Honghuang: Senior Brother of the Chan Sect, I am Guangchengzi

Chapter 59: Fighting the Lich on the Futon

The gods were also unhappy and a little surprised. They did not expect that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would come and listen to the avenue.

After all, these ancient witches were unruly in the past. They did not take the many great gods seriously at all. They even regarded the entire prehistoric world as their pasture, hunting wantonly and taking the witches with them in a very unbridled manner, which was really annoying.

If they were not afraid of being besieged by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, some of the gods would have wanted to teach them a lesson long ago.

But it is somewhat surprising that even such an unruly person would come to listen to the sermon.

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly: "Without the primordial spirit, it is useless to force yourself to listen to the great Dao. It is better to go to the depths of the earth and retreat for a while."

Hehehe——

As soon as Yuanshi Tianzun said this, sparse sneering sounds were heard all around, which were obviously mocking the shortcomings of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches arrived, they were thinking of squeezing through the crowd of gods and finding a position near the front, but they discovered that some people were looking at them with uncontrollable mockery in their eyes. They were suddenly confused and didn't know what was going on.

But after the ancestor witch Zhu Jiuyin checked the situation, the faces of the other ancestor witches changed drastically immediately. You know, this is the pain of their lives, and they didn't expect that someone would dare to mock them in front of the gods.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were not without souls when they were born. After all, the fact that Pangu’s heart blood took shape does not mean that he did not have a soul.

For example, the Yuanfeng is the form of a fire in Pangu's heart, the Shiqilin is the form of Pangu's spleen, and the Zulong and Zhulong are more direct, they are the form of one of Pangu's meridians, which are no less important than the essence and blood in his heart, but they all have primordial spirits.

Pangu's physical form is the perfect expression of the great wilderness. The most important parts are his soul and his body. Without any one of them, it is not perfect.

Therefore, even if the Three Pure Ones are the incarnation of Pangu's spirit, they still have a complete physical body, without any missing limbs or facial features.

But the reason why the Twelve Ancestral Witches were like this was because they sank deep into the earth at the beginning of their birth. Their newborn weak souls could not resist the infection of the endless source of turbid air, and in order to protect themselves, they had to integrate into the body.

As a result, although the bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches became extraordinary, they also lost a channel to perceive the heaven and earth.

For example, the ability of "the cicada knows the coming of autumn before the wind blows" and "seeing the big picture from the small details" is almost more than one level weaker than the great gods of the same level, and it is easier to be deceived by others.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches go in and out in pairs all day long. When they take action, the twelve brothers and sisters attack together. It seems powerful, but in fact there are many shackles, so they have no choice but to do so.

It’s not that they don’t want to separate, but if they move too far away from each other, they will be easily defeated by someone with ulterior motives, so they have to come together.

For example, when Hongjun was giving a sermon this time, some of the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not want to go and listen to the teachings, but some of them wanted to go, so the brothers and sisters had to come together.

Otherwise, if the ancestor witches they heard were besieged and the ancestor witches left in the wild world failed to provide timely support, it would easily cause damage.

Being ridiculed in public, they were naturally furious and ashamed. Zhurong and Gonggong, who had the most violent temper, immediately stood up and pointed at Yuanshi Tianzun and started cursing.

But Zhu Jiuyin stopped them and said in a deep voice: "This is the Taoist temple of the great god Hongjun. We are not ignorant of etiquette. Don't bother with them."

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered but did not refute. Instead, he turned his head away and spoke to them with obvious disdain.

Most of the other gods were like this, especially the many gods living on the earth. They wished they could take action here directly, obviously because they had suffered a lot of anger from the witch clan on a daily basis.

The great gods living in the starry sky or the four seas, such as the three goddesses of the moon, Dou Mu Yuanjun, Dong Wang Gong, Zhu Long, etc., although not showing it so obviously, they also did not want to have too much entanglement with the Twelve Ancestral Witches and kept their distance.

Only Emperor Jun sneered and said, "Why? The witch tribe is so arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but today they start to pretend to be moral and true immortals. Well, it seems that I must capture a few great witches to sacrifice, so as to avenge those tragically dead lives."

In the past, Di Jun gave people the impression of being humble, polite, and charitable. Whether it was true or not, at least on the surface he had achieved a lot, and many gods also had a good impression of him.

He has been unusually sarcastic in recent days.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were afraid of the Three Pure Ones, but that didn't mean they would tolerate Di Jun. When they heard that he was actually threatening the Great Witch Clan, they immediately became furious and filled with righteous indignation.

However, Di Jun sneered and retorted sarcastically. Although no one dared to attack due to consideration for Hongjun's majesty, many sparks flew during this verbal confrontation.

He was not a fool and had his own plans. He felt even more proud when he saw some great gods showing admiration for him because they saw that he dared to confront the Ancestral Witch head-on.

"Okay! Since I want to establish the demon clan, I must unite countless races. The witch clan is usually tyrannical and overbearing, causing the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people. It's just right to oppose them and set a benchmark.

Well, it's not good to just be kind and generous. Some species like to climb up the ladder. I have to watch one or two of them become extinct, and then the rest will become afraid and come to me."

