I am the junior fellow student of Sanqing in the prehistoric times

"I don't like to talk to others with my head raised, including you!"

"Wow!"

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the generals of the Wu clan looked in disbelief, and then they were filled with anger!

They were used to being arrogant in Zhoushan. How had they seen such arrogant gods and demons?

Dare you let the Wu Clan condescend?

Their witch clan is more than a little bit more powerful than before! You may not be afraid of Yuan Qing!

The great witch Liu Xiang twisted his hips and was about to teach the little dwarf a lesson. However, as soon as he took a step, he was pressed down by the ancestral witch Zhu Jiuyin.

Di Jiang glanced at Zhuo Jiuyin and saw the latter shaking his head. He could only swallow his displeasure and take the initiative to shrink his body.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were either fearful, resentful, or silent. They all shrank in size after Di Jiang. Even the most fiery Zhu Rong had no objections.

Seeing the ancestral witch like this, no matter how dissatisfied the hierarchical shamans were, they would shrink their bodies to the size of ordinary people, but the height of seven feet was their last stubbornness.

Yuan Qing nodded with satisfaction and patted Di Jiang on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Do you know my purpose?"

"I don't know!"

A few years ago, a greeting card flew from the sky, saying that Taixuan Taoist Master would be visiting the Wu clan today.

There has been no announcement as to when that will be.

But even so, Di Jiang summoned all the power that the Wu clan could mobilize, fearing that the fight would be as disastrous as the last defeat.

"I came here this time for two things."

Yuan Qing stretched out two fingers to make signs, raised his eyebrows and said, "The first thing is to go to the Pangu Palace left by Father God."

"No!"

"no!"

"Big brother!"

As soon as Yuan Qing said this, he just stirred up a hornet's nest again. Several ancestral witches shouted, each of them showing their evil spirit, and they wanted to fight Yuan Qing to the death!

Yuan Qing was not afraid at all, a trace of mana leaked out, black clouds instantly fell over the city, spiritual energy surged, and boundless coercion rolled in!

Especially the trace of pressure belonging to Pangu's authentic sect made the ancestral witch feel uncomfortable. The great witch was frightened and wanted to escape from this place.

Di Jiang took two deep breaths, and his two thigh-thick arms trembled with anger. This kind of humiliation really made him feel aggrieved. He might as well have a good fight, no matter whether he won or lost!

However, he remembered what Hou Tu Meizi said, humiliation is the driving force for progress. When our Wu clan reaches a certain level of strength, there will be no more humiliation.

After all, they are not strong enough!

He couldn't defeat the Venerable Yuan Qing in front of him, nor could he defeat the Saint Hongjun who was angry.

After enduring it again and again, Di Jiang held back two words: "Okay!"

In an instant, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle and gentle, as if the breathtaking pressure just now had never appeared.

This made the wizards relax in their hearts.

Yuan Qing smiled and gave a thumbs up to Dijiang: "Good choice. It seems that you idiot has become a leader!"

The last time we met, he was still stupid and rough, and Yuan Qing cut off a lot of luck because of Di Jiang's hesitation.

Being so decisive this time was beyond his expectation.

"As for the second thing."

Seeing the fair and tender appearance and amiable smile of the young Taoist in front of him, Zu Wu's generosity and strength instantly lifted up.

"I need you, the witch clan, to promise something."

Hou Tu came out from behind and stood in front of Dijiang, facing Yuan Qing directly.

"What's the matter?"

Yuan Qing was a little surprised, looking at the Hou Tuzu Wu who appeared in front of him, she might still be his sister in terms of blood.

Looking at the other ancestral shamans who were not surprised, Yuan Qing understood clearly that Hou Tu’s voice in the shaman clan was not small.

Yuan Qing was very happy. He flipped his right hand and took out a colorful ball.

This small ball is transparent on the outside and has five colored lines intertwined inside. At first glance, it looks like a mess and is very complicated. But for those who are proficient in the Five Elements, it is just a very common principle of the rotation of the Five Elements.

"This bead is a five-element bead. It is made by me using the pine shell of the five-needle pine with innate spiritual roots and a trace amount of the five-element spiritual veins."

"The function of this bead is very simple. If you drive it into the node where the earth veins meet, and after being washed by the spiritual energy, it will automatically adjust the five elements of the spiritual veins and make the spiritual veins run smoothly."

"And Zhoushan is the main vein of the ancient spiritual veins. There are so many of them. It is naturally difficult for me to find them all by myself, so I want to leave this matter to you, the Witch Clan. When I find the node in the future, I will put the Five Elements Pearl into it."

"As time goes by, Zhoushan will surely have smooth and smooth weather, and the dangerous places will gradually reduce, and it will become a truly blessed place."

After all, this is where Yuan Qing plans to live in the future, so it’s better to plan carefully.

When Hou Tu heard what Yuan Qing said, his eyes lit up.

The same is true for Zhuo Jiuyin.

Why are the Wu clan so desperate to expand? It's just that the population is growing too fast, and the resources near Zhoushan are really in short supply.

