Honghuang Xuanyang Dao

Chapter 25: The Witch Tribe (Two chapters in one, please bookmark)
A sudden change occurred!

The words on the stone tablet suddenly emitted a blood-red glow, and the aura of the great witch soared into the sky.

The next moment, a roar came from the distance, "Hey, that Taoist, put down the things of my witch clan!"

"Where did this Wu Clan kid come from? How disrespectful of him!" The Nine-Headed Feathered Insect glared and followed the sound, shaking its nine giant heads and shouting, "I thought the Wu Clan was a powerful tribe in the ancient world, but I didn't expect them to be so ignorant of etiquette, even worse than Ao Lie."

Then a burly sorcerer, holding a giant axe in one hand and a giant shield in the other, rushed towards Li Xuanyang and the nine-headed feathered insect with a rage on his face. "You idiot, you've pissed me off! Take this axe from your grandfather Xing Tian!"

"Xing Tian!" The Nine-headed Feathered Insect was shocked when it heard Xing Tian's name. "It is rumored that Xing Tian is a great witch of the Wu clan, with extraordinary strength, second only to the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan."

The Nine-Headed Feathered Insect suddenly felt a little timid, but thinking of its master, it suddenly grew bolder. The nine heads shouted at Xing Tian in unison, "Shameless witch! Don't think that just because you're the Great Wizard Xing Tian, ​​your Nine-Feathered Master is afraid of you!"

At this time, the nine-headed feathered insect didn't care whether Xingtian was the great wizard of the wizard clan or not. Relying on its nine heads and its many mouths and power, it started to curse the great wizard Xingtian.

"Jiu Yu!" Li Xuanyang had no choice but to withdraw his spirit and told the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect to shut up. He smiled at the Great Wizard Xing Tian who had come before him and said, "I, Xuanyang, greet the Great Wizard Xing Tian!"

"Master Xuanyang!" Xing Tian walked over carelessly and looked at Li Xuanyang. He saw that he was wearing a green Taoist robe, Qingyun boots, a three-foot sword hanging on his waist, and was looking at him with a smile.

Xing Tian is one of the top witches in the witch clan, so he is naturally knowledgeable. Just now, Li Xuanyang showed the power of his soul and the law, and the pressure emanated from his body, which made Xing Tian horrified. When did a Taoist priest at the level of Daluo Jinxian come to the western part of the prehistoric world?

"Xing Tian of the Wu Clan greets the real person!" Xing Tian didn't bother to quarrel with the nine-headed feathered insect, and quickly saluted Li Xuanyang.

Although the Wu Clan is a great clan in the ancient times with enormous power, even the Wu Clan cannot easily offend the truly powerful people among the Qigong practitioners.

What's more, thousands of years ago, a group of Qigong practitioners with great supernatural powers gathered in Buzhou Mountain to fight with swords and discuss Taoism, which made the two tribes of witches and liches very wary.

Seeing Xing Tian respectfully saluting Li Xuanyang, the Nine-headed Feathered Insect couldn't help but look at Xing Tian with pride, which made Xing Tian grit his teeth in anger and secretly resent him.

"The great wizard Xingtian has come here for the corpses and bones of the wizards." It was not difficult for Li Xuanyang to guess the purpose of Xingtian's visit. It was nothing more than for the corpse of the great wizard and the bones of other wizards.

"Just as the real person said."

"We are here to collect the corpses and bones of our tribe members." Xing Tian's face darkened, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious of the Qigong practitioners.

The witch clan has no primordial spirit, and does not cultivate the three flowers. They only cultivate their physical bodies and the power of laws. They seem to have extraordinary magical powers, and even the twelve ancestor witches have great magical powers.

However, once the great witch of the witch clan dies, there is no hope for him to live anymore. Unlike the practitioners of the Qigong lineage, once they produce the Taiyi Dao Fruit, their bodies will be gone, but as long as there is a trace of true spirit left, it is possible to condense the soul again and be reborn.