What Di Jun did was entirely to win the hearts of the people. It should be noted that among the many great gods here, some are the patriarchs of the hundred innate tribes. Their words are final and no one dares to disobey them. However, no matter how great these gods are, they are no greater than the twelve witch ancestors. Especially the three tribes of Kaitian have been seriously injured and are now licking their wounds in secret. Without a backer, they naturally have to swallow their anger in the face of the arrogance of the witch clan.

The fact that he dared to stand up against the twelve witch ancestors today was to establish an image in everyone's mind that he was not afraid of the witch ancestors' power. If he dared to confront them head-on, and showed some strength, he would immediately attract some great gods to come.

After all, these great gods themselves may not need resources for practicing Taoism, but the younger generations in their clans do.

However, once they expand outward, they will certainly be suppressed by the witch clan. If they resist too much, it will easily lead to a joint attack by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they will have no choice but to surrender.

With evil ideas in mind, Di Jun naturally spoke louder and louder. He dared to fight against the Twelve Ancestral Witches on his own and even formed alliances with them. Apart from anything else, his talking skills were amazing.

For a moment, even if several ancestor witches spoke up, they were no match for Di Jun. He suddenly became furious and wanted to start a fight.

At this moment, Taiyi finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, and a divine light shot out, rushing straight towards Niu Dou. A small chaos-colored bell on his waist slowly flew up, and shook in the air. An inexplicable bell sounded, and an almighty force was born, which immediately blocked the surrounding space completely, suppressing Hongmeng and stabilizing the universe. Its divine power was evident.

When this move was used, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches were trapped on the ground. Even if other gods were not enveloped by the sound of the bell, they still felt a sense of pressure and were terrified.

terror!
This is what the gods felt after Taiyi took action.

But the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not pushovers, especially Dijiang, who is the Ancestral Witch of Space. If you want to use the power of space to deal with him, the Chaos Bell can do it, but Taiyi can't.

Without waiting for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to show their power, Haotian suddenly struck the Jingshen Bell in his hand again.

As the second divine bell in the prehistoric world, this bell may not be very powerful, but its sound is extremely loud. It immediately spread among the gods, making them look at the two boys involuntarily.

"Please do not take action outside Zixiao Palace. The master has ordered that the palace gates will be opened soon. Please be patient with your hatred for the time being."

Haotian Yaochi said loudly.

Emperor Jun said quickly, "Thank you for your help, boys. It is really these barbarians who do not follow the rules and disturb the peace of the great god. It is really a sin."

He completely denied all responsibility as soon as he opened his mouth, and even accused the Twelve Ancestral Witches of not following the rules. Di Jun was a master at confusing right and wrong.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were furious, but there was nothing they could do. They could only stand aside and wait with gloomy faces. However, they secretly swore in their hearts that they would teach Di Jun and Tai Yi a lesson in the future.

A moment later, Haotian Yaochi pushed the door open in unison as if they had received an order, and all the gods rushed in.

Among them, the Three Pure Ones occupied the best position and had the fastest speed. The three brothers worked together and were the first to break into the Zixiao Palace. They immediately saw a total of three thousand cushions lined up in order, but there were six bright yellow cushions placed in the front, which were very different from the other white cushions.

Although no one knew what secret these six bright yellow cushions held, the fact that they were placed so far in front of them and their different colors made it clear that there must be something behind them that they didn't know.

The Three Pure Ones did not hesitate and immediately grabbed three of the bright yellow cushions and sat down. The gods were not fools and naturally knew that the further to the front the better. The six bright yellow cushions were probably the best spots, so they all rushed to grab them, even at the cost of fighting.

Among them, the three parties including Nuwa and Fuxi, Dijun Taiyi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were the most powerful.

But overall, Di Jun Tai Yi and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were closest to the six bright yellow cushions. After all, the former possessed innate treasures, while the latter had the advantage in numbers. No matter how powerful Nuwa and Fuxi were, they could only be a few steps slower.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches secretly resented Di Jun's previous humiliation outside the Zixiao Palace. In addition, there were only three cushions left, and they had twelve brothers and sisters. No one wanted to separate each other. They also felt that the great way that Hongjun talked about might not be suitable for them. So they did not think about fighting for it, but instead stopped Di Jun Taiyi.

After all, seeing them fail is much more joyful than seeing myself sitting on the cushion.

As for Nuwa and Fuxi, although they also did not get along well with the Wu Clan, the brother and sister did not cause too much trouble to the Wu Clan on a daily basis. They were also considered great gods born on Mount Buzhou.

Therefore, compared to Di Jun and Tai Yi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches would rather see the two of them have a seat.

While the Twelve Ancestral Witches were intercepting Dijun and Taiyi, Fuxi immediately pushed Nuwa on the back and pushed her onto the fourth cushion. Just as he was about to sit down, a fishy wind suddenly blew from behind, passed him and pounced on the cushions.

But this fishy wind was not the fastest. A yellow light appeared in the back, helping a red cloud to squeeze out the battlefield between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun. The red cloud then surpassed the fishy wind and sat on the fifth cushion.

Mainly because of this, Fuxi did not catch the last chance, and Xingfeng also sat on the sixth cushion.

At this point, all the cushions have found their owners.

(End of this chapter)