Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, this is the ginseng fruit in my temple, please taste it."

Ginseng fruit, also known as Cao Huan Dan, blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, matures only after another three thousand years, and can be eaten only after ten thousand years. It seems that in these ten thousand years, only thirty fruits are produced.

The fruit looks like a child under the age of three, with all four limbs and five senses.

A total of nine fragrant ginseng fruits were placed in front of him. Zhen Yuanzi's body ached when he saw this scene. They were all his.

However, the person opposite was not polite at all. He picked it up with his hand as white as jade, bit it lightly with his teeth, and the clear sound echoed, and the juice splashed in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Hongyun also smiled. She also picked up a ginseng fruit and started chewing it, enjoying every bite.

But this time, the person Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun hosted a banquet was Houtu, the ancestral witch of the Wu clan, and one of the three thousand guests from Zixiao.

After eating a ginseng fruit, Houtu thanked Zhen Yuanzi with a gentle and calm smile, and then looked at today's protagonist Hongyun.

And Hongyun looked carefully at the Houtu who was called the most good man in the world.

With a tall figure, slender arms, a suit of light golden soft armor, and a female warrior dress, she is even more outstanding. If Hongyun hadn't seen this Houtu who always has a gentle smile, he could knock back Donghuang Taiyi with one punch.

Chaos Bell, an arrow seriously injured Kunpeng, I am afraid everyone underestimated this woman.

The ancestral witch Houtu, who controls the power of the earth and is also the law of earth, ranks high among the witch clan in terms of combat prowess, especially in terms of strength and defense. It is simply outrageous, but the weapon he is good at is the bow and arrow.

"Houtu Zusha."

Hongyun smiled and bowed to the ancestral shaman Houtu, "We are all three thousand Zixiao guests. Fellow Taoist Houtu should know the hardships of this road of killing three corpses, and I, Hongyun, am the origin."

When Hongyun said this, he also sighed helplessly. In this ancient land, he had never heard of a few innate spiritual treasures with cloud attributes.

After hearing Hongyun's words, Houtu smiled calmly, "Oh, I wonder how this matter has anything to do with our Wu clan?"

Under Hou Tu's gentle smile, there was an unruffled calmness. Hong Yun secretly sighed in his heart. Later generations are simply talking nonsense. This Hou Tu has no appearance of a good person at all. He is completely a scheming politician.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu."

I saw red clouds gathering under Qingyun, and a faint red mist rising behind me. After seeing this, Hou Tuwen smiled and shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, the Wu Clan you want is really not available."

Under the faint red mist, Houtu was a little surprised at first, but then he realized something and smiled. As for Zhen Yuanzi, he knew already and was not surprised.

All the great powers in the world know that the red cloud was the first red cloud to take shape when the great god Pangu created the world, but they do not know that this red cloud was the red cloud formed by the mist of blood when the great god Pangu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu."

At this moment, Hongyun took a deep breath helplessly, turned her hand over, and a golden three-legged round tripod slowly emerged.

"This is the innate treasure, the Qiankun Ding, which has the miraculous power of returning to the origin and transforming acquired nature into innate nature."

After hearing this, Hou Tu's eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at Hongyun curiously and said, "Fellow Taoist, this treasure is hidden deep enough."

"The Qiankun Ding is the Fenbao Cliff, and the Fenbao Cliff is the Qiankun Ding."

Hongyun shook his head and sighed. When he took out Fenbaoya, he was full of excitement. Zhen Yuanzi also had excited eyes.

However, after the soul was initially refined, Fenbaoya gradually revealed its true form, and the two of them were ecstatic at first, and finally turned into a touch of sadness.

"To transform acquired nature into innate nature, you need to pay corresponding merits."

Hongyun confessed directly. This scene made Hou Tu smile and Zhen Yuanzi also sighed.

This innate treasure is simply a worthless fighter. It doesn't even have the ability to suppress luck. If you want to attack someone, it's worse than an innate spiritual treasure. In terms of attack, it's better to hide in the Qiankun Cauldron.

The only effect is to transform acquired nature into innate nature, but it also requires corresponding merits. There is no free lunch in the world. Otherwise, whoever owns this Qiankun Cauldron will become an innate spiritual treasure wholesale market.

"Fellow Taoist Houtu, let me make it clear that innate spiritual treasures from the same origin are almost impossible to find. We can only find them from the original essence and blood, the essence and blood of your ancestral witches!"

Hongyun showed off his cards directly to Hou Tu with a wry smile on his face. He knew how the ancestral witches who could dominate the ancient land could be reckless. Everyone was a human spirit.

Killing three corpses is either an innate spiritual treasure from the same origin, or an innate thing. If the essence and blood of the ancestral witch transforms the acquired essence into the innate essence, it will be the innate essence and blood.

"Haha, since Fellow Taoist Hongyun has something to ask for, Hou Tu should just say it clearly."

As if he had caught Hongyun, Houtu smiled softly, looked straight at Hongyun and said: "You Hongyun help my Wu Clan, and our Wu Clan will use the whole clan's strength to help you become a saint. As for the innate essence and blood,

One family does not speak the same language."

Damn it!

Hong Yun's eyes widened. Although he had known that this girl was black, he didn't expect her to be so dark. He asked for three drops of blood from the ancestral witch, but in the end, he was plotted against him for the rest of his life.

Sure enough, women have the most poisonous hearts.

"Fellow Taoist, the worst case scenario is that I will rely on the Qiankun Cauldron to collect the essence of the clouds and transform acquired nature into innate nature to behead corpses."

Hongyun simply shrugged and told him to follow your Wu clan. It was a good idea.

