Except for the twelve ancestral witches, the bloodlines of the other great witches are more or less not so pure, and are mixed with the bloodlines of other races. After awakening the power of the bloodline, they will slowly gather together and now live together in Jiuli.
The great witches themselves cannot reproduce, and can only rely on this reincarnation from generation to generation to increase the number of the race. As Pangu's essence and blood are dispersed, the reborn witch race gradually weakens in strength, and it can be said that each generation is inferior to the last.
"One generation is not as good as the other, but Grand Ancestor Di Jiang is so lucky to have found a genius with such a strong bloodline! Is that divine archer named 'Yi' the reincarnation of a great witch he found from the human race?"
The Jiuli tribe is more primitive and barbaric. People gather together in twos and threes to chat, and their voices pass through the earthen walls and stone walls and reach Tongsu's ears.
"Of course. I heard that when he was five years old, his parents photographed him in the mountains and forests. Yi grew up in the mountains. Later, he was discovered by Grand Ancestor Di Jiang and brought him back to Jiuli."
"When he was twenty years old, he won the first place among the eighty-one tribes by practicing bow and arrow! However, his bow and arrow with average strength could not withstand it at all. Otherwise, he would have been able to fight in the ancient times and become famous. There are four directions, and what’s going on with the ten princes of the Demon Clan!”
"Everything is fine now! Isn't it said that the Tong Bow that the demon clan sent a few years ago has the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal? If Yi gets her, he will definitely be stronger!"
"That's right. I also heard a rumor that the Tong Tong Bow can transform into human form and is the future princess of the demon clan!"
"Wow, isn't it? Then she's quite miserable, hahaha... To be honest, sooner or later the demon clan will perish. Maybe if she comes to our witch clan, we can still survive!"
"That's right!"
"Let's not talk about it for now. Didn't Heaven's Law order the Witch Clan and Monster Clan to cease fighting now? Don't be accused of inciting trouble... To be honest, it's really boring now. I just like to fight. Now. I don’t know what else to do.”
"You can find someone to fight with yourself, such as Yi, and compete with him in archery! Maybe you can also meet the future crown princess of the demon tribe, hahaha!"
"I won't go. He keeps saying that the Tong Bow is broken and has not been repaired, so it cannot be used... Hahaha, I laughed so hard. A magical bow can break! What kind of magical bow is this? I made it by cutting branches myself. Worse than anything else!”
Hearing this, Tong Su made a self-deprecating sound, wrapped her leather robe tightly around her body, and walked away with her short legs without looking back.
The price of the broken bow is the sudden weakness of the body.
At the beginning, she was not even conscious at all. She was brought back to Jiuli for training for several years, and now she can barely return to her human form.
After transforming into a human form, she no longer had the physical fitness to join forces with the Golden Crow to fight Jumang, and returned to the four or five-year-old, three-headed little beetle she had been when she first transformed into a human form.
Nowadays, the winter is cold and snowy, and she even has to rely on a leather robe to keep warm!
Next to Tong Su stood a young man with a resolute appearance. The young man frowned when he heard the sound: "Are you and the prince of the demon tribe a Taoist couple?"
The notorious prince of the demon clan turns out to be a pervert who likes young children? !
Xiao Douding glanced at him indifferently and cursed in a sweet voice: "What does it have to do with you?"
She was too lazy to talk anymore, so she returned to the stone house, changed back to her original form, and landed on the table without saying a word.
That young man is "Yi".
When Tong Su saw him, she could not help but get angry, so she became more and more unwilling to talk to him, and always maintained a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude.
If it wasn't something important, nine out of ten times a day, she would remain in her original state, lying half-dead on the table, not giving him any reaction.