Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

Tongtian Patriarch heard Tong Ling's words, nodded, waved his hand and sent Tong Ling to the gathering place of the human race.

Tong Ling's body flashed with green light, and his figure disappeared.

At the same time, Tongtian Patriarch's body was also flashing with green light, and then his figure also disappeared.

Tong Ling's figure suddenly appeared above the gathering place of the human race.

He had put away the Qingping Sword, stepped on the auspicious cloud, and looked at the scene of countless ships floating on the flood below. Tong Ling secretly said in his heart that it was magnificent.

Tong Ling's arrival was not noticed by the human race.

At this time, the mortals in the human race who had no Taoism cultivation, or the low-level Qi-refining practitioners, all sat on the boat in fear, looking at the surging flood around them, with fear in their eyes.

However, when they saw the countless powerful human practitioners flying above, who were using their magic power to help stabilize the boat, they showed a sense of relief in their eyes.

Tong Ling flew on the clouds and found that although they had made preparations in advance and each human family had at least one boat, when the Tianhe River leaked and the flood broke out, the human race still lost many people.

This was inevitable.

Compared with other prehistoric tribes that suffered heavy losses, the human race, which had prepared in advance, had suffered extremely minor losses.

Flying to the holy land of the human race, Tong Ling found two temples floating above the white clouds. They were the two ancestral temples of the human race, the Human Ancestor Temple and the Wenzu Temple.

Fairy Sanxiao and Fairy Caiyun were helping to look after the human race at this time.

The three ancestors of the human race were in the Human Ancestor Temple, expressing their opinions and seemed to be discussing something.

At this time, probably because they felt the breath deliberately released by Tong Ling, the three ancestors of the human race showed joy on their faces, flew out of the human temple together, and came towards Tong Ling.

As Suiren flew, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Tong, you are finally back."

"There is something that I need your decision on!"

"What is it?" Tong Ling waved his hand, indicating that he would go to his Wenzu Temple to discuss.

The four of them came to the Wenzu Temple and sat down.

Suiren said to Tong Ling, who was at the top, "It's like this. When the Wu Clan besieged our human race, didn't many of our people who didn't know the truth develop feelings with the Wu Clan, and then became Taoist couples and gave birth to human witches?"

"Now that the war between witches and liches is over, both the Wu and Lich Clan are almost exterminated. Among these witches, some of them don't know what they are thinking, and they actually want to support the Wu Clan."

"After all, the Wu and Lich Clan offended too many prehistoric races. Now that the Wu and Lich Clan are in decline, those prehistoric races will definitely take revenge."

"That is why this great flood suddenly broke out. However, the current situation of the two tribes of witches and liches is absolutely worrying. "

"Therefore, some human witches think that the witch tribe will be in a difficult situation in the future, so they want to go to the witch tribe and share the difficulties with the witch tribe."

"Just now, Youchao, Ziyi and I were discussing how to deal with this matter."

"Should we let those human witches go, or not let them go? After all, they are also part of our human race, and we can't let them go to die."

"Now that you are back, we would like to ask you, the ancestor of literature, for your opinion."

Tong Ling heard this, knocked on the armrest, and began to think.

Thinking of Hou Tu Zu Wu, who is still evolving and reincarnating, but is almost finished, he made a decision in his heart and said to the three ancestors of the human race: "Since those human witches want to go, let them go."

"Although the Wu clan will face the revenge of countless races in the future, when Hou Tu Zu Wu completes the six reincarnations, the situation of the Wu clan will become different."

"We can still make friends with the Wu clan appropriately."

Tong Ling still has some ideas about the future underworld.

The three ancestors of the human race heard that Tong Ling made sense, so they nodded in agreement.

After discussing this matter, the three ancestors of the human race left the Wenzu Hall.

Tong Ling sat cross-legged on the Wenzu chair, closed his eyes slightly, and began to merge the entries.

He was ready to turn all these accumulated entries into his own actual things and achieve the Hunyuan Jinxian Dao Fruit in one fell swoop!