Hong Huang: The ancestral witches are sanctified before the sermon is finished

The episode ended, and there was nothing to say along the way.

The three witches returned to their ancestral land smoothly.

After that, without saying a word, he ignored the great witches who came to greet him.

Li Hao and Di Jiang walked quickly to the place where the ginseng fruit tree was planted.

Li Hao took the Qingping sword, cut the branches of the ginseng fruit tree in Wuzhuang Temple into small pieces, and then trimmed and cut them on his own ginseng fruit tree.

Open the mouth, modify the size of the branches of Wuzhuang Temple, and insert the cuttings into the ginseng fruit tree of your own.

After wrapping it with hemp strips and fixing it, he walked to another ginseng fruit tree.

Di Jiang watched Li Hao operate tensely, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing him.

After he finished one plant, he hurriedly took a closer look, although he didn't understand, but when he saw the thirteenth brother walking to the next plant, he understood in his heart that it was successfully completed.

This is the real peace of mind.

On the other hand, the big witch stared wide-eyed and looked at him in a daze.

They didn't know what Haozu Wu was doing, and they didn't dare to say, let alone ask.

In this way, time passed by every minute and every second. After nearly half of the ginseng fruit trees were grafted, Li Hao frowned.

Because the branch brought by Wuzhuang Temple has almost been used up.

Indeed, there are still many that were abandoned before, but he doesn't want to use them either.

After all, it was because I was not good enough that I gave up at the beginning.

Just when Li Hao was at a loss and Di Jiang was suspicious.

Zhu Rong's unique loud voice was heard.

"Thirteenth brother, don't panic! Brothers are here!"

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Li Hao, Di Jiang and all the great witches turned their heads to look.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked!

hello me!

If it weren't for the familiar voice, who would be able to tell who it was?

This means that all witches know the strength of Zhu Rong and other ancestor witches.

Otherwise, it might be thought that they were taken away by someone outside.

What a tree spirit...

Not exaggerating at all.

The visitor couldn't see clearly what kind of creature it was.

You said it was a tree, right?It has hands and feet.

If it is a person?It has no head or body, only a relatively thick trunk and lush branches and leaves can be seen.

Well... In short, what it is, I can't tell clearly.

A group of dryads with hands and feet came and threw their trunks on the ground.

Only then did the real body appear, it was the ancestral witches who were put on leave by Di Jiang for a while.

Zhu Rong patted the dust that didn't exist on his hands, and said with his head held high.

"Although I don't know what grafting is, I thought that since it can be done, how useful can a branch be?"

"Let's mobilize the brothers and collect more."

"This time, as expected, you are worrying, see if these are enough?"

"Is what the third brother did beautifully this time?"

Li Hao looked at the tall branches that the ancestral witches put on the ground.

Nodding helplessly, "Beautiful! Well done! Very good!"

Of course, he said so, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.

I don't know, when Zhen Yuanzi returned to Wuzhuang temple, he went to visit the ginseng fruit tree full of joy.

But he found that his original source, the accompanying spiritual root, and the ginseng fruit tree that was like a brother had changed.

Will you cry without tears, or lose your temper?

After all, judging by the number of these branches in front of you.

Even if the ginseng fruit tree hadn't been bald, it's probably about the same.

Anyway, all the lush branches are here.

If he wanted to regain his vitality, he would not have a few yuan meeting, and he might not be able to do it.

However, these have nothing to do with Li Hao.

After picking and choosing among these branches, he continued his grafting business.

at the same time.

33 days away, in Zixiao Palace.

Zhen Yuanzi's whole body trembled uncontrollably, Hong Yun who was sitting next to him had long since lost his heart to listen to the truth.

Looking at him with concern, there is no way!

My old friend Zhen Yuanzi is really frightening.

Originally, I heard the sermon very well, but everyone was mesmerized.

As a result, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly started to play tricks.

Others might not have noticed, but how could Hong Yun who was sitting next to him not have noticed?

Since Hong Yun was in the midst of a sermon, it was not easy for Hong Yun to ask.

Then he reached out and poked Zhen Yuanzi, and gave him a worried look.

