Honghuang: The chat group is full of big shots

Chapter 88 Taiyin Laurel
Reward? Fang Xun was stumped for a moment. He couldn't really ask for the Wu Clan's Pangu Palace, right?
"I have a request that the Wu clan cannot refuse and must be fulfilled with the whole clan's efforts." In the end, Fang Xun decided to leave it for later. Maybe Ye Fan could use it?

"Okay." Hou Tu agreed without hesitation.

"Besides that... you can come to my witch clan at any time. No witch will refuse your help."

She stretched out her hand and grabbed forward. A stream of mysterious energy condensed in her hand, and gradually a palace shadow the size of a fist appeared.

"I don't know what the relationship is between you and the Three Pure Ones, but the treasure Dao Yun behind you is indeed quite intimidating, so I will give you one as well."

The Dao rhyme of Pangu Temple fell into Fang Xun's hands, making Fang Xun's eyes light up.

There is no need to talk about the special features of Pangu Temple. It is formed by Pangu's heart and even contains the Pangu Blood Pool that nurtured the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Pangu Palace is related to the survival of my Wu clan. I cannot give it to you, but I allow you to borrow the power of Pangu Palace." Hou Tu's tone suddenly became majestic, and she spoke with the law of heaven, turning these words into rules and engraving them in Pangu Palace.

This is something that only she, the Queen of the Witch Clan, can do.

"I originally wanted to give this palace to you, but it contains the blood and marrow of my father, which is the key for my witch clan to deal with the demon clan." Hou Tu suddenly sounded apologetic.

"No, I don't want it!" Fang Xun subconsciously looked at the axe mark of creation left by the great god Pangu.

"Hmm?" Hou Tu noticed that Fang Xun was in a strange mood.

“Whether it’s the blood of Pangu deep in the palace, or this innate immortal spiritual light, or even the axe mark of creation, they are the last gifts that Pangu God left for you. Your Majesty should cherish them well.”

Fang Xun suggested to Hou Tu.

"After the Heavenly Marriage, the number of Daluo Supremes in the demon race has at least doubled, and there will even be a steady stream of new Daluo Supremes joining. The balance of the lich race has been broken."

"...I owe you." Houtu sighed softly.

"If Your Majesty feels that you owe me something, why not call me at those two critical moments?" Fang Xun thought for a moment and made a request.

As for what the key node is, Fang Xun didn't even point it out for the sake of caution.

But Hou Tu understood. She looked at Fang Xun and nodded continuously, "So you need a top-grade innate spiritual root?"

“It’s just a source.”

At this moment Hou Tu suddenly understood many things.

"No wonder when I was traveling in the ancient times, I heard the news that the Three Pure Ones were searching for the best innate spiritual roots. It turns out that the root lies with you." Hou Tu sighed.

"Unfortunately, innate top-grade spiritual roots are too rare. My Wu clan does not have any, but I promise you that I will keep an eye out for you."

"Thank you, my queen!" Fang Xun felt that his almost impossible task of collecting spiritual roots was now very hopeful.

"Then I will leave first. I will inform you through Pangu Palace when I am ready." Hou Tu got the method to save her tribe and was eager to return home.

"Your Majesty, can you send me to the Moon?" Fang Xun thought about it and decided not to go back to the Queen Mother's Palace.

During the time when he was in charge of preparing for the wedding, Di Jun had already given him the essence of the Fusang tree, and now he only lacked the essence of the laurel tree.

"The Moon? The laurel tree?" Hou Tu did not refuse and raised her hand to pat Fang Xun on the shoulder.

Fang Xun only felt a flash before his eyes, and the scenery changed drastically.

Before my eyes is a clear and cold star, without any noise, but only loneliness.

It is one of the most special stars in the sky, formed from the eyes of the great god Pangu, and has a faint and frightening aura of Tao. In addition, this star also has a strong and mysterious quality, as if it is in all time and space, illuminating every corner of the prehistoric world.

"Laurel tree." Fang Xun looked towards his target. The laurel tree was half the size of the lunar planet. The light yellow jade-colored laurel branches and leaves looked like fairy islands, and above the treetops there was a lonely and cold palace.

There is no Guanghan Palace here, no fairy Chang'e and the rabbit, and no man chopping trees.

As for the lonely and cold palace, it is the dojo of the Taiyin goddess Chang Xi.

"I am Xuansu, a junior, and I would like to see the goddess Taiyin." Fang Xun appeared, came to the laurel tree, and said loudly.

Rustle! The laurel tree swayed gently, and its leaves, which were as exaggerated as islands and continents, collided slightly, and there was a sound of metal and stone, which turned out to be a fairy music.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Laurel." Fang Xun bowed to the laurel tree.

The laurel was silent, but a leaf fell down, shrank to the size of a palm, and landed in front of Fang Xun. Fang Xun smiled slightly and put it away.

The two trees are already quite familiar to him. When Fang Xun spied on the Moon before, he made a connection with the laurel tree.

"Come up." A voice, colder and lonelier than the Moon, sounded from the palace on the treetops.

Fang Xun's body was pulled and in an instant he arrived in front of the palace.

The palace looks very ordinary. Compared with those magnificent temples in heaven, it lacks some grandeur, but it also has a bit of the leisure and naturalness of the ascetics.

"Xuan Su pays homage to the Goddess Taiyin." Fang Xun bowed again in front of the door, and the door of the palace slowly opened. The Daluo Supreme, who was not well-known in the prehistoric world, finally appeared before him.

With a cold and delicate face, willow-shaped eyebrows and beautiful eyes, her appearance was the most perfect that Fang Xun had ever seen in his life, and it was no less divine than any other woman.
But compared with his own teacher, Hou Tu or Xihe, he actually had a more refined and weak feeling, and this weakness was enough to make the heart of the Supreme Daluo tremble.

Even Fang Xunzhi's great Dao heart could not resist this natural charm, so he could only lower his head and stop looking at the goddess's face.

"Xuan Su, the disciple of Taoist Nuwa, shows off from time to time. Hou Tu is also very optimistic about you, and her words are somewhat intimate. My sister also respects you and specifically asked me to be polite to you..."

"I'm very curious, and I even want to take you to see the Queen Mother of the West and other Yin-type innate gods."

The cold voice sounded again, but this time it was filled with a hint of probing interest.

"So this is what you look like."

"..." Fang Xun was speechless for a moment. So, you female saints have a chat group with your besties? The group owner could be my teacher?

After complaining for a while, Fang Xun had already stabilized his slightly trembling Daluo Dao heart, raised his head and looked at the Taiyin Goddess.

She looked at herself with some interest, but that emotion was extremely dull, as if she was born with a bit of the loneliness of the lunar planet.

"Thanks to my teacher for being so kind and accepting me as his disciple. Hou Tu Niangniang is also a goddess of compassion, and she is very close to all living things. As for the Queen Demon, it may be related to my identity as the witness." Fang Xun explained.

"I didn't ask you, why do you want to answer?" Chang Xi tilted his head and smiled again.

"..." Fang Xun blinked, realizing that this goddess might not be as he imagined. Her coldness and loneliness might be the influence of her identity as the Taiyin Goddess.

"Ahem." Fang Xun coughed lightly and decided not to bother about it, otherwise something bad might happen.

"Goddess Bing Taiyin, I come for the origin of the laurel tree." Fang Xun took out the Queen Wa Order.

(End of this chapter)