Chapter 7: The Witch Makers

Witch Maker (Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Collection)

In the ancestral witch temple, Shen Long unceremoniously took the lead, sitting on the top seat, and Ruyi stood behind him, Ruyi looked proud, like a little hen who had been saved.

The ancestors sitting below looked at Shen Long with resentment, like a little daughter-in-law who had been raped, while Xuan Ming was glad that he was pulled by Houtu at that time, otherwise......

Shen Long looked at their expressions, he really couldn't stand it, he poured himself a glass of wine alone, then threw the wine bottle to them, and then said: "Okay, okay, you guys are Shenma expressions, as if I bullied you, you must know that Lu Dao just now was you ten Da Luo Jin Immortals beat me a Da Luo Zhen Immortal." ”

Zu Wu's face was even more ugly, this is a double destruction of physical and mental, not only insulting their bodies, but even their dignity?

However, looking at the wine that Shen Long threw over, the eyes of the brothers lit up, and they didn't care what kind of spirit or body, let's take a sip first.

After three rounds of drinking, the ancestor of the Wu clan also forgot what happened just now, and sat in front of Shen Long to drink and fart......

"Brother Xuanlong, is that 'Heavenly Kill' of yours newly refined, why haven't you seen it last time?" Zhu Rong asked tentatively.

"Well, yes, the magic weapon embryo that was refined before fused with thirty-six avenues, which is exactly the number of Tiangang, and then absorbed immeasurable merits, killing people without cause and effect, and it can be called the name of heavenly killing. Shen Long's eyes lit up when he mentioned Heavenly Killing, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with this blade.

But then he looked at the ancestors strangely and said: "It's just the embryo of the previous magic weapon, which was just created into this blade a few days ago, and it hasn't been named yet, so I didn't expect to take you for the first time." ”

The ancestors of the Wu clan looked embarrassed, and hurriedly drank to hide their embarrassment.

Shen Long now has this magic weapon left by his side, the Chaos Bell, the Ancestral Seal Seal, the Qiankun Ding, the Hell Pagoda and Zhou Tianjing and other natal magic weapons all have their own places, and his companion magic weapon Zijin Ruyi has become Ruyi's natal magic weapon.

Therefore, in order to make up for the lack of magic weapons, he created several natal supernatural powers according to his own natal magic weapons, according to the characteristics of the Chaos Bell, he created the golden bell jar, with absolute defense; according to the ancestral seal to create a heavenly strike, each blow has the power of a seal, it can be said that every blow is an absolute attack of a brick; Qiankun Ding evolved into a Ding Zhen Qiankun, with absolute suppression; Hell Pagoda evolved into a hellish illusion, the divine grace is like the sea, the divine power is like a prison, and it has an absolute illusion; the most important is the absolute supervision of Zhou Tianjing, which reflects the world of thousands of ages. It was according to these supernatural powers that Shen Long was able to successfully win under the siege of the ancestral wizard brothers.

Everyone was drinking, Houtu looked at Shen Long, and fell into deep thought, just now a few of his brothers mentioned that they wanted to create the Wu Clan, create the Wu Clan, and carry forward the Wu Clan, but they themselves had no experience, so when they heard this suggestion of the Yu Bi Corpse, they did not make up their minds, and at this moment, Shen Long came.

Houtu remembered that the Ruyi behind Shen Long, her body, was refined by Shen Long, so did he have any good way?

Houtu couldn't make up his mind, so he could only pass on the message to his brothers and see what they thought.

In this way, Shen Long drank wine, and suddenly felt that the eyes of the Wu brothers who started the attack were not right, and their appearance made Shen Long think of what is called "road to eye", and the wine field was suddenly cold.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have?" Shen Long asked.

Wu clan brothers, look at me, I look at you, the most embarrassed eyes fell on Hou Tu, who let her bring it up? Hou Tu's face turned red, pink like a peach blossom, looked at Shen Long and asked:

"I don't know, how much does Brother Xuanlong know about the way of creation?"

Shen Long raised his eyebrows and asked differently, "The way of creation......?" It's okay, what's wrong? What's the matter with you? I don't want you to be like a witch. ”

Houtu glared at Shen Long, and then said: "Our Twelve Ancestors want to imitate Pangu Father God and use their own essence and blood to create a witch clan, but we don't know much about the way of creation, so we want to consult Brother Xuanlong." ”

"What? Creation of the Witch Clan???!!!

