[Prehistoric] The dead flower demon

The monster clan governs the sky, and the witch clan governs the land. They are also the overlords of the two sides. Compared with the luxury of the monster clan's heaven, the witch clan's base camp is much lower-key. Except for the splendid construction of the Zuwu Temple, other places are quite simple .

Seeing that the people and witches in the tribe lived comfortably, Si Nian smiled with satisfaction, and was about to go in when he heard a voice behind him shouting, "Taoist Wuna, what are you looking at at the door?"

Si Nian looked back, and saw a young man with an immature face staring at him, with a nervous look on his face

"I'm here to look for your ancestral witch." Si Nian smiled friendly, seeing that the young man was still not at ease, and said after pondering, "Just go and say that the human saint, Si Nian, is visiting."

"Holy...Holy Master?" The young man tilted his head and looked at Xia Sinian, and saw that he was wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, which looked a little thin, with a bun on his head and hair ties hanging down on both sides, making him look like a fairy, not at all As ugly as the monsters I have seen, I asked carefully, "Are you really a human saint?"

"Have you ever seen other human saints?" Seeing that the young man was so careful, Si Nian smiled teasingly

Just as Si Nian smiled.Suddenly the young man rushed in front of him, knelt down directly, raised his face and looked at him with bright eyes, his voice was a little excited, "It's really a holy master, that's great! I beg the holy master to accept me as a disciple!"

Si Nian was stunned by the situation, seeing the young man's firm eyes, he said helplessly, "Get up first, how decent is it to kneel here."

"If the holy master doesn't agree, I won't get up!" The young man looked at Si Nian stubbornly, and said earnestly, "My name is Xing Tian, ​​and I am a witch born between the human race and the witch race. Now I finally see you."

"Xing Tian!" Si Nian was taken aback. This young man's complexion was immature, and he was only eighteen or nine years old in appearance. How could he be the majestic evil spirit in the legend?Was the rumor wrong or did I admit the wrong person?

"Holy Master?" Seeing that Si Nian just stared at him and didn't speak, Xing Tian was a little suspicious, and immediately kowtowed three times, "I beg the Holy Master to accept me as a disciple!"

Seeing that Xing Tian was so sincere, Si Nian had no choice but to nod, "Get up first, let this matter go for now, and take me to see Zu Wu first."

Xing Tian got up with a happy face, and brought Si Nian into the tribe. In his opinion, Si Nian did not refuse, but he agreed. Wu Ganqi's Xing Tian will take over the karma in the future, so what should I do?

The witch tribes don't see outsiders very often. Seeing that Xingtian came in with a group of people, they all rushed to come and have a look. Some human tribes saw that this person's face was the same as the portrait of the holy master who worshiped at home every day, so they immediately knelt down and shouted, " Meet the holy master!"

There were many human races in the tribe, and the voices were heard all of a sudden. Xing Tian looked proudly at these kneeling human races and witches, waved at them, and led Si Nian towards the ancestor witch hall.

As soon as the two arrived outside the hall, they saw a man with the head of a beast come out. Seeing the two of them stunned, they asked Xing Tian, ​​"What's the noise outside?"

"Zhu Rong Zuwu, this is a saint master of the human race, and I am here to find you today"

"Human Saint Master?" Zhu Rong looked Xia Si Nian up and down, curled his lips, "He looks good, but his body is too weak, probably not enough for me to hit him twice."

Seeing what Zhu Rong said, Si Nian shook his head with a smile, and bowed his hands to Zhu Rong, "Zhu Rong Zuwu, this time I was entrusted by Houtu Zuwu to explain something."

"Sister Houtu?" Speaking of Houtu, Zhu Rong immediately ignited raging flames, and asked sharply, "My poor girl is dead, what did she ask you to explain?"

Si Nian was already in debt for Houtu's body's death and reincarnation, so his tone was a little more mournful, "I was entrusted by Houtu to return a drop of ancestral witch's blood."

"Xing Tian, ​​stay outside the hall." After hearing this, Zhu Rong immediately followed Si Nian's footsteps into the Ancestral Witch Hall

In the hall, the rest of the ancestral witches were full of sorrow. The demon clan had become more and more powerful, and now Houtu's death was a heavy blow to them. Houtu was just a joke without the formation of the gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals. What to use to compete with the Yaozu?

The cold air around Xuanming's body became stronger and stronger, he glanced at everyone and said coldly, "Even if Houtu is missing, we still have 11 people, at worst we will fight against the Yaozu!"

