Honghuang: This Hongjun can deal with it, if he has the blame, he will really bear it

"Brother!?"

"Brother!?"

"Brother, are you okay?"

Amid Nuwa's eager greetings, Fuxi's vision became darker and darker, and he finally squeezed out a sentence before he was about to faint:
"I will never deduce anything related to Hongjun again."

Since Sanqing and Nuwa Fuxi were still very low-key things in the early stage of the lich, they usually just didn't realize the Tao in the Taoist cave.

The impact of Hongjun's talk on Sanqing and Nuwa Fuxi has not caused any waves in the prehistoric world.

But the impact of the talk on the Lich family directly became the fuse of the entire calamity.

As soon as he came out of Zixiao Palace, Houtu rushed back to the Wu clan land in Buzhou Mountain in a hurry.

"Brothers! Sisters!"

As soon as Houtu returned to his ancestral land, he shouted loudly.

And because the ancestral witches like to wander in the wild and not in the ancestral land, only a few ancestral witches such as Di Jiangzhu Jiuyin and Xuan Ming have scattered here and there.

"What's the matter, little sister?"

"Where have you been running for thousands of years?"

"The fourth and fifth brothers have gone out to look for you."

As soon as he heard Houtu's voice, Di Jiang rushed out to meet him.

As the eldest brother, he still dotes on this little girl very much.

Houtu hastily said:
"Brother, I went to Zixiao Palace to listen to Na Hongjun's sermon."

But as soon as this remark came out, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and the others looked at each other, and there was a trace of displeasure in their eyes.

Di Jiang said in a rather reproachful tone

"Little sister, you don't know something."

"Before you were born, Hongjun had already announced this preaching to the world."

"But our witch clan is transformed by the blood of the Father God. We are the authentic Pangu sect. We have our own path to follow, and we listen to him tirelessly. Therefore, we made an agreement a long time ago."

"All ancestor witches are not allowed to listen to Hongjun's preaching."

Hearing this, Houtu was shocked:
"Huh? There is such a thing!?"

"Brother, I didn't mean to."

Houtu was not born at that time, she just heard about Hongjun's preaching from other people when she was traveling in the prehistoric period, and she was worried that the Wu clan would lag behind other people, so she went to try it out.

This is why both Tiandao and Hongjun wondered why only Houtu came to listen to the sermon in such an important Wu clan.

Because they never imagined that after all their calculations, the Witch Clan would not come to listen to the lecture even after they had made an agreement.

And the ancestral witch of the big nerves also forgot to tell Houtu about it.

Di Jiang sighed:

"Well, I can't blame you for this."

"It's just that we forgot about it after we made an agreement, and forgot to inform you who will be born later."

Houtu scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Ah, this"

Xuanming changed the topic in a timely manner:
"Forget it, just listen to it, anyway, it's not us who suffer?"

"By the way, little sister, how did you feel when Hongjun preached, and what did you gain?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and the others also cast their eyes on Houtu's face.

Although they believed that the witch clan did not need to listen to other people's sermons.

But in fact, they were still very curious about what Hongjun said, especially whether it could pose a threat to their Wu clan.

Di Jiang even planned to quietly leave Buzhou Mountain after Hongjun's sermon was over, to kidnap a few souls who had heard Hongjun's sermon, come back for questioning, and then kill them to silence them.

But they found that Hou Tu seemed even more embarrassed after being asked by Xuan Ming:

"Uh, brothers and sisters, in fact, I am."

"Actually, I didn't understand too much?"

The air suddenly became quiet, and the expressions of Di Jiang and others seemed to freeze suddenly.

Hou Tu directly lowered his head in shame, looking at his toes.

But because of her plump figure, he couldn't see her toes at a glance.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~!"

Di Jiang and the others suddenly couldn't help laughing.

But Houtu, who originally thought that his brothers and sisters would blame him, was even more surprised when he heard their sneers:
"Brother, sister, what is this?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Di Jiang and Zhu Jiuyin patted each other on the back and laughed.

"I was worried at first that we didn't lose money!"

"Let me just say it! What Hongjun said is of no use to my Wu Clan!!"

"Look, it really is a bunch of nonsense!!!"

"Hehe, what the elder brother said is very true!"

"Does he really think he can say anything good?"

"The way of our witch clan, only we can walk it out!"

"He Hongjun, what a fart!!"

The performance of the ancestral witches made everyone before Chaos Qinglian despise them.

To be honest, even though it has been so long since the Lich Tribulation, the Wu Clan has always been an image of an ignorant barbarian in people's minds.

Seeing it with my own eyes today, it turns out that there is no problem with the legend.

These ancestral witches thought they were hanging.

He didn't realize that it was because of his incomplete soul that he couldn't understand Na Hongjun's supreme way.

There is no sense of crisis at all!

The witch clan deserves to perish! !

The ancient monsters who were still alive at this time spat in their hearts.

However, Houtu in that period did not despise Hongjun like Dijiang and the others.

On the contrary, she came back this time to remind Dijiang and the others of the seriousness of this matter.

Houtu said in a heavy tone:
"Brothers and sisters, I don't see it that way."

"Hahaha? Little sister, what do you mean?" Di Jiang and the others were still laughing.

Houtu became more and more anxious:

"Brother, Na Hongjun's sermon is not useless."

"On the contrary, I think many of those who heard the sermon were greatly benefited."

"There are even many people who have been directly promoted from the peak of Taiyi to the realm of Daluo."

"Other races can benefit from Hongjun's sermons, but we, the Wu Clan, cannot. Isn't this a threat to our Wu Clan?"

Houtu's eager tone and solemn eyes made the laughter of Di Jiang and others restrained a little.

But their expressions were still very relaxed.

Dijiang and Zhu Jiuyin looked at each other, and looked at Houtu with a smile.

Then, like Ultraman transforming, they put their hands on both sides of their bodies.

I saw a majestic force erupting from their bodies.

This force made the entire Buzhou Mountain tremble.

And what trembled with it was Houtu's pupils and heart.

Houtu was shocked and said:
"This is."

"Big Luo coercion?"

Houtu never expected that his two elder brothers would be promoted from Taiyi to Daluo as soon as he heard back.

Di Jiang raised his eyebrows and cast a smug look at Houtu:

"How about it, little sister."

"Others can be promoted to Daluo by listening to Na Hongjun's preaching."

"But we Wu Clan can also rely on our own strength to promote Da Luo."

"It can be seen that our witch clan still doesn't need to listen to his preaching!"

After speaking of this, Hou Tu did not become happy, but she became more and more worried.

Chapter 2 is late