This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 51
Emperor Gui has become a witch.

As soon as the five words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

Chonghouhu was choked up with snot and burst into tears, he stared at old Uncle Wu dumbfounded.

He had never heard Wu Chong mention this secret.

The king of men turned into a witch.

He is a majestic king, with the luck of the human race, how could he become a witch clan!

No wonder this secret has to be abandoned left and right.

If this news gets out, it will definitely tear a hole in the luck of the human race.

Chonghouhu couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

did not expect.

This old thing has lied to him for decades.

No, no, it has been hidden from their ancestors for 500 years.

He complained:

"Old Uncle Wu, I have always regarded you as my grandfather."

"This shocking secret, you have been keeping it from me!"

"Hurry up, tell me quickly... Bah, tell the king quickly, that Si Gui is clearly a human king, how could it be possible for him to join the witch clan?"

Wu Chong looked at Chonghouhu with his old eyes, and said in a calm and terrifying voice:
"Master Hou, Si Gui became a witch, using the sorcery that was rumored to come from the Nether Blood Sea, the Styx Blood Exchange Method."

"The price is the whole blood of 130 seven members of the veteran family."

"He drained our blood, built a blood pool of the witch clan in the wine pool and meat forest, exchanged the blood of witches for human blood, and embarked on the road of proving the way with strength."

"Now my family is in Chongzhou, exactly 130 seven people."

"Master Hou, should the old minister tell you?"

Chonghou Hugulong swallowed his drink, looked at the old uncle Wu who had followed their family for three generations, opened his mouth, but did not speak.

The burden of this secret is too heavy, and it is the lives of the only 130 seven people in the Wu clan.

No wonder Wu Chong hid so deeply.

Chonghouhu: Pretend I didn't say it.

"Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood!"

Zishou's eyes were cold.

Unexpectedly, the turmoil in the last years of the Xia Dynasty was related to the Nether Blood Sea.

Di Gui was indeed ruthless enough to sacrifice the entire remnant of the witch clan in order to break the heavenly rule that human kings cannot practice.

"Your Majesty will know what happened later."

"After Emperor Gui practiced, he fought in all directions. He conquered the Shi family and won the demon girl Meixi. After Meixi entered the summer, the king lost his mind and killed Zhongliang. In the end, the people betrayed their relatives and the Taizu Emperor Tianyi broke the capital."

"On that day, Taizu besieged Yangcheng, and Emperor Gui escaped through the secret road, leaving behind an empty palace."

"Hou Ye's ancestor was a branch of the royal family. When the country was in crisis, he took the whole family, old and young, to guard the last gate for Daxia."

"The old minister's ancestor happened to survive the catastrophe, and climbed out of the blood pool. He was moved by this, and belonged to the line of Lord Hou."

Wu Chong's voice fell, and the sound of that era and the tragedy of the Wu clan echoed in the palace.

Zishou looked at the last descendant of the witch clan, took a sip of wine, and asked with a half-smile:
"You have been with Bei Bohou for hundreds of years, but you dare not reveal this secret."

"How dare you tell Gu?"

"Aren't you afraid that Gu also captured your whole family?"

Chonghouhu's expression turned ugly, feeling that he had been betrayed.

This feeling is like a girl who has guarded for more than ten years and finally dedicated her virginity to others.

Wu Chong shook his head:

"It's not that the old minister can't trust Lord Hou, but Lord Hou can't keep this secret."

"The old minister can trust the king."

"The old minister has sensed a powerful force of energy and blood from the king, and this power is far stronger than the power of the witch clan passed down by the old minister."

"Your Majesty possesses such divine power, how could he be attracted to descendants of the witch clan whose blood has not yet awakened."

Chonghouhu's face turned black, he felt that he had been hit by a critical attack, and he didn't even taste like drinking.

Wu Chong said it.

He looked at Di Xin with cloudy eyes, and his whole body was about to fall apart with excitement.

He had never seen such a look in his eyes, it was full of complex emotions of shock, anticipation, and nostalgia!

"The veteran knows that this is not the power of witchcraft!"

"The blood essence in the old minister's body tells me that this power can awaken the blood of the witch clan!"

"Your Majesty, this old minister is the last witch clan to awaken his blood. For the inheritance of the witch clan, this old minister is willing to swear by his blood that he will always be loyal to the King!"

"The old minister risked his life to ask the king for his title and law."

