Chapter 1 Back Earth and Iron-eating Beasts
Pangu opened the sky and broke the Hongmeng, and the turbidity separated the heaven and the earth.

There is a supreme sacred mountain on the prehistoric land called Buzhou Mountain.

At this time, beside a cliff on the top of Buzhou Mountain, a fluffy, half-white and half-black, with two dark circles under his eyes, a naive beast with sharp claws was lying lazily basking in the sun. The first iron-eating beast in this world was collected as a pet of war by the Hou Tu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and named it: Rolling.

Before crossing, it was called... Forget it, it's been too long, I can't remember it, that's it.

"Well, the Wu clan has started to practice again. It's a waste of time, and I can't win anyway. Wouldn't it be nice to have some spare time to help me pick some spiritual fruits, ha~" Hearing the sudden movement from below the cliff, he rolled around. Yawned and muttered inwardly.

As a traveler, he is very aware of the general trend of the world next. In the battle of the Lich, both sides were defeated, and neither was able to compete for the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth. In the end, the position of the protagonist fell to the head of the human race created by Nuwa.

"Forget it, anyway, the Wu clan still has the pure land of the underworld in the end, so let's fight it. The big deal is that we will move to the underworld and live there." Thinking about it, he rolled over and put his paws on his belly. Close your eyes and continue to sleep soundly.

When he was asleep, a mechanical sound that had been blocked by him sounded in his mind.

[Ding, the host is sleeping with salted fish, salted fish points +1. 】

[Ding, the host is basking in the sun with salted fish, mana +1. 】

[Ding, when the host was sleeping, he scratched his stomach, then turned around and changed his posture to continue salting the fish. Primordial spirit strength +1. 】

……

Time passed bit by bit, three hundred years later.

A slender figure came here. The person who came was a woman. She was wearing a long beige dress. The three thousand blue silk that was as black as ink fell like a waterfall, hanging down to the slender waist. Her beautiful and moving face was flat. Gao Jie.

She walked lightly to Tumblr's side, looked down at it condescendingly, and saw that it was still lying there, sleeping soundly, even with some drool flowing from the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and then she lifted up the unshoes. The jade feet, gently kicked it, and said in a cold voice: "God, wake up."

"Well, don't make trouble, you go away." Gun Gun waved its bear paw and hit the woman's jade foot, then turned around, turned her back to her, scratched her buttocks, and continued to sleep.

"..."

Seeing this scene, the woman's already wrinkled brows suddenly wrinkled deeper, and then she opened her lips lightly, and said in a cold voice like a thousand years of cold pools: "If you don't get up again, I will kill you and make barbecue. "

"Ow? Aww!" Hearing this, Gun Gun was stunned for a moment, then shuddered instantly, opened his eyes, jumped up from the ground, and then landed on all fours, shook his head vigorously, raised his head, looked at Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, she said in a very simple and honest voice, "Master Zuwu."

"You are sleeping late again, have you refined the blood of the great witch that I asked you to refine?" Houtu asked his pet of war.

"Uh... not yet." Gun Gun lowered his head and said a little embarrassedly.

It's not that it doesn't have the ability to refine the blood of the great witch. After crossing, it is bound to the god-level salted fish system. As long as it maintains the state of the salted fish, it can continue to become stronger. It is also the first iron-eating beast in the world. The magical power of the earth, refining a drop of the blood of the great witch is nothing to it, the problem is...

That drop of the Great Witch's blood was so unpleasant that it was recovered by Houtu from the corpse of a rough man of the Witch Tribe who died in battle. Gun Gun didn't like it, so it didn't want to eat that kind of thing.

Hearing Gu Gu's answer, Hou Tu clenched the palm of his sleeve slowly, and then asked it again, "The witch nerve passed on to you, how is your cultivation?"

"Uh... it's okay." Gun Gun lowered his head even lower.

"What do you mean by ok, how far have you practiced?"

"I barely remembered everything."

Back soil: "..."

That's it?So, three hundred years later, you haven't started practicing yet?

The scene suddenly fell silent, and a dignified atmosphere enveloped the place, shivering and feeling very uneasy.

[This baby is an iron-eating beast, not a witch. What kind of big witch's blood is refining, and what kind of witch nerve? I can become stronger even when I lie down, okay?Even if I am your pet, and I need some witch marks on my body, then you can give me your blood. The blood of a rough man is so stinky that I can't eat it. 】

"Huh?" Just as he was about to teach this stupid guy a lesson, suddenly, he seemed to hear a strange voice. This voice... It was like what it said, but it obviously didn't speak, and it was useless. Magic sound transmission, I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of mana, so, what is going on?

[If I tell the truth, and then ask her for a drop of Zu Wu's blood essence, no, I don't need blood essence, just a drop of blood of acceptable purity, will she give it?After eating so many spiritual fruits, I haven't eaten the blood of the ancestor witch, or... milk is also fine, I, an iron-eating beast, love to eat animal milk. 】

[Well, sure enough, it still won't work, he will be killed, Houtu Zuwu, super fierce! 】

[But what if she just wants to force me to refine that stinky big witch blood?I really don't want to eat it, it stinks!As for the witch nerves, it is dazzling to see, it is better to sleep stronger, if I say that, I will definitely be beaten again, alas, this baby is too difficult, she has been bullied by her, and she has no animal rights, woo woo~ 】

The sound that was exactly the same as Tumbling came into Hou Tu's ears one after another, and her face gradually became a little weird.

She slowly loosened her clenched fists, looked at the rolling motions under her feet, and thought to herself, "It doesn't refine that drop of witch's blood because it thinks it's stinky? Weasel gray witch... Really doesn't like cleanliness very much, it thinks If you want my blood, and the witch nerve is dazzling, can't you understand it? No, it has high qualifications, and there shouldn't be a situation where you can't understand the witch nerve. If you are too lazy, too lazy to watch, too lazy to think, of course you will not understand.”

Thinking about it, Hou Tu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes and grabbed at the rolling air. A scroll of jade flew out of its fur and fell into Hou Tu's hands. Then, she lightly scratched her finger, spilled a drop of Ancestral Witch's pure blood, let it fly down in front of the rolling, and said lightly to it: "Since you have no intention of cultivating the witch nerve, then stop practicing, this drop It is my blood, I will give you five hundred years to refine it. After five hundred years, I will lead my tribe to attack the demon clan. At that time, you will not be trained as a great witch, nor will you have the blood of ancestor witches to protect your body. , In case of death, Yuanshen don't come to me and cry."

After speaking, Hou Tu turned and left.

Looking at the beautiful back of her leaving, Gun Gun blinked and said to himself, "This time...Isn't it spanking? Are you turning sex?"

(End of this chapter)

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