Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

Seeing the way this little native girl looked at him, Chen Xuan felt a little dissatisfied.

Do little girls nowadays look at people so unscrupulously?

so impolite?

"You are Fellow Daoist Bailong, right? We came here today to ask for advice." Hou Tu said.

"Please tell me." Chen Xuan frowned slightly.

He heard the girl's tone, it didn't seem to be asking for advice, but it seemed to be asking for advice, and she was very rude.

"Dare to ask what you think of the Wu Clan." Houtu looked at Chen Xuan and asked.

"Oh! The Wu Clan! The Wu Clan was born following the legacy of the Great God Pan Gu. They are the most powerful clan in the prehistoric times, with strong and long-lasting luck." Chen Xuan said casually.

If your attitude is not good, then my attitude will not be much better.

When Chen Xuan does things, if you respect me, I will respect you.

Besides, he didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the Wu clan.

If it wasn't for the sake of brother Di Zu's face, Chen Xuan would have kicked him out a long time ago.

Hou Tu frowned: "Fellow Daoist, are you sincere in what you said?"

Chen Xuan nodded.

Houtu snorted and said, "Brother, let's go, this is just a person who is trying to catch fame."

Di Jiang became anxious immediately, and looked at Chen Xuan very apologetically, and then held Houtu back: "Hey! Hey! Little sister, little sister..."

Afterwards, Chen Xuan's voice came leisurely: "For the sake of brother Dizu, I will give you an answer.

Although the witch clan was transformed by Pangu's essence and blood, they are born with no soul, no calculation, no mastery, violent personality, and don't know how to feed back the prehistoric people.No matter how deep Pan Gu's legacy is, it will be exhausted one day. "

When the words fell, Houtu's expression changed wildly.

Because what Taoist Bailong said was what her Houtu had been worrying about all along.

But before she could speak, Chen Xuan waved his sleeves, and the two of Houtu Dijiang felt a huge force coming from their bodies.

When they reacted, they found that they had left Chen Xuan's dojo.

Chapter 49 Pan Gu's Heart

Houtu and Dijiang wanted to enter the dojo again, but found that they couldn't enter anyway.

This can't help but make Hou Tu a little appalled.

That Bailong Taoist just waved his sleeves and expelled them from the dojo?

Although she and Di Jiang have concealed their cultivation, they are also real quasi-sages!

But in front of Bailong, he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back?

That Bailong is by no means an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, but a peerless power who lives in seclusion!

After all, she was wrong!

"Little sister, what should we do now! Brother Bailong seems to be angry." Di Jiang said anxiously.

"Brother, I was wrong. This white dragon is by no means simple." Houtu sighed.

She is regretting her arrogance.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.

"Why don't you admit your mistake to brother Bailong?" Di Jiang asked.

Houtu shook his head: "Brother, it's useless. It can be seen that Bailong is a very proud person. Now let's deal with the monster clan first, and apologize at another time."

Di Jiang wondered: "But brother Bailong didn't tell us how to deal with the monster race at all!"

Hou Tu's eyes froze slightly: "Taoist Bailong has already said it."

Di Jiang was even more confused: "Did you say it? What did brother Bailong say?"

Hou Tu looked at Chen Xuan's dojo, and said, "Taoist Bailong has given us advice. Our witch clan has inherited the legacy of the Father God. Now we go to the Pangu Hall. There must be something left by the Father God inside."

Then Houtu bowed solemnly towards the foot of Buzhou Mountain: "Fellow Daoist Bailong, I will come to apologize sometime later!"

After speaking, she followed Di Jiang and left.

Although Chen Xuan who was in the dojo didn't know what Hou Tu and Di Jiang said, he still smiled happily.

Ah!

Just you little girl, what are you still doing in front of me?

Don't lose your temper, do you think I'm a hellokitty?

If Chen Xuan knew what Houtu was thinking, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

Girl, why are you so imaginative?

When Houtudijiang returned to the Pangu Palace, the ancestral witches greeted him.

"Brother, what's the matter, brother Bailong, can you help me?"

"Little sister, what's the matter?"

"There is a solution, but the matter is a bit complicated. I will talk about it later." Houtu said: "Now we kneel down to worship the statue of Father God and pray for Father God's help."

Soon, the Twelve Ancestral Witches knelt in the Pangu Hall.

In front of them was a giant standing tall with a huge ax in hand.

This giant was Pangu.

"Father God, now the monster clan is around, and the strong are coming out in large numbers, my witch clan..." Di Jiang said loudly.

His voice echoed in the huge Pangu Palace.

The Twelve Patriarch Wu Qiqi looked at the statue of Father God, but the statue remained silent for a long time.

This can't help but make Houtu a little puzzled. Could it be that Taoist Bailong is wrong?

But at the next moment, a strong red light suddenly burst out from the Pangu statue, and a heart-like thing floated down from the statue.

The Twelve Patriarchs were all shocked.

