Qiang Xiang gave a respectful salute again, and then said, "I left the witch world and spent countless years returning to the Taoist Cultivation Center of the universe. Only then did I know that my Wu Clan was forced out of the land of the Taoist Cultivation in the universe, and it was premeditated. Things. They were afraid of my witch clan's powerful physical body, and then they teamed up to use a conspiracy to squeeze my witch clan away."
Hong nodded, he naturally knew what Qiangxiang said. It's just that there are constantly other people's conspiracies, and there are also the Witch Clan's own considerations.
"When I arrived at Mount Kallang, I was just in time for the opening of the Gate of Good Fortune. I was very excited at that time. I participated in the opening battle of the Gate of Good Fortune..."
"Wait..." An extremely old looking old man stopped Qiangxiang.
Qiang Xiang stopped and continued, but said respectfully, "Ji Zu, please."
The old man nodded and said, "Strong, did you say that you participated in the first opening battle of the gate of good fortune? As far as I know, your strength is very strong, but you want to participate in the first time for good fortune. The battle to open the door is probably lacking..."
Qiang Xiang flushed slightly, and then said, "In fact, I said that I participated in the opening of the Great Fortune Gate, which is a bit boastful. I only saw the process of the Great Fortune War. I relied on the power of the Wu Clan. His body saved his life in that great battle of good fortune. I saw the fall of the Holy Lord Xuanhuang, and the rule of Xuanhuangzhu shattered, the origin overflowing, and then fell in front of me..."
"What?" Hearing this, not only Ji Zu was shocked, but Zu Dihong, who had always been dignified, also stood up in surprise.
Almost everyone in the hall stared at Qiang Xiang with eager eyes, and no one didn't know about Xuan Huang Zhu. Few people have never heard of Xuanhuang Holy Master.
Hong quickly calmed down, staring at Qiang Xiang and asked, "Qiang, are you talking about the Xuanhuang Zhu from the beginning of our chaotic universe?"
Although he knew that Qiang Xiang was talking about this, he still asked. It can be seen how important Xuan Huangzhu is in his heart.
Qiang Xiang nodded, and said solemnly, "Yes. It is indeed the Profound Yellow Bead. I also managed to save my life because of the Profound Yellow Bead. Then I escaped from Wangshan where the gate of good fortune opened..."
"Xuan Huangzhu is still on your body?" Even though Hong knew that this was impossible, he couldn't help asking.
Qiang Xiang shook his head, "No, after I got the Xuan Huang Zhu, through the Xuan Huang origin aura, I fumbled into the Wu Clan's way of cultivating the soul. Then my strength greatly improved..."
"Have you found a way for my Wu Clan to cultivate souls?" Hong was even more excited. The precious Xuan Huang Zhu is just a world of good fortune. But the way the Witch Clan cultivates spirit is for the Witch Clan. That is rebirth, a kind of Nirvana. The Witch Clan’s flesh body is powerful, even if it is supernatural power, it is also power supernatural power. The only shortcoming is that he can't cultivate spirits, and because of this, every time when the Wu Clan fights with the ascetics, it suffers a lot.
If it can solve countless ways of cultivating souls, why should the Wu Clan hide in this corner for countless years
Ji Zu was also very excited. He forcibly held his own voice and asked, "Did your Profound Yellow Pearl be lost when it fell? If so, even if my Wu Clan gathers the power of the whole clan, I will take back what belongs to us. The mysterious yellow beads of the Witch Clan."
Qiang Xiang took a breath and said again. "I underestimated the cunning of those cultivators. I actually thought that people like Holy Master Xuanhuang would fall all at once and let me get Xuanhuangzhu."
"Is the fall of Saint Xuanhuang false? Or is Xuanhuangzhu false?" Knowing that he was not qualified to speak, the commentator invited by Qiang Xiang still couldn't help asking.
Qiang Xiang said in a deep voice, "Xuanhuangzhu is real. If it is false, I can't perceive the way the Witch Clan cultivates the soul, nor can I increase my strength several times. The fall of the Xuanhuang Lord's body is also true. , But his soul was hidden in Xuan Huang Zhu. When I strengthened my breath, I warmed his soul. Xuan Huang Zhu fell by my side. That was originally intended. One day, he did it to me..."
"Sage Master Xuanhuang killed you?" Hong frowned slightly. Holy Master Xuanhuang is strong, but you must really kill Qiang Xiang. He Hong is not easy to talk.
Qiang Xiang sighed and said, "If you just kill me, then forget it. He deprived me of all my luck and robbed me of all my vitality and prospects. At that time, I knew that he threw the Xuan Huang Zhu out for me to pick it up. What does it mean to arrive."
Ji Zu frowned and asked, "So Xuan Huang Zhu is still in the hands of Holy Master Xuan Huang?"
Qiang Xiang replied, "I don’t know if Xuan Huang Zhu is still in the hands of Holy Master Xuan Huang, but I guess he will not only use me. After he robs my luck, he may continue to rob others’ luck, if so. , He will also discard the Xuanhuangzhu to the next hapless owner. Keep going... "
Hong shook his head, "No, I know something about Holy Master Xuanhuang. He can only snatch the luck of a few people at most. Your luck is protected by my witch clan, so you can be regarded as a great fortune. In fact, you have Xuanhuang Zhu from which I have obtained the way of cultivating the soul of the Witch Clan. Even if the luck is deprived, it is not a disadvantage. If the Xuanhuang Holy Master discards the Xuanhuang Zhu again, I am afraid it is not as simple as grabbing the luck."
