Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 2660 Zuwuwa, Zuwuwa, twelve melons on a tree

"The title is just a symbol, as long as it can be distinguished, it's not what the wise people call it."

She quickly returned to the demeanor of that tall person—it can't be said that when her master told her this, she never thought about why it was the "Dragon Phoenix" childhood, not the "Dragon Phoenix Qilin" childhood. era?
"Miss Zhao taught me a lesson." Luo smiled.

Zhao Wumian cleared his throat, just as the spirit tea was ready, he showed off his tea art in a flashy manner.

She took a sip of spiritual tea, moistened her throat, and then said lightly: "[Dragon and Phoenix] had nothing to say when I was young, it was a group of beasts fighting each other for territory, and they both died in the end. Let's talk about the twelve ancestors. The origin of the witch."

In [Canglan], the Twelve Ancestral Witches were not born from the flesh and blood of [Pangu]... Little Luo SIR would like to hear what the new version is.

"According to legend, in [Dragon and Phoenix]'s childhood, [Yuanfeng] and [Shi Qilin] once had an earth-shattering battle on the earth. In that battle, the earth was torn apart, and the deep sea water flowed back and submerged the surrounding area. Right here At that time, a crack appeared in Xiniu Hezhou, and a woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood accidentally fell into it and fell into the abyss..."

"Hey, [Dragon and Phoenix] already had human beings when they were young." Little Luo SIR couldn't help blinking.

——Why is it such a detailed question again... I didn't ask if it was okay when I listened to Teacher Tianzun's story before!

However, Ms. Zhao can answer this question, and she disdainfully said: "Human race has existed since ancient times. The [Era of Emperor Wa] ended and a new era was born. Everything grows naturally. Of course, there are also human races! The sky, the earth, and the sea are ruled by divine beasts because of your incomparable weakness... It's just that you are ignorant."

"What happened to that woodcutter?" Little Luo SIR smiled lightly.

Zhao Wumian shook his fan, "Later, the woodcutter was trapped in the abyss of the earth. When he was about to die, he walked in front of a chaotic sacred tree, and he saw divine light shining all around him. There were no more, no less, just right. The 12 innate spirit gourds were formed! The 12 innate spirit gourds are full of life energy, and there are hidden spirit fetuses in the gourds. The woodcutter did not dare to desecrate them, but just broke some vines and sucked the sap to make a living. ..."

Little Luo SIR's expression gradually became weird... 12 gourds, a woodcutter?

But listening to the book is not interrupted.

"The woodcutter knew that the 12 gourds were god-given, so he made up his mind to guard the 12 gourds until the life inside them was conceived successfully. During that time, the woodcutter was drinking the juice of the sacred tree every day. Constantly improving and increasing lifespan, although the woodcutter did not understand the method of cultivation, he was buried in an unfathomable state because of the sacred tree. One day in the cave, the world has been thousands of years, and suddenly one day, the first The gourd croaked to the ground and turned into a child. The child had an animal head, a human body, red scales, and fire snakes in his ears, like a child of flames. Later, the woodcutter named him "Zhu Rong."

Little Luo SIR just blinked his eyes, who among the calabash dolls can breathe fire...

"That's right, this strange child who was born at the beginning is the ancestor witch [Zhu Rong] in the future!" Zhao Wumian chuckled at this moment and said, "As for the remaining 11 gourds, they will fall to the ground after that. When you grow up, you will be the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan Era."

Little Luo SIR also had to rub his brows, the script of "The Era of the Witch Clan" was really written by Alaya... How capricious is it to write the Twelve Ancestral Witches as gourd babies?

However, there are some similarities in the fact that they are born with various supernatural powers.

"I have a question." Little Luo SIR thought for a while.

Zhao Wumian said: "I know what you are wondering about, you are wondering, since the Twelve Ancestral Witches were born from the Chaos Gourd Sacred Tree, how did they become the ancestor witches of the Witch Clan, and even created the era of the Witch Clan, right? "

Xiao Luo Sir said: "I want to know about that woodcutter."

"..." Ms. Zhao just acted as if she didn't hear it at all, "Actually, the so-called witch clan is just a tribe split from the human race! At the beginning, 12 ancestor witches walked on the earth after they grew up. At that time The dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans declined, and the monster clan began to become the protagonists of the world, while the human race was like animals in front of the monster clan. The Twelve Patriarch Wu cherished the kindness of the woodcutter in taking care of him, so he used his magical powers to save the human race, and was later rescued. The human race followed the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and gave up the identity of the human race, calling themselves "Witch"... This is the origin of the original "Witch Clan".