Those with great supernatural powers who have reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian can even survive countless calamities without being destroyed.

"Speaking of this..." Li Xuanyang's heart moved. He pointed at the words on the stone tablet and asked, "Which ancestor witch is the Great Witch Xing Tian a subordinate of? Do you know which ancestor witch created the words on this stone tablet?"

"I belong to the Houtu Ancestral Witch. The words on this stone tablet are the witch script of my witch clan." Xing Tian showed a hint of pride and said, "This witch script was not created by the ancestral witch of my clan, but by a great witch in the clan, Wu Xian."

Wu Xian!

Li Xuanyang seemed to have heard of Wu Xian's name somewhere, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head, and he thought of the Ten Witches of Lingshan.

The Ten Shamans of Lingshan are divine shamans. Unlike ordinary great shamans of the witch clan, they do not cultivate their physical bodies, but mainly practice the power of the witch clan's laws.

Wu Xian is the leader of the Ten Witches of Lingshan.

"The witch writing created by the great witch Wu Xian has really opened my eyes. I never thought that the witch clan could have such a wise man."

"Is this Great Wuxian from the Houtu Ancestral Wu Tribe?"

"I'd like to go and visit them." Li Xuanyang asked Xing Tian.

Although Li Xuanyang was unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the witch and lich tribes and had never interacted with the Ancestral Witch or the Great Sage of the Demon Tribe, he developed a little interest in Wu Xian and planned to meet him.

"Wu Xian is the great wizard of my Hou Tu tribe. If you plan to visit me, I can lead the way for you." Xing Tian was quite surprised to hear Li Xuanyang's words. The wizard tribe rarely interacts with the powerful masters of the Qigong lineage, but the demon tribe interacts a lot with the powerful masters of the Qigong lineage.

The Wu clan was helpless in this regard and often came into conflict with them.

Now hearing that Li Xuanyang was planning to visit the Wu Clan, Xing Tian naturally agreed without hesitation.

Although he seemed rough when he was arguing with the nine-headed feathered insect just now, he was actually very delicate.

Ever since the great calamity of dragon, phoenix and unicorn ended, the two races of wizards and liches and a number of innate gods and demons have been born one after another. Now, after billions of years of accumulation, who knows how many great masters there are in the lineage of qigong practitioners.

Now, it is better to make friends with as many people as possible than to be lured over by the demons.

"Thank you so much, Great Wizard Xingtian." Li Xuanyang didn't care what Xingtian thought. He just wanted to meet Wu Xian, nothing more.

"This place is located in the western part of the prehistoric world, a little far from the Houtu tribe. Please wait for a moment." After saying that, Xing Tian took out a huge bag from his arms and threw it into the air. A burst of light appeared and collected the corpse of the great witch, the stone tablet and the skeletons of the witches below.

This item is not a magic treasure, but a wizard weapon. The wizard clan does not have a soul and does not cultivate the three flowers, so they cannot sacrifice and control the magic treasure. They can only use their own wizard power and the power of the law, and special materials, to sacrifice and refine it into a wizard weapon.

In a short while, the pocket in the air collected all the corpses and was taken back into Xing Tian's arms.

"I will go ahead and lead the way for you, sir." A layer of light of law appeared around Xing Tian's body, and he flew towards the distance.

Seeing this, a flash of light appeared under Li Xuanyang's feet, and he came to the back of the nine-headed feathered insect, riding on the nine-headed feathered insect and followed Xing Tian.

Just as Xing Tian said, the Houtu tribe was a long way away from the western part of the prehistoric world. Even at the speed of the two of them, it took them several months to reach the inland of the prehistoric world.

From a distance, you can see a huge mountain range with houses and caves everywhere. Countless wizards are coming and going. It is very lively, with at least millions of people.

The nine-headed feathered insect was very excited, as it finally witnessed the prosperity of the ancient tribe.