"Xuanming, you are the most impulsive." Zhu Rong who came from outside the hall laughed, and said to everyone, "Our witch clan is saved."

"Zhu Rong, don't talk sarcasticly." Xuan Ming snorted coldly, turned his head and saw Si Nian beside Zhu Rong, his face turned cold, "The ancestral witch palace is important, why did you bring an outsider here?"

The rest of the ancestral witches also came to their senses, and looked at Si Nian with bad eyes. Zhu Rong hurriedly pulled Si Nian behind him, and said helplessly, "What are you impulsive about? Listen to me first. This is a human saint. blood."

After Zhu Rong finished speaking, he moved away, and Si Nian was able to see the whole picture of the ancestral witch hall. He saw the other ancestral witches sitting on two sides of the hall, and above it was a pool of blood. On the blood pool was a huge heart beating. with.

Di Jiang was born the earliest among the ancestral witches, so he has always been the leader of the ancestral witches. Hearing Zhu Rong's words, he stared at Si Nian anxiously, "Is what Zhu Rong said true? Do fellow Taoists really have the blood of a Houtu girl?"

Being stared at by twenty pairs of eyes, Si Nian felt uncomfortable all over. He immediately took out a drop of Houtu's blood essence. As soon as the blood essence appeared, a strong turbid air rushed to his face, and the rest of the ancestors laughed when they saw it." The sky will never stop my witch clan!"

"After the earth turned into reincarnation, I was at the side. She asked me to send this drop of blood to the Ancestral Witch Hall. You should know its use."

Speaking of Houtu, Di Jiang also sighed, collected the blood and said, "My Wu Clan was born with Pangu's blood and turbid qi. If there is this drop of blood, it can be recreated with the other eleven drops of blood. The great witch of Zuwu comes out."

"That's right!" Gou Mang also laughed, and cupped his hands towards Sinian, "Thank you for this trip, fellow daoist. I think that after coming here, sister Tutu must not bear to see my witch clan dying, so she asked fellow daoist to send this drop of blood." Ju Mang After Mang finished speaking, he bowed solemnly in the direction of Samsara, and the rest of the ancestral witches followed suit.

The troubles were solved, and there were smiles on everyone's faces. Zhu Rong patted Si Nian and said, "My fellow Taoist mana is also very strong. Why don't you go out and make a comparison, what do you think?"

"You also said I was impulsive. Fellow Daoist Si Nian is a benefactor of the Wu Clan. How could you bully him like this?" Xuan Ming glared at Zhu Rong and smiled at Si Nian. How to repay, if not give these materials to fellow daoists."

Before Si Nian opened his mouth, he saw Xuan Ming take out a bunch of magical treasures from the Zuwu Temple, including some innate spiritual treasures, and hurriedly waved his hands, "How can such a precious gift be received for such a small matter."

Gong Gong laughed, pointed to the materials and said, "My witch clan doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit. These things are also snatched from the usual behavior of the monster clan. It's useless to leave them here. I'll give it to you today. I'll wait for it." Mind."

It's useless to throw it here and give it away. Si Nian's face twitched when he said this. Looking at these magic weapon materials, he secretly slandered the witch clan for being a violent thing. Taking out these things is enough to drive some monks outside crazy.

Seeing that Si Nian had collected these things, Zhu Rong smiled and said, "Walk around, go out and make gestures, I'm almost suffocated these years."

Si Nian thought for a while, and nodded, firstly, he wanted to test how mighty this ancestral witch really is, and secondly, he still had Houtu essence blood on his body, so he could ask them to help him if he wanted to make a good relationship.

The two fought like this under the watchful eyes of all the witches. At first Si Nian was not easy to start, but when Zhu Rong was aggressive, he didn't dare to be careless. He took out the green vine whip and whipped it hard on Zhu Rong's shoulders and neck. All of a sudden, the shadows of whips whipped towards Zhu Rong. At first, Zhu Rong didn't take it seriously, but the number of times was too many, and even though his body was strong, he also secretly complained.

"Hey...stop, don't hit!" Zhu Rong, who was whipped again, hurriedly begged for mercy. Si Nian was protected by the Qinglian Baose Banner, and Zhu Rong couldn't get in while holding the whip. After this pause, only Zhu Rong was beaten, but Si Nian was unscathed.

"Puff!" Gonggong who was watching from a distance pointed at Zhu Rong and laughed, and the rest of the people also laughed. The Wu clan is heavy on force. Although Si Nian has the power of the magic weapon, he still defeated Zhu Rong.This time, he immediately won the favor of everyone in the Wu clan. Xing Tian looked at him with admiration, his eyes were blazing, and he thought, he must let him be his teacher.