"woodcutter……"

"Although they claim to be [Witch Race], they are just ordinary human races." Miss Zhao waved her fan without looking at Xiao Luo SIR, and said to herself: "How insignificant are they before the Monster Race? The Twelve Ancestral Witches So I bestowed my own blood essence to some [Witch Clan] so that they could master part of their supernatural powers, and after many generations of reproduction, the blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was thus passed down."

"Ancestral Spirit Hall?" Little Luo SIR was already familiar with how this Miss Zhao opened it.

"Well, that's what I was going to talk about." Zhao Wumian nodded in satisfaction, "The Ancestral Spirit Hall is actually a palace of inheritance built by the Twelve Ancestral Witches who spent countless time and effort. Where is it? It has the Chaos Gourd Sacred Tree where the twelve ancestor witches were conceived. Since the Sacred Tree forged 12 innate spirit gourds, it has never produced similar gourds, but it can bear another kind of divine fruit, As long as one eats a divine fruit, even ordinary people will have incredible supernatural powers. If it is a supernatural power that itself possesses supernatural powers, it can even make a qualitative change in people's supernatural powers... Theoretically, as long as it is Those who have entered the ancestral temple and obtained the divine fruit will have the potential to grow up to be as powerful as the ancestral witch, but each person can only take one divine fruit."

"..." Little Luo SIR thought for a while and said, "Will this magical fruit bring side effects to people, such as not being able to touch water after eating it?"

"Water?" Zhao Wumian frowned subconsciously, "I've never heard of it, besides, since it is the supreme divine fruit, how can there be any side effects?"

"That's right." Little Luo SIR smiled slightly, "The origin of the Ancestral Spirit Hall is really... surprising."

Zhao Wumian said seriously at this time: "Okay, I have already told you about the origin of the Ancestral Spirit Hall, and even the main text of the history. As the saying goes, courtesy is reciprocal, should you tell me [Guishenxu] and The details of [Valley of First Birth]."

"[Guishenxu]..." Little Luo SIR blinked his eyes at this moment, "I didn't participate."

"Where is [Valley of First Birth]?" Ms. Zhao suppressed her displeasure.

Little Luo SIR thought for a while and said, "I basically made soy sauce all the way in [Valley of Firstborn], and Mr. Vega was in the lead, and I didn't participate much."

"You just cooperate with me like this?" Zhao Wumian sneered instantly, "No one has ever benefited from me for nothing."

Xiao Luo Sir casually said: "Miss Zhao, don't worry, I came here with sincerity."

As he said that, Xiao Luo SIR flipped his palm lightly, and a simple square wooden box appeared in his palm... The box was pushed in front of Zhao Wumian.

"What is this?" It's not that Ms. Zhao has never seen something good, she just frowned at this moment, her expression indifferent.

"I got this by accident in [Valley of First Birth]." Little Luo SIR said seriously at this moment: "In a Waxi ancestor temple. This box is said to be left by the great god Fuxi."

Ms. Zhao stared at Xiao Luo SIR without blinking. She couldn't tell the truth from the fake...but she could feel the extraordinary origin of the square box between her fingers.

"This box is actually made of Jianmu?" Zhao Wumian's heart moved, and he was a little surprised: "I have seen half of the ancient Jianmu in Master's treasure house, and the quality is not even as good as this box. Master also I have never thought about what to use that half of the wood to build, so I keep it all the time, which shows how precious the wood is..."

The boxes containing things are made of god-level materials, and the things inside... a wooden fish?

"Why is it a wooden fish left behind by God Fuxi?" Zhao Wumian said incredulously, "And it's still made in such a rough way... It's just ordinary willow at most!"

"Yeah, it's really strange." Little Luo SIR sighed: "It may be because of my ignorance, so I can't find out the mystery of this wooden fish."

"Is this wooden fish really packed in this wooden box?" Zhao Wumian said calmly, "Are you sure you didn't put it in?"

Xiao Luo SIR said seriously: "If Ms. Zhao doesn't believe it, you can use any method you like to ask me to guarantee it."

"Okay, I believe you... this time." Zhao Wumian nodded.

I don't care about the wooden fish, but the box itself is already of infinite value... The dao pattern is definitely not worth it, but it is still no problem to top it with a thousand or two thousand dao rhymes.

She gave Ah Fei a second awakening, and she lost a lot. This box can just return some blood. Whether it is dedicated to the teacher or put up for auction in the future, Dao Yun can always be cashed back.

As for this wooden fish... [Era of Emperor Wa] How could there be something from the Buddhist school? Do you want to show it to the teacher?

So, as a capitalist, Ms. Zhao instantly forgot all the unhappiness, and signed a verbal agreement with Xiaoluo SIR for mutual benefit and seamless cooperation.