"This, this is the heart of God the Father." Di Jiang yelled loudly, and then his eyes filled with tears, and he knocked his head heavily on the ground several times.

"Father God...Father God has not forgotten us Wu Clan, he has always taken care of us."

The remaining eleven ancestor witches also wept bitterly.

That heart-like thing is Pan Gu's heart.

Back then, Pangu turned into everything in the prehistoric world, but only his heart was missing.

And this heart has always been in the Pangu Temple, a legacy left by Pangu to the Wu Clan.

Under the gaze of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the heart hovered above their heads, and then a halo descended.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the remaining two ancestral witches who had not yet broken through immediately reached the quasi-sage realm, followed by Di Jiang, who achieved the mid-stage quasi-sage, followed by Zhu Jiuyin.

Soon, the four ancestral witches broke through to the mid-stage quasi-sage.

The most precious blood essence in Pangu's heart has been turned into twelve ancestor witches, and the remaining energy is not too much.

Soon it turned into a little bit of starlight and disappeared.

"Congratulations to Father God!"

"Congratulations to Father God!"

The voices in the Pangu Temple came and went.

In Buzhou Mountain, many great powers gathered, and they all came to congratulate Nuwa Fuxi.

"Wahuang Xihuang really has great luck. The demon text you created has benefited the prehistoric people. I am very grateful to you two for the prehistoric creatures." Di Jun smiled.

"My brother and sister are just a coincidence." Fuxi said modestly.

No one noticed the resentment on Kunpeng's face.

That merit was originally his own!

But Kunpeng is too angry to speak out now.

Could it be said that it was the demon text that I studied first, and that merit belongs to me?

Only ghosts believe such words.

The most important thing is that Fuxi is unreasonable!

"Emperor Xi, Emperor Wa, now that you two have greatly improved in strength, why don't you move to the Heavenly Court..." Di Jun smiled again.

While he was speaking, he was also observing the changes in the expressions of the two brothers and sisters Nuwa Fuxi.

"No need, it's good for us to clean up on Mount Buzhou, and if something happens in Heaven, the two of us will not stand by." Fuxi said.

Only then did Di Jun heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that the two of them had no intention of becoming the master of heaven, but they still spoke.

"That's such a pity. If the two can enter the Heavenly Court, it will be a great benefit to my Heavenly Court."

At this time, Kunpeng said: "Now that the two demon kings of our demon clan have reached the middle stage of quasi-sage, it's time to give those barbarians of the witch clan a little more power!"

This was what Di Jun instructed Kunpeng to say.

After Fuxi and Nuwa obtained the merits of heaven, it's time to win back a round for the Yaozu.

"Good!" Fuxi and Nuwa responded in unison.

But at this moment, a loud noise shook the entire Great Desolation.

Di Jun looked in the direction of the Wu Clan in disbelief, and said in amazement: "Those barbarians broke through? How is this possible?"

Even Fuxi, Nuwa and the others were very surprised.

The reason why they can reach the mid-stage quasi-sage is because they have digested the Dao ancestor's preaching in the past ten thousand years, and they have obtained the merits of heaven.

But those savages, why are they making such rapid progress?

They didn't listen to the Tao, and they didn't get as many merits as the monsters, so why did they break through repeatedly?

In fact, it's not just the great powers of the Yaozu, even Hongjun, who is laying out the layout in Zixiao Palace and preparing to rescue the Wuzu, has a dazed expression on his face.

He did know that Pangu's heart was in the Pangu Temple, and he was going to wait for the Wuzu to be defeated and beg him, and then he would take it out to harvest the worship of the Wuzu, but now...

"It's messed up, why is it messed up again!" Hongjun got up angrily, his face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes flashed.

"Raising eyebrows is obviously already away from Honghuang, he can't do so many calculations, there must be someone else who is against me!"

After so many years, Hongjun finally came to his senses.

He faintly sensed that there was a black hand in the dark stirring up the whole prehistoric world.

"Hmph! I want to see who is against me. Don't let me find you out, or you will be wiped out!" Hongjun stared at the prehistoric land.

It's a pity that if the way of heaven is not manifested, Hongjun will not come out. He can only wait for the next big trend to come before he can go to the wilderness to investigate...

Chapter 50 Depressed Fuxi

On the side of the Wu Clan, the Twelve Ancestral Witches solemnly worshiped the Pangu God Statue again.

"Little sister, how do you know that the father god's legacy is hidden in the statue of the father god?" Xuan Ming asked.

"Don't mention it, brother Bailong told us about this." Di Jiang looked a little frustrated.

At this moment, the regret in Hou Tu's heart has reached the extreme.

She bit her lower lip, if only she hadn't been so arrogant when facing Taoist Bailong.

His own actions undoubtedly caused a slight crack in the relationship between Taoist Bailong and the Wu Clan.

For the Wu clan, it is definitely a big loss.