Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The human book was casually placed at Hou Tu's feet, shining brightly.

The twelve ancestral witches looked at each other.

"This is actually a spiritual treasure?!"

"It seems so, and the grade is not low."

Di Jiang and others spoke, surprised and confused.

However, what puzzled them most was whether Gu Changqing was giving a magical treasure to an ancestor witch?

This is too magical.

"Haha, it seems that the Drunken Sword Immortal really drank too much and didn't even know that my Wu clan doesn't use spiritual treasures."

"Fellow Daoist Jiujianxian, you are very generous. It's a pity that Master Zuwu has no chance to enjoy such an opportunity."

"This Drunken Sword Immortal's temperament is quite similar to this seat's."

Everyone in the Wu clan laughed.

However, compared to before, the laughter this time was not mocking or teasing, but exuded great goodwill.

Xing Tian, ​​one of the eight great wizards, felt that he and Gu Changqing had similar personalities.

Di Jiang shook his head and laughed, then walked to Gu Changqing's side.

"Haha, fellow Daoist is so generous in giving treasures. I appreciate your kindness."

"It's just that my Wu clan doesn't have a soul, and we can't control spiritual treasures."

"This magical treasure..."

However, before Dijiang could finish his words.

Suddenly, Hou Tu on the other side exclaimed.

"Brother Dijiang, wait a minute!"

These words attracted the attention of all the witch ancestors.

Looking closely, I saw Hou Tu already holding the book in her hands, examining it carefully.

"This this......"

Her beautiful face was filled with emotion.

Seeing this, Dijiang and the other eleven ancestor witches were even more surprised.

"Hou Tu little sister, what's wrong?"

"Is there something magical about this spiritual treasure?"

Dijiang asked.

After a long time, Hou Tu seemed to suppress the shock in her heart.

Looking around at the ancestor witches, Hou Tu said in an inexplicable tone:

"This spiritual treasure can actually cause my foundation to vibrate."

“It seems… my Tao is hidden in this.”

Hou Tu's tone was a little hesitant and she felt unbelievable.

After hearing this, Di Jiang and other ancestor witches were even more shocked.

"What? This thing contains my little sister's Tao?"

"Could it be that my little sister has had an epiphany?"

"Isn't this incredible?"

After all, Gu Changqing's previous action of throwing the human book seemed too casual.

This random magical treasure made Hou Tu suddenly realize and sense her own way?

This is too sensational.

Hou Tu ignored the surprise of Di Jiang and others.

She walked lightly and impatiently to Gu Changqing's side.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, what on earth is going on?"

"What is so mysterious about this thing that it can give me such a miraculous feeling?"

Hou Tu asked in an anxious tone.

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing.

I don’t know whether he heard clearly what Hou Tu said.

However, at this time, he was already about 70% drunk.

His eyes were blurry, empty and absent-minded.

After a moment, he just started to chant with an inexplicable meaning:

"I heard that the world of Saha is full of suffering, and death and rebirth are always the master of reincarnation..."

When these words were spoken, Di Jiang and others were all confused and puzzled.

But Hou Tu's heart was shaken.

The word "reincarnation" suddenly set off a huge wave in her heart.

A flash of inspiration!

It seemed that something extremely important was illuminated by Gu Changqing's words.

Hou Tu became more and more convinced that Gu Changqing's seemingly unintentional words were actually pointing out her own path.

At this moment, the way of heaven felt something and suddenly erupted with a huge roar, which made Hou Tu's heart palpitate.

You can’t go wrong!

This warning from heaven undoubtedly proves that what Hou Tu said is true.

I have already comprehended a certain principle of the great Dao that is not tolerated by the Way of Heaven.

"Ha ha......"

Hou Tu laughed loudly. As the ancestor of female witches, she seldom showed such joy.

"I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Changqing for his guidance!"

"This item is precious and rare. I cannot accept your kindness like this."

"I wonder if there is anything in my Wu clan that Fellow Daoist Changqing is interested in? Fellow Daoist, please tell me, and I am willing to exchange it for you."

Hou Tu said very solemnly.

The weight of these words was so great that Di Jiang and the others secretly took a deep breath.

This is almost equivalent to the accumulation of the witch clan, and Gu Changqing can choose as he pleases.

What kind of mystery is hidden in that man's book that is worthy of Hou Tu's efforts?

However, out of trust in Hou Tu, Di Jiang and others did not say anything.

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing.

Hearing Hou Tu's words, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Hey, anything is fine?"

Gu Changqing asked with some concern.

Seeing this, Di Jiang and others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. It seemed that Gu Changqing was going to ask for an exorbitant amount of money.

But Hou Tu's expression did not change at all.

"Yes, anything will do!"

She was extremely determined, because Hou Tu knew that the value of this book was immeasurable.

Who would have thought that the next moment, I would hear Gu Changqing say:

"Hehe, in that case, let me take away all the fine wines of the Wu Clan."

"I wonder if I can?!"

Upon hearing this, the witch ancestors, who had originally had serious expressions on their faces, were stunned and almost broke their backs.

That's it? !

After all this time, Gu Changqing just wanted good wine?

This time, without Hou Tu speaking, Di Jiang responded without hesitation:

"Haha, what's the harm?"

"Quickly fetch all the fine wines in the clan and put them into Fellow Daoist Changqing's wine gourd."

The latter sentence was what he said to ordinary witch creatures.

Although Dijiang did not understand what mysteries were contained in the human book.

But Gu Changqing broke the shackles of heaven with just one sword and allowed the witch clan to regain their freedom. The kindness he showed cannot be compensated by just a bottle of fine wine.

However, Hou Tu frowned slightly.

Just like that?!

not enough!

Far from enough!

The Wu clan has always adhered to the concept of repaying kindness and avenging hatred.

As a cultivator, how rare is it to be able to understand your own path?

Therefore, in Hou Tu's view, only by paying enough in return can the Wu clan live up to its reputation.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, fine wine is not worth mentioning. If you like it, my Wu Clan can often brew fine wine and give it to you in the future."

"Please suggest something else to exchange, otherwise I will not be able to accept this human book."

This sentence made Di Jiang and others stunned again.

But then, the looks they gave Gu Changqing were filled with an indescribable solemnity and solemnity.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are like brothers, and they know Hou Tu's temperament too well.

If it wasn't truly a great favor, Hou Tu would never be so serious, and would not even ask Gu Changqing to propose higher-level exchange items again and again.

It seems that the so-called human book is more precious than the ancient witches could imagine.

This time, it was Gu Changqing's turn to be surprised.

He had no intention of exchanging with Hou Tu.

However, beneath the cover of drunkenness, a barely perceptible glimpse of admiration flashed across Gu Changqing's eyes.

Obviously, Gu Changqing's favor for Hou Tu's repaying kindness also increased.

After thinking for a moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Since the Ancient Witch of the Later Earth is so insistent, then... I wonder if you can give me a few drops of Pangu's blood?"