Xing Tian glanced at the nine-headed feathered insect and happily introduced it to Li Xuanyang, "Master, this is the Houtu tribe, one of the twelve ancestral witch tribes of our witch clan. It has tens of millions of people, including many great witches."

"It's worthy of being a great tribe in the ancient times." Li Xuanyang couldn't help but praise. The Houtu tribe alone has tens of millions of people, which shows how prosperous the Wu tribe is.

Nowadays, perhaps only the demon race can compare with it.

"Thanks for the praise, Immortal." As he spoke, a yellow light flashed in front, revealing a woman in palace dress. She was wearing a white palace dress, with a slim and slender figure, dignified and beautiful, and an easy-going temperament. She had a feeling of embracing everything, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, like a black waterfall, soft and smooth.

"Ancestor Witch!" Xing Tian stepped forward and saluted respectfully towards the woman in palace dress with a very respectful attitude.

This woman in palace dress is Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan.

"I, Xuanyang, greet the ancestor witch Houtu!" Li Xuanyang smiled and bowed to Houtu.

"So it's Master Xuanyang. I've met Master Xuanyang in Houtu!" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Houtu, the ancestor of witches. It was obvious that she had heard of Li Xuanyang's name.

After Xing Tian introduced them to each other, he talked about Wu Xian and Wu Wen.

"Wu Xian is the great witch in my tribe. This witch script is a kind of writing that Wu Xian created by referring to the innate divine script, phoenix script and dragon script." Hou Tu was very clear about the witch script created by Wu Xian and described it in great detail.

"Dragon script! Phoenix script!" Li Xuanyang thought of the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn. They were once the overlords of the prehistoric world. There were countless people with great supernatural powers in their tribes. It was not difficult for them to create their own characters with the innate divine script as a reference.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanyang's eyes fell on the Nine-headed Feathered Insect. Seeing this, the Nine-headed Feathered Insect's face turned bitter and cried out, "Master, although I have the bloodline of the Nine Phoenix Divine Bird, I have never seen any phoenix pattern. Why don't we go to West Kunlun Mountain and ask Cang Luan? She may know something."

Forget about Fengwen, it has never even seen what the Feng clan looks like.

"You're the only one who talks too much." Li Xuanyang glared at the nine-headed feathered insect with dissatisfaction, scaring it so much that it shrank its neck.

"The Immortal's mount is actually a descendant of the Nine Phoenix Divine Bird. No wonder it has nine heads." Hou Tu's eyes lit up as she examined it from head to toe. The more she looked, the more she felt the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect was extraordinary. However, the Great Wizard Xing Tian couldn't help but mutter, "Neither bird nor beast."

This made the Nine-headed Feathered Insect extremely furious. "You little Xingtian boy, I, your ancestor, didn't bother with you for the sake of your father's face, but you are so persistent, it's really hateful."

"Ancestor, I am a feathered insect!" The nine-headed feathered insect turned its head and glared at Xing Tian, ​​shouting in a low voice, "Remember, it is a feathered insect!"

"Feathered insect!" Xing Tian was stunned for a moment, not knowing what a feathered insect was.

The nine-headed feathered insect laughed at Xing Tian's appearance, and its nine heads danced wildly. "You, you, you great wizard, you don't even know what a feathered insect is."

Xing Tian curled his lips. The Wu clan was not a feathered insect, so who cared what a feathered insect was.

As they were talking, they walked outside a hall.

"Please come in, Master!" Houtu pointed to the hall and invited Li Xuanyang in.

"Ancestor Witch, please go first!" Li Xuanyang shook his head and refused, letting Houtu go first. He followed behind into the hall, leaving the nine-headed feathered insect outside the hall.

This hall is quite large, without too much decoration, plain and simple, with only some stone tables and stone benches, and no cloud beds for resting. It is obviously used to entertain guests.