Zhen Yuanzi watched from the side as the two of them talked nonsense, and sighed helplessly: "Two fellow Taoists, how about we discuss it sincerely? After all, we are friends in Zixiao Palace."

Hongyun squinted at the sinister Houtu in front of him. Although he didn't know how he transformed into the Six Paths, he knew that there was no simple person in the ancient world.

"There is a shuzi sect taught by the Taoist ancestors. They are people who ask the immortal Fuluan and ask for divination to know the principles of pursuing good luck and avoiding bad luck."

When he said this, Hongyun looked at Houtu with a solemn face and said: "I, Hongyun, use the essence and blood of the soul as the base, and I will do a calculation for your witch clan in exchange for three drops of the essence and blood of your ancestral witch!"

Among the three hundred and sixty side sects, the Shuzi sect, although Houtu does not have a soul, he still knows the supreme and vastness of this magical power.

"Three times a drop!"

Staring at the solemn Houtu with wide eyes, Hongyun couldn't help but complain, this beauty is simply a black heart. He is so sincere, but the other party is still so cruel.

........

After a long while, Hou Tu still had a gentle smile, but Hong Yun's face was dark. Zhen Yuanzi looked at him anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, someone from the Wu clan will be here in a few days, don't you know?"

Looking at the gentle Hou Tu, Hongyun said angrily: "I'll wait for you at Wuzhuang Temple."

"good."

After Hou Tuzu Wu disappeared in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi looked at his friend with some worry, wondering if this magic word sect's magical power was against nature, so it was too childish.

When Hongyun saw Houtu's figure disappear, his livid face suddenly burst into laughter.

"Haha, let's go back and eat ginseng quickly!!!"

Hongyun turned around and stared at the empty white jade plate with big eyes, and in the end only the word "Fruit!" came out.

At this time, Hongyun finally came to his senses. He couldn't help but look at Hou Tu's disappearing figure. The corners of his mouth twitched and he sighed helplessly: "No woman in this ancient world is simple."

There is no suitable innate spiritual treasure for Killing Three Corpses, but there is the most suitable innate thing.

The red cloud is formed by a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out by Pangu when he opened the sky. In essence, it is a cloud but also a component of Pangu's essence and blood.

The ancestral witch is transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. The essence and blood of Pangu may seem awesome, but in fact it is not as awesome as the legend says.

How strong were the ancestral witches transformed by a drop of Pangu's essence and blood at the beginning? At least they were not as strong as Daluo Jinxian, right? Now? All of them are at the quasi-sage level.

The essence and blood of Pangu is actually similar to the essence of Wutu and even the essence of the Five Elements. Before transforming, it can only be said that you have a good foundation and great potential. For example, the original Tianzun likes to pick and choose.

The principles are similar. For example, among the essences of the Five Elements, the essence of Wutu is born with the laws of earth. In other words, the essence and blood of Pangu are also the same.

Every drop of Pangu blood has its own properties.

"Hongyun, you should quickly comprehend the Hongmeng Purple Qi first."

Seeing Hongyun eating so much, Zhen Yuanzi was so angry that he had no choice but to chase her into seclusion.

Hongyun shrugged and said with a helpless smile: "You think I don't want to think about it, this guy is just like a piece of stinky chaos stone, there is no way to comprehend it."

The Hongmeng Purple Qi of Yuanshen is as if it has taken root. No matter how you refine it or comprehend it, there is nothing.

It's very strange. It's clearly in the soul, but it's not there yet. It's clearly in front of you, but it's not between heaven and earth.

What's more important is that he is fully aware of how much hatred this guy can attract. Hongyun took a deep breath. He knew that he had to hurry up. Once other people become saints and finally leave him behind, some people will not be able to sit still.

"Zhen Yuanzi, please hurry up and behead the corpse first, and then set up a large formation at Wuzhuang Temple. I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."

After seeing his friend finally enlightened, Zhen Yuanzi also glared angrily, "If you become a saint earlier, there is no need to be afraid."

After all the scolding, Zhen Yuanzi went back to the house to retreat.

Hongyun, with a smile on her lips, slowly took out an innate spiritual treasure from her arms.

Yun Jin Pa, an innate spiritual treasure, can cover the sky and the sun. More importantly, it contains the essence of innate clouds, which happens to be related to him.

Taking a deep breath, in the quiet Wuzhuang Temple, a golden three-legged tripod in Hongyun Yuanshen was constantly turning, and he was intensifying the refining.

In another room, Zhen Yuanzi was breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The book in front of him, the Wuji apricot yellow flag in the center, and the three innate spiritual treasures of the Earth Spirit Pearl were wandering around. However, he was also stepping up his efforts to refine the Earth Spirit Pearl.

Lingbao.

The Book of the Earth is his most valuable defensive treasure. He would not be able to part with this treasure unless it came to the end.

The two most precious treasures left were the Central Wuji Xinghuang Banner and the Earth Spirit Pearl. It was obvious that the Earth Spirit Pearl had fewer restrictions, so he spent the shortest time.

The prehistoric land has returned to a peaceful moment. The three thousand mortal guests of Zixiao Palace have almost occupied all the great powers of the prehistoric world. At this time, each of them returned to their own caves to refine the treasures they had just obtained.

What’s even more strange is that the Witch Clan! The Witch Clan, which is usually extremely rampant and domineering, has also become strangely peaceful.

I heard that someone had seen the twelve ancestral witches in the Ancestral Witch Hall, all of them looking pale and weak, as if they were about to die soon.

But when the other powerful men heard this, they all sneered. This Wu Clan was very cunning and they didn't know who they wanted to trick.


Chapter completed!