Great Sage of the Heavens

"The Great Sage of All Heavens (

Hongjun was dumbfounded.

He didn't even know what was going on.

Wait a minute.

Let yourself communicate with the twelve ancestral witches.

Can you communicate successfully?

He has no doubt about this. He probably has no chance or possibility.

but.

When he came back to his senses, he had already seen Jiang Que and the four of them all looking at him. That meant it was obvious.

There is no need to doubt the others.

This was Jiang Que's idea, and he wanted to train Hongjun specially.

See if this kid can succeed.

"Ahem."

Hongjun was a little embarrassed, "Master, disciples try their best, do their best."

But the subtext is: If you don’t succeed, Master, don’t blame your old man.

Jiang Que had already talked about the origin and identity of the Wu clan, as well as their magical features, on the way here.

Hongjun also took note.

but……

He didn't actually know how many thoughts.

If you can't communicate well, what should you do?

He couldn't laugh or cry, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

This job is not easy to do.

Although the Twelve Ancestor Witches were descendants of that great god, it was not easy to communicate, otherwise they would have been fooled by others.

Don't wait until they come.

and so.

Hongjun was actually a little worried.

Can I succeed?

He had no idea.

The kind that doesn't exist at all.

Although the Twelve Ancestor Witches are not strong now, each of them looks like a giant with muscle pimple.

Maybe that great **** still left a physical exercise.

However, no matter what the possibility is, the twelve groups of ancestor witches cannot be treated like fools.

Can't cope.

With the expectation of Jiang Que and his party, Hongjun walked up to the Witch Clan's residence with seriousness.

"Ahem, hello everyone, fellow witches."

Hongjun greeted him with a smile on his old face.

"..."

But no one answered him.

As if he didn't exist, no one took him seriously.

Just a look, and then nothing was said.

It doesn't seem to be heard in general.

This……

Hongjun's old face couldn't hold it anymore.

Suddenly a little embarrassed.

He was very depressed, and touched his nose, "Ahem, fellow Taoists of the Witch Clan, I am a casual cultivator in the predicament, and once met your Father God in the chaos.

This time, I am waiting to come and pay special respects to the stalwart of your father and God.

...

In short, we have no malice against you..."

Hongjun said so.

Also said a lot of things.

The cold and arrogant eyes of the Twelve Ancestor Witch swept through like a cold, terrifying horror.

As if looking at a fool.

"Do you think we are stupid?"

An ancestor witch said: "We have seen many people like you."

Now they are not strong.

Naturally, I don't want to deal with people outside.

They think it is not the time yet.

At least for now.

If something goes wrong, it will be too late at that time.

It's not a good deal.

The Twelve Ancestral Witch will not do anything that does not pay off.

Moreover, they think Hongjun's words are flawed.

"Friends, why are you saying this?"

Hongjun widened his eyes and asked, "What I said is true. We really don't have any malice. We really just came to pay tribute to your father, the **** Pan. The ancient gods..."

This time.

Before he finished speaking, he heard an ancestor witch say in a cold voice: "Hehe, you villain, don't deceive us.

Everyone knows that when our Father God was in the chaos, he was also one of the three thousand chaos demon gods.

Since then.

He fell out with other Chaos Demon Gods because he wanted to open up the world, where did he come from?

If you were once one of the innate demon gods, I am afraid you are also one of the demon gods cut by my father, right? "

"Yes."

Hongjun nodded depressed.

He didn't think there was anything wrong, what the ancestor witch said was the truth.

What can I do?

Can only go along.

Next, the ancestor witch began to speak again, "Ahem, there is one more point.

Since you are all beheaded by my father, how can there be no resentment in your heart, how can there be no other ideas?

I am a descendant of God the Father. You are waiting here, afraid that you want to attack us in order to avenge the enemies of the year? "

Hongjun: "..."

Hear the words.

Although his old face couldn't hold back, he also felt that the ancestor witch had a good analysis.

But it always feels weird.

I couldn't help but explain, "It's not like that, fellow Taoist, listen to me."

Before he finished speaking, he listened to the ancestor witch directly waved his hand, "Needless to say, who doesn't know if you think about it?"

"..."

At this moment, Hongjun's desire to die was gone.

His face turned gloomy, and his complexion was not ugly, although he recognized the logical relationship analyzed by the ancestor witch.

but.

He Hongjun is really not here to take revenge.

Even if he was once incomparable, even if he was once beheaded by the great **** who pioneered the world.

Speaking of which, he and that one really have murderous enemies.

but……

He was relieved long ago.

Back then, when I was still the Chaos Demon God, I always felt that opening the world was damaging the existing one.

Now I don't think so.

In the prehistoric world, it is also very good.

There is nothing wrong with it.

but.

Judging from the judgment of the ancestors, they have grievances and hatreds with their father.

As the saying goes, ‘father’s debt is paid back’, maybe it’s just to trouble them.

"Then what do you want?"

Hongjun couldn't help but said, "We just want to pay a visit to the Pan-Ancient Temple, don't we need to be so precautionary?"

If the formation is not open, they will not go in.

This time.

Hongjun was in trouble.

The things that my master confessed did not seem to be successful.

This made him very embarrassed.

He felt helpless for a while, turned his head and looked at Jiang Que with an innocent look.

He said in his heart: "Master, it's not that I don't help or that I don't work hard. It's really that these ancestral witches in front of me are too stubborn.

It's simply a stubborn generation.

I have tried my best. "

but now.

Jiang Que looked calm, but he shook his head slightly in his heart, "Everyone, the poor people are also good at physical cultivation, I think you are also strong in physical cultivation, why don't you learn from each other?"

"Ok?"

"The appearance of your small arms and thin legs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ are actually good at physical training?"

"Is it a lie?"

"If it is true or not, you will know if you pull it out and practice."

"It just so happens that people like us like to practice the physical body. If we learn from each other, it will be good for all of us."

"Then let them come in for a fight. If they win, let them visit the Father's Palace and let them experience the power of the Father."

"..."

Although the words of these ancestral witches were very unpleasant, although it sounded a little weird.

but.

Jiang Que still felt a strange feeling.

in case……

However, just can get in.

If he was really stronger than someone else's body, he felt that he would not fail.

On the contrary, Yang Jian has some possibilities.

Although he is Da Luo Jinxian, his physical body is not so strong.

Facing the ancestral witches who specialize in the flesh, he is not an opponent at all, and it is difficult to predict the results.

"But the situation now seems pretty good."

Jiang Que secretly said: "At least, I have the hope of a breakthrough, whether it is in the realm of cultivation level or in the flesh, there are all possible."

This is great.

Being able to enter the Witch Clan’s residence, I still have great hopes in the future.

"..."

Not far away, Hongjun looked blank.

Also confused.

I didn't succeed in the horse race, but my master succeeded.

Is it true that you are not good at this?

In a time.

Hongjun couldn't help but doubt himself, "Sure enough, the respected master is the respected master, and his old man succeeded as soon as he got out."

It seems that there is still a lot and a long way to go.