i am a tree [prehistoric]

The majestic palace shook violently, and the ground under everyone's feet shook rumblingly. They staggered a bit, and quickly flew into the air to stabilize their figures, and then several pairs of eyes subconsciously looked at the venerable in blue.

With just one glance, everyone froze in place. The rest of the hall was shaking, as if the majestic hall would collapse into ruins in a second. However, under such circumstances, that person The Venerable in Tsing Yi stood in place safely and steadily, out of tune with the noisy and chaotic environment around him, every movement and stillness, for them who were forced to fly into the air, it seemed that they were competing with each other.

Is it because of her high cultivation?Not really.

Venerable Tsing Yi's cultivation is indeed high-strength, but anyone with eyes can see that she has not used magic power at this moment. What is really abnormal is the black floor tile under her feet.

The rest of the ground in the hall was shaking so much that it wanted to take off in place and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, only that small floor tile became a piece of pure land here, and the mural and the wall that the Venerable in Tsing Yi was touching with one hand also moved. Also did not move.

Di Jiang couldn't help asking.

"My lord, this is..."

"I do not know."

A venerable in Tsing Yi was also a little dazed. She raised her eyes to look at the people flying in the sky, interrupted Di Jiang's words, and then lowered her eyes to look at the ground under her feet, not knowing what she was thinking.

In fact, Xi Rong was just secretly asking Pan Gu what was going on, but Pan Gu didn't answer right away.

At the same time, Houtu glanced over the still shaking hall, and opened his mouth with a strange expression.

"Could it be related to Father God?"

After all, the more she looked at the current situation, the more she felt that the Venerable Tsing Yi seemed to be protected by the Pangu Palace.This gave her a deeper understanding of the friendship between the Tsing Yi Venerable and the Father God. This is the legendary care at the tip of my heart, right?

"Father?"

Zhu Rong had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Could it be that the Father God is still alive, and the Primordial Spirit is still hiding in the Pangu Palace, and he did all of this?"

Xuan Ming hesitated.

"Is...impossible? The Father God has already gone, and we have never seen the Father God Yuanshen in Pangu Temple for so long."

Everyone knows that Pangu died of exhaustion when he was proving the Tao, and after his death, he transformed into all things, so it is unlikely that the father god still has the primordial spirit.

But Zhu Rong retorted, what if Father God is not dead?What if Father God actually left behind a ray of primordial spirit, which has been hiding in the depths of Pangu Palace in a weak state?After all, this Pangu Temple was transformed by the heart of the Pangu Father God, and there are infinite mysteries in it. Let alone the reason for the shaking of the Pangu Temple, they have not figured out until now. What about the possibility in Pangu Hall?

Although unlikely, but in the end there is such a possibility.

After being told by Zhu Rong, all the ancestral witches became very excited, and regardless of the shaking of the Pangu Palace, they began to search actively in the Pangu Palace.

"Father? Is that you?"

"Father?!"

"Father!"

Xirong: The little tadpole is looking for his father?

The Pangu Hall stopped at some point, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were busy searching around in the Pangu Hall.But just like every inspection in the past, they could not find the reason for the shaking of the Pangu Temple, nor could they find any trace of the Father God Yuanshen.Everything seems to be just their unrealistic delusion.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't want to give up so quickly, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to the Tsing Yi Venerable standing in the hall again.Whether it was the shaking of the Pangu Temple or when they were making a fuss when they searched everywhere, the other party stood there quietly all the time.It seemed that none of these could get her attention.

Di Jiang walked over slowly and cupped his hands at the Tsing Yi Venerable.There was a trace of longing in his eyes.

"Those of us are born without a soul, so we can't figure out the secrets of the heavens. Please help me, my lord."

Xirong looked up at this burly man over two meters tall, she didn't mean to reach out, but just shook her head and said.

"There is no primordial spirit of Pangu here."

Zhu Rong couldn't help but interrupt.

"If you don't try, how can you..."

But Xirong just sighed.

"If there is his primordial spirit here, even if it is just a trace, it will never escape my eyes."

To be precise, it escaped Pan Gu's eyes. After all, Pan Gu's own soul was on her body.Is there anyone in this world who can perceive his primordial spirit better than Pan Gu?

But these words seem to have other meanings in the ears of everyone.

The ancestral witches, who were a little uncomfortable expecting to be denied, suddenly thought that maybe the Venerable himself was the last person who wanted to get this result.

But in fact, Xirong lied to them. To be precise, she concealed part of the truth. There was indeed no Pangu's primordial spirit left in the Pangu Temple, but there was half a drop of Pangu's blood essence remaining in its very depths.

Maybe it's because the half drop of blood is too little, so it didn't conceive life, or the Pangu Temple is really special, it can hide the half drop of blood from the 'sight' of most of the heavens.