After saying this, Hong fell silent.
After a while, he suddenly said, "Qiang, you teach me how to cultivate spirits from the Wu clan, and then go to the sacred tree of the Wu clan to grab your luck. Hmph, my Wu clan’s luck is so easy to snatch. Isn’t it? You Xuanhuang Holy Master can’t do either."
"Ah..." Qiang Xiang looked at the ancestor in surprise, his luck was taken away, in fact, the road ahead was already cut off. Unexpectedly, the ancestor would let him go under the sacred tree of the witch clan to snatch his luck.
He knew that the sacred tree of the witch clan was where the luck of the witch clan lay, and he had no right to approach it at all.
Hong Jian Qiangxiang was surprised and confused, and said in a softer tone, "Qiang, your contribution to the Witch Clan is a milestone for my Witch Clan. Although the Xuanhuangzhu you gain and lose, you should get it back. What's back. And, this mysterious yellow pearl will still be snatched back by the Witch Clan in the future and handed to you. After you snatch your luck from the Witch Clan’s sacred tree, get ready to participate in the second opening of the Gate of Good Fortune. Fight..."
"The ancestor..." Qiangxiang was not just a surprise this time, but an ecstasy, "I am the Wu Clan finally going to rush out and fight for the position of good fortune?"
Hong nodded and was about to speak when he saw a disciple of the Witch Clan hurriedly approaching the entrance of the Witch Emperor Palace.
"What's the matter?" Hong's smile narrowed. If there is nothing important for a witch clan conference like the Witch Emperor Palace, it is not allowed to be disturbed.
Since there are still disciples who dare to come in at this time, it shows that there are indeed important things.
"The ancestor is here, and two Taoist monks came outside. The black-faced Taoist monk said that my Wu Clan is about to die, and he specially came to assist." The disciple hurriedly answered respectfully at the entrance of the hall.
Hong coldly snorted, "A Taoist monk dared to be rampant here, go and lock him up first before saying..."
"Hahaha..." A wild laugh came from the door of the Witch Emperor Palace. Following this wild laugh, a Lou Sha's voice said loudly, "Ancestor, the second gate of good fortune is about to open, and I'm here to help the Wu Clan rise. The Wu Clan treats me this way, this is not a way of hospitality."
"Who are you, dare to speak wild words?" Hong's voice has calmed down. This Taoist monk is very strong, he can feel it. The door of good fortune is about to open, it is better to offend as little as possible for such a strong one. "
"I am the master of the Nine Void Demon Ye Zifeng, if Hongzu is willing to make this friend of mine, I will help the Wu Clan with all my heart. If Hongzu looks down on me, I will leave immediately, without any difference." After this sentence, Ye Zi Feng has appeared at the door of Wudi Palace.
Hong said quietly, "In that case, Brother Ye, please come in."
Ye Zifeng's voice is still not hurried, "Wu Di Palace is the important place where the Wu Clan Association is located, how dare I be an outsider to enter. I will wait outside and wait for Hongzu to finish, then come and talk to me in detail."
Hong nodded, without persuading, he knew that this was an extremely cunning person. The other party did not enter the Witch Emperor Palace, not because the Witch Emperor Palace was the center of the Witch Clan. But because the Witch Emperor Palace is the most precious treasure of the Witch Clan, after entering, his fate is held by the Witch Clan.
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In the vast void that was originally empty, a huge boulder that looked like a planet suddenly appeared. In the middle of the boulder, the racer Yun roared, and a man in blue shirt stood in the void between the roaring Tao Yun. This boulder appeared from the void, which was also caused by the vigorous roar of Tao Yun.
In the roaring Taoist rhyme, various rules also condense.
A vast and far-reaching power centered on the man in the blue shirt, spreading out.
With a long roar, the roaring rhyme and rules are completely integrated.
This fusion of Dao Yun is precisely Ning Cheng, who has been cultivating his comprehension on Bu Kun Stone. After countless years of repeated tempering and Dao Yun condensing his comprehension, he finally entered the later stage of He Dao.
After Ningcheng fully entered the late stage of Hedao, the Taoist rhyme surrounding Ningcheng was still surging without Kunshi, and there was no sign of calming down. At this time, his cultivation base is still rising crazily, and the rules of the aura are fused into his rhyme, seemingly endless.
On Bu Kun Stone, a little further away from Ningcheng, the man in yellow stood up again. He stared at Ning Cheng's position fiercely, and he knew that Ning Cheng had completely entered the late stage of Hedao.
This kind of power of cultivation, this majestic scene of Tao Yun perception, is definitely not something ordinary cultivators can do. If Xuan Huangzhu is still on him, these promotion powers and sentimental scenes are all his.
Seeing Ning Cheng whose cultivation base was still rising frantically, the yellow-clothed man turned his gaze back, and he stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the vast expanse of stone. He has made up his mind, no matter what, he will take away the Kunshi. To turn Bu Kun Shi into his world, only by possessing such a world-leading treasure as Bu Kun Shi, can he have the opportunity to avenge his hatred.
(Updated here today, good night, friends! In addition, at 9:30 tonight, the old five will meet with you in the Wucheng Tribe and answer all the book friends' questions in person. See you in half an hour!)
... ... (To be continued.)