Chapter 8 Hongjun's Second Sermon
Zhu Rong sat in his seat, bowed his head in thought, this was the first time he was so calm in his life.

But soon this calm was broken.

Gonggong kept mocking Zhu Rong in his ears. In his opinion, Zhu Rong's previous behaviors were a disgrace to the Wu clan.

Not only did he not get angry when he was spit on by an outsider, but it also made him a military advisor of the Wu Clan.

Zhu Rong's face became more and more ugly, and the flame that had subsided was ignited again. He stared at Gonggong with red eyes and roared: "Don't accept it? If we don't accept it, let's go out and fight!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, other ancestral witches rushed up to stop them.

After persuasion for a long time, they finally calmed down the two of them.

……

After Hou Tu walked out of the temple, he came directly in front of Su Ye, and flew directly to the sky with Su Ye.

Standing in the air, Hou Tu said with a smile: "He didn't scare you, did he? Zhu Rong is very angry and has a bad temper, but it's rare that he didn't lose his temper."

Su Ye curled her lips and said, "I hope he gets angry. Who knows that he is so cowardly, and he won't grasp the opportunity given to him."

Houtu smiled and didn't care. In his opinion, what Su Ye said was childish, but just now, she really scared her.

But she was also very surprised, why didn't Zhu Rong lose his temper?

Houtu didn't think too much about it. Although the little doll in front of him was not very old, there was always a feeling of reassurance in him.

As an ancestor witch, he was transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu. Instead of cultivating the primordial spirit, he cultivated his own body with the turbid qi of the wilderness as nourishment.

Most of the time, they are in a turbid state, which is why Zhu Ronghui has always been in a rage mode.

Houtu is different. Her strength comes from the earth itself. As long as she steps on the ground, her strength will flow up continuously, but occasionally she will go berserk because of losing control of her emotions.

Not only her and Zhu Rong, but also the twelve ancestor witches.

At the very beginning, Houtu just wanted to save him.

But when she first came into contact with Su Ye, she discovered a problem. As long as she is by Su Ye's side, her brain will always be in a clear state, and many things that she can't figure out will be understood in an instant.

But after leaving Su Ye, he couldn't remember the things he clearly understood.

Houtu stood beside Su Ye, keeping his eyes on him. She was very curious, what is so special about this child that it can protect her from the turbid air of the earth?

Su Ye is very uncomfortable at the moment, it is too uncomfortable to be stared at by Houtu. This woman obviously wants to keep him in the Wu clan, but this is not what he wants.

After being made such a fuss by Zhu Rong, even if he killed a few people in the Wu Clan, some people would probably applaud him.

Su Ye shook his head lightly. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. He must go to other places to seek death, such as... Yaozu.

Su Ye turned around and was about to say something when Hou Tu suddenly said, "I know I can't keep you, but I have a small request, I hope you can agree to it."

Su Ye was slightly taken aback, he was just a small person in the prehistoric world, any great god could crush him to death if he came across him, you beg me?
Houtu ignored Su Ye's expression and continued: "I hope you don't join the Yaozu. There will definitely be a big battle between my Wuzu and Yaozu. I don't want to see you on the battlefield in the future."

Su Ye didn't speak. He knew about the Lich War, and the battle was so powerful that Honghuang was almost destroyed.

But that all happened after Sanqing Nuwa and the others were sanctified.

Now Hongjun's second sermon has not yet started, at least there is still a long time before the Lich War.

He remembered that before the Lich War, Houtu became reincarnated and established a place for those dead souls to reincarnate.

All of the Twelve Ancestral Witches lost one of them all at once, and all the gods and gods were unable to exert their full strength. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Emperor Jun, and Tai died together.

Su Ye pondered for a long time. In fact, this calamity was his best chance to seek death.

But back soil...

He couldn't bear to refuse like that.

After thinking for a moment, Su Ye said, "I won't join the Monster Clan, but I won't join the Witch Clan either."

Houtu didn't say a word. She had already thought of Su Ye's words. Everyone has his own way to go, and he also has his own way.

He believes that Su Ye is definitely not a person who likes to seek his own death. On the contrary, she can see that Su Ye is very smart, and there must be a reason for him to die like this.

Su Ye glanced at her, turned around and left. When leaving, he said softly: "If you can't figure out anything, you can come to me, maybe I can give you a ride."

Hou Tu was taken aback, looked at Su Ye's leaving back, and smiled.

Young, but the tone is so mature.

……

After leaving the Wu clan, Su Ye began to truly walk in the prehistoric world.

Since he came to this world, this is the first time he has really set foot on this land. In the past, he has always been floating. Wherever the wind blows, he will float there. It is not like walking and digging all the way now.

Honghuang is worthy of being a place full of treasures. If you dig all the way, you can fill up several spaces just by using the Shangqing Immortal Method.

Looking back at the potholed road he walked, Su Ye couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He didn't go far, and the treasure had already been dug up.

Su Ye knew very little about Honghuang. In his opinion, as long as it was colorful and hard, whether it was vegetation or ore, as long as it could fit into the space, they would all be stuffed in.

Su Ye was digging while walking, and after an unknown number of years, an old and ethereal voice suddenly came from the sky.

"The millennium period has passed, and Zixiao Palace and I will hold a lecture for the second time. Anyone who is destined can come and listen to it."

Hong Jun's voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the Great Desolation.

All living beings knelt down and worshiped, they were saints after all, even quasi-sages had to kneel to the ground.

But from Su Ye's point of view, it's just a bad old man shouting to the whole world with a loudspeaker, it's nothing special at all.

Not far from Su Ye, a black panther lay trembling on the ground, raised its head slightly and saw Su Ye walking back and forth with the power of a saint, digging the soil while walking.

Countless thoughts flashed through Black Panther's mind, could this be the legendary god in the wild?
To be able to feel at ease under the authority of such a huge saint, if it wasn't for a saint like Hongjun Daozu, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

After a while, the prestige of the saint disappeared, and when the panther looked up, he found that the man had already left.

Black Panther sighed softly, fate also fate.

……

Su Ye glanced at the sky, and he saw that many streamers were flying out of the sky at this time.

To be honest, he also wanted to go. In fact, he could have Tong Tian take him with him, but after hesitating for a long time, he still chose not to go.

Who is Hong Jun, a saint who is infinitely close to the Dao of Heaven, he joined the Dao directly after the third sermon, if he sees any flaws, let alone the master of the Dao, his life is gone.

(End of this chapter)

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