The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 86
"du~du~"

The clear and crisp sound of the flute flutters, and the rhyme is leisurely and soft, which is pleasant to the ear.

The young Yujian flies.

Sometimes it goes to the sky, dancing with the white clouds; sometimes it returns to the wilderness, parallel to the earth.

Ups and downs by heart, ups and downs, so uncomfortable!
Mingyu doesn't seem worried at all about the current bad state.

When he decided to leave Nuwa's blessing and start traveling alone, he expected such a day to come.

I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.

And now that the matter has come to this point, he won't be too disappointed, his injuries are all hurt, if he is unable to recover because of this, that sentence mang will die of laughter.

Besides, it's not without benefits to be injured so badly this time, at least the Dao Tree of Nirvana, which represents death in his altar, has finally reached a balance with the Dao Tree of Life.

For entering the Tao, he has some confidence.

At the end of the song, Mingyu took out the good fortune seal again, and continued to study and mediate good fortune. He could not understand it at first, but now he can be regarded as a person who has passed the death line once. For the artistic conception of "death to live", he understands most thoroughly.

With Mingyu's comprehension, the wounds of Wuzang and the melting pot of Huangting are constantly being repaired, but the damage of Lingtai is difficult to heal because it is a Tao wound.

Mingyu traveled all the way to the southwest, passing by many evil lands.

But now that he was injured, he couldn't do his best to slay the demons, so he had to pick some soft persimmons and squeeze them. After building the spiritual land, he continued on the road.

The matter of the spiritual land must not stop, it is related to his Dao, and it is also related to the healing speed of Dao injuries.

Of course, even if Mingyu deliberately avoided it, she still encountered hundreds of witch tribes, and among the witch tribes, there were leaders and witches eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the venerable spirit.

However, Ming Yu had a grudge in her heart, so she did not show up easily to accept the invitation of the witches.

Even Mingyu could feel the sincerity in the hearts of the witches.

But he didn't dare to gamble, it was a fluke to escape once, even though the place of sacrifice was equally important to him, he still didn't enter a single witch department.

Suddenly, the corner of Mingyu's eyes twitched, he silently looked in front of his eyes, and the Yin-Yang sword turned to the east.

After traveling for a million miles, Mingyu remained silent, turned to the southwest of the prehistoric region again, and sprinted forward with her sword.

"Fellow Daoist, can you stay?"

A woman came out from the void and stopped Mingyu.

Dressed in palace attire, she is gentle and generous, just like the sister next door that makes people can't help but get close.

Mingyu sighed, holding the Yin-Yang sword and did not let go, "Is this the style of your witch clan?"

He was talking about intercepting people halfway.

Houtu took a step forward and said, "Don't blame Lingzun, I came this time to accuse Lingzun and plead for me, Wu Erlang."

After speaking, Houtu bowed to Mingyu and saluted.

Mingyu was taken aback, and avoided directly, "I can't bear or dare to accept the rituals of the witch clan, please go back to the ancestor witches of Houtu."

He had been in the Houyi Department and the Xingtian Department, two major groups that belonged to the Houtu Department, so how could he not know what Houtu looked like.

Mingyu turned around, and Houtu appeared in front of him again, with sincere eyes, and saluted again.

Mingyu dodges again, turning her head to leave the void.

Then, scratch it!
Mingyu looked at Houtu, speechless for a long time.

"Okay then, what the Houtu Ancestral Witch said to accuse him, does it represent the Witch Clan or you?" Mingyu asked.

This time it was Houtu's turn to be silent.

After a long while, Hou Tu replied with a wry smile, "I came here on my own behalf."

Mingyu nodded, "There is no enmity between you and me, and the ancestral witch of Houtu doesn't owe me anything, let alone a crime."

Houtu opened his mouth to speak, but Mingyu continued, "I can feel the sincerity of the ancestral witches of Houtu, and I can even feel the sincerity of some witches of the Ni tribe, but this is not enough.

Twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, you cannot make a decision by yourself, and some witches cannot represent all the witch clan. In the final analysis, my spiritual master is an outsider.

If your family is happy, you will recognize me as a spiritual master, and if you are not happy, you will come to rob and kill me.In this way, does the ancestor witch of Houtu feel that I am at ease? "

Having said that, Mingyu's eyes are neither happy nor sad, and the appearance of Jumang is definitely not the decision of his ancestor witch.

