Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

Chapter 18 Hou Tu and Xuan Ming, who listened to lectures in Zixiao Palace in the past, became the beloved ones of the Emperor of Heaven!

The relationship between the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan has been plagued by minor frictions since a long time ago. Due to the long time that has passed, no one knows why the two clans had disputes in the first place.

But it was nothing more than the gradual expansion and growth of the power of the two ethnic groups, which led to conflicts.

Even though Di Jun was a time traveler and had control over the variables, he could not avoid this.

But the only difference is that Di Jun is not completely without acquaintances and friends among the Wu clan.

It is precisely because of these good friends that the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan have been able to restrain each other until today and prevent the conflict from escalating further.

Before that, Emperor Jun had invited the Twelve Ancestral Witches to meet at Mount Buzhou to discuss and resolve the grievances between the two tribes, and he also relied on these good friends from the Witch Clan.

"Didn't Emperor Jun send Bifang to tell us that he wanted to discuss with us how to resolve the feud between the two tribes?"

In the Pangu Temple, there is an ancestor witch with a tiger head and a human body. He is as burly as a giant holding up the sky. There is a brilliant aura lingering all over his body. When his eyes open and close, it seems that there is a scene of the creation of the world.

He is the most powerful one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He has mastered the laws of Thunder by nature and is very famous among the many people with great supernatural powers.

In addition, Qiangliang was quite warlike among the ancient witches. Therefore, a long time ago, when Qiangliang was traveling in the prehistoric world, he challenged various great magical powers everywhere.

Finally, he found Di Jun, who had just been born from Tanggu and was traveling in the prehistoric world.

As a result, a layer of skin was burned off by Emperor Jun's true sun fire. Even though the Ancestral Witch's body was extremely powerful and almost immortal, it was difficult to withstand the true sun fire.

From then on, Qiangliang and Di Jun became acquainted with each other through fighting. Qiangliang was also the first one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches to get to know Di Jun.

“That’s what he said, but now Di Jun has sent out invitations again, talking about discussing something that concerns the survival of the prehistoric world. It’s clear that he wants to unite all the great magical powers of the prehistoric world to fight against our witch clan!”

In another corner of Pangu Temple, Gonggong, who had a python's head and a snake's body and was covered with black scales, shook his head and spoke with an impulse that was difficult to suppress.

"The responsibility of fighting against the Wu Clan is too great. I don't think Di Jun has this intention. You might as well accept the invitation and go and take a look."

A different sound came from Gonggong, light and pleasant, like the ringing of a bell.

That was also an ancestor witch, with a human body and a snake tail, in harmony with the innate great way, cruising and moving in nothingness.

It was Hou Tu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and also the second Ancestral Witch that Di Jun knew.

In the past, when Zixiao Palace held its first lecture, two of the Twelve Ancestral Witches went to listen and met Di Jun in Zixiao Palace.

One of them is Hou Tu.

The other one is Xuanming, and both of them have a close friendship with Di Jun.

"Hou Tu, you are too reckless!"

"Going to heaven?"

"Aren't you afraid that Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi will set up the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array and the Hun Yuan He Luo Great Array to trap and kill you in the Heavenly Palace?"

Gonggong frowned. He didn't have a good impression of the Heavenly Court. This was due to several conflicts between the Witch Clan and the Heavenly Court. He never got the upper hand at the hands of Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun.

"After all, Di Jun is the Emperor of Heaven, ruling over the thirty-six heavens. I don't think he would be so mean!"

Xuanming was standing next to Houtu, and speaking up for Dijun when he saw the situation.

"You can't say that..."

The ancestor witch Shebi Shi on the other side shook his head and was actually on the same side as Gonggong.

For a moment, all the witch ancestors started arguing in Pangu Temple.

At this moment, Di Jiang, who was in the first place, said, "Silence!"

hum!
The space in Pangu Temple was rippling, and all sounds were banned!
All the ancient witches fell silent and kept silent.

As the leader of the twelve witch ancestors, Di Jiang was dignified and solemn, just like Di Jun's status in the Heavenly Court, or even higher. If you want to say it, the witch clan is like a family, and the Heavenly Court is a sect.

"Emperor Jun is the Emperor of Heaven. This time he sent out golden invitations. There is also the shadow of Zixiao Palace behind him. I think he asked Daozu for permission!"

Di Jiang's eyes flickered, and he saw through the inner story of the Heavenly Court sending out golden invitations at a glance. He said slowly: "It should be the instruction of Daozu, otherwise Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would not dare to be so ostentatious."

"In this case, why not accept this golden invitation and go see what Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi are doing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Tu, Xuan Ming and Qiang Liang all bowed in greeting.

"However, what Gonggong said is not without reason!"

Di Jiang changed the subject and said calmly: "If we, the ancestors of witches, go together, Buzhou Mountain will be empty. If something unexpected happens, it will be hard to predict!"

"Hou Tu, Xuan Ming and Qiang Liang will go as invited."

"This way, even if something unexpected happens, we can still take action!"

The ancestor witches naturally had no objection and said in unison: "We will follow your wishes, brother!"

……

The sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

The raging karmic fire was like a surging sea tide, seemingly ready to burn this filthy world to ashes.

And in this boundless fire, a figure sat cross-legged on a lotus throne, staring at the golden letter in his hand, lost in thought.

"Life and death in the prehistoric world... interesting!"

The eyes of the Styx Patriarch flickered, and he thought of the Emperor Jun who had been so popular in the Purple Sky Palace in the past, and murmured, "Since you have invited me, I will go and see what you are keeping secret!"

Swish!
The ancestor of the Styx stood up and turned into a ray of blood light, going straight into the end of the sky and heading towards heaven.

……

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.

Under the towering ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hong Yun sat together. A plate of ginseng fruit and bitter tea were placed on the stone table, along with two golden notes.

"Brother Di Jun invited me, so I will definitely go."

Taoist Hongyun unceremoniously picked up a ginseng fruit, tasted it, and said softly: "If it weren't for Brother Dijun who saved me from Kunpeng, I would have died long ago!"

In the past, when the Zixiao Palace held its first lecture, Taoist Hongyun gave up his position, causing Kunpeng to miss the chance to become a saint, and therefore he held a grudge against him.

So, after the first lecture, Kunpeng directly attacked and killed Taoist Hongyun. Di Jun happened to see it and inadvertently took action to prevent this tragedy from happening.

Therefore, Taoist Hongyun has always been grateful and remembered this kindness.

"I thought so too. Di Jun and Dong Huang Tai Yi were able to get them to speak out about matters concerning the survival of the prehistoric world... I am a little worried and curious!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

His feelings towards Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were neither good nor bad, but neutral.

It was for this reason that he believed even more that Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi might not have lied. They had invited all the powerful and mighty people to gather in the Heavenly Palace to discuss the matter of life and death of the ancient world!
"In that case, I will go with you, brother!" Taoist Hongyun suggested.

"You can do anything!"

Zhen Yuanzi nodded, knowing that Taoist Hongyun was worried that someone would kill him on the way...

(End of this chapter)