This wilderness is too dangerous

"Yuan Lian has met Brother Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin Ancestral Witch, and Hou Tu Ancestral Witch!"

Seeing the three figures sitting in the main hall, Yuan Lian smiled and greeted them one by one.

He and Di Jiang are considered elder brothers, while he and the other ancestral witches are on separate terms.

"Yuanlian, you're here, sit down." Di Jiang nodded slightly, indicating that he didn't need to be polite.

Zhu Jiuyin also smiled and bowed.

Hou Tu, after saying hello, looked Yuan Lian up and down, his eyes shining with curiosity.

A trace of suspicion flashed in Yuan Lian's eyes, and she sat upright, pretending that nothing happened.

"Ahem... little sister, please don't be rude." Zhu Jiuyin coughed twice and glanced at the youngest sister.

Hou Tu rolled his eyes in return, but he obeyed and put away his scrutinizing gaze.

The corner of Di Jiang's mouth slightly raised, taking in everything in the room, he smiled and said: "This has only lasted tens of thousands of years. Yuan Lian, you have made great progress in Taoism, so you have extraordinary qualifications."

You must know that this is the prehistoric period. In the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, every improvement in mana must be made by refining the immeasurable spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can be said that every small step of progress is basically based on Yuanhui.

"Brother Di Jiang is so impressed." Yuan Lian smiled and said, "Brother Di Jiang and all the ancestral wizards are making great progress with each passing day!"

It has to be said that the ancestral witches have the Netherworld Blood Sea as the source of evil energy, almost inexhaustible evil energy from heaven and earth, and their cultivation speed has simply increased in a straight line.

"Hahaha, that's all thanks to you, fellow Taoist." Zhu Jiuyin also laughed heartily.

Hou Tu also smiled brightly, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

After the daily business exchanges were completed and some pleasantries were exchanged, Yuan Lian became serious and started talking about business.

"Do you know Taoist Hongjun?" Yuan Lian spoke softly, looking at Di Jiang and others, observing the changes in their expressions.

I saw Di Jiang's expression condensed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were full of thought, as if he thought of something in a daze, he glanced at Yuan Lian, and then looked at his eldest brother Di Jiang.

Only Hou Tu looked confused, looking back and forth among the three of them.

In an instant, the hall that was originally filled with laughter became solemn.

After a moment, Hou Tu couldn't hide his curiosity and asked: "What are you talking about? Who is this Taoist Hongjun, and what does he have to do with our witch clan?"

Yuan Lian was about to speak, but Di Jiang interrupted first and said, "Let me speak."

Yuan Lian nodded slightly and listened attentively. Hou Tu also looked directly at his eldest brother Di Jiang, waiting for him to speak.

"Hongjun is an ancient and powerful innate saint. Its roots can be traced back to the beginning of the ancient world. It is one of the earliest innate saints born."

You know, in this ancient world, living well is not as good as practicing well.

When the heaven and earth first opened, the great avenue was active, the rules of heaven and earth were born, and the core mystery of the operation of heaven and earth even directly manifested heaven and earth.

Not to mention that the heaven and earth are filled with the primordial Qi of the Ancestor Qi, Xuanhuang Qi, etc.

Later, with the evolution of heaven and earth, the rules of heaven and earth were gradually improved and strengthened, and then evolved into the various innate spiritual energies that are now immeasurable.

Moreover, when the world first opened, countless innate spiritual treasures were gestating and growing, various spiritual roots and elixirs were nourished by the heaven and earth, and the resources were almost endless.

Just imagine how powerful it must have been from that era to now!

Yuan Lian was also stunned. No wonder Hongjun's strength was almost a level ahead of the current prehistoric saints. He even suspected that all the saints in the entire prehistoric world were not enough to defeat Hongjun alone.

That’s outrageous!

Good guy, this is because the whole world is supporting you, it’s weird if you’re not strong.

Yuan Lian is so envious and jealous!

Although he was born not too late, it is estimated that at most it will be more than a million yuan after the creation of the world.

But the divine is afraid of comparison. Compared to the time point when Hongjun transformed, there is really no comparison.

By this time, although he still had a lot of spiritual roots and spiritual treasures and plenty of innate spiritual energy, they were all leftovers.

"Are most of the innate saints so poor? In fact, it is not natural, but the spiritual roots and spiritual treasures have been looted by Hongjun?"

Yuan Lian had a flash of inspiration, and millions of thoughts were running rapidly in an instant.

The innate sacredness is born by adhering to some of the laws of the great road. It is supreme and noble, close to heaven and earth.

Logically speaking, there should be accompanying spiritual treasures that carry legal principles. For example, Zhen Yuanzi and Dijun Taiyi all have accompanying spiritual treasures that conform to their own laws and principles.

But the fact is that most innate gods are poor gods.

For example, my old friend Dong Wanggong, who was born with the spirit of Shaoyang, only had a low-grade bell. Later generations rumored that he had a dragon-headed staff, which was an innate spiritual treasure of the highest quality. It was the treasure of the Supreme Yang. Why was it missing?

