Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"No need to be so polite. Gonggong's breakthrough to the Quasi-Sage is the result of his hard work, and has little to do with me." Ao Changsheng said softly.

"However, I have some doubts that I would like to ask you brothers and sisters. I wonder if it is okay."

"Senior Changsheng, please ask." Houtu said.

"Thousands of years ago, Gonggong, you should not have come to my Taoist temple by chance!" Ao Changsheng asked.

He still had some doubts after all, after all, Hongjun had only been preaching for more than a thousand years.

Gonggong came back from Zixiao Palace, but did not return to the Wu clan. Instead, he came to the East China Sea and coincidentally found his Taoist temple.

How could there be such a coincidence.

"It was Daozu Hongjun who instructed me to come here." Gonggong replied directly without hesitation.

On the side, Houtu also told Ao Changsheng what happened in Zixiao Palace at that time.

"Hongjun?" Ao Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he was not very surprised.

After all, only Yang Mei and Hongjun knew where his Taoist temple was. Hongjun had already achieved enlightenment, so Yang Mei could not still be in the prehistoric world.

Therefore, if anyone revealed the location of his Taoist temple, it would naturally be Hongjun.

On the side, hearing Ao Changsheng calling Hongjun's name directly, Gonggong and Houtu couldn't help but look at each other.

Sure enough... this senior Changsheng is the one called Daoist friend by Hongjun Daozu, at least an antique Quasi-Sage peak.

Even like Hongjun Daozu, he is a saint, a hidden saint.

Gonggong and Houtu looked at Ao Changsheng, who was as unfathomable as Hongjun, and thought to themselves.

"Senior Changsheng, I have something to ask you!" On the side, Houtu suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"What is it?" Ao Changsheng looked at Houtu.

"Back then, in Zixiao Palace, I asked Daozu to teach the Wu clan because the Wu clan could not practice Hongjun Immortal Dao. Daozu taught me that the opportunity for the Wu clan is here with you."

Hou Tu paused for a moment before continuing: "So, I dare to ask you to teach me the path of cultivation for my Wu clan."

Hearing Hou Tu's request, Ao Changsheng paused.

Teach the Wu clan to practice?

What a joke!

The Wu clan he had seen were only the two of them, how could he teach them?

However, Ao Changsheng looked at the pile of innate spiritual treasures shining with precious light on the side, and suddenly felt that he had to live up to these treasures!

It's okay for innate spiritual treasures, and more of them are not of much use to him, but those innate spiritual roots are all treasures that can speed up his practice.

Meng.

Ao Changsheng then slowly said: "The path of cultivation for the Wu clan must ultimately be opened up by your Wu clan, the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan. Only in this way can it be the path of cultivation for your Wu clan."

Hearing Ao Changsheng's words, Hou Tu was stunned immediately, but then fell into thought.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, and Hou Tu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Yes! The path of cultivation for their Wu clan must naturally be walked and opened up by themselves. If it is guided by others, what kind of path of cultivation for the Wu clan is it?

Could it be that the twelve ancestors of their Wu clan, the millions of Wu clan, can't open up a path of cultivation for the Wu clan!

"Thank you for your guidance, senior, I understand!" Hou Tu suddenly thanked Ao Changsheng.

"I'm glad you understand!"

Ao Changsheng looked at Hou Tu in front of him and nodded gently.

Although he did have the intention of fooling Hou Tu a little, what he said was his true feelings.

The more he practiced, the more Ao Changsheng felt the mystery of practice.

Every breakthrough in cultivation, every understanding of the great way of the world, was a great joy and happiness from the heart.

But at the same time, Ao Changsheng also felt more and more how personal practice was.

Even the magical powers and secret methods he obtained from the system, after his own practice.

After millions of years of research and hard work, they will eventually be marked with his own mark.

Even the method of opening up the inner world that Ao Changsheng recently obtained, he subconsciously modified according to his own ideas during the practice.

And not long ago, when he recognized the difference between the unity of the Tao and the realization of the Tao when Gonggong broke through, he was more certain of this.

From the Daluo Jinxian to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, there is no specific way of practice in the quasi-sage realm in between.

Whether it is Hongjun's method of beheading the three corpses, the Hunyuan Dao obtained from the dragon clan inheritance, or even his method of opening up the inner world.

They are all cultivation paths to Hunyuan opened up by predecessors.

And Ao Changsheng had a vague guess in his heart, perhaps... only the real pioneers can truly become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Of course... this is just Ao Changsheng's own guess, and he has no evidence.

