Honghuang: I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, and I am the leader of Jiejiao

Chapter 33: When Xingtian is defeated, Fusang searches for the ancestral witch!
When Xing Tian heard this, he stomped on the ground, his figure was like thunder, and the huge ax bloomed with brilliant light.

Seeing it as if it were a giant, it hit Fusang hard with the force of a mountain collapse.

Frowning, Fusang also felt that the people from the Wu clan were indeed a bit hot-tempered.A mere middle-level Daluo Jinxian dared to be so arrogant.

I've already broken through to Quasi-Saint, so it's not that bad.

Otherwise, keep a low profile.

Seeing Xing Tian's fierce movements, the surrounding witch clan cheered for him!
"Witch Clan! Never give up! The same goes for Xingtian!"

"The Great Witch Xingtian will definitely kill this rude person like you, and then this monster monkey won't be able to escape either!"

"How about we take action now?"

"Stop it. If the Great Witch Xingtian doesn't issue an order, how dare you act recklessly again?"

It seems that there are many people in the Wu clan who have the same personality as Xing Tian.

However, a bright light flashed in Fusang's eyes, within Fusang's field of vision.

Xing Tian's movements were as slow as a snail crawling.

I can't be too harsh. After all, this is Mount Buzhou, the territory of the witch clan. If I really hurt the great witch Xingtian, how can I communicate with the twelve ancestral witches?

The somewhat boring Fuso stretched out two fingers each to block the attack path of the giant axe.

In this way, the two giant axes were easily clamped.

No matter how hard Xing Tian struggled, he couldn't move even half an inch. Xing Tian was already dumbfounded.

This was especially true for the surrounding Wu clan people. They didn't expect that they could take Xing Tian's attack with just two fingers.

Even among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, few can do this method.

For a moment, there was silence, and the surrounding area fell into a dead silence.

With a relaxed smile, Fusang loosened his fingers, and with a little force, Xing Tian couldn't help but retreat.

Xing Tian forcibly resisted Fusang's powerful force, his body full of evil aura, like an evil ghost.

But he was still forced to look pale.

The energy and blood in his body surged, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

It stands to reason that the gap between the two people is already very obvious.

But Xing Tian still had no intention of giving up, looking eager to try.

Fusang was speechless about this. They already knew the difference, so why did they still give it away?

No wonder there won't be any famous guys from this Wu clan in the future.

They're all a bunch of fools.

Finally, Chi You was killed by the emperor.

If you look at other monster clans, even during the Journey to the West, there are still a few good big monsters.

At that time, the Witch Clan was even worse than the Dragon Clan.

So, this is the importance of culture.

Xing Tian gave up his axes this time and rushed over with his fists waving.

Fuso did not rely on magic power, but simply used his body to punch out.

After hearing a loud "bang!", Xing Tian had already flown out.

The terrifying force set off a violent hurricane here, destroying the place in a blink of an eye.

Many of the surrounding witch clans were also swept in.

At this moment, many witch clans looked at Fusang with fear and respect in their eyes.

After this lesson, Fuso also learned.

These barbarians won't surrender until they are beaten, so they can't hold back too much, otherwise they won't know how powerful they are.

"Here, go check on the situation of the Xingtian witch. You guys go find the ancestral witch and take action."

"Yes, is it so serious? The ancestral witches are in an emergency now, don't they say that they can't be disturbed by anything?" Fusang watched everything that just happened with cold eyes, comparing Xingtian with the twelve ancestral witches he knew.

Sure enough, this great witch is a great witch, and he can reach the level of a great witch through practice.

But the ancestral witches couldn't do it. They were transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and they were not at the same level at all.

If it was the blow just now, even if the ancestral witch could not catch it, he would be able to recover quickly.

But Xingtian obviously couldn't do it.

"Fellow Daoist Xingtian, accept the concession, accept the concession!"

With a smile on her lips, Fusang just looked at Xing Tian's staggering body quietly.

Finally standing up, Xingtian's face darkened when he heard Fusang's unabashed smile.

I thought to myself, if I had told you that you were a strong person on the same level as the ancestral witches, I would have treated you with courtesy.

"Dare I ask where my friend came from?"

At this moment, no matter how reluctant he was, Xing Tian asked about Fusang's origins. After all, not everyone is qualified to see the ancestral witch.

