Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 238

The gleam in Ying Aotian's eyes made Wu Kong beside him click his tongue secretly.

Big brother is still big brother after all, this conspiracy is beyond my reach.

In the future, I have to be more obedient, like marrying Changxi and Xihe, it's better to do less!
Ying Aotian naturally didn't know what Wukong was thinking, and sat in the Shenying Temple with a peaceful face, roughly replaying the whole thing in his heart.

Houtu took Pecking Eagle away, and preparations for the merits of Qingying and Hongying had already taken shape.

The eastward transmission of Western religion will inevitably cease to exist in the future reproduction process of the human race.

Ran Deng and Zhun Ti's plans for sanctification can only be thought about while sleepwalking.

Use the power of the Eagle Clan to help Houtu establish the Six Paths of Reincarnation to benefit hundreds of millions of prehistoric beings and perfect the cycle of prehistoric heaven.

It will definitely increase the luck of the entire Eagle Clan, and by then the Eagle Clan will inevitably be promoted to more members of the Da Luo Jinxian realm or above, and even "quasi-sages are not impossible.

Thinking of this, Ying Aotian smiled slightly.

Then, next, we have to consider that 10 years later, the last battle of the Lich will end, and Gonggong will be angry.

Gonggong ran into Buzhou Mountain angrily, although the collapse of Buzhou Mountain was not clear, it could even be said to be funny.

But if it falls, it will fall, and it will cause the sky to collapse, the Milky Way to flow backwards, and the sky and the earth will almost be destroyed.

"Nuwa!
"Ying Aotian thought of Nuwa, unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an inexplicable smile.

"Brother, Nuwa, what's wrong?
"Wukong next to him heard Ying Aotian's soft words and looked at his expression, he was immediately taken aback.

What happened to Nuwa?
Nuwa is fine.

However, she was involved in a great merit that was about to come.

What kind of merit?
Heaven-replenishing merit!
For this merit, Ying Aotian definitely wants to share a share.

Moreover, Ying Aotian had made up his mind before this, and now is the time to start preparing for it.

"Wukong, I have something to discuss with you!
"Ying Aotian suddenly said inexplicably.

"Um?
Brother, if you have anything to do, you can just order it directly, and there is no need to discuss it!
"Wu Kong was taken aback for a moment, then said nonchalantly.

Everything about him can be said to be given by Ying Aotian, he does whatever Ying Aotian asks him to do, so he doesn't care what Ying Aotian discusses with him at all.

But Wu Kong can not care, but Ying Aotian can't.

After all, Wukong is also a dignified saint, if he is the same as before, wouldn't people laugh at him?
Although he knew that as long as he spoke, Wukong would definitely not refuse.

However, negotiations still need to be discussed.

"I want you to exchange magic weapons with Qingying!
"Ying Aotian shook his head, sighed slightly and said!

Exchange magic weapon?
Wu Kong scratched his head in a dazed way, feeling a little confused!
"Brother, why exchange magic weapons?"

It's not that he objected, it's just that he didn't understand the meaning of Ying Aotian's actions.

He has a lot of magic weapons in his hand, and it's no problem to give Qingying a few.

But exchange?
Ying Aotian's approach made him a little confused.

"Next, Qiankun Ding will have a great merit, and you have been sanctified, so you don't need merit for the time being.

So I want you to temporarily exchange Qiankunding with Qingying and let him accept this merit!
"Ying Aotian didn't hide anything, he said very directly.

I thought why, it's not easy?
I will go to the location of the human race now and give the Qiankun Cauldron to Qingying.

Wukong immediately waved his hand indifferently.

Although saints also need merit, but it is indeed dispensable, or not so urgent.

Since Qingying needs it, it is no problem to give it to him.

Watching Wukong leave, Ying Aotian sighed softly.

I have done everything that can be done, and whether Qingying can become a saint depends on God's will.

Ying Aotian and Wukong started to act, and Houtu also brought Yingying back to the Wu Clan.

The eleven ancestor witches are all gathered in the ancestor witch hall at this time, discussing how to completely defeat the demon clan.

Seeing Hou Tu who had gone out looking for opportunities for hundreds of years came back, he immediately surrounded him.

"Houtu, you're back.

"Dijiang greeted Houtu first, but he did not neglect Xiaoying.

"I've seen Fellow Daoist Yingying!
"Di Jiang bowed to the eagle.

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome, I have disturbed you so much this time, and I hope all the ancestor witches will not be offended!
"Yu Ying smiled slightly, neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impetuous.

"Haha... What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist?
It is a great honor for fellow Taoists to come to our Wu Clan.

"Shebishi laughed heartily and said," that's right, my witch clan is full of glory!
"My sons and daughters, please bid farewell to good wine and food, welcome the arrival of Daoist Yingying, and also clean up the dust for the ancestors of Houtu."

The ancestral witches were very enthusiastic and kept toasting the eagle, as if they were either drunk or lying down.

However, at their level, it is not easy to get drunk again.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Eat what you should eat, drink what you should drink, and Houtu feels that the time is almost here.

Brothers and sisters, Houtu would like to discuss with you about leaving Buzhou Mountain hundreds of years ago to find opportunities.

Seeing that Houtu was so serious, Di Jiang waved his hands to calm down the other brothers and sisters, "Sister Houtu, just say what's the matter, we are all brothers and sisters, so don't be so polite.

"Di Jiang smiled and said.

Hou Tu didn't hide anything, and slowly told the Eleventh Patriarch Wu the ins and outs of what he asked the Zuying.

Zhu Rong had a bad temper, and immediately objected loudly after listening to it: "What did you say?
Incarnation of the six realms of reincarnation?
I disagree!"

Other ancestral witches also spoke out to dissuade them.

Di Jiang looked at the chattering Zuwu brothers and sisters, and pondered slightly: "If the monster clan no longer exists, or if there is a saint in the Wu clan, I would like to support the younger sister Hou Tu to complete this kind of infinite fortune. good thing.

But right now our clan and the demon clan are in a state of anxiety, once you, girl, become the place of the six realms of reincarnation, the formation of the twelve gods will not be able to be completed.

Facing the invasion of the monster clan at that time, I am afraid that our entire witch clan will also become the undead under the blade of the monster clan. Even if you succeed in establishing the six realms, sister, what will you do in the face of countless dead clan members?
How do you explain to Father God Pangu?"

After all, he was the head of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches, and Di Jiang's analysis hit the nail on the head, piercing Houtu's heart.

Houtu Dai frowned deeply, lost in thought.

The atmosphere in the Ancestral Witch Hall was stalemate, not because of disputes, but because it was difficult to choose.

Zhu Jiuyin twisted her body, her eyes closed, and the time and space around her alternated between light and dark. After thinking about it, she said: "It is indeed a great merit to do what Hou Tu wants to do, but it is inappropriate at the moment.

"That's right, sister, where will you put the Wu Clan in this way?"

(End of this chapter)