Many children, many blessings, the great witch of blood will dominate the world!

Chapter 147 Zhen Yuanzi visits and mocks Hongyun
On the other side, in Hongyun Palace, old friend Zhen Yuanzi came to visit for the first time after a long time.

Originally, the situation of the Lich's calamity was unknown, and Zhen Yuanzi still cherished the feathers a little and was unwilling to express his attitude easily.

Now the strength of the Wu Clan is increasing day by day. Not to mention crushing the Demon Court, even the Zixiao Palace is slightly inferior and will be outclassed sooner or later.

In addition, the Wu clan also had a life-saving grace for their friend Hongyun, and Zhen Yuanzi was also very grateful.

"Old friend, a blessing in disguise comes from good fortune." Zhen Yuanzi bowed his hand and took out the Splendid Mountain and River Handkerchief, which contributed more than half of this year's harvest, more than 20 fruits.

A ginseng fruit banquet was enjoyed by the guests and the host, and Sanxiao also found it very useful.

Hongyun was overjoyed to meet again after a long separation and said with a smile:

"These are all the methods of the witch master. If there is no ancestral witch of blood, how can I introduce you to your brother today?"

If Zhen Yuanzi is also brought into the witch sect and gets guidance and help from Lin Xuan, he can also share a lot of the burden of raising children for himself.

After all, Lin Xuan has more and more children, and he and Qinglong, the two nannies, are simply too busy to keep up. Even with the help of the twelve ancestral witches on weekdays, it is only a drop in the bucket.

What's more, where did the Ancestral Witch of Blood exist? If the dignified son of Pangu could be bound to the same boat, he would also be happy for his old friend Zhen Yuanzi.

Hongyun's eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt like this.

"Wizun? Is he the witch who established the witch sect before and made a fuss about it?" Zhen Yuanzi was surprised and twirled his beard.

He had only heard of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. After the battle between the Third Section of Zixiao Palace and the Witch Slayer Alliance, Zhen Yuanzi knew that these reckless men were truly powerful.

But the witch master, who knew it was not a bluff, but a false name.

However, there may be something really unique about someone who can be so highly praised by friends, and it’s time to meet him and ask for advice.

At this time, the second and third children of Chang Xi and Xihe's family came bounding over, in pairs, like white porcelain dolls.

Under Zhen Yuanzi's blinded gaze, the mythical beasts snatched the ginseng fruit and ate it, wolfing it down as if they were eating an ordinary meal. This disturbed Zhen Yuanzi.

Such a rare innate spiritual root fruit, even if it is obtained by an ordinary quasi-sage, who would not burn incense with clean hands and chew it carefully.

And these naughty children, who were born and raised by a country man, are so unreasonable and wasteful of natural resources.

Zhen Yuanzi felt distressed, hearing the crunching sound of chewing, as if every bite was biting into his heart.

What shocked him and couldn't understand was that his friend Hongyun didn't stop him and just let the troublemakers continue to eat?
His fruit tree has only matured 48 times after ten thousand years. If it were not for the sake of his old friend, he would never be so generous.

Zhen Yuanzi suddenly couldn't bear it anymore and said to Hongyun:

"Friend, this..."

Seeing the cub of the mythical beast appearing out of nowhere, Ancestor Hongyun asked whether he should take care of it.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Hongyun shook her head, looking at the child with eyes so full of love that she even couldn't bear to eat it.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi was even more surprised. Could it be that this was a blood relative of his old friend? Otherwise, how could he be so doting on him?

Moreover, the two of them were inseparable before, how could they get married and have children without telling him.

The old bastard doesn't feel sorry for what I'm eating is not your treasure. The more Zhen Yuanzi thinks about it, the more depressed he becomes, and he's about to have an attack.

But at this time, a picture appeared that made him break his defense even more.With a few bah-bah sounds, the second and third children spit out all the fruit they had just eaten, their faces full of contempt and disgust.

"This uncle is so stingy. He treats such an unpalatable fruit like a treasure. The wine made by dad is much more fragrant than this. Brother, let's go."

The mythical beasts complained a few words and ran away happily, completely ignoring the ginseng fruit.

In an instant, after hearing these words, Zhen Yuanzi was completely off guard. His whole mind went blank, he was filled with anger, and he even laughed in anger, unable to restrain himself.

Did you hear that right? The top-quality spiritual root fruits that I cultivated with great pains were not even as good as pig food in the mouths of these arrogant children?
In just the blink of an eye, how many excellent opportunities have been wasted. If these fruit residues on the ground were placed in front of Taoist Taoists such as Jieyin and Zhunti, they might be able to rob them of their heads and blood, but now they are worthless.

It was so evil and outrageous that Zhen Yuanzi was shocked and laughed at the same time. He felt that his outlook on life had been greatly impacted, and his weak heart seemed to have been deeply scratched.

Ancestor Hongyun on the side was also stunned, feeling a little sorry, and continued to protect his shortcomings:
"Brother, don't be angry. These disciples are spoiled and have eaten too much delicacies. They are like this. If you have offended me, I hope you will forgive me."

Hongyun explained sincerely, feeling helpless.After all, looking back at the prehistoric times, who has Lin Xuan's background? Children grow up with silver spoons in their mouths and have never eaten any good things. They really don't care about your ginseng fruit.

However, after hearing such truth, Zhen Yuanzi became more and more angry, feeling that the other party was humiliating him.

Zhen Yuanzi sneered and said:
"Haha, I want to see what kind of delicacies we eat. It seems that I am a poor man who doesn't know what is good and what is good, and I can't afford it."

Originally, I still had the idea of ​​giving it a try, so I followed my brother to ask the witch master for advice.

When I see him now, he is clearly a man who is seeking fame and reputation and boasts without any shame.

Treating his ginseng fruit as a waste of grains is completely blind, and Hongyun is still talking about it, so the Witch Lord is probably not much better.

Seeing this, the good old man Hongyun was also helpless and couldn't continue the conversation.

After all, Lin Xuan's various mysterious and supreme methods are not something that everyone can see and understand, and it is not easy for him to continue to explain.

Since Zhen Yuanzi didn't quite believe it, he couldn't force it. He just felt sorry for his brother.

What a good person. If he can be won over to join the witch sect, his future achievements will never be inferior to his own. He will most likely become a saint.

Hongyun hissed and sighed, her eyes making Zhen Yuanzi's hair stand on end.

After saying a few words without speculation, Hongyun remembered her recent insights and breakthroughs, and was about to go find Lin Xuan. She stood up and said goodbye to him:

"Fellow Taoist, I seem to have gained a new understanding of the way of saints recently, and I want to ask the witch master for some advice. I wanted to go with you, but..."

Zhen Yuanzi interrupted directly and sneered: "No need, I'm fine just staying here."

He was extremely contemptuous and ridiculed.While the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Hongjun did not ask for advice, Hongyun actually went to kneel down and beg Lin Xuan for advice. She was really deceived by the witch sect and became lame.

And is this Lord of Ten Thousand Witches really as mysterious as he claims? Is he even more powerful than the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Zhen Yuanzi didn't believe it at all.

"Well, it just so happens that you can take care of these children for me. Brother, go back as soon as you go." Hongyun explained and gave instructions.

He was usually too distracted by these mythical beasts, and he didn't have much time to practice on his own. Now that Zhen Yuanzi was here, he could finally step away for a moment and feel lighter all over.

(End of this chapter)