Honghuang: I, Huanglong, refine the heavens and do not join the Chan sect

"stop!"

A crisp scolding sound resounded throughout the world.

At this moment, the violent mountain wind stopped roaring, and the flying gravel was suspended in the air.

Under a terrifying pressure, it seemed as if the entire world was frozen.

This is the perfect terrifying power of Daluo Jinxian, and this is the powerful strength of the twelve ancestral witches.

Even just the flow of his own Tao Yun, even just a scolding sound, is enough to freeze the space and make many Da Luo Jinxian lose their ability to resist.

Under this terrifying pressure, Huang Long found it difficult to raise his head and see the other party's appearance clearly.

But in Buzhou Mountain, only the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Wu Clan can release such terrifying pressure.

He was quite sure that the person coming was one of the twelve ancestral witches.

Even if Huang Long had obtained the inheritance from the Nine Nether Ghost Mother and observed a corner of Pangu Kaitian, he would never be the opponent of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

What's more, he has no intention of becoming an enemy of the Witch Clan.

But what Huang Long didn't expect was that during his years of seclusion, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches had been born.

Otherwise, he would never have climbed Mount Buzhou without even saying hello like he did now, causing misunderstandings among the Wu clan.

Fortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not take action directly, and there was still some time for operations.

If because of this misunderstanding, he was seriously injured and dying at the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, it would be a big mistake.

"hold head high--!"

Huang Long groaned and forcibly broke away from the shackles of this pressure, and the Pangu aura that Huang Long had habitually concealed was revealed.

The being that the Wu Clan revered the most was the Great God Pangu. The best way to clear up misunderstandings was to reveal Pangu's aura and show that he was also a creature who had received the blessings of the Great God Pangu.

"Huh?"

As a soft cry was heard, the terrifying pressure that shrouded this world suddenly disappeared.

As a result, Huang Long completely resumed his actions and looked up to see clearly the huge figure that was ninety thousand feet tall.

It has a human body and a snake tail, seven hands behind its back, and two hands on its chest holding a flying snake.

"Houtu Zuwu!"

According to the memory of the traveler, Huang Long recognized the identity of the figure the moment he saw it.

This is the ancestral witch Houtu who will reincarnate in the future and become Empress Pingxin.

Huanglong immediately transformed into a human figure wearing a yellow robe, and bowed to Houtu.

"The poor Taoist Huanglong has seen Houtu, the ancestral witch, enter Buzhou Mountain without permission. I hope Queen Houtu will not take offense."

"You recognize me?"

Seeing Huang Long transform into a human form, the ancestral witch Hou Tu also transformed into a young woman, similar in height to Huang Long, and landed in front of Huang Long.

She was wearing an elegant goose-yellow dress, her long black hair fell naturally, her skin was as white as snow, her bare feet seemed to be connected to the earth, and her whole person exuded a holy and unattainable temperament.

"When I was blessed by the Great God Pangu, I once saw some things, including the appearance of Empress Houtu."

"So that's it. Since you have the blessing of Great God Pangu, you can naturally enter Buzhou Mountain. However, I, the Wu Clan, are being reckless. I hope, um... I hope fellow Taoists won't take offense."

Hou Tu did not question what Huang Long said. If he could get a breath of Pangu, it must be recognized by Pangu's will.

Those who can be recognized by Pangu's will are friends of the Wu clan and can naturally enter Buzhou Mountain.

Since Huang Long is a friend of the Wu Clan and is qualified to enter Buzhou Mountain, it would be the fault of the Wu Clan if the Wu Clan takes action rashly.

Later, Hou Tu followed Huang Long's example and bowed to him to apologize.

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"It's not necessary. It was me who didn't reveal the aura of the Great God Pangu, which led to the misunderstanding."

Huang Long hurriedly took a step aside. How could he dare to accept Hou Tu's bow?

Houtu is one of the twelve ancestral witches. From now on, he will be reincarnated and become an authentic saint - Empress Pingxin.

Huang Long is just a young dragon. Even if he has gained a lot of merit and luck, he still dare not accept Hou Tu's bow.

"Huanglong Dao, um... Fellow Taoist Huanglong, what's going on? Is there anything wrong with what I'm doing?"

Seeing Huang Long's exaggerated reaction, Hou Tu tilted his head slightly, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Hahaha, you are the Twelve Ancestral Witches, how can I stand your gift?"

Huang Long smiled and shook his head, and explained the secret to Hou Tu.

Houtu is one of the twelve ancestral witches. He is blessed with the great fortune of the witch clan. Ordinary creatures cannot bear the courtesy of such a person.

"I see, it was my recklessness that almost killed you..."

After hearing Huang Long's explanation, Hou Tu's eyes became a little more apologetic, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his calm and indifferent face at this time, making him look more lively.

"Oh, right."

At this time, Hou Tu suddenly thought of something. With a slight wave of her bare hand, the strong man from the Wu clan who was knocked away by the yellow dragon was lifted back by Hou Tu through the air and turned into the size of a human.

"Xingtian, this is Fellow Taoist Huanglong, a dragon recognized by the Great God Pangu, and a friend of the Wu Clan. How could you attack Fellow Daoist Huanglong rashly and not apologize quickly?"

This embarrassment can be easily alleviated.

"Fellow Taoist Huanglong, I don't know you are a dragon, and I didn't do it on purpose..."

The strong man Xing Tian scratched his head, his eyes filled with resentment.

When Fellow Taoist Huanglong first came out, he didn't show the aura of the Great God Pangu. How did I know that he was a friend of the Wu Clan?

Besides, Hou Tuzu Wu, you almost took action just now, why are you blaming me alone...

Then Xingtian took a few steps closer and lowered his voice slightly.

"Brother, please help me and Hou Tuzu Wu to plead for mercy, otherwise Hou Tuzu Wu will have to beat me again..."

Huang Long:......

Even if you have such a loud voice, no matter how low it is, Hou Tu will not be able to hear you, okay...

"It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way. If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other!"

Huang Long was silent for a moment, smiled and waved his hand. Naturally, he would not blame the other party for such a trivial matter.

But what he didn't expect was that this strong man would be the future God of War, Xingtian.

From now on, Pindao will also beat Xingtian's dragon.

Huang Long looked Xing Tian up and down. Should he say it or not, the Wu Clan's body was indeed strong. He could resume action so quickly despite such a serious injury.

Afterwards, Huang Long pinched his hands and used the Immortal Green Wood Technique, firing a green divine light to accelerate Xing Tian's recovery from his injuries.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist. Xingtian, if you have nothing to do, please continue patrolling."

Seeing that the embarrassment had eased and Xing Tian's injuries were not serious, Hou Tu gently waved his hand again and sent Xing Tian to who knows where.

After Xingtian 'left', Houtu and Huanglong chatted for a while, then invited Huanglong to Pangu Hall and introduced him to several other ancestral witches.

Due to Pangu's aura and Buzhou Mountain's approval, the Twelve Ancestral Witches quickly accepted this young descendant of the dragon clan and allowed him to enter and leave Buzhou Mountain at will.

He also promised that if he encounters trouble, he can come to Buzhou Mountain for help, and the Wu Clan will give Huang Long some limited help.