Zhu Rong gritted his teeth and touched the place where he was drawn. Seeing that everyone was laughing at him, his face turned red and he said dissatisfiedly, "If you have the ability, you can't compare with magic weapons. Hmph, I won't lose to you."

Seeing that Zhu Rong still wanted to compete, Di Jiang hurriedly waved his hands with a smile, "Okay, Fellow Daoist Si Nian is my benefactor of the Wu Clan, and besides, he is a cultivator, so how can he not use magic weapons? Don't tell me you can't use magic weapons when you fight with the Monster Clan?" magic weapon?"

"How can those flat-haired bastards from the Yaozu be compared with fellow Daoist Sinian?" Zhu Rong hummed with disdain on his face

Si Nian also smiled, and bowed his hands to Zhu Rong, "If I don't use the magic weapon, I will definitely not be the opponent of the Zu Wu, and the victory in this match will be impossible."

Seeing that Si Nian took the initiative to step down the steps for himself, Zhu Rong waved his hand generously, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that your attack was too dark, and you just hit the same place, it really hurts."

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed again, leading Si Nian into the Zuwu Hall

After entering the hall, Si Nian thought for a while and said, "I don't want to hide it from the ancestral witch. In fact, as a thank you gift, the ancestral witch Houtu also gave me a drop of blood, but I don't know how to refine it. I wonder if you have a way?"

"That's it!" Zhu Rong said nonchalantly, "It's the same as you refining mana, just eat it."

The Wu Clan had already obtained a drop of blood essence, so they didn't care that Si Nian still had it in his hands. Zhu Jiuyin clicked his tongue and smiled, looking at Si Nian with an incomprehensible expression, "After refining the blood essence of the ancestor witch, the body will become extremely tyrannical." , the unusual magic weapon can hurt, but this process...is a bit painful."

What a little pain.Si Nian smiled indifferently, and didn't mind that it was Zu Wudian, so he swallowed a drop of blood essence and refined it.

Zu Wu was stunned when he saw Si Nian so fast, and Xuan Ming was taken aback, "He refined it just as he said, so... nothing will happen, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a little pain, I think he can bear it." Zhu Rong smiled and didn't care, just touched the wound and bared his teeth.

But after Si Nian swallowed the blood, there was a burst of qi and blood in his body, and the thick turbid air spread throughout his body, accompanied by a burst of pain like a knife.

Who said it was just some pain, Si Niantong broke out in cold sweat, his whole body trembled, and his mind kept controlling the mana to wrap the essence of blood and slowly melt it into his own blood. The blood energy contained in the essence of blood is so huge, Si Nian Years dare not melt away all of it, and can only peel it off a little bit.

Zuwu didn't mind that Si Nian took up the place, but observed Si Nian's situation with great interest. Although he knew the method, no ascetics had ever refined Zuwu's blood essence. They also wanted to see Si Nian finished refining. After that, how far the body can reach.

Time flies, Si Nian finally refined the drop of Houtu's blood in the pain and struggle, just opened his eyes and saw a pair of big eyes staring at him, and subconsciously punched him.

"Ouch!" Zhu Rong, who was hit by a punch, immediately covered his eyes and cried out in pain.

Hearing this voice, Si Nian realized who he was hitting, and hurriedly got up and pulled Zhu Rong to apologize, "I'm sorry, fellow daoist, I just woke up, and I thought someone was sneak attacking me."

"I really...why do I have to come and see if you're awake?" Zhu Rong covered his eyes and looked at Si Nian with dissatisfaction

"Hehehe..." Si Nian scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly sent a stream of Jiamu Qi to help Zhu Rong relieve the pain, but after a while, Zhu Rong recovered in the blink of an eye.

"You are strong enough." Seeing that Si Nian's eyes were shining brightly, and his aura was much stronger than before, Zhu Rong murmured enviously, "If you want to come here, I really can't beat you."

It's really hard for him to think about it, Si Nian shook his head and laughed, "It's just because of the merits of the witch clan." After scanning the empty Zuwu Temple, Si Nian asked again, "Why don't you see the rest of the Zuwu?"

It’s okay not to mention it, but when I mentioned it, Zhu Rong’s face also showed an angry look, “They went to help, and I don’t know why those two flat-haired beasts went crazy, and even launched the demon clan to slaughter the clan.”

"What?" Si Nian's heart skipped a beat, feeling that this matter was not so simple, he immediately rushed out of the hall