Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 34 The Thoughts of the Pangu Temple Witch Clan

Hou Tu stared at Zhao Gongming and said in a deep voice.

"Where are you from, and how do you know the Pangu body refining technique of my witch clan?"

"My master, one of the Three Pure Ones in Kunlun, the Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, I am the chief of the Shangqing lineage, and so is Zhao Gongming."

"The first disciple of Lingbao Tianzun?"

Hou Tu looked at Zhao Gongming with suspicion.

"The ancestral witch doesn't believe it?"

Zhao Gongming activated the Qing Immortal Technique, and suddenly an authentic Taoist charm came to his face.

"It is indeed the authentic atmosphere of Xuanmen."

Hou Tu was an ancestral witch, and she also went to the Zixiao Palace where Taoist ancestors gave lectures.

Taozu only accepted six disciples, namely Sanqing, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jingyin, to teach Xuanmen immortal techniques.

The Zhao Gongming in front of him had such a strong Xuanmen aura that he must be a disciple of the six of them.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Sanqing, so all these things are connected."

Hou Tu thought of Sanqing again, and most of the doubts in his heart were suddenly solved.

After the death of Father God Pangu, the essence and blood turned into the twelve ancestral witches, and the soul turned into the Kunlun Three Pure Ones.

Both of them accepted part of the inheritance of Pangu Father God.

Strictly speaking, there are some relatives between the Wu clan and the Sanqing people.

The reason why Zhao Gongming was able to demonstrate such a perfect Pangu body refining technique must be because he accepted the inheritance of Sanqing.

"It turns out that I am a disciple of fellow Taoist Sanqing. I have offended many people. Please don't blame me, fellow Taoist."

Hou Tu waved his hand and quickly lifted the means of imprisoning Zhao Gongming.

"Little friend?"

Zhao Gongming suddenly became a little angry, saying that he could tolerate anything, but that he was young and could not tolerate this.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming."

Hou Tu said it again very seriously.

"It turns out that this is the real Pangu body refining technique. I was wrong before!"

At this time, Xing Tian also came out of his lost state, his eyes shining with light.

He began to imitate Zhao Gongming and practiced one form after another.

After completing a set of physical refining techniques, Xingtian's aura increased a lot!
After completing the five sets of physical refining techniques, the aura on Xingtian's body has climbed to the limit of the Golden Immortal Peak!

After finishing ten sets of physical training techniques, there was only a "boom" sound.

The aura on Xing Tian's body was like a volcano erupting, and the terrifying power of Qi and blood seemed to have turned into substance and kept impacting.

Xingtian, after completing ten sets of body refining techniques, suddenly attained the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal from the peak of Golden Immortal.

After Xing Tian broke through, his spirit was greatly shaken. He quickly came to Zhao Gongming, bowed his hands, and said very seriously.

"Xingtian of the Wu Clan, thank you fellow Taoist Gongming for your help."

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. Get up quickly."

Zhao Gongming cast a spell and quickly lifted Xing Tian up.

Xingtian's move increased Zhao Gongming's favor a lot.

It seems that the Wu clan is not as simple-minded, well-developed limbs, and irritable as he thought.
Zhao Gongming smiled at Hou Tu, "Master Zuwu, I have pointed out the mistakes in the body refining technique and corrected them, but I don't know about the Pangu blood pool."

"A few days ago, our witch clan held a competition among the Golden Immortal monks. Xing Tian won the first place and got a chance to go to the Pangu Blood Pool. Now that he has broken through the Taiyi Golden Immortal, I will give this opportunity to you."

"I'm OK."

Zhao Gongming nodded directly.

"Okay, then you can come with me to Pangu Palace."

"Going to Pangu Palace?"

Hou Tu explained, "Pangu Blood Pool is of great importance, and I need to inform my brothers."

"So you can't make the decision anymore." Zhao Gongming was a little frustrated, but now that the matter was over, he could only follow Hou Tu.

Houtu asked Xingtian to take Little Black Tiger back to the Houtu tribe to stabilize their realm.

He took Zhao Gongming and rushed towards the Pangu Palace in the depths of Buzhou Mountain.

On the way, Zhao Gongming asked curiously, "Master Zu Wu, I heard that the innate Taoist body is the most suitable for cultivating the road. Why don't the witch clan show people the innate Taoist body?"

"My witch clan does not have a soul. We only practice physical training on weekdays. There is no difference between the innate Tao body and the body of our ancestral witches."

"Oh, that."

Zhao Gongming nodded quickly, and then asked in a low voice.

"Then I wonder if Lord Ancestral Witch can transform into the innate Taoist form?"

Hou Tu looked Zhao Gongming up and down, and still satisfied Zhao Gongming's request.

With a thought, the huge innate Tao body instantly transformed into the appearance of the innate Tao body.

After transforming into the innate Taoist body, Hou Tu's appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He is about 1.7 meters tall, with black hair like a waterfall, and delicate facial features, as if made of white jade by heaven, without a single flaw.

Wearing a light yellow dress, it highlights the willow's slender waist, which is full of grace.

The figure is graceful and exquisite, and the faint fragrance exudes from her body makes people feel fascinated.

For a moment, even Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded!
"what happened?"

Hou Tu asked.

"It's nothing, I just think your innate Taoist body is very beautiful."

A knowing smile appeared on Hou Tu's face, and his mood suddenly became very good.

No matter who it is, they feel very happy when they are praised for their good looks, and Zuwu is no exception.

Hou Tu took Zhao Gongming and soon arrived in front of Pangu Hall.

The gate of Pangu Hall is extremely tall, completely black, simple and thick, and exudes a touch of coercion.

It is the place where the Twelve Ancestral Witches practice and discuss affairs on a daily basis.

Hou Tu waved his hand, and the door of Pangu Hall creaked and then opened to both sides.

Suddenly, a wild and ancient atmosphere hit the face, making people feel the changes of the years.

Hou Tu took Zhao Gongming in and saw only three ancestral wizards in Pangu Hall.

One is like a yellow sac, red as red fire, with six legs and four wings, and is faceless. He is the ancestral shaman of space speed.

A man as green as bamboo, with a bird body and a human face, riding two dragons on his feet, is Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood.

There is another person with the head of an animal and a human body, covered with red scales, with fire snakes in his ears and fire dragons on his feet. He is the ancestor of fire, Wu Zhurong.

The three ancestral wizards naturally exuded tremendous pressure.

Even when Zhao Gongming moved the magic power, he was still out of breath.

"Sister Houtu, why did you bring a young outsider monk to my Pangu Palace?"

A voice like a yellow bell and a big Lu sounded, full of oppression. It was exactly what the leader of the ancestral witches, Di Jiang, said.

"Brother, this man is not an ordinary minor cultivator. He has a great background, and he has also done a great favor to our Wu Clan."

"A big favor?" Di Jiang frowned, "How did you help my Wu Clan?"

"I have improved the body refining technique of my witch clan, and the efficiency has been greatly improved."

Hou Tu told the three ancestral witches about Zhao Gongming and Xing Tian in detail, and also revealed Zhao Gongming's identity.

After hearing this, Di Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of interest in his heart.

In the current Lich War, the strength of both witches and demons is about the same.

If we could use Zhao Gongming to draw Sanqing to the side of the Witch Clan, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to defeat the Demon Clan?

A smile appeared on Di Jiang's face, and he nodded to Zhao Gongming, "It turns out that I am a disciple of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun. No wonder I have reached the peak of Jinxian Taoism at a young age. I am the ancestor Wu Di Jiang, so you are polite."

(End of this chapter)