Zhen Yuanzi's face was extremely pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, or his whole body was covered with cold sweat.

His body was trembling constantly, and he shook his head with a forced smile, indicating that he was fine.

Hong Yun nodded, but did not continue to listen to the sermon, but stared at Zhen Yuanzi without blinking, fearing that if she made a mistake, Zhen Yuanzi would have some serious problems.

Seeing that Hong Yun was worried about him, Zhen Yuanzi gave up listening to the sermon, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

He sincerely hoped that Hong Yun would not give up on this great opportunity.

You know, what Dao Patriarch said this time is the way of quasi-sages.

It also taught the method of beheading corpses, what an important content this is.

If you miss it, you will fall behind others and completely leave the first echelon of prehistoric powers.

But during the sermon, Zhen Yuanzi was also unable to speak, let alone persuade Hong Yun.

Therefore, it is natural to give up and just want to adjust the state as soon as possible and return to normal.

So that Hongyun can concentrate on listening.

But the problem is, Zhen Yuanzi doesn't know why he is like this.

It was pretty good at first, and I even felt that I had faintly touched the barrier of Daluo Jinxian's peak.

As long as you comprehend one or two more, you will be able to reach the level of perfection at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and then you will be able to achieve the quasi-sage realm by beheading the corpse with the treasure.

Hmm... that should be the case, but it hasn't been long before he is happy.

For no reason, he felt a chill all over his body. The chill rose from the base of his tail and went straight to the top of the sky.

A cold sweat broke out, and the body couldn't help shaking.

The point is, Zhen Yuanzi still doesn't know what went wrong.

To say such a strong malice, it should be a very deep cause and effect.

At least it's the kind of death worry, but who is Zhen Yuanzi?

The first generation of Gou Wang is an extremely honest person, and usually does not invite disasters or troubles.

If it wasn't for special circumstances, it must be the kind of low-key person who can't be recognized when thrown into the crowd.

In fact, Zhen Yuanzi really wanted to keep a low profile, but he was helpless, his characteristics were too obvious.

After all, if you were born with a boy's body, coupled with a face carved in powder and jade, it's impossible to be ignored no matter where you go, right?

Therefore, Zhen Yuanzi believed that there should not be any enmity.

In other words, in his memory, there is no enemy at all.

Zhen Yuanzi was puzzled and adjusted his state while thinking.

It didn't take long for him to find that the chill and uncomfortable feeling were gradually weakening.

Now, apart from being a little weak, I don't feel anything else.

Zhen Yuanzi looked sideways at Hong Yun, smiled, then shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Only then did Hong Yun feel relieved, the two looked at each other and smiled, and then listened attentively.

The anomaly between Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun, logically speaking, no one should have noticed.

After all, everyone was listening attentively to the sermon.

However, there are no absolutes.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, this scene was discovered by others after all.

This person is the Zhunti of the Western Region.

Coincidentally, this guy suddenly felt a little itchy in his buttocks after listening to him.

I thought about enduring it and passed it, but who knows, it's getting more and more itchy.

I have no choice but to withdraw from the state of enlightenment in order to buckle and scratch.

As soon as this was released, I saw Zhen Yuanzi's abnormal behavior.

Zhunti was taken aback immediately!

This... Why is this scene so familiar?

Seems like deja vu?

Zhunti tilted his shiny bald head, thinking about it.

Suddenly, a thought appeared in my mind.

What the hell!

Isn't this the symptom I had when I preached last time?

It's just that Zhen Yuanzi is slightly lighter than himself.

It seems necessary to talk to him after the sermon.

This will also help him find the culprit of the year.

With a fixed plan, the buttocks are no longer itchy, and you can focus on listening.

the other side.

The ancestral land of the Wu people in Buzhou Mountain.

Ever since the ginseng fruit tree was grafted, Li Hao and the ancestor witches would come here to observe it every day, and they didn't care about farming and practicing.

Li Hao didn't notice it, and Di Jiang didn't stop him either.

The former is fearful of failure, while the latter is too curious to care about maintaining order.

Day after day, year after year.

Time is like water, time is like a shuttle.