Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Within the territory of the Wu clan, by the lake, Qingxuan was sitting on a bluestone with a fishing rod in front of him.

But he knew that he would never catch a fish today.

He once thought that releasing the water would be too much, but well, someone just filled the lake for you.

Stones weighing several tons were constantly being thrown directly into the lake to hit fish. Even large spiritual fish with a length of more than ten meters were turned into paste after being smashed.

The whole lake was stirred up by wind and waves, so it was better to just go into the water and catch fish.

Not far from Qingxuan, a certain ancestral shaman had many stones floating around him and was throwing them with great interest.

At the same time, there was a bonfire in the back, and a two- to three-meter-long spirit fish was placed on the fire, roasted until it was golden and shiny, exuding a rich aroma.

Qingxuan and the others have been staying in the Wu Clan for hundreds of years. Ever since Emperor Jun left the world and he and Qinglian went to visit the upper part of Buzhou Mountain, they have stayed in the Wu Clan and never left.

There was nothing to gain from the trip to Buzhou Mountain. It was clear that there were countless blessings and good fortunes below the mountainside, but it seemed that all the good fortunes in the blocked upper half were used to give birth to the heaven.

There were only some things that they looked down upon, elixirs, mineral deposits, etc. The quality was good, but it was just good.

As for the Heaven Realm, although he was a little curious about the situation inside, he did not go in after all, and it was impossible for him to agree to Di Jun's invitation.

Just from the outside, you can already glimpse a bit of the extraordinary world.

The good fortune that he has given birth to is also second, the main thing is the ability to gather the luck of heaven and earth, which is very extraordinary.

When he saw the heaven, Qingxuan understood that the matter of Emperor Jun establishing the demon clan was almost a foregone conclusion.

The hundreds of years left in the Wu Clan always feel longer than the tens of thousands of years.

After all, for a Taoist like him, the concept of time has always been vague. The number of years to achieve Taoism in seclusion is measured in tens of thousands, and hundreds of years are too insignificant.

But spending hundreds of years every day in a down-to-earth manner, instead of being immersed in the great road for a moment, brings a completely different feeling.

Qinglian has rarely practiced deep seclusion in these hundreds of years. Instead, like Qingxuan, she has adapted to the pace of life of the Wu clan.

She seemed to want to learn something from it, and there was a slight change in her body. Qingxuan thought this was a good thing.

At this moment, Qinglian was learning from Qingxuan to fish, staring at the lake without blinking.

But, for things like fishing, you have to stay away from home.

Among the ancestral witches, Qingxuan was undoubtedly most interested in Hou Tu, not because she was a rare female among the ancestral witches, but because he wanted to know what the relationship between Hou Tu and the other ancestral witches was. What a big difference, allowing her to reincarnate in an authentic way.

After all, Hou Tu himself is the ancestral shaman of earth and has nothing to do with reincarnation. He can't find the connection node between the two.

In addition, Qingxuan found something interesting about the Wu clan. In their eyes, everything has animism, and they can even sense the existence of spirits.

They themselves are not in harmony with the Dao, but they have a high affinity with all things made up of heaven and earth.

But they like to eat very much and think that all things have spirits, but it is natural to eat them!

Rabbits are cute and delicious!

Qingxuan always felt that they were in such a state that they valued ordinary creatures more than the innate saints. In their eyes, all things were treated equally, whether they were innate saints or ordinary monsters.

Look down upon all existence equally.

"Qinglian, can you see the essential difference between Houtu and other ancestral witches?" Qingxuan asked Qinglian secretly.

Qinglian looked away from the water, looked at Houtu, and shook her head.

She has been observing the mystery of the ancestral witch body, and she has seen many mysteries of the ancestral witch body.

Although Qinglian has not been in retreat during this period of time, she has only changed her way to comprehend the great path.

Hongjun has passed down the method of killing three corpses, and Qinglian is trying to integrate it into the method he created to further improve their way.

Their Tao seeds have already been conceived and cultivated in four twelve-grade immortal lotuses. According to their deduction, when their Daluo reaches perfection, their Tao seeds will be almost mature. There will not be much difference in time. Perhaps the maturity of the Tao seeds will Earlier.

At that time, they can directly begin to embark on their own path to transcendence.

"Will they agree?" Qinglian asked.

Although he asked questions without any clue, Qingxuan knew what Qinglian was asking.

After pondering for a while, Qingxuan nodded: "The probability is not small. Houtu told me that she has helped convince several of her brothers."

Qinglian glanced at him: "You didn't say that."

"You know I didn't say it, right?"

"You said you couldn't pry at will."

"..."

Qingxuan didn't believe it. Did he spy on him? How could he not sense it?

Qingxuan directly brought the topic back on track: "The ancestral wizards are relatively easy to talk to. Although Zhu Jiuyin, Shebishi, and Di Jiang are still wary of us, this is quite normal, and we have no plans. Whatever you do, don't worry about their suspicions.

And with Hou Tu’s help, I think other ancestral witches will agree. "

Not long ago, Qingxuan told a group of ancestral witches that he wanted to visit Pangu Palace. Di Jiang never refused directly, but only said that he would make a decision after the twelve ancestral witches discussed it together.

Moreover, Pangu Palace itself not only has a simple symbolic meaning, but also contains the foundation of the Witch Clan - the blood pool that gave birth to the Witch Clan.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches and the other great witches were all born from the blood pool, which was important to the survival of the witch clan.

The ancestral witches are straightforward, but they are not really brainless. What they don't have is the soul, they are just not good at deduction.

"I don't know why, but the Pangu Palace feels a little weird to me. I don't feel dangerous, but I always don't want to step into it." Qingxuan said.

Qinglian shook her head when she heard this. She felt that the aura of Pangu Palace was quite close to her.

It stands to reason that Qingxuan and she have the same origin, so their reactions to this should be similar.

Having said that, Qingxuan must still enter it to see what is hidden in it.

"What are you two talking about when you're so close?"

At this time, someone came over and asked.

However, Hou Tu didn't really want to ask anything. Before Qing Xuan and the others could speak, he continued: "Brother asked me to take you back."

"Go back? Could it be?"

Hou Tu nodded: "Let's go, we still need to make some preparations. After worshiping God the Father, we can let you two enter it. Of course, we will go in with you two."

Hou Tu took two steps, turned back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Actually, someone has told me a long time ago that if you two come to the Wu Clan one day, I hope we can agree to let you enter. Take a walk there.”

Qingxuan was slightly stunned. Someone wanted to say hello to Houtu in advance?

Hongjun!

The first thing Qingxuan thought of was Hongjun. Apart from him, there should be no one else.

"But he said that when the two of you propose it, we will agree, and that's it."

"Is that so?"

After greeting Hou Tu in advance, Hongjun's reputation was greater than that of him and Qinglian. In other words, Hou Tu's willingness to help them convince other ancestral witches was not due to the wine and various cooking methods he sent out. ?

However, Hongjun never informed them of this matter, and even told Houtu that he would wait until they took the initiative to bring it up.

Is this letting them make their own decisions?

"By the way, the reward promised to me cannot be less." Hou Tu said.

In fact, if I don't give anything away, Houtu will let the ancestral witches agree, right? loss.

"Don't worry, it won't be missing at all." Qingxuan responded.

The two of them followed Hou Tu and returned to the witch clan, while the other eleven ancestral witches were waiting in front of a hall.