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

Zhou Yuan was eating happily on the tree.

The Xuan Ming tribe is adjacent to the Houtu tribe.

In the large tent in the center of the tribe, a woman with a stern face and a bit of majesty was sitting cross-legged in meditation with her eyes closed.

The water vapor lingers around the woman's body, making her skin supple and supple.

The laws of water are almost visible to the naked eye. Even among the powerful people in the Great Primordial, the understanding of this law is at the top.

The person who can sit in this big tent is still a woman, and her cultivation is so advanced that her identity is ready to be revealed.

One of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming.

Suddenly, Xuan Ming's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming had doubts in her eyes.

"Huh? Who the hell dares to pick my Diyuan Fruit?"

Although the Witch Clan does not have a primordial spirit, it will leave its own unique spiritual imprint on some specific objects as a mark.

It was precisely because his spiritual imprint was touched that Xuan Ming noticed the abnormality.

But at the same time, Xuan Ming also had some doubts in his heart.

"Is it my little sister Houtu?"

Xuan Ming thought in his mind.

But the next moment, Xuan Ming shook his head and got rid of this idea.

I know Houtu’s temperament, and if he really wants to pick it up, he will definitely say hello to me.

Moreover, the Diyuan Fruit and Houtu are not compatible with each other, so picking Houtu will be useless.

“Could it be that a thief has sneaked into my little sister’s tribe?

No, I have to go take a look. "

Although the Earth Origin Fruit is not indispensable to me, it is still my thing.

If Houtu uses it, then he just uses it, it’s nothing.

But if some thieves take advantage of it, then the thieves should stay under the tree for nourishment.

Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch thought so in her mind.

The Witch Clan has never been a good man or woman.

Among them, Houtu is an outlier, very kind-hearted.

With this thought in mind, Xuan Ming Ancestral Witch did not waste any more time.

Xuan Ming stood up, looked into the void, and suddenly raised his breath.

The seemingly delicate hand seemed to turn into a sharp blade.

"Crack!"

One of Xuan Ming's jade hands inserted directly into the void.

With a crisp sound, the space was actually cracked.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Ming's handwriting muscles bulged slightly, and the space in front of him was suddenly torn apart, revealing the endless void inside.

The next moment, Xuan Ming stepped into the void.

As Xuan Ming entered the void, the original space closed again and returned to its original state.

Houtu tribe, Houtu, who was still practicing, suddenly felt a familiar aura and slowly opened his eyes.

"Eh? Why did Sister Xuan Ming come over suddenly?

Could it be something happened? "

Witch Clan Ancestral Witch, if there is no such thing, will usually stay in their own tribe to prevent a sneak attack from a big monster.

Therefore, if nothing were the case, there would generally be no Ancestral Witch wandering around.

Thinking of this, Houtu stood up.

Get ready to meet Xuan Ming.

As soon as Houtu stood up, the void in front of him suddenly shattered with a bang.

The next moment, Ancestral Witch Xuan Ming walked out of it.

Compared to Houtu, Xuan Ming is like a cold queen, intimidating.

"Sister Xuan Ming."

Houtu was not surprised when he saw Xuan Ming's appearance. He just smiled and said hello.

Witch Clan is mostly like this.

But when he heard Houtu's voice, Xuan Ming was stunned, looked at Houtu, and asked in surprise.

"Little sister, are you in the tribe?"

Xuan Ming's sudden words made Houtu stunned.

What does it mean to be in the tribe? Haven’t you been in the tribe since you came back from the lecture at Palace of Purple Firmament?

What's so surprising about this?

"Sister, what do you mean by this?"

Houtu was confused.

Seeing that Houtu seemed completely unaware, Xuan Ming said.

"I thought you were not in the tribe, little sister.

The tribe was broken into by thieves. "

Xuan Ming said seriously.

Upon hearing Xuan Ming's words, Houtu smiled and shook his head.

"Sister, you are kidding me. I have always been in the tribe. If an outsider really came in, how could I not notice it?"

Houtu shook his head in denial.

I have been staying here all this time, and I really think that my job as an Ancestral Witch is in vain.

"The spiritual imprint I set on the Diyuan Fruit was touched."

Xuan Ming said.

After the words fell, Houtu, who had looked indifferent just now, had a stiff expression on his face.

"Sister, is what you said true?"

"Should I come here to tease you instead?"

Xuan Ming was speechless, why did his little sister look so stupid.

"Little sister, did you really not notice that outsiders had sneaked into the tribe?"

Xuan Ming asked again.

"Definitely not, not since I came back from the Palace of Purple Firmament..."

Houtu suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

"Oops! I forgot about this little guy!"

Houtu seemed to have thought of something and hurried towards the place where the Diyuan fruit was planted in the back hill.

Seeing Houtu's furious look, Xuan Ming was confused for a moment.

It was obvious that I had vowed just now, but why did it change again in a flash?

But at this moment Houtu had already rushed out of the tent and rushed towards the back mountain, and Xuan Ming could only follow.

Although if there was really a thief, he would probably have run away if he ate the Earth Origin Fruit, but he still wanted to take a look.

"Little sister, what's going on? Did you find anything?"

Xuan Ming asked after catching up with Houtu.

Hearing Xuan Ming's question, Houtu showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Just as he was talking, Houtu looked at the cradle he had prepared for the little beast, only to find that there was no trace of the little beast in it.

I didn't know the time when I was practicing, and I forgot about feeding for a while.

At this time, Xuan Ming came to the door again, and Houtu already had a vague suspicion in his mind.

"Sister, this matter is still uncertain, but don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."

The Diyuan Fruit blooms for thousands of years, bears fruit for thousands of years, and matures for thousands of years.

Only a hundred pieces mature each time.

And because of her perfect compatibility with Xuan Ming, she has always been regarded as a treasure by Xuan Ming.

It is planted here because Houtu is more suitable for the growth of Diyuan fruit trees.

Xuan Ming also cherishes this fruit.

They only come here every 30,000 years to pick them and use them to make fruit wine or something.

The Great Witches of the Houtu tribe dare not pick it at will.

Xuan Ming shook his head after hearing Houtu's words.

"What are you talking about, little sister, you didn't steal the fruit. Find the guy who stole the fruit and leave it to me. I will deal with it myself."

Xuanming did not blame Houtu for the incident.

"Well, eldest sister, don't be impulsive. Let me handle it first."

Houtu was a little embarrassed. How should he tell his eldest sister that he had brought a spiritual beast cub back, and he had forgotten to feed it during practice, leaving the cub to find fruit for himself when he was hungry?

Besides, Houtu really likes that little beast that has not yet developed its intelligence, so he can't really just leave it in Xun Ming's hands.

Houtu could only complain in his heart and kept praying in his heart.

"Little guy, don't eat too much. Just eat a few to satisfy your hunger. Otherwise, Sister Xuan Ming will really make you stew!"

Thinking of this, Houtu couldn't help but speed up his steps.

The two girls are both Ancestral Witches, and the mountain behind is not that far away, they are there in the blink of an eye.

But this blink of an eye seemed so long to Houtu at this time.

Finally, Xuan Ming Houtu came to the bottom of the Diyuan fruit tree.

I saw fruit stones everywhere under the fruit trees.

Snap, a golden figure fell from the tree.

There was still the last Earth Yuan Fruit on the tree in his mouth.

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