"About the opening of the ancestral temple, you will know when the time comes. Since you also have the token of the ancestral temple in your hand, then you will be indispensable at that time. Don't worry, I will not be able to trick you. It's just that now is the time. Come on, even if I tell you, you won’t understand.”

"Getting Ms. Zhao's consent is already a great reward." Xiao Luo SIR smiled politely, "According to what I said, give Ah Fei another Zhoutian formation, and he will be able to awaken him for the second time...then , I won't bother you today."

Zhao Wumian didn't give it away.

After Xiao Luo SIR left, Ms. Zhao quickly took out a mirror, and looked at her surroundings back and forth for a long time... This mirror can reveal all hidden things.

"It seems to have really gone far."

Ms. Zhao put the mirror back in satisfaction, chuckled and said, "I don't know if it's really smart or stupid. It's just a verbal agreement. Is it really that simple to cooperate with me?"

She shook her head, knowing that the other party actually wouldn't care about this kind of verbal agreement, but it's just like this when it comes to business. When it's good, it's stronger than any contract.

"Is it really enough for Ah Fa to awaken again?"

Zhao Wumian is deeply skeptical about this... But anyway, as long as Ah Fei doesn't wake up, she will continue to invest—they have invested so much, there is no room for stop loss!
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On the stone steps and on the square, I saw witches from Houyi's tribe sitting next to each other... They stretched out their hands, shook their bodies, and made sounds like wow, wow.

It's some kind of prayer.

Song Jiaoxi, who has a lot of research on the language of the Wu nationality, is busy translating and taking pictures of the scene here while carefully translating.

Especially Chang'e, who is the officiant this time, is unwilling to miss any of her costumes, witch dances, and details of the ceremony.

In this square, there are even a few giants who are also praying and offering sacrifices together at this time. They should be people from the Kuafu tribe... But among these giants, there seems to be no leader of the Kuafu tribe [Kuafu]... …and the chiefs of other tribes were almost absent.

Even the great witch Hou Yi was not in this ceremony.

The camera moved, and suddenly a ghost face was reflected into the camera. Song Jiaoxi was startled, and subconsciously looked up, but saw that the figure had disappeared.

"That person seems to be brought by Zhao Wumian..." Song Jiaoxi couldn't help pondering.

A figure came quietly.

"For the sake of Chengtian, kneel down to the ground, and pray to the ancestors... When the time is right, please God bless you, if you want to live in fear of convulsions, eliminate disasters, and be happy and healthy..."

Song Jiaoxi turned around in astonishment, and Xiao Luo SIR was quietly standing beside her.

He whispered: "Can I translate well...their prayers."

"It's not bad." Song Jiaoxi couldn't help frowning, "However, the two grammar notes I gave you don't have such a complicated structure... Don't tell me, you only have a few days to do it. deduced in reverse."

"It seems that we are about to enter the next ceremony." Little Luo SIR said suddenly.

Song Jiaoxi hastily raised the camera, and took continuous shots... While shooting, her mind was no longer on the camera, and she was rarely distracted in the field of work that she should be concentrating on.

"Don't think too much." Little Luo SIR said in a low voice: "After leaving the ruins, it doesn't matter if you terminate the employment or something else, at least now we are still in the ruins, and I will still be your assistant."

Song Jiaoxi suddenly stopped, looked at Xiao Luo SIR very seriously, and asked slowly after a long silence: "Is this an active apology? It stands to reason that I was the one who made trouble for no reason. Why did you take the initiative? Apologize? Do you think that I am the kind of woman who gets angry without reason? Or do you think that no matter what I have done to you, as long as you take the initiative to apologize first, the problem can be solved? It seems that men like this kind of thing... "

Little Luo SIR blinked and said, "Then Miss Song thinks, what should I do?"

"Actually, you don't need to do anything." Song Ying 2.0 breathed a sigh of relief at this time, but bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, the person who should apologize should be me... I was in a bad mood at the time. Okay, that's why I'm attacking you."

As for why he was in a bad mood, Little Luo SIR didn't ask.

He just kindly reminded: "The ceremony of this festival is coming to an end."

"what!"

I saw Song Jiaoxi hastily raised the camera again at this time... At this time, she entered a state of concentration in a second.

As an assistant, Xiao Luo SIR naturally helped her lift the backpack.

Her shoulders suddenly loosened, and her mood seemed to relax a lot.

Everything is getting better.

"That's right." In a state of complete relaxation, Song Jiaoxi suddenly turned around and said, "If you don't have a fiancée, would you consider pursuing me?"

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