Naturally, Xirong didn't see this incident, but Pangu sensed it. Just when the Pangu Temple started to shake, he suddenly sensed a trace of his blood essence in the very depths of the Pangu Temple.Then he went in with his spiritual sense and found that there really was one, and the reason why he didn't answer Xi Rong's question immediately was because he was a little surprised when he realized this.

If Pangu hadn't left the primordial spirit behind, this half drop of blood would have no effect, and perhaps it would not be discovered by people until a long, long time in the future, but if there is no such thing, Pangu's primordial spirit survived for some reason.So Xi Rong's first reaction was to keep this secret, while facing Pangu Dao.

【Then let's find a way to get this blood out? 】

Even if it is only half a drop of blood essence, it will be of great benefit to Pangu now.

Xirong was overjoyed and eager because of the news, but Pangu himself flatly refused.

[No, if we take out that half drop of blood, it may soon alarm the heavens. 】

Xirong was suspicious: [Didn't you say that the Pangu Palace can block the view of Tiandao? 】

Pan Gu said that it was only able to block most of the line of sight, not watertight, and it was precisely because he could not fully control it that Tiandao was more closely monitored.

He had no doubt that if he took out that half drop of blood essence from the deepest part of the Pangu Temple, if Tiandao smelled a trace of blood, there would probably be a thunderbolt about to strike the Pangu Temple at that time.

[At least I won't be able to come here to draw blood until I have recovered half of my strength. 】

After hearing this, Xirong could only give up with regret.

【the weather is nice today. 】

The animal skin curtain of the stone house was lifted.Xi Rong, who was wearing Tsing Yi, went out and looked outside. The weather was fine and the sun was shining golden.Sprinkled on the white snow.

Here is the clan of the Wu Clan. She originally planned to leave after watching the Pangu Temple, but was persuaded by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, probably because their enthusiasm was genuine, and Xi Rong didn't refuse like Di Jun. Instead, they agreed to stay here for two more days.

At this moment, most of the witches have gone out to hunt, so the clan seems a little cold at the moment, only some tall and strong witches patrolling, old people who deal with trivial things, and a group of children.Of course, some of these children were much taller and stronger than her.She looked so strong that she could kill three of them with one punch.

The clan of the Wu people is located in a dense virgin forest, and a circle of open space near the canyon has been cleared. These huge stone houses are built around the canyon.And in the canyon is their holy place, Pangu Hall.

Looking down from the sky, inside the jujube pit-shaped narrow canyon is a dark palace surrounded by densely packed stone houses and dense forests. On the whole, it looks like the Wu Clan's clan land is embedded in the forest. Eyes opened to the sky.

Of course, very few people have discovered this situation, because ordinary people dare not get close to the clan of the Wu clan, let alone fly over their heads. If they see it from a distance, they will consciously avoid it. The violent ancestor witches, the iron fists of those great witches alone are enough for them to drink a pot.

Yang Mei, who was meditating in the next room, got up and went out immediately when she heard the movement.

"My lord, how did you rest last night?"

Xi Rong showed a slight smile.

"not bad."

She hadn't dared to sleep again because she had slept for thousands of years. Last night was the first time she fell asleep recently.

Yang Mei glanced at the rough stone house and expressed doubts about it.

"The stone bed of the witch clan is very rough. No matter how many animal skins are laid on it, it is still hard. It can't even compare to an ordinary cloud couch. Does the venerable really sleep well?"

Xirong smiled lightly.

"What's the matter? When I was on the top of Buzhou Mountain, I didn't even have a bed, so I could sleep in the same way?"

How can it be the same?

Yang Mei thought to himself, Buzhou Mountain is full of aura, everything outside here is a good treasure, even the soil is chaotic soil, which is worthy of the status of the Venerable, and I don’t know which mountain it got it from How can a broken stone be worthy of the Venerable?

Xi Rong looked around, but saw no other familiar faces.

"By the way, what about Houtu and them?"

Yang Mei said: "They said they didn't let the venerable eat well yesterday, so today they all went outside to hunt monsters."

Xi Rong's mouth twitched when she heard this.Immediately, she remembered the bonfire party held for her by the Wu Clan last night. Xi Rong had never seen such a grand bonfire party in her entire life, so she was very interested in having a good time.

However, the Wu family and her recipes are obviously different. People like spirits and barbecue, and there are only spirits and barbecue at the bonfire party.Not to mention the spirits, there is a spicy smell that chokes the nose.

And the barbecue... let alone the various strange shapes piled up by the bonfire, how ugly the various monsters in the illustrations of the Shan Hai Jing are based on their "face value", just say that the Wu people need to eat blood to cultivate their bodies, and they like the fresher and tenderer the flesh and blood The better, plus poor cooking skills, most shamans, regardless of gender, just set the fire on the fire and eat it.Some even eat raw meat directly.