Although he had long known that the Wu Clan could not be just these few light pole commanders, although he had long known that the Wu Clan would prosper in the future, he did not expect that he would encounter it. ,

Shen Long fell into deep thought......

Another hundred years later, after careful discussions, Shen Long and the ancestor of the Wu clan finally discussed the method of creation, and they finally decided to create the Wu clan.

In the Pangu Temple, all the ancestral witches stood under the statue of the great god of Pangu, holding all kinds of sacrificial weapons in their hands, with solemn expressions, Dijiang in front and all the ancestors and witches in the back.

Di Jiang saluted the great god of Pangu, and then said: "Pangu father God is above, and my Wu clan is the bloodline of father God, but the number of people is thin, it is not a big deal, and it is deceived by foreigners." Today, my ancestors want the vast number of witches to imitate the bloodline of God of the Father, to prosper the Wu clan, and hope that God of God will bless !!"

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he took the lead in kneeling, and the ancestors and witches behind him also knelt down, shouting respectfully in their mouths:

"God bless !! Father"

This was followed by a tedious sacrificial procedure, in which the statue of Pangu shone brightly, and the Tao rhyme intertwined with Tao and reason permeated the entire temple, just like the Pudu sentient beings of Buddhism.

Shen Long stood at the door, Ruyi beside him pulled Shen Long's arm, feeling the coercion on the statue of Pangu, her body trembled, Shen Long's heart was also extremely shocked, every time he saw the statue of Pangu, he had a feeling, but he didn't care about this kind of coercion at all, even the pressure of the mountain that was not Zhoushan, he could bear it, not to mention this extent, he held Ruyi in his arms to appease her fearful psychology.

"Zha-"

When the Dao Yun light on the Pangu Divine Statue was brilliant to the extreme, Di Jiang drank loudly, glanced at each other with all the ancestral witches, and then nodded at the same time, they were bathed in the divine light, and their bodies turned into rays of light, a total of twelve, and drilled into the Pangu Divine Statue.

Roar –

A dull roar came from the mouth of the Pangu statue, and Shen Long saw that the statue seemed to be alive, and its skin, hair, and teeth were no different from the real one, even if he already knew that this Pangu was fake, but he was still startled.

This method was discussed by Shen Long and the ancestors, that is, to use the tacit understanding between the ancestors and witches to form a world realm, and then integrate this world into the Pangu God statue. In this way, they can fit into Pangu and feel the experience of Pangu in creating them back then.

Roar –

There was another roar, and the sound contained the thunder of the Great Dao, and Shen Long completely held Ruyi in his arms, and a golden bell formed around his body, which reduced Pangu's power.

Shen Long stared at Pangu, excited in his heart, although it was a fake Pangu, but he also had the charm of the year, in addition to his own personal worship, he wanted to watch it up close, and the most important thing was that he could find some traces of the Great Dao from every move of the Great God of Pangu, which would be beneficial to the Great Dao in the future.

And daring to look at the Creation Wu Clan is also good for his own way of creation......

I saw that Pangu breathed clouds, his voice was like thunder, and he roared in the sky, as if he was suffering endless pleasure, and as if he was suffering endless pain, and at the mouth of the left chest, a drop of essence blood slowly overflowed, this is the essence blood of the ancestral witch, but with the help of the Pangu statue, the body and mind of the ancestors are one, and it is impossible to tell whose essence and blood it is.

Then another drop of essence blood, then a third, a fourth, a fifth......

There are a total of nine drops, nine is the extreme of the Dao, after nine drops, there is no more essence blood overflowing, and the Pangu Statue obviously shows a weakened expression.

"Zha-"

There was another thunderous shout, the Pangu God statue was restrained, and the twelve ancestral witches fell to the ground, and the nine drops of essence blood rotated, and then absorbed a stream of innate turbidity in the Pangu God Temple, turning into nine people.

Eight men and one woman, standing in the temple, first looked at their bodies curiously, and then saw the restored statue of Pangu, and knelt down:

"Xingtian (Hou Yi, Wu Gang, Feng Bo, Yu Shi, Kuafu, Chi You, Xiang Liu, Jiufeng) to meet the father and God !!"

Then he got up and bowed down to the twelve ancestors: "Meet all the ancestors." ”

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