Hou Tu walked into the hall, found a stone bench to sit down, and ordered Xing Tian to find Wu Xian and invite Li Xuanyang to sit down.

"The feathered insect that the Immortal's mount just mentioned, is it a flying bird like the Phoenix?" Houtu asked curiously.

"The Ancestral Witch is very knowledgeable." Li Xuanyang sat down and said, "There are five insects in the Zhoutian: the worm, the scale, the hair, the feather, and the kun."

"Lin refers to creatures with scales and armor, headed by the dragon clan. Mao refers to furry and horned beasts, headed by the Qilin. Yu refers to flying birds, headed by the phoenix. Kun refers to insects and crustaceans, headed by the divine tortoise."

"My mount, the Nine-Headed Feathered Insect, is a descendant of the Nine-Phoenix Divine Bird's bloodline, and is considered a feathered insect."

When Hou Tu heard this, she was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect there is such a saying!"

"Then aren't we, the Wu clan, the same as insects?"

"The Wu clan is the leader of the insects." Li Xuanyang deduced in his mind that now that the human race has not yet been born, the Wu clan should be the leader of the insects.

When Hou Tu heard that the Wu Clan was the leader of the insect race, on par with the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans of the past, her eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly, "Master, what do you think of the demon clan?"

Li Xuanyang smiled dumbly and said, "The demon race is one of the myriad races in the ancient world, so it is naturally among the five insects of the Zhoutian."

The demon race is the five insects of the Zhoutian period, but they are not a single species. Rather, they are all the ancient creatures that include the five insects of the Zhoutian period.

The two of them talked about the five insects in the universe and all things in the universe, and they had a very pleasant conversation.

"I have a question I would like to ask you, sir. Please forgive me." Hou Tu suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"If the Ancestral Witch has any questions, just ask." Li Xuanyang said with a smile.

"The immortal's temple is located in Xuanyang Mountain in the East China Sea!" Houtu asked.

"Oh, the ancestor witch has heard of my Taoist temple?" Houtu asked this. Li Xuanyang was somewhat surprised. He had been practicing in seclusion and only made friends with a few fellow Taoists. All the people he knew were people with great supernatural powers. Few outsiders knew about Xuanyang Mountain in the East China Sea.

"Thousands of years ago, the Fengqishan lineage of the demon race passed down a basic cultivation method, which became the foundation of the Xuanmen Dao, allowing the demon race and all the creatures of the prehistoric world to practice."

"It is said that this method was passed down by the two great saints of the demon clan, Fuxi and Nuwa, to the Xuanyang Zhenren in Xuanyang Mountain in the East China Sea, that's why I asked this question." Houtu sighed lightly. The number of the demon clan was originally greater than that of the witch clan, and now they have this method of practice passed down by Nuwa. Over the past thousands of years, their power has grown stronger and stronger.

"This method really comes from me." Li Xuanyang showed this method by chance that day. He didn't expect that after only a few thousand years, it had spread to all the tribes in the prehistoric world. Even the Fengqishan lineage of the demon tribe practiced this method. It is unknown how many prehistoric creatures it has benefited. It can be said that his merits are immeasurable.

At this point, Li Xuanyang's heart moved, and he suddenly understood what Hou Tu meant. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "The Wu Clan, just the Hou Tu tribe of the ancestor of the Wu clan, has tens of millions of people. Why should they care about a mere basic cultivation method!"

Hou Tu shook her head and said, "My Wu clan has many methods of cultivation, but there is no basic method like yours that can be practiced by all clan members."

To put it bluntly, the witch clan is different from the qigong practitioners and cannot practice this basic method. Moreover, the bloodlines of the witches in each tribe of the witch clan are rarely the same as those of the witches in other tribes. As a result, the witch clan has many inheritance methods but no method similar to the basic method that can allow every witch to practice.

The shamans in the Houtu tribe mostly practiced the laws of earth and force, while the shamans in the Zhurong tribe mainly practiced the laws of fire.