Seeing their posture, Xi Rong's eyes twitched, and thought to herself, no wonder many people in Honghuang said that the Wu people are barbaric, and they drink blood.These guys are almost chasing monsters under the sun to gnaw.

That is to say, the body of the Wu people is not only strong and free from parasites, but the chrysanthemums are also very strong and rigid. Otherwise, according to this eating habit, I am afraid that everyone will become young people with 'hemorrhoids'!

Of course, Xirong didn't say anything about their eating habits because there was no health threat and the Wu tribe's own need for blood food.They did this because they wanted to give her the best food at the moment. If it wasn't for this, the Wu Clan could serve it up in a pot, just like what she saw in that small Wu Clan before.

During the banquet, she even tasted a few mouthfuls of meat. To be honest, because the prehistoric world is full of aura, the monster meat tastes good even if it is half-roasted or even burnt.But it's only good, not as good as the scorpion she tasted with Sanqing before.So I didn't move after taking a few bites.But he didn't want to be remembered by the ancestral witches.

She sighed, thinking in her heart that she would be regarded as an elder anyway, she is a good-for-nothing, she can't help them with their cultivation, why don't they teach them how to cook?

Just when Xi Rong was thinking about how to repay the Twelve Ancestral Witches' enthusiasm for her, suddenly, there was a tremor in the distant forest.Xi Rong suddenly turned her head to look, and saw two hundred-foot-tall giants popping up from the forest in the distance.It seems that he is fighting someone, and it looks like the two girls Houtu and Xuanming.

Xirong immediately frowned, and beat Zuwu near the territory of the Wu clan?Who is so arrogant?

Without thinking too much, Xi Rong and Yang Mei immediately flew towards that side, and a group of tall and strong witches who were patrolling saw their ancestor witches fighting with others, and immediately threw off their arms and ran over.

Houtu and Xuanming didn't use their tall bodies with several hands and feet, they just got a little bigger. It seemed that they didn't use their full strength, but they were fighting against two normal-sized men, one With a wide robe and long sleeves, a whisk in his hand, and a flowing goatee, he is a middle-aged man who looks extraordinarily elegant.The other has black hair and red clothes, and looks very frail.

Both of them swished for magic, and they didn't fight the two giantesses at all. They looked like orthodox prehistoric monks.

What's interesting is that only the angry Xuan Ming and the refined Taoist were really attacking, and they fought back and forth.

On the contrary, Houtu and the man in red were mostly defensive, and they were constantly trying to persuade them to fight.

From a distance, Xirong saw Houtu's helpless face persuading the fight.

"Don't fight, sister, we are at fault for this matter."

Xuan Ming spoke confidently.

"Where did I go wrong? This is near my place of the Wu clan. That guy ran to take a bath there in broad daylight without clothes. What's the matter if I take a look?"

The elegant Taoist complexion was dark.

"Did you take a look? You have been staring at my friend Hongyun's body!"

"Okay, stop talking, Zhen Yuanzi."

Hong Yun, who was dressed in red, looked distressed, his handsome and frail face flushed, and his whole body was as red as a chili pepper.

Ok? ? ?

If you say this, then I won't be sleepy.

Xi Rong, who was still in a hurry to break up the fight, silently tied up her ears.

Xuan Ming in the distance continued to speak confidently.

"I saw him appearing near my clan site. As an ancestor witch, I naturally had to question him. What's wrong with that? Besides, he wasn't anything to look at. It was the first time I saw such a fair and tender man. Curious!"

Because she made her body bigger, her voice became louder for a long time.

And she obviously doesn't think there's anything wrong with her actions. In the witch tribe, most of the twelve ancestor witches and witches are bronze or wheat-colored, and both men and women have very strong bodies with strong muscles. Xuan Ming was naturally a little curious about the snow-white complexion.

Houtu helped explain on the sidelines. "My elder sister really didn't intend to offend this Fellow Daoist Hongyun. She was really just curious."

Zhen Yuanzi said relentlessly. "Hongyun was just poisoned, so she took a dip in the medicinal spring temporarily. She didn't mean to covet the witch clan, but she. Even if she didn't mean to offend herself, she didn't say anything offensive in her eyes, but her words It is also a fact to insult Hongyun."

Xuan Ming murmured dissatisfied: "Didn't I just say that he is as thin as a bamboo pole in vain, what kind of verbal insult is this..."

Hou Tu helplessly pulled her.

"elder sister."

Xuan Ming spoke speechlessly.

"Okay. Okay. Why don't I pay you back?"

There is no concept of innocence in Honghuang. After all, people with high cultivation can see the internal organs of others clearly after sweeping their spiritual consciousness. For them, no matter how beautiful the body is, it is just a stinky skin, and some people even think that the body is just the soul. container.

Naturally, Zhen Yuanzi didn't mean that Qi Xuanming had tarnished his friend's innocence, but felt that her actions and words were too offensive.

