The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

Qing Si's eyes were blood red, with faint blood oozing out.

The buffalo was beside it, shivering.

Boss, definitely a boss!

Qing Si finally realized this.

Its own cultivation has reached the peak of the Da Luo Jinxian, and with the diamond ring, even an ordinary quasi-sage can fight, but when Yang Li is holding his head, it doesn't even have the strength to dodge. This proves that Yang Li's strength is far above it.

"The sage is above, the old cow has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, please forgive the sage."

Bloodshot eyes are a trivial matter that can be cured with a single thought.

But this is the injury caused by the sage, and Qingniu dare not recover now.

Call me a saint again?
Yang Li was a little embarrassed.

The most holy teachers like Confucius and Mencius are considered saints. I just wipe your tears for you, and it’s not a big deal. It’s embarrassing to call me a saint.

"Mr. Niu is serious. I'm just an ordinary mortal. I'm not a saint."

Lao Niu was polite, and Yang Li was also polite.

He was the one who picked things up first, and made Qing Niu cry when he saw the injury of his offspring.

"Oh, I'm really not suitable to be a bad person, my heart is too kind."

Thinking in this way, Yang Li smiled and looked at Qingsi.

Qing Si's thoughts turned quickly, knowing that it was the saint who refused to reveal his identity.

That's right, it has seen all the six sages of the Heavenly Dao, and has been to Zixiao Palace several times.

But Yang Li, a saint, has never heard of it, so he must be a hidden boss.

The saint refused to say more, and the old cow could only laugh, "It may be a misunderstanding, you are busy. I will go back here first, and I am still making pills at home. If you don't go back and have a look, it will explode."

Can you not go back?

Thinking about it now, there is probably a tooth mark on the diamond circle, so go back and find a way to fix it, so that Laojun won't find out.

Although this treasure is said to be worn all the time, it has not been refined yet, and it is still a saint's thing in essence. This has left a mark, and if it is not repaired well, Laojun can't explain it.

"Old Ancestor." The buffalo next to him was short-sighted and didn't know too many things. He touched Qing Si and asked in a daze, "Aren't you going to fix this guy?"

Qing Si was taken aback, quickly condensed her mana, and blocked the buffalo's mouth, "Hey, don't be surprised, don't be surprised, children speak without restraint."

Childish words?Yang Li looked at the buffalo, and felt that it had grown very strong, it was no longer a tender calf, "It must have grown up long ago."

"No." Qingsi shook her head, "It has my blood, so it is endowed with extraordinary talent, its intelligence is also developed early, and its strength is not weak, but it is still young."

"How small is it?"

"Only over 800 years old."

Yang Li's eyelids twitched, 800 years old is still young, so how old is this ancestor?
It turned out to be a real old demon.

But it's also very easy to talk, and I haven't done anything since I came out.

Even when he first appeared on the stage, he threw a gold ring directly, which made him think that the other party was rich and powerful, intending to convince others with money, but after receiving it, he realized that it was not gold at all.

This kind of old monster is probably quite strong, and Jin Xian may not be an opponent.

Yang Li put away his casual attitude and became a little more cautious, "Mr. Niu, before you leave, can you tell me about the blood summoning?"

Qing Si did not dare to relax, and said respectfully: "Sage, you came to me through the buffalo for this purpose? Of course, it is my honor to help you."

This old demon is quite polite.

Yang Li was delighted and started discussing with Qing Si.

It turns out that all creatures of the same clan can perceive the power of their own clan when they cultivate to a certain level, not only because of the blood, but also because of the fetters of the luck of the race.

The power of this ethnic group is generally called the ancestor.

The witch clan is strong, and the luck of the clan is very prosperous. There are many ancestors who can sense the call of the clan, that is, ancestor witches or witch gods. If you want to use this method to find Gonggong, it is not impossible, but it will take some time.

But of course Yang Li can accept such a price. What he needs most now is time.

It takes a long time, and it is better than a long journey.

safer.

Relying on the strength of the Golden Immortal suit, I can ambush the lonely witch, and then catch Magu Cave.

Anyway, the master always seemed to have nothing to do, and he always boasted that he was strong and could just help with risk management.

If there are any big bosses that Jinxian can't solve, I will leave it to the master.

"If being a master is not to blame the apprentice, then the master is meaningless."

After thinking about everything clearly, Yang Li said with emotion.

Qing Si couldn't understand what the saint meant, so she honestly didn't answer.

"Do you know where the nearest Wu Clan territory is?"

Yang Li asked the most concerned question.

Qing Si shook her head, she followed Laojun to practice Taoism all day long, so she didn't care about any witch clan.

No matter how arrogant the witch clan is, they dare not take the saint's idea.

But the buffalo said: "I know, there were monster soldiers passing by in the heaven before, when they went to crusade against the witch clan, because the Qingshuiyuan cattle clan is the descendant of the ancestor Qingsi, they borrowed soldiers, although everyone didn't go, but I still know the location of a Wu tribe."

"The group of demon soldiers who went to crusade last time were led by the demon gods of the heavens, but they were defeated and fled. I heard that the witches in that tribe are very strong. Do you dare to go?"

Buffalo didn't know why the ancestor respected Yang Li so much, he felt angry and deliberately sarcastically.

"Ah? Very strong?" Yang Li pondered for a while, "Then I won't go, let's get another one."

He is very self-aware.

Qing Si, the buffaloes were stunned.

Buffalo was stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Li to be so conscientious.

Qing Si was stunned, but she didn't expect the saint to care about whether a small witch clan is strong or not.

"Are there no other Wu tribes nearby?"

Unwilling to give up, Yang Li asked.

The buffalo thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's really gone, just this one."

Yang Li sighed, but there was nothing he could do, "In this case, you can help me lead the way."

The buffalo's eyes are staring straight, it is very dangerous, and you want me to lead the way?
"I'm not going, Patriarch, save me."

The buffalo hurriedly moved to Qingsi's side.

Qingsi also had a headache, she didn't know what the sage wanted to do, if something happened, she might not take the buffalo seriously, if the buffalo died there, it would be troublesome, and she had to ask Laojun to save her true spirit.

"This is really inconvenient, the buffalo is still young."

More than 800 years old?

Forget it, if you have to say it is a child, then use the method of dealing with children.

Knowing that there is no benefit, Yang Li found out some fruits, "This pear is delicious, if you go, uncle will let you eat uncle's fruit."

The buffalo hid behind Qingsi in fear and shook his head frantically, but Qingsi took a step forward with awe-inspiring righteousness.

"It's okay, the little buffalo refuses to go, I will go, and I can lead the way if I find out the direction."

"Mr. Niu, didn't you say that the alchemy is still being made at home, and it will explode if you don't go back?"

"If it explodes, it will explode. I just want to change the alchemy furnace."

Qing Si's eyes remained motionless, staring at the fruit in Yang Li's hand.