Disciple, please spare these five beautiful masters.

Di Longxuan couldn't help but be curious, but no matter how he explored, he couldn't find where the aura came from.

He could only keep walking forward.

After about a cup of tea, Di Longxuan entered the tribe. A young woman riding a horse jumped down and landed in front of him.

"Hello grandpa, are you here to participate in the Witch God Ceremony?"

the woman asked with a smile.

When Di Longxuan heard this, he shook his head, "I'm just an old man who wanders around the world. I don't know what the Witch God Dharma Assembly is. Is it possible that there is a Witch God here?"

The woman nodded, her face full of pride, "Of course, our Yesoda tribe has always been protected by the Witch God. The weather is smooth all year round and everyone is healthy! This is no longer a secret among the surrounding tribes, so every year there will be a magic spell from the Witch God. It will be held, and many people from the surrounding tribes will come to worship the shaman statue.”

"Oh, does the Dharma statue have any magical powers?"

Di Longxuan was even more curious.

The woman shook her head, "No, the statue is just carved by the people in the tribe based on the appearance of the shaman god in the dream."

"I see, then can I stay in this tribe for a while?"

Di Longxuan asked.

He was also a little curious about this so-called witch god.

The woman agreed immediately and enthusiastically took him to her home.

Halfway through, the woman introduced herself. Her name was Wa Xi. She was twenty-two years old and had an older brother. Her mother passed away early and her father was the only one left in the family.

It is also said that the Yesoda tribe has a population of 3,000, which is considered to be a large number among the surrounding tribes.

Di Longxuan did not tell his real name, but said his surname was Jia.

After arriving at Waxi's house, they saw a gray-haired man in his fifties walking out, followed by a strong young man behind him.

Wa Xi briefly introduced Di Longxuan. The two looked at Di Longxuan without any rejection and were very enthusiastic.

Di Longxuan couldn't help but have a better impression of the Yesoda tribe.

Next, he stayed at Waxi's house and slept in a small tent next to it.

Because it was summer, apart from mosquitoes, the tent was not cold, but extremely cool.

Wa Xi's brother is called Wan Shan and his father is called Song He.

Wan Shan is a young man who likes martial arts. Whenever he has time in the morning, noon and evening, he practices martial arts in the open space next to the tent.

The sound of fists was loud, and the figure was like a dragon and tiger, but it had a bit of heat.

Song Hyuk, on the other hand, likes to keep dogs. When he has nothing to do, he takes the dogs out to hunt hares.

Wa Xi likes knitting and makes all kinds of clothes in the tent when she has nothing to do.

After Dilongxuan stayed there for three days, he had locked his perception on the east side of the tribe.

He could be sure that the mysterious and powerful aura came from there.

As for whether it is a human being, a magic weapon, or a relic from the immortal world, Di Longxuan is not sure yet.

That day, after Wa Xi finished his work, he came out and saw Di Longxuan sitting on the grass and couldn't help but smile.

"Grandpa Jia, why don't I take you around the tribe?"

"Okay, thank you very much."

Di Longxuan smiled cautiously.

The two of them were about to walk in when they saw Wan Shan coming over, "Little sister, the Witch God Ceremony will be held soon. You'd better not lead Grandpa Jia away, lest it arouse some people's questioning."

Among the Yesoda tribe, there are warriors with swords patrolling. Once suspicious people are found, they have the power to detain, beat and interrogate them.

Wa Xi was a little worried when he heard this, "Brother is right. Otherwise, Grandpa Jia, it's better not to go. If something happens, neither my brother nor I can save you."

After hearing this, Di Longxuan could only smile bitterly and nod.

It's just that he didn't come here to see the scenery.

In the Xuantian Dynasty, the arrest order against him has been spread to the southern grassland, and in this vast grassland, Di Longxuan has already inquired about the Law Enforcement Hall, among which the most famous one is the Witch God.

If this witch-god can be found, or in other words confront each other, Xuantian Dragon Emperor's actions will inevitably be disrupted again.

That night.

Waxi's family of three has taken a break.

Di Longxuan slowly walked out of his tent and looked towards the east side of the tribe where the aura appeared.

The figure moved and disappeared.

When Di Longxuan appeared again, they had already arrived at an ordinary tent to the east of the tribe.

Under the moonlight, this tent was extremely shabby and crude, not even as good as the small tent he stayed in.

But that mysterious and powerful aura flowed out of the tent.

Like wind, scattered in the air.

It is not like the aura of a strong martial artist, but appears as a circular radiation from the center to all directions.

So it took Dilongxuan several days to finally lock in this location.

The moment Dilongxuan stopped, an old voice came out slowly from the tent.

"You are finally here, my destined one."

"..."

When Di Longxuan heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

But at this moment, his physical body is comparable to a secret-level magic weapon, and he possesses the power of two great ways. He is ranked among the strongest in the middle stage of Hedao, so Di Longxuan has no fear.

He narrowed his eyes and replied: "Who are you? Do you know I will come here? And do you know who I am?"

"Who was I before I was born, who was I when I was born, the name is just a code name, why bother so much."

In the tent, an old voice came again.

When Di Longxuan heard this, he couldn't help but smile, "Then you say I am destined, and what kind of fate is it?"

"The great road has a ladder to heaven, and all living beings are steps, and you are the last step for me to get to the great road."

The old man in the tent replied.

"Then what benefit do I get from being your step?"

Di Longxuan chuckled.

Along the way, he had killed hundreds, if not thousands, of geniuses. It would be too presumptuous to use him as a stepping stone.

"The Tao in my eyes may not be the real Tao, and the Tao in your eyes may not be the real Tao. However, if you and I can sit together and discuss Tao, wouldn't we have a better chance of getting closer to the real Tao?"

The old voice replied.

When Di Longxuan heard this, his eyes flickered, and he became interested for a moment.

He bent slightly, lifted the tent door cloth, and got in.

The space inside is limited and can only accommodate two people sitting.

The owner of the old voice before was a white-haired old man with deep wrinkles on his face, a thin body, and shabby clothes. He was sitting cross-legged in the tent at the moment.

Seeing Di Longxuan come in, he bowed and smiled, "Hello, I'm destined to be you."

"Hello."

Di Longxuan nodded slightly, and without being polite, he went in and sat down cross-legged face to face with the other party.

The two people looked at each other, their momentums were confronting each other, and the air around them was gradually boiling!

Ten breaths later, within thousands of meters of the grassland in all directions, strong winds roared and roared, and two thunderbolts, one golden and one purple, appeared in the sky, each winding and roaring in the sky, and the explosion spread hundreds of miles!

This strange scene immediately caused everyone in the Yesoda tribe to walk out of the tent and look up at the sky in fear!