Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

Half an hour later, Wuzhuangguan’s backyard!

"Damn, we share the same luck, I think we are getting hammered together!"Looking at the unconscious Emperor Jun Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but complain when he thought of Hou Tu's fierce power.

"Junior Brother Panwang said that this Immortal Fragment Powder was developed after inspiration from his teacher. Even a quasi-sage would be comatose for three days and three nights if he ate it!"

"During these three days and three nights, you can be eaten by mermaids, and no matter what happens, you will not wake up!"

"three days……"

Zhen Yuanzi said, rolling up his sleeves!

……

One day later, the prototypes of Dijun and Taiyi were still lying on the ground like a pile of dead dogs in front of the gate of Wuzhuang Temple. Most of the gorgeous and noble golden hair of the three-legged golden crow had been plucked out, and the remaining scars and leprosy were left on the ground. A patch of west, bleak.

Zhen Yuanzi let out a sigh of relief. After all, his spiritual roots were transformed, and his body could only be said to be average. Moreover, the magical passages were good at defense but not at attack. It was quite difficult to achieve this step.

He picked up Di Jun and Taiyi's feet and threw them into the sky.

Looking at the two streaks of light going away, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but sigh:"Sure enough, the teacher is right! If a friend comes from afar, he will be killed even though he is far away!"

After thinking about it, Zhen Yuanzi pointed his right hand and made a The talisman appeared in front of me, floating in the sky.

Zhen Yuanzi made a sword finger with his right hand. After drawing on it for a long time, the talisman turned into a stream of light and went away.

"The teacher also said that when you do good deeds, you must not leave your name behind.……"

"I, Zhen Yuanzi, have indeed received the true teachings of my teacher!"

After doing all this, Zhen Yuanzi turned around and returned to Wuzhuang Temple.

"The clear breeze and the bright moon open the great formation, and Longevity Mountain is closed for thousands of years!"

"yes! master!"

……

The ancient land is a large mountain hundreds of miles away from the Houtu tribe of the Wu tribe. This is the retreat of the ancestor Wu Houtu, and it is also the forbidden area of ​​the Wu tribe.

As the most gentle person among the twelve ancestral witches, Houtu is deeply loved by the witch tribe. Every time Houtu comes to this mountain, countless shamans will come to guard him for fear of being disturbed. Dear ancestral witch!

At this moment, Hou Tu was sitting on a raised platform and staring quietly into the distance.

That's the direction of Qingyang Mountain!

There are also people there who are longing for you!

"Teacher, how are you doing now? When can we meet again?"

Sitting quietly and staring has become Hou Tu's daily life, hoping that one day he will be able to see the familiar mountain in the distance.

The figures on the mountain are still the same, and they will show warm smiles when they see themselves.

Suddenly, a stream of light flies from the distance , woke up Hou Tu who was still in a daze.

He stretched out his hand, and the stream of light fell into Hou Tu's hands, turning into a talisman full of words, and there was a strange object next to it.

"Senior Sister Houtu personally opens the door!"

"We have not seen each other for thousands of years since we parted ways in Qingyang Mountain. I miss you so much!"

"I heard that senior sister had a battle with the demon clan a few days ago and showed off the majesty of our Qingyang Mountain. My brother is very admired and extremely angry. The demon clan's kid is cunning, shameless, and overestimating his own abilities... (Three thousand words are omitted here.!)"

"I wish I could kill Jiutian on the spot and wash away the heaven with blood!"

"The day before yesterday, by chance, I met an old friend of two senior sisters and made a feather duster, specially dedicated to the senior sisters!"

"I hope senior sister can always smile and stay eighteen forever!"

"When we were in Qingyang Mountain, the teacher always taught us to do good deeds without leaving a name!"

"I am just an ordinary disciple of Qingyang Mountain. I have admired Senior Sister Houtu for a long time. Senior Sister does not need to find out who I am!"

"Here comes an ordinary disciple of Qingyang Mountain!"

Houtu read the letter in one breath, omitting the 3,000 words of nonsense, and took a deep breath.

The Law of Wutu!

The Law of Qiankun!

The Law of Life!

Good guy, the three laws in the talisman are full of charm. I'm almost going to sacrifice this letter and turn it into a spiritual treasure.

"Sure enough, the teacher is right. Those who are close to ink are black, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to red clouds are shameless.……"The back soil is full of black lines.

Zhen Yuanzi, you’ve learned too much!

But after all, the junior brother whom he had not contacted for ten thousand years received a letter, and Houtu's mood suddenly improved.

Turning his head, he saw the feather duster that came with the letter. This object that the teacher on Qingyang Mountain had talked about was the first time Hou Tu had seen it.

However, the golden feathers and burning sun fire on it gave Hou Tu an extremely familiar feeling.

Looking at this feather duster, Houtu fell into deep thought...

So, something must have happened that I don't know about, right?

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