"By the way!" Ao Changsheng suddenly looked at Gonggong and Houtu and said: "ThenLet me remind you!"

"This era is the era of witches and liches, and you two tribes of witches and liches are destined to be the protagonists of this era."

"But just like the three tribes of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns in the previous era, you two tribes will also be the protagonists of this catastrophe."

Originally, when Gonggong and Houtu heard Ao Changsheng say that they were the protagonists of this era, they were still surprised, but when they heard the last sentence, they were immediately scared and broke out in cold sweats.

The fact that the two quasi-saint ancestors of witches broke out in cold sweats shows the weight of Ao Changsheng's words.

"Senior Changsheng, what do you mean..." Houtu couldn't help but feel a little dry in the mouth, and couldn't help but think of the three tribes of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns in the prehistoric world at this time.

Although it can't be said to be exterminated, it is definitely not much better.

"Well, that's what you mean. "Ao Changsheng nodded directly.

"Senior Changsheng, the demon clan only has two quasi-saints, Dijun and Taiyi, how can they be compared with my Wu clan..." Gonggong said in a deep voice.

The opportunity to kill the demon clan in front of the world's fetal membrane emerged in his mind, and a regret far deeper than before emerged in his heart.

"As the protagonist of this era, most of the luck between heaven and earth lies in your two clans. Even if you are weak now, you will soon grow stronger. "Ao Changsheng shook his head slightly.

In the last era, the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribes were not strong at the beginning. They also fought for supremacy and grew stronger in the long time of an era.

In contrast, at the beginning of this era, the witch tribe had twelve quasi-saints, the twelve ancestors of witches, and the demon tribe also had two quasi-saints, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

This is much happier than the dragon, phoenix and unicorn in the last era.

"Senior Changsheng, is there no other way? Can my witch tribe only prosper in this era and then completely fall into desolation?" Houtu couldn't help asking.

"Yes."

Under Houtu's surprised eyes, Ao Changsheng nodded affirmatively.

"There is still a glimmer of hope in the way of heaven. Even if you are the protagonist of the catastrophe, there must be a glimmer of hope." Ao Changsheng said with certainty.

"However, a glimmer of hope is only a glimmer after all. Even if you grasp it, the witch tribe will not be as prosperous as it is now! ”

“Why, Senior…” Gonggong couldn’t help but want to ask, but was interrupted by Houtu.

“Please, Senior Changsheng, give me some advice on this ray of hope!”

Houtu bowed decisively and asked.

Ao Changsheng looked at Houtu deeply, and then whispered: “This ray of hope is still in your Wu clan. You should think more about it.”

“If you want to dominate the prehistoric world, you should think more about what your Wu clan can bring to the prehistoric world, not what the prehistoric world can bring to you.”

“What can we… bring to the prehistoric world?” Houtu was a little stunned.

“Okay, that’s all I can tell you!” Ao Changsheng looked at Houtu who was lost in thought and Gonggong who was hesitant to speak and whispered.

“Would you like to come to my dojo and sit down?” Ao Changsheng invited.

“No, Senior Changsheng. "Hou Tu shook her head.

"Thank you for your guidance this time. We need to rush back to the Wu Clan as soon as possible to discuss this matter with our brothers."

"Then I wish you good luck." Ao Changsheng did not force it. He opened the passage between the Taoist temple and the prehistoric world and let the two leave.

...

Standing on the shore, Ao Changsheng watched the backs of Hou Tu and Gong Gong, the two witches, leaving, and sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, it is not a coincidence or destiny that only Hou Tu, the ancestor witch of the Wu Clan, will survive in the future and continue the prehistoric Wu Clan.

It is inevitable. Hou Tu, who seems to be mellow, has the decisiveness of Gong Gong next to him.

Just as he said a ray of hope.

Whether it is Hou Tu or Gong Gong, When Ao Changsheng explained, everyone understood what the so-called glimmer of hope of the Wu Clan was.

The twelve ancestor witches are the sky of the Wu Clan, and also the root of the Wu Clan.

As long as the twelve ancestor witches do not fall, the Wu Clan will not decline. As long as one ancestor witch does not die, the Wu Clan will always have a glimmer of hope.

Similarly, as long as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi do not die, the demon clan will not decline.

"Because of this, the eternal protagonists between heaven and earth will not be you Wu clan and demon clan!"

Ao Changsheng looked at the backs of the two witches and talked to himself. The moment the voice fell, the incarnation directly dissipated.