Fusang Jishou, which was regarded as giving face to the Wu clan, immediately said: "Fusang, the poor Taoist, is the form of the Fusang sacred tree above the sun star. Now he has worshiped under the disciple of Sanqing Tongtian Taoist in Kunlun Mountain, and he is the head of Sanqing. only!"

As soon as Fusang said this, Xing Tian frowned, not because Fusang came from the form of the Fusang sacred tree above the sun star, but because Fusang was the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

The Wu Clan has always claimed that they are the Pangu authentic sect, and the Sanqing Taoists also promoted it in the prehistoric times. However, there can only be one authentic sect, either the Ancestral Witch or the Sanqing. Although the Wu Clan has not stated this clearly, They, the great witches, have heard about it, and they don’t have much favorable impressions of Sanqing.

But soon, Xing Tian no longer struggled.

"It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Fusang! Xingtian has heard about it for a long time. Everyone knows about the vision on the sun star thousands of years ago.

Fellow Taoist has become the peak power of Daluo Jinxian since he was born. When we meet him today, he is even more unfathomable. It is really our witch clan’s fortune that fellow daoist can come to our witch clan as a guest!

only……"

At this point, Xing Tian began to look embarrassed, as if there was something he couldn't continue talking about.

Fusang naturally saw that Xingtian was somewhat reluctant to talk further at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Xingtian, you might as well just say it."

Seeing Fusang say this, Xingtian felt relieved.

"It's just that fellow Taoist Fusang, if you want to meet the ancestral witches, it may not be easy.

The ancestral witch masters are dealing with many things day by day, and the eleven ancestral witch masters are still in collective retreat.

If Fusang Taoist wants to see the ancestral shaman, the only ancestral shaman of Houtu who returned from listening to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace more than 2000 years ago is still there.

Then Tu Zuwu had a cold personality and was not seen by ordinary people at all. Even if Xing Tian wanted to bring his Taoist friends to see the ancestral witch, he might not be able to escape the punishment of Hou Tuzu Wu.

so……"

Now that the words have come to this point, it is impossible for Fusang not to understand what they mean.

Xingtian's meaning is very simple. Eleven ancestral shamans have already gone into retreat. It is impossible for him to bring Fusang to disturb the ancestral witches' retreat. As for the only ancestral shaman who has not retreated, Xingtian is afraid that he will be punished by the ancestral witch Houtu after taking him there. , so there is some dilemma.

Of course, facing Fusang, if it were an ordinary guy, even a Daluo Jinxian like Xingtian, would he want to see the ancestral witch?
Xing Tian would probably reward this guy with a few axes.

Fusang didn't say any more. He came to find the ancestral witch. Actually, he wanted to see how he could speed up the cultivation of the physical body. Of course, Fusang didn't come empty-handed. If Fusang was satisfied, he would also teach the ancestral witches the law. The method of enlightenment allows their ancestral witches to become quasi-sages!

In ancient times, it is better not to remain unchanged, change is vitality and an opportunity for Fusang!
After thinking for a while, Fusang decided to find the ancestral witch to find out. After he became a quasi-sage, physical training was too difficult. The physical training was too slow, and it was difficult for him to continue to integrate the laws of yin and yang into his body and soul. This was terrible. Not what Fuso wanted to see!
"Fellow Taoist Xingtian, if that's the case, all you need to do is tell the direction of Hou Tuzu Shaman, and Pindao will go find Hou Tuzu Shaman himself.

What do fellow Taoists think? "

Xing Tian thought for a moment and agreed. After all, as long as Fusang didn't disturb the other eleven ancestral witches and not let him lead the way.

As for whether Fusang can make Hou Tuzu Wu talk to him calmly, that is not within the scope of Xingtian's consideration.

"Good! Fusang Daoist has a friendly idea. You can go three thousand miles to the northwest and you'll find the Houtu Zuwu!"

Nodding, Fusang also thanked Xingtian. After thinking for a moment, Fusang decided to leave the six-eared macaque in the Xingtian tribe for now, and go find the Hou Tuzu witch by himself.

After all, if you take a demon clan to find someone else's ancestral witch, you always feel something is weird, don't you?
Xingtian didn't have any opinion on this, saying that he would be optimistic about the six-eared macaque.

Fusang is not worried that Xingtian will be harmful to Liu Er. After all, Liu Er may be a vegetarian, but he is not a vegetarian!

The so-called beating a dog depends on the owner!
(End of this chapter)