And the bold and unrestrained ancestor Wu Xuanming had a sense of arrogance in her heart, she neither wanted to admit her mistake nor apologize, and finally the hundred-foot-tall giantess Xuanming stretched out her hand and began to tug on her clothes carelessly.

It is impossible to apologize, the worst is to let you see it!

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi stopped attacking and stroked his beard.

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye? That's fine too."

However, he can do it, Hong Yun, a good old man who is shy and shy by nature, feels that he is determined not to do it.

"No, no, actually, I have nothing to do, so there's no need for that!"

"How can it be nothing if she offended like that just now? You, you are too soft. That's why so many people bully you. "

Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had to correct his friend's character.

Hong Yun turned her head in embarrassment, not daring to look ahead.

"No, no, I'm really fine! Zhen Yuanzi, you really don't have to be like this."

Xuan Ming climbed up the pole.He smiled triumphantly.

"Here, he didn't read it himself, and it's none of my business."

While talking, she and Houtu suddenly saw Xi Rong and Yang Mei flying over, and quickly called out to the Venerable.As for the witches who ran over from the forest below, Xuan Ming let them go back with a wave of his hand.

"Go back, it's okay."

So the witches who originally wanted to help out in the group fight went back with swords, guns and axes.

Xi Rong looked from the side without changing his face, Xuan Ming, who didn't feel that today's matter was a big deal, looked at the other side, if he was not being pulled by Zhen Yuanzi, he might have gone into the river with a blushing body. The red cloud hiding in the sky.Immediately amazed.A place where both men and women are equally tough.

Xi Rong paid more attention to Hong Yun.

"Your name is Hongyun?"

Is this the legendary Hong Yun who was too good-natured and even gave up his place in Zixiao Palace to meet and guide the two of them?

Really... Xi Rong looked at Hong Yun who looked weak and harmless, or rather bullying, and didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.Such a handsome and kind young man was definitely the favorite of the old lady and daughter-in-law in her previous life, but in this prehistoric world where everyone is tough, Hong Yun is a bit out of place like this.

On the surface, compared to her time traveler, this Hongyun seems more like an alien from the prehistoric.At least it was the first time Xirong had seen someone like him since he came to this prehistoric place.

Hong Yun didn't expect that the woman in Tsing Yi just asked such a question when she opened her mouth. He was taken aback for a moment, but still answered honestly, "Yes."

On the contrary, Zhen Yuanzi glanced at his friend with hatred, and then frowned at Xi Rong.

"What? Seeing that we can't beat us, here are two more helpers?"

Xuan Ming was not happy when he heard this.

"You man? How do you talk to the venerable? What is there to say that you can't beat you? If I really wanted to beat you, I would have hammered you into the ground one by one as carrots!"

Yang Mei slightly raised his eyebrows from behind, as if he had been snatched alive again.

However, Zhen Yuanzi extracted a key word from these words.

"Your Honor?"

He looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and the old man with white eyebrows behind her.Suddenly blessed to the soul.

"You are the legendary Venerable Xirong?"

Xirong was speechless, so how many people in the prehistoric world are spreading outrageous legends about her, and why everyone recognizes her in a second when they see her recently?

But facing Zhen Yuanzi's gaze, she still nodded.

"it's me."

Then she looked at Hong Yun and the others.

"I heard the movement, so I came to see, I wonder what happened here?"

Although she had just heard a few words, she still wanted to hear the details of what happened.Hong Yun's face turned red again, but Xuan Ming expressed carelessness on the side.

In fact, she originally wanted to catch some high-quality prey with Houtu today, and then give it to Xirong to eat, but she didn't want the prey to be found yet. There were outsiders nearby, so she took a closer look, and finally saw a white-striped figure in the green medicine spring in broad daylight, so white that it blinded people's eyes.The white and tender skin is even whiter than the snow in this winter.

Although it is true that most of the prehistoric monks are whiter than the people of the Witch Clan on weekdays, they are all wearing clothes. Xuan Ming said that it was the first time she met someone who was not wearing clothes in broad daylight, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.By the way, he stepped forward to question what the man wanted to do near the Wu clan.

In the end, she only said a few words, and another Zhen Yuanzi, who was looking for an antidote, appeared out of nowhere, and insisted that she offended his friend, so he picked up his fly whisk and wanted to beat her up.Xuan Ming wasn't the one who stood up and was beaten, she thought she was just looking at other people's parents for nothing, so she took a few more glances, would she still be beaten for this kind of thing?She was also very wronged by this, and immediately started a fight with Zhen Yuanzi.

Houtu heard the movement and looked for him, and then transformed into the appearance Xi Rong had just seen.

So here comes the question, how many words did Xuan Ming say in his speech?

Xirong silently looked at the red cloud on the side, is it really that white?