Zishou was surprised.

"I didn't expect that the martial arts in the Yangshen World, the Wu Clan would have a bloodline sense."

He stood up and looked at Wu Chong, saying:

"The method of enshrining gods by solitary edict requires a primordial spirit to practice."

"This method is not suitable for you."

"However, Gu does have a way to temper his strength, do you want to listen to it?"

Wu Chong was taken aback when he heard the words, and then burst into tears of gratitude.

"Old minister, thank you, King, for your kindness!"

Zishou nodded, stepped forward, and came to Wu Chong. His palms and fists were concentrated, and the mystery of the life and death wheel of the heavens and the martial saint stage was driven into Wu Chong's mind by him.

He opened his mouth and said:
"This Dharma is called Vigorously Works Miracles."

"Today I will tell you, I will swear by my blood that I will not betray you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of light in Wu Chong's muddy eyes, and his shriveled body swelled up like a gust of wind, and the blood soaring to the sky was about to blow up the hall!
After a moment.

Wu Chong restrained his blood.

A muscular old man with a height of several feet, strong muscles, white beard and hair, and an old voice, landed on one knee.

He was filled with the aura of a martial saint, knelt in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"Old minister Wu Chong, thank you King for bestowing the law!"

Zishou looked at Wu Chong, who looked like a different person, and was taken aback, showing a touch of joy.

This is an epiphany? !
The Wu Clan's talent in physical martial arts is so terrifying.

In one breath, he reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

This speed is unmatched by him.

This is a thug comparable to a fairy.

With a wave of his hand, Zi Shou generated a force out of thin air, lifted Wu Chong up, stared at him, grinned and said:

"Just now you said, how many people are there in your witch clan?"

Hearing this, Wu Chong shivered as if he was being watched by a jackal.

……

An hour later.

Zishou arranged everything and left Chongzhou City.

Wu Chong took him to the land of the Wu tribe, and passed the wheel of life and death to the Wu tribe.

Every witch clan swears with blood essence that they will not betray.

However, Dali did not produce a miracle.

Although the cultivation speed of these Wu clan members is terrifying, they can't achieve instant enlightenment like Wu Chong, and become a martial saint in one breath.

According to Wu Chong, only when his own blood is awakened can he comprehend instantly.

The rest of the Wu clansmen have not awakened their blood, so they can only practice slowly.

"It's enough for them to sit in Chongzhou."

Zishou sat on Feng Jiu, thinking about the trip to Chongzhou in his mind.

This time when he came to Beihai, his account was almost cancelled, but the secrets he gained far exceeded his expectations.

Hong Yi made a move and spied a corner of this world.

Let him know that this world is full of rules.

He currently knows four.

1. Extraterritorial forces cannot exist.

2. All living beings can only practice immortality.

The exercises extracted from the Primordial Prison can circumvent (break through) this heavenly rule.

At the same time, witchcraft is an exception.

If some of the exercises outside the domain have the same origin as the immortal way, they can be cultivated from scratch if they are not rejected.

3. Human kings are not allowed to practice.

4. Anyone involved in the Three Emperors and Five Emperors is unknown to the human race.

Zi Shou looked into the void, and he knew that there were six figures sitting on the void, and these rules were inseparable from them.

However, the ultimate behind-the-scenes people may not be them, but the Taoist ancestor who lies high in Zixiao Palace.

Immortal.

Immortal.

This way is Hongjun's way.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun preached in the Zixiao Palace, and the prehistoric creatures went to the Zixiao Palace to listen.

Could it be that this Taoist ancestor has been planning all this since then?
Zishou was silent in his heart.

The witch clan was able to circumvent the second heavenly rule, so they were all killed, leaving only a group of useless witches who could not awaken their blood.

In this way, with only one or two rules of heaven, the prehistoric world can only have the power of immortality.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

Zishou sneered.

Bai Lian was killed, even if there is karmic detention, the saint can deduce part of the cause and effect.

The Beihai rebellion was the source of the Conferred God Tribulation, and now he has cut off the source.

Next.

What he will face will be the wrath of a saint.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs."

"The sage is not benevolent, and treats the common people as straw dogs."

"You claim to be omnipotent and the world is fair. Why do you use laws to imprison the world and the human race?"

"You guys, what are you afraid of?"

Zishou's voice resounded in the night, and he stepped on Feng Jiu to Chaoge City in a short while.

(End of this chapter)