Great Primordial: I, The Four-Legged Gold-Eating Beast, Swallow Karmic Merit

"Go, go, you big bastard, why are you hugging me?

Scare the little guy again! "

Di Jiang pushed Zhu Rong aside without waiting for Zhu Rong to react.

On Houtu's shoulder, Zhou Yuan rolled his eyes at Zhu Rong.

Are you kidding me? A weak girl like Houtu doesn't want to be in the arms of her, but she runs into the arms of a big man like Zhu Rong?

I'm afraid I'm not fooling myself.

Zhu Rong's eyes twitched and he looked embarrassed.

"Hahaha, Zhu Rong, you are so exhausted!

How about dealing with Demon Race? You can't even deal with such a little monster.

This little thing despises you, I see it. "

Gong Gong saw Zhu Rong was defeated and mocked him without any hesitation.

Zhu Rong, who was already his enemy, turned red with anger when he heard what Gong Gong said!

Although it was quite red originally.

"Fart! How can I still deal with such a little monster?

I just...just..."

He looked at Zhou Yuan on Houtu's shoulder with his head raised and looking disdainfully, and then at Di Jiang who was looking at him eagerly.

Zhu Rong only waited for a long time and had no idea why.

It seems that I really can't do anything to this little ancestor.

Looking at the way Di Jiang protects this little guy, if he dares to take off a hair from him, his elder brother Di Jiang will have to peel off his own skin.

The Witch Clan is warlike, but it doesn't deserve a fight.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhu Rong could only turn his head gloomily.

If you can't afford to offend me, can you still afford to hide?

A good man doesn't suffer any loss in the moment, and besides, this little guy can spit out Karmic Merit. He will have to rely on this little guy to improve his level in the future.

"Haha, Zhu Rong, you are scared!"

"Well done little guy!"

All the Ancestral Witches are also watching the excitement and don't mind it.

After joking for a while, Zhu Rong was ostracized by the Ancestral Witches and was like an angry little daughter-in-law, squatting in a corner, looking pitiful.

All the Ancestral Witches have finally given up.

"Okay, stop making trouble.

Come here, everyone, I have something important to say! "

When the commotion was almost over, Di Jiang coughed lightly and called all the Ancestral Witches over.

The Ancestral Witches heard the sound and looked towards Di Jiang.

Seeing all the Ancestral Witches looking at him, Di Jiang waved his hand and set a ban outside Pangu Hall.

Upon seeing this, all the Ancestral Witches knew that Di Jiang had something important to say, so they stopped playing around and their expressions became serious.

Di Jiang looked around at all the Ancestral Witches and then said.

“In today’s battle, my Witch Clan could have defeated Demon Race.

However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun intervened and ordered the Witch Clan Demon Race not to start another war.

This incident indeed gave Demon Race a chance to breathe.

But for me, Witch Clan, it’s not necessarily a bad thing. "

Di Jiang spoke and looked at Zhou Yuan on Houtu's shoulder.

All the Ancestral Witches followed Di Jiang's gaze, their eyes flashing brightly.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Di Jiang smiled.

"During this period, the Witch Clan Demon Race cannot start a war.

We can collect a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual fruits and feed the little guy.

Although the war between Witch Clan and Demon Race has stopped now.

But sooner or later it will open again.

That's when the decisive battle really comes.

Before that, our task is to improve our cultivation to the late stage of Pseudo Saint.

Wash away karma and accumulate Karmic Merit.

If we wait for Twelve Ancestral Witch to reach Pseudo Saint perfection.

Then form the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation, even Saint can give it a try! "

Listening to Di Jiang's words, all the Ancestral Witches had a look of yearning in their eyes.

The twelve Pseudo Saints perfectly formed the Dutian Twelve Divine Evil Formation, what kind of power it must be!

It's not easy to kill those bastards like Demon Race!

"Ouch~"

Standing on Houtu's shoulder, Zhou Yuan felt happy when he heard that a group of Ancestral Witches were looking for spiritual fruits for him.

This feeling is good.

I suddenly have twelve more wage earners on my hands.

After the discussion, the Ancestral Witches went out to look for heavenly materials and earthly treasures for Zhou Yuan!

"Brother, although if the little guy can really spit out Karmic Merit, it will definitely be a good thing for Heaven Defying for us, but you really didn't deceive us? Otherwise, the Great War of Witches and Demons has just ended, and the Witch Clan is full of waste, we and others It’s not worth it to go together to find treasures for the little guy!” Qiang Liang frowned as soon as he stepped out of Pangu Temple.

