what Zixi and the others saw before.

In the center is a blood-colored lake. The water of the lake flows like red jade, filled with rich vitality and the power of good fortune.

In the center of the lake stands a statue of Pangu, standing with a pestle and an axe, majestic and mighty.

Even Zixi's Daluo divine sense would be suppressed here. Zixi stared at the bloody water in the pool, put her hand into it, and could feel the exaggeratedly rich vitality.

"How could there be nothing?"

Fenghuang, who had searched here, appeared beside Zixi, sighed in disappointment, and looked at the standing Pangu statue.

"Even if there is, it is something that belongs to the owner. Are you going to borrow it like Hongjun?" Zi Xi responded without raising her head.

"How come, is this Phoenix such a god? I just wanted to see, it would be better if they could be exchanged, but no. Zixi, why do you feel that you care so much about this witch clan, and you even deliberately took action to cover up their secrets for them? "

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all very strong, they are still at the absolute top level among the innate sacredness.

But for the Mira Palace, which has twenty Daluo Realm powerhouses, that's all.

Zi Xi didn't care about Dragon Palace and Zi Mansion, and Di Jun didn't intend to intervene, but he cared about the Wu Clan.

Based on her understanding from the endless years of getting along with Zi Xi, the Wu Clan must have something that makes them care.

Otherwise, Zi Xi wouldn't have come to the Wu Clan, and walked up and down the Wu Clan, but it didn't look like she was looking for something.

If you are looking for something, you should take the initiative to call her.

Could it be that Zixi's target is really the ancestor witch named Houtu?Fenghuang pondered, as expected, he should ask Qinglian and the others, he was too lazy to think about it.

(End of this chapter)

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