How can there be endless plains rich in resources among the mountains?

The cubs are so capable of giving birth and can be eaten after birth. Even if Houtu Meizi has studied the methods of planting and animal husbandry, there is still a gap.

But if there is this earth vein bead, the effect is as good as Yuan Qing said, then the place where the Wu clan is located has good weather and good harvests every year, so it is impossible to say that it can really solve the resource gap.

Zhuo Jiuyin quickly asked: "Brother, what's the number of Five Elements Pearls?"

Yuan Qing was indeed born earlier than them.

It's not strange to call him "brother", but Yuan Qing always feels awkward when a big man calls a young man "brother".

He took out a storage bag with probably tens of thousands of pills inside.

"That's it. If you run out, send someone to Kunlun Mountain to find me."

Houtu took it over at Zhuo Jiuyin's signal. Storage bags, storage bags, etc. have been spread throughout the world for thousands of years. The refining method is simple and easy to use.

However, the one Yuan Qing took out was only opened with magic power, while the storage bags of other gods and demons were opened with Yuan Shen.

Hou Tu rolled his eyes and asked: "Brother, our witch clan will help you find the earth veins and place the five elements beads. Can you tell us the refining method of this storage bag?"

"Okay, it's suitable for you."

Yuan Qing tapped the center of Houtu's eyebrows and passed on the refining method.

After this incident, Yuan Qing couldn't wait to go to Pangu Palace to have a look. Last time the ancestral witch ran too fast, he wanted to keep Pangu Palace but was blocked by Qingyun from the heavens.

This time I finally got to take a good look at his former residence!

Don't forget that Yuan Qing was conceived by Pangu's soul and a drop of blood. Doesn't this blood live in the heart?

Under the leadership of many ancestral witches, Yuan Qing walked towards the main hall deep in the clan. He is not afraid of any traps and schemes by the ancestral witch. Firstly, they are confident in their own strength, and secondly, they dare not make any small moves under the eyes of Father God.

Do they still dare to fight with him in Pangu Hall?

Soon, Pangu Palace came into Yuan Qing's sight. It was such a big palace, with golden glazed tiles shining dazzlingly in the sun. The walls were red, like burning flames, like exploding magma, very majestic!

A large black stone plaque hangs on the top of the red-painted gate, with three large characters "Pangu Palace" inscribed with dragons and phoenixes flying on it!

The door was opened, and the interior was unusually empty. There were no large pillars or beams, or complicated decorations. Only twelve statues of ancestral witches stood inside. The rough techniques showed that they were carved by the witches themselves and then moved into the hall.

Yuan Qing looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches speechlessly and found that they were still very proud. Zhu Rong and Gonggong even raised their eyebrows at him proudly.

snort! When he takes possession of the Pangu Palace, he will definitely summon the most skilled craftsmen from ancient times to use the most precious materials to carve a statue of the god. Only then can he be worthy of the Pangu Palace.

Don't pay attention to these statues, just look at the walls around the hall. The very complicated patterns are not obvious at first glance, but Yuan Qing feels familiar to him. When he thinks about it carefully, he suddenly realizes!

Isn't this the natal pattern of those chaotic gods and demons that fleetingly disappeared in his inherited memory!

The Dao pattern representing space gods and demons is a slightly complicated square image; while the Dao pattern representing time actually forms a circular quarter-hour.

The path of fire is a complicated flame pattern, the path of water is wavy lines, the path of wood is a lush tree, the path of earth is a high mountain, and the path of gold is actually a straight long sword!

Three thousand avenues, three thousand patterns!

What a blessing to have a perfect number!

If he had not inherited the memory and had been diligently understanding it, Yuan Qing would not have discovered the wonders of these patterns. He might have regarded them as ordinary patterns and missed the most important treasure of Pangu Palace.

Holding back his excitement, Yuan Qing told himself repeatedly in his heart that Pangu Palace is not his now, Pangu Palace is not his now, Pangu Palace is not his now!

After repeating it three times, I opened my dull eyes.

Smiling and continuing the conversation with Zu Wu.

Yuan Qing was led by the ancestral witch to the center of Pangu Palace. There was actually a blood pool. The blood pool was very wide and filled with scarlet blood. Dense blood bubbles rolled over the blood surface from time to time. The smell of blood was choking. Yuan Qing wrinkled his nose a little.

After all, the blood of Father God Pangu has dried up long ago, and the blood inside is the blood of gods and demons or the blood of spiritual beasts.

This blood will gradually be purified by the power of the blood pool and condensed into blood crystals, which will be used by the witch clan for their cultivation.

It's not of much use to Yuan Qing. He has already planned that after he takes charge of Pangu Palace, he will remove the blood pool, fill it with spiritual liquid and spiritual water, and plant some spiritual roots and spiritual flowers. Wouldn't it look much better?

Just when Yuan Qing's eyes were wandering, he suddenly saw thirteen stone pillars in the center of the blood pool. The stone pillars were mottled. Twelve of them were empty. Only the thirteenth pillar had a blood-colored stone floating on it, which was engraved with complex Taoism. Pattern.