Furthermore, Nuwa has the Qiankun Ding, but Fuxi doesn’t even have a hair on it. They are divine creatures born from the same root and source, and yin and yang complement each other. How come one has a companion spiritual treasure and the other does not?

There are also three points for Sanqing and Pangu Yuanshen. The three of them still share a Xuanhuang Tower at the beginning. Although this tower is also extremely extraordinary, is it not very reasonable?

There are countless kinds of these.

Yuan Lian had doubts in her heart before. She had traveled through the ancient world for countless Yuanhui events, and only counted the birth of spiritual treasures twice.

Once it was five pine needles, and once it was the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

The Dinghai Divine Pearl is not a coincidence, it was found by me through all the hard work.

"Good guy! It's your feelings that Hongjun has plundered all over the world, no wonder!" Yuan Lian's eyes fluctuated, and she mourned for the thousands of poor gods in her heart, and she felt lucky for herself.

Fortunately, Penglai Fairy Island was not discovered by Hongjun, otherwise, he would have died before he could transform.

Now he finally understood how the so-called Fenbao Rock had hundreds of innate spiritual treasures.

After listening to what their elder brother said, Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu also widened their eyes, and could roughly guess how powerful Hongjun was.

However, Houtu was still puzzled and asked: "Even if Hongjun is powerful and overpowers the prehistoric world, what does it have to do with us witches?"

Yuanlian smiled but said nothing. Maybe it didn't matter much before, but now...

How sacred is Hongjun?

He is the one who wants to be the Taoist ancestor of the prehistoric world!

Dijiang's eyes flashed with memories, "Hongjun has tried to take the Buzhou Tianzhu more than once. If it weren't for the pressure from the Father God, I'm afraid that Buzhou Mountain would have been scraped three feet into the ground by him."

Because Pangu Palace blocked the aura, Hongjun did not notice the location of the Wu Clan. It was just that time had passed, and except for Dijiang who could detect it because of his strength in the Taiyi realm, the other eleven ancestor witches did not know these inside stories.

"How can this be! Hongjun is not satisfied with plundering the prehistoric world, and he dares to take the Buzhou Mountain!" Houtu heard the words with a scorching look in her eyes, a touch of murderous aura burst out, and said angrily.

Buzhou Tianzhu, that is the spine of the Father God, standing upright, and settling the prehistoric world. It is the spiritual symbol of the Wu Clan, and it is also the private land of the ancestor witches.

All those who have ideas about Buzhou Tianzhu are enemies of their Wu Clan!

Don't think that Houtu is the youngest ancestor witch, and she looks gentle and quiet, so she has no temper.

The great land is the master of creation and vitality, but it is also the master of suppression, and it is endless and heavy.

Di Jiang ignored Hou Tu's anger and looked at Yuan Lian and said, "Since you mentioned Hongjun, you must have had some contact with him, right?"

Yuan Lian nodded directly. Originally, this trip was for this matter. He immediately said solemnly:

"Yes, just before..."

Yuan Lian recounted the things that happened when he was forcibly dragged into the past years by Hongjun while searching the long river of time.

The key point is that Hongjun warned him about the hidden dangers in his cultivation path, and finally gave him the plain flag of the cloud world.

As soon as Yuan Lian finished speaking, Zhu Jiuyin suddenly slapped his palm on the armrest of the chair seat, and said angrily:

"Humph! Shameless Hongjun, who is trying to sow discord, plotting, and trying to alienate our friendship, is really hateful and should be killed!"

What Hongjun said was almost pointing out that the witch clan preacher Yuanlian was a ghostly calculation, in order to plot Yuanlian's future.

Especially the sentence that even if Yuanlian attains the Daluo Dao, will it be me or Pangu?

This statement clearly points out that the Wu Clan wants to turn Yuanlian into a Daluo puppet, a tool prepared for the Wu Clan and Pangu.

Their hearts are worthy of death!

Hou Tu's expression also tightened, looking at Yuanlian seriously and said: "Yuanlian Daoyou, my Wu Clan is not such a person, and my elder brother will not have such intentions, you believe me!"

Yuanlian was silent, did not answer, but looked at Dijiang.

Dijiang's mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes looked at him sincerely, and whispered:

"Yuanlian, can you trust me?"

There was no explanation, let alone scolding Hongjun.

Dijiang just stared at Yuanlian quietly and asked lightly.

It's very simple. If you believe me, no matter what Hongjun says, you can't be moved.

If he didn't believe it, even if he explained it clearly and analyzed Hongjun's intentions one by one, the seeds of doubt in his heart would be cracked, and he would eventually reach a point he didn't want to see.

As soon as Dijiang said this, Zhu Jiuyin also focused his eyes on Yuanlian.

Houtu's eyes never left, but there was a hint of expectation, anxiety, and uneasiness in her eyes, making her eyes a little complicated.

Time seemed to stand still, and space seemed to solidify.

Dijiang and the other two focused their eyes, waiting for Yuanlian's answer.

They didn't seem to realize that, unknowingly, Yuanlian's bond with the Wu clan had become so deep, not just the initial cause and effect connection.

The world was silent, and the atmosphere was dead silent.

Suddenly, a hearty laugh broke the silence.

"Hahaha, brother, you know me!"