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Chapter 155 Zhen Yuanzi moves and converts to witchcraft
Originally, facing the lich war, the two of them in the West wanted to stay out of the matter, keeping secret about the calamity and not wanting to get too involved.

But people are good at being bullied, and they never imagined that the ancestral witches of the Wu clan would go so far and even cut off their chance to attain enlightenment. This was an undying hatred.

With the addition of Western Taoists, the strength of the Demon Court's lineup has been further improved, even their luck has been reversed, and the task of collecting the human race's violent energy has become smoother.

Seeing this situation, the Three Pure Demon Emperors all smiled, full of confidence:

"Everything in existence is like a whale falling. If the witch sect is destroyed, then there will be many more opportunities for sainthood in the world. This is all good luck."

The three Qing brothers are all looking forward to it and can't wait to witness the end of the decisive battle between the Lich Tribulation and reap the benefits.

Not to mention anything else, just getting the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is already an immeasurable merit, and all three of them are bound to get it.

On the other side of the Wu Clan's Hongyun Palace, Hongyun returned all the way and saw his friend Zhen Yuanzi kneeling there in embarrassment, looking lonely, as if he had lost hundreds of millions of merits.

"Friend, my disciples are pretty good, aren't they? How are you leading them?" Hong Yun asked from a distance, but when he stepped forward, he was stunned by the sight in front of him.

"You, you... why are you kneeling to teach my disciples?"

Ancestor Hongyun's face was filled with question marks. He was so confused that he rubbed his eyes crazily.

Crazy, no matter how old-fashioned and warm-hearted Zhen Yuanzi is, he shouldn't be so caring. He actually knelt in front of his apprentice and lost his mind.

Looking around again, an even more surprising picture was reflected in Hong Yun's suddenly shrinking pupils.

Zhen Yuanzi's top-quality spiritual roots and fruit trees, which never left his body, were actually tossed back and forth in the hands of the dolls, as if they were playing Cuju.

Seeing this situation, Hongyun's whole body went numb, and he could no longer hide the shock and surprise on his face.

You were asked to take charge of your apprentice, but you treated the ginseng and fruit trees that you look after as toys?
When it comes to being a baby daddy, it has to be my good friend Zhen Yuanzi, who is so devoted to her responsibilities that it puts Hongyun to shame.

He knew that his disciples were very evil and would be favored by Zhen Yuanzi, but he never thought that he would like them to such an extent that they would even offer ginseng fruit with both hands.

"I thanked him on behalf of the disciples. This is a big cause and effect." Hongyun bowed slightly, with a smile on his face. He wanted to win over the other party and join the Western Cult.

He was still hesitant at first. After all, Zhen Yuanzi was an outsider. He had repeatedly questioned and slandered Lin Xuan, the Witch Lord. It was not easy to convince him.

What's more, this is still related to the calamity of becoming a saint, and the stakes are so important that even Zhen Yuanzi, whom he has known for many years, cannot fully believe it.

But now that the latter is so generous and kind to his apprentices, there is no problem. Hongyun no longer hesitates and is ready to reciprocate the favor.

And Zhen Yuanzi was also numb and cracked, and the level of horror in his heart was not at all inferior to Hong Yun.

Until now, he still couldn't understand how he could lose so easily. The mighty quasi-saint giant was so vulnerable and could be pushed away by a group of Da Luo and quasi-saint disciples. This must be too weak.

Or is it that Zhen Yuanzi is the only one among Zixiao's three thousand guests who is so weak? Is this because he relies too much on external things like ginseng fruit?
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't understand it at all, and even had no confidence in his own strength. He always felt that his cultivation had turned into a dog, and he was not worthy of pride at all.

"Alas, today I know who I am. Perhaps this is also a reminder to me from the great road. What is lost is not without gain."

Zhen Yuanzi let out a long sigh, and then came back to his senses and looked at Hongyun.

Perhaps losing the ginseng fruit trees temporarily is not a bad thing.He decided to reduce his reliance on magic weapons. It would be best not to even use the Dishu Fetal Membrane, and to temper himself like Hongyun's disciples.Thinking of this, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes shone brightly, and he felt like he had a sudden enlightenment.Even the breath has become looser. It can be said that we were hundreds of millions of miles away from the holy realm before, but now we have found a way forward. The only thing left is time. We will reach the other side one day.

"Tsk, tsk, congratulations, my friend. It seems that you are very happy getting along with the dolls. I would like to thank you on behalf of the witch."

Ancestor Hongyun was amazed and felt that Zhen Yuanzi today was very strange and a little unclear.Not only did the other party's attitude change drastically, but he also gave all his possessions to Lin Xuan's children, which is really hard to understand.

In any case, the result is always good.

Hongyun was also pleased to see that Zhen Yuanzi had made a breakthrough. In this way, Jie Hu's confidence in the Western Sect increased.

"This group of disciples of yours is very good. Even the old man is ashamed of himself." Zhen Yuanzi became more and more humble, which made Hongyun stunned.

Today the sun is rising in the west. My friends have always been friends with Sanqing, and their eyes are as high as the sky. When have you ever praised someone like this and been so humble?

Hongyun was confused and confused. If it weren't for the original aura, he would have almost thought that his old friend had been snatched away.

"Thank you, my friend. Since you have such kind intentions, you can visit Wumen more often in your free time in the future. We will definitely welcome you."

Ancestor Hongyun took a deep breath and prepared to speak carefully before telling the latter the details of his sainthood.After all, he was very unaccustomed to the current Zhen Yuanzi.

The latter's next words made Hongyun even more dumbfounded and turned to stone on the spot.

"There's no need to be a guest. It's better to choose a different day than to hit it."

Zhen Yuanzi waved his robe sleeves, his face was full of determination, and he no longer had the arrogance he had when he came before. He glanced at Hongyun and said, "Brother, I will move Wanshou Mountain here and stand side by side with you. Wouldn't it be nice to live in seclusion in Buzhou Mountain. "

Zhen Yuanzi did as he was told, smiling cheerfully. Under Hongyun's shocked and numb eyes, he pointed far away, opened up an infinite space, and used the universe in his sleeves to look towards Wuzhuang.

"It's the Patriarch, this is..."

"Didn't the Patriarch go to visit his friends? How come he doesn't even want a home?"

"Oh my God, is this the territory of the Wu Clan? Why is it like this?"

The disciples below all had their scalps numb, muttering in disbelief and looking at the strange environment around them in surprise.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and they were all confused. It was just that their ancestor came to be a guest, but he actually moved away after a disagreement. Moreover, this attitude clearly showed that he had converted to witchcraft.

Thinking of this, the audience in Wuzhuang became more and more frightened as they thought about it, feeling extremely shocked and confused.

After all, Zhen Yuanzi is at the same level as the Twelve Ancestral Witches. What kind of medicine did he take wrongly, so he came to live under someone else's roof and join the witch clan?

"hiss--"

The immortals took in a breath of cold air, feeling the world spinning and being extremely shocked.

There were even many disciples below who looked at each other blankly, had the intention of retreating, and wanted to run away with their buckets.Under this catastrophe, it is definitely not a wise choice to join the Wumen at this time. I am afraid that the founder is not old and confused.

(End of this chapter)