Yuan Qing suddenly looked at Di Jiang, his momentum suddenly exploded, and a huge figure instantly appeared behind Yuan Qing. Its eyes were like the sun and the moon, its hair was like the stars, its muscles and bones were like spiritual veins, and its blood was like mountains and rivers!

The twelve ancestral witches all took a step back!

The figure took a photo of the stone pillar, and the blood-colored stone flew into Yuan Qing's hand like a swallow returning to its nest.

Playing with the Dao Heart Stone carved with rules, Yuan Qing said slowly: "Di Jiang, I need an explanation!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches remained silent, silently resisting the pressure from Yuan Qing.

The Dao Heart Stone has rules engraved on it, which is why the ancestral witch was born to master a law.

Twelve of the pieces have been fused separately, and the thirteenth piece belongs to Yuan Qing.

It's not that they haven't thought about the thirteenth Dao Heart Stone, but they can't open the ban on Pangu Palace.

As for why he didn't give this Dao Heart Stone to Yuan Qing, one was the resentment in his heart for being defeated; the other was his unwillingness to give up.

The power of one law is already infinite, but what about the two?

Until today Yuan Qing is here.

This Tao Heart Stone finally welcomed its owner.

Di Jiang gave a wry smile. This was the first time he had laughed. The high-spirited leader of the Wu Clan actually kept smiling in apology.

After all, it was the Wu clan who was in the wrong. After Di Jiang saluted decently, he said, "We did something wrong in this matter. How can we compensate for it?"

"What do you want? I want Pangu Palace!"

"what?"

The shame was wiped from the hearts of the ancestral wizards, and then everyone burst out with momentum and pressed towards Yuan Qing!

"Pangu Palace is the foundation of our Witch Clan, this is simply impossible!"

Although Pangu Palace is not an innate treasure, its miraculousness is even greater than that of an innate treasure!

Its interior is a self-contained space, with infinite land; it can shield the secrets of heaven, and the heavenly law cannot penetrate the Pangu Palace; it can suppress the luck and prevent the flow of luck; the main hall is a defensive treasure, extremely strong, and only attacks from Hunyuan Wuji can't penetrate it. Possible to break.

In addition, Pangu Palace is not trapped by any restrictions. It can be large or small, and can run or escape. It was because of Pangu Palace that the ancestral witch escaped from Yuan Qing smoothly.

How could such a powerful thing be given away to others!

Yuan Qing knew it was impossible, so he didn't say anything, but the shadow behind him became clearer and clearer, and it vaguely resonated with the Pangu Palace. The cheerful sound of banging rings sounded in the palace, as if to welcome Yuan Qing's arrival.

A golden ring appeared in the center of the hall, with a red heart in the middle, beating extremely vigorously!

The ancestral witches all looked curious, but the eldest brother Di Jiang's expression changed drastically, because this heart shadow was the core of Pangu Palace!

Then, Di Jiang turned his head suddenly and saw a ray of magic power flashing from Yuan Qing's finger, and quickly penetrated into his heart like a small snake.

"do not want!"

In an instant, Di Jiang felt that some of the limited rights of Pangu Palace, which he had perfect control over, had been taken away.

Yuan Qing's faint words came to him at this moment: "This is the compensation you give me!"

Di Jiang had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, his eyes were red and he wanted to choose someone to devour. Others didn't know that the heart was the core of Pangu Palace, but Di Jiang knew.

But he can't say!

Because the other ancestral witches don’t know that they can also control Pangu Palace!

Di Jiang was the first to be born, and he easily refined Pangu Palace, then hid the core, and told his younger siblings that Pangu Palace was under his control.

Just like the Taiqing Refining Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of the Three Pure Ones.

The other ancestral witches didn't dare to say anything even if they were unwilling to do so, because it was too late for them to be born.

But if they know that they can also control Pangu Palace, and even the limited power can be divided into twelve parts, then the eleven younger brothers and sisters will definitely unite to resist him and let him hand over the limited power.

After all, brothers also have entangled interests and deep feelings.

This extremely aggrieved feeling that had to be suppressed in his heart made Di Jiang extremely uncomfortable.

He also had to hint to Yuan Qing to cooperate: "It seems that Father God loves Taoist friends very much. In the future, there is no telling whether Pangu Palace will be able to escape the ancestral witches and fall into the hands of Taoist friends."

"Oh?"

Yuan Qing pondered for a moment, and only felt the aura of Emperor Jiang in Pangu Hall, but not at all from the ancestral witch beside him.

He suddenly understood what Di Jiang meant.

Yuan Qing didn't point it out, he just put away his momentum, and the shadow behind him slowly disappeared. The shadow of the heart at the core of Pangu Palace also disappeared, and the original silence returned to the palace.

After a long time, Yuan Qing heard a sigh: "When Pangu Palace falls into my hands, I hope fellow Daoist Di Jiang is still alive."

(End of this chapter)