"Qiang Liang, why do you question Big Brother's words so much? How could Big Brother fool us?" Zhu Rong said carelessly.

He believed in Zhou Yuan more. After all, the little guy was so cute, and he looked like he had a lot of good fortune.

"But this matter is so troublesome that I can't help but question it!" Qiang Liang said with a wry smile.

Why didn't he want to believe it? This was incredible.

He swallowed Grand Dao Karmic Merit, which he really couldn't believe unless he saw it with his own eyes.

"To be honest, although the little guy is cute, I don't think he is that Heaven Defying. After all, swallowing Karmic Merit is unheard of!" Shē Bishi said with a smile.

"Hahaha~!"

After hearing what Qiang Liang and the others said, Di Jiang was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed mysteriously and said, "Qiang Liang's concerns are not unreasonable. I didn't believe them at first, but facts speak louder than words. Saying a thousand words is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes." See, you will know when you find more treasures from heaven and earth to feed the little one!"

"Hmm~! Then we are looking forward to it~!"

Time flies by.

It has been quite a while since the last time in the Witch Clan Hall, a group of Ancestral Witches had agreed to take advantage of the time before the war started again to try their best to find heavenly materials and treasures for Zhou Yuan.

In the tribal hall, Houtu sat on a chair, concentrating on understanding the rules and purifying his bloodline.

The aura of law on his body has become more and more intense.

The law of earth has evolved to its extreme in Houtu.

In the dark, there seems to be another force calling Houtu, but this feeling is always like looking at flowers in the fog, which makes people unable to touch.

After exiting the cultivation state, Houtu opened his eyes.

“The Palace of Purple Firmament is about to start teaching again and cannot continue to be in retreat.

Although there is now Karmic Merit, the Grand Dao explained by Dao Ancestor still has some uses and should not be missed. "

I have gone to listen to Dao Ancestor Hongjun’s sermons twice, and Houtu didn’t want to miss this third sermon.

Suddenly, Houtu saw Zhou Yuan lying beside him, and an idea flashed in his mind.

"By the way, this little guy has strange heels and can spit out Karmic Merit. He must be favored by the Grand Dao.

Your future achievements are limitless.

Besides, unlike the Witch Clan, the little guy can cultivate primordial spirit. If we take him to the Palace of Purple Firmament to listen to sermons, will he also gain something? "

At the thought of this, Houtu's mind was filled with excitement.

The reason why Zhou Yuan was not taken before was because Zhou Yuan was still too weak and could not even reach the Golden Immortal.

And now Zhou Yuan has reached the level of Golden Immortal of Supreme Unity.

It can somewhat resist the invasion of some chaotic winds.

Plus, with his own protection, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Although the little guy Zhou Yuan was adopted by himself, in the Witch Clan over the years, the blessings Zhou Yuan has given to the Witch Clan are by no means just a simple adoption.

If possible, Houtu also hopes that Zhou Yuan can become stronger.

Thinking of this, Houtu waved to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan, who was lying on the bed out of boredom, saw Houtu calling him.

With a slight leap, he jumped into Houtu's arms.

Touching Zhou Yuan's head, Houtu smiled and asked.

“Little guy, the Palace of Purple Firmament Dao Ancestor is about to start again.

Unlike the Witch Clan, you can practice primordial spirit. Would you like to come with me to the Palace of Purple Firmament? "

"Palace of Purple Firmament?"

Zhou Yuan was surprised. He didn't expect Houtu to tell him this.

“Houtu has gone to the Palace of Purple Firmament twice before, and this should be the third time he preaches at the Palace of Purple Firmament.

If I remember correctly, after the third sermon, it was time for Hongjun to divide the treasures from the cliff.

If I could go there, I might be able to fish in troubled waters and get some treasures.

If you're lucky, you can get those few treasures..."

Zhou Yuan's mind came alive.

He nodded to Houtu and called out.

"Ouch~"

Houtu immediately understood what Zhou Yuan meant.

"Okay, little one, let's go together."

"By the way, there are many powerful powers in the Palace of Purple Firmament. You can't show too much, otherwise you will attract the attention of other powerful powers and you will be in danger. Do you understand, little guy?"

Zhou Yuan nodded.

I still understand the principle of hitting the first bird with a gun, and developing in a low-key manner is the way to go.

"Ouch~"

"Okay, let's leave now."

Holding Zhou Yuan in his arms, Houtu stood up, walked out of the palace, disappeared, and flew towards the Palace of Purple Firmament.

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