Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

"I almost forgot about it."

"You're right. Our people never break their promises."

"Then what do you say?"

Wu Shen chuckled lightly.

"The Heavenly Court already exists in name only, but the Heavenly Court must exist."

"So Hongjun will rebuild a new heaven soon."

"This has nothing to do with my family, don't worry about it."

"We can do as we agreed."

"Give those monster races freedom, as long as they don't come against us, let them go."

The ancestors nodded.

Di Jiang smiled slightly.

"Since you have a plan, we won't bother you anymore."

Done.

He took the ancestral witches back to Mount Sumeru.

The ancestral witches have already decided.

Give Wu Shen everything about the Wu Clan.

They just need to be Wu Shen's backing.

The ancestral witches just left.

Xing Tian is here.

"Brother, something happened."

Xing Tian said.

His gaze could not help turning to Nuwa.

Nuwa is a saint.

Already very strong.

Before, all the attention was on the matter of mending the sky.

And didn't think much of it.

That's why it didn't feel it.

Now Xing Tian took a look at it.

She sensed it immediately.

"Brother, something happened?"

Nuwa suddenly stood up.

His face changed slightly.

Zhen Yuanzi walked out from behind Xing Tian.

There was a trace of grief and embarrassment on his face.

"Nuwa Empress, Poverty has violated your orders."

He spread his hands.

in the palm of your hand.

There is a talisman seal.

This is the ultimate innate spiritual treasure, the Tai Chi symbol.

Power is resistance to spells.

At the same time keep the primordial spirit.

Carry the Tai Chi symbol on the body.

Unless the saint makes a move.

Otherwise, any attack would not be able to injure the soul of the wearer.

Nuwa sensed the primordial spirit of her elder brother Fuxi.

It is in the seal of Tai Chi.

Fuxi is a rather low-key temperament.

Joining the Wu Clan.

He is also so low-key that even many witches ignore his existence.

But in fact, what he did in the witch clan.

Very much.

He has long welcomed the friendship of Xing Tian and other great witches.

This time the war.

Of course Fuxi also participated in the war.

Zhen Yuanzi sighed lightly.

"Friend Fuxi was injured during the battle."

"Later the Tianhe flowed backwards. He went to save the tribe where Cangjie was."

"Pindao was distracted for a while, and didn't realize that Fellow Daoist Fuxi was seriously injured."

Zhen Yuanzi blamed himself.

He felt that if he could pay more attention.

Fuxi will not die.

But talk and talk.

He stopped suddenly.

Because he found that Nuwa's mood was wrong.

and.

Wu Shen kept laughing.

Zhen Yuanzi is not stupid either.

Wake up all of a sudden.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Sheng, did you expect that?"

He also reacted at this time.

Tai Chi symbol.

But Wu Shen forced it to Fuxi before going to war.

And it is required that Fuxi cannot be removed.

If it weren't for the Tai Chi symbol.

Fuxi died of exhaustion after soaking in the weak water of nine days.

How could there be a soul left behind?

When Nuwa first heard of Fuxi's death, she was also extremely sad.

But she knew Wu Shen better.

He turned to see Wu Shen's expression.

I immediately knew there was something else hidden.

Wu Shen smiled slightly.

Received the Tai Chi Seal.

"Fellow Taoist Fuxi's opportunity has arrived."

Wu Shen looked at the Taiji seal in his hand.

"You say, if Fellow Daoist Fuxi is also sanctified."

"What will happen to the four on the opposite side?"

The three saints and Zhen Yuanzi were all taken aback.

"what?"

Chapter 119 Little Fengdu, Come Help Senior Brother Use These Treasures More

Wu Shen gave Fuxi the Tai Chi Talisman before.

Just in case.

Now it seems.

This one hits the bullseye just in case.

Hong Yun frowned slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, the number of extremes in the sky is nine."

"The nine saints are already full. How can there be another saint?"

Wu Shen shook his head.

"Saint Hongyun, you just said that the number of extremes in the sky is nine."

"That's heavenly."

The three saints were taken aback.

Then react all of a sudden.

Fog grass!

Heaven can only have nine saints.

What about authenticity and humanity?

The expressions of the three saints became strange.

But Zhen Yuanzi's eyes suddenly turned red.

sanctified.

This is what every ascetic seeks.

After the red cloud was sanctified.

Zhen Yuanzi felt that he had no chance of becoming a saint.

Although he is not jealous at all.

But there is also a trace of regret deep in my heart.

Yet now.

He saw new hope again.

Tong Tian looked at Wu Shen curiously.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you know this?"

Wu Shen grinned.

"There can only be nine saints in Honghuang, who said that?"

Tongtian was stunned.

It dawned on me.