The wizards in the other large wizard tribes have even more rules of practice, which leads to some wizards having extraordinary talents, but there is no practice method suitable for them in their tribe. They can only spend time exchanging with other tribes, and it is also difficult to teach them the method of practice.

Ordinary wizards cannot learn wizard language and cannot understand the ultimate truths of heaven and earth contained therein.

They are far inferior to the demon race and the myriad creatures of the ancient world, and they only need to rely on one basic method.

Although Li Xuanyang has reached the level of Golden Immortal and has even refined a magical instrument to achieve enlightenment, he has no understanding of the witch clan's practice methods.

Not to mention the basic methods like refining essence into qi and then refining emptiness into the Dao, he couldn't even create the ordinary witch clan's practice method. The Golden Immortal of Daluo is not omnipotent.

Thinking of this, Li Xuanyang suddenly had an idea. Thinking of Wu Wen, he closed his eyes and began to think.

At this time, Xing Tian came in with a slightly thin wizard. Just as he was about to introduce him to Li Xuanyang, Hou Tu waved her hand to stop him.

After pondering for a long time, Li Xuanyang suddenly opened his eyes, a divine light radiating from them, and he shouted softly, "Words!"

Hou Tu and Xing Tian both looked puzzled. Why did Master Xuan Yang suddenly shout, "Words!"

The thin great wizard was even more stunned, not understanding the meaning of the words Li Xuanyang said.

Could it be Wu Wen!
"It's just words." Li Xuanyang chuckled. Isn't it just words?

"Wu Xian greets the Immortal!" Wu Xian asked, "The words the Immortal just mentioned, are they the Wu characters?"

"It is Wuwen, but it is not Wuwen." Looking at Wu Xian in front of him, Li Xuanyang said in a ambiguous tone.

"Please tell me clearly, sir." Hou Tu stood up and bowed deeply to Li Xuanyang.

"There's no need for the Ancestral Witch to be so rude." Li Xuanyang quickly stood up and moved away, refusing to accept Hou Tu's courtesy. Instead, he asked, "Were the Wu Clan's Wu scripts created according to the Xiantian Divine Scripture?"

Hou Tu was a little confused. She had just told Li Xuanyang that the Wu clan of the Wu tribe was created based on the innate gods and demons, phoenix characters, and dragon characters. Why was she asking again?

"What the Immortal said is right. The Wuwen was created by me based on the innate divine text, with reference to the Phoenix text and the Dragon text." Wu Xian said.

"Then why not put aside the innate divine text, imitate the shapes of all things in the universe, and create another kind of witch text!" Li Xuanyang asked with a smile.

"Create another kind of witch script!" Wu Xian disagreed. Although the witch script was good, it could not be spread to all the tribesmen. What was the point of creating another kind of witch script?

Hou Tu's eyes lit up and she blurted out, "What the master meant is!"

"The Xiantian Divine Script was derived by those with great supernatural powers. It naturally contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. Therefore, it cannot be mastered by anyone other than a Taiyi Golden Immortal. The Wu Script, Phoenix Script, and Dragon Script were all created based on the Xiantian Divine Script, and the same is true."

“But the characters I am talking about are not the characters of the Tao, and do not contain any ultimate principles of heaven and earth. I just created hieroglyphics by referring to the shapes of all things in the universe, and then wrote them down as ordinary methods of cultivation, which can naturally be spread to any member of the tribe.” Li Xuanyang was talking about the earliest hieroglyphics.

To comprehend the meaning of the innate divine texts, witch texts, phoenix texts, dragon texts and other characters, one needs to use the power of the primordial spirit or the power of the laws. They are suitable for imparting the true scriptures of the great way and the supreme method of cultivation.

Although ordinary hieroglyphs cannot express the true scriptures of the Tao, they can be taught to any living being, similar to the basic methods of cultivation.

(End of this chapter)