He didn't know how many other eleven ancestor witches of the Wu clan directly or indirectly agreed with this matter, but it didn't prevent him from speculating on the enemy with the greatest malice.

Including the Houtu ancestor witch in front of him, who seems to be sincere now, who knows what role he plays in it?
Mingyu didn't want to think this way, but she had to think so because of the situation.

He lacks the support of the sacrificial land and the witch clan, at most it is just that the road to Taoism is not so smooth.

What about the witches?
"It's the witch clan who asks for me, not me who asks for the witch clan."

Houtu stared into Mingyu's eyes and read out what he meant, "How can Lingzun feel at ease?"

Mingyu bluntly said, "Kill Goumang!"

Hou Tu was taken aback, choked heavily, "Impossible!"

She flatly refused.

Mingyu shrugged her shoulders, not surprised, it would be strange to agree.

Asking prices all over the place is nothing more than counter-offering, how can we continue to negotiate without a high price?
He asked rhetorically, "Houtu Ancestral Witch, what conditions can you offer to reassure me?"

After thinking for a moment, Houtu asked tentatively: "If I, Houtubu, serve as Lingzun, I wonder if Lord Lingzun can feel at ease?"

An ancestor witch can't represent the entire Wu family, but can represent her own Wu tribe. If she respects Mingyu, then the Houtu tribe will follow Zun Mingyu, and correspondingly, the luck of the Houtu tribe will also recognize Mingyu. of sharing.

To be enshrined in the luck of a powerful family that can contend for world dominance in the future, whether it is cultivating the Tao or coping with doom, can be counted as a good thing.

Being able to put forward this condition can preliminarily rule out the possibility that Houtu is the mastermind behind the scenes.

Because of the inconsistency, unless she slaps herself in the face, she will be happy with it.

However, Mingyu still shook her head: "If the ancestral witches of Houtu can only represent themselves, then there is no need for us to continue talking. It is still the same sentence, you cannot be the leader of the witch clan, and neither can the witches of the Houtu tribe. On behalf of all witches!"

Houtu was silent.

To be able to raise this condition is already clearly playing against the elder brother and the second brother.

Mingyu's eyes flickered, and she gave a reminder: "If the Houtu ancestral witch can persuade more than half of the ancestral witches to agree with this matter, then I can consider it."

Houtu frowned when he heard the words, "Half of the ancestral witches?"

"More than half of the ancestral witches!" Mingyu corrected.

Although he didn't know how the twelve ancestor witches made their decision, if more than half of the ancestor witches really agreed, it would be equivalent to these ancestor witches collectively slapping the face of the last decision-maker!
Strictly speaking, this is equivalent to forcing the palace.

He just wanted to slap the opponent to wake him up.

Of course Houtu understood the key points, although he was unwilling, but considering the current situation in the clan and the effectiveness of the spiritual land sacrifice, he fell into a dilemma for a while.

Killing people is the way, which is not in line with Houtu's way, and not in line with her ideals, so she raised an objection, and hoped to cooperate with Mingyu, and it would be best to win him into the witch clan.

However, things backfired...

Houtu sighed deeply in his heart.

"Would Lingzun be willing to wait for a while?"

This made Mingyu a little surprised, and at the same time she thought to herself: "From this point of view, there is a high probability that she is not the mastermind, and there is a high probability that she is against it, so this is interesting..."

"The ancestor witch of Hou Tu can go, I will wait for the good news here."

Mingyu didn't leave in a hurry, he just rested on the spot, thinking about the direction of the road, while recovering from his injuries.

As for whether Houtu can succeed, it is not within the scope of his concern.

Anyway, he only said that he was thinking about it, and he didn't insist that whoever recognized him would take the position of honor in his tribe.

If you don't want to be skinny and respect yourself, can you still solve the development problem for the enemy?

Mingyu's request was nothing more than to be disgusted by the mastermind behind the scenes, and to observe the reactions of other ancestral witches by the way.

The spiritual land is his verification of the Dao of Zisheng, including the sacrificial land.

Looking at it now, this path is correct. If Mingyu wants to continue walking, he must expand his own achievements, that is, establish more spiritual lands, and spread the Dharma.

If the Wu Clan, the future master of the earth, wants to kill himself, then this road will not work.

Because he can avoid the killing of the witch clan, but he can't hide from the spiritual land, if he can't hide, the road will be impassable, so he can only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

"But from Houtu's point of view, it seems that the opinions of the ancestors and witches also have differences, so we can make another plan..."

(End of this chapter)