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Chapter 133 Wind Chime Funeral Witch Clan Asks for Help (One more, please subscribe monthly ticket)

six years later.
In front of King Jiang's palace.

"Sister, are you ready?"

The 16-year-old Jiang Taiyi looked at his nervous younger sister Jiang Kui and said with a smile.

"Brother, wait...will it hurt?"

Jiang Kui glanced down secretly, and said nervously while looking forward to it.

"No, right away you will realize what it feels like to run like lightning, trust me, brother."

Hearing this, Jiang Kui grasped her little hand tightly and looked at Jiang Taiyi with a flushed face. Although she was still a little apprehensive, there was also a trace of expectation in her eyes.

"Xiaokui trusts brother."

Following these words, Jiang Kui tightly closed her eyes and clenched her hands even more tightly.

"Start!"

Seeing Jiang Kui's appearance, Jiang Taiyi smiled slightly, and immediately looked down at the slender stairs stretching hundreds of meters below.

"let's go!"

Bang!
The next moment, only a muffled sound was heard.

On the slender stairs, Jiang Taiyi and Jiang Kui were lying on a slender shield, and one side of the shield corresponded to the steep stairs.

In an instant, Jiang Tai slammed his palm on the ground.

I saw the diamond-shaped shield as tall as one person, like a long boat riding the wind and waves, carrying two people roaring on the long stairs.

"You can open your eyes."

Looking at Jiang Kui's tightly closed eyes, Jiang Tai said with a smile.

As the words fell, Jiang Kui, who was only 11 years old, felt the strong wind whizzing by his ears, looked at the scene passing by quickly, his eyes were gradually brightening, and he stretched out his hands and shouted happily .

Once, again, until sunset.

"Brother, thank you!"

Under the setting sun, two figures, one big and one small, were sitting on the long steps. Jiang Kui looked at her brother and said happily.

"Haha, after your brother and I break through the Fate Palace, I will show you the real flying in the sky.

At that time, wherever you want to go, I will take you there. "

Jiang Taiyi rubbed Jiang Kui's hair and said with a smile.

"Well, there is also the queen mother. When the queen mother recovers from her illness, we will go to find my father together."

Facing the orange-red sunset, Jiang Kui said expectantly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a loud bell sound was transmitted from a distant tower.

"Longyang bell rings, wind chime rings, it is a sign of Jiang Guo's great victory"

Looking at the bell tower in the distance, Jiang Kui quickly looked at Jiang Taiyi and said.

"Brother, is the father coming back?"

Hearing this, Jiang Taiyi immediately nodded.

But at this moment, the inner officer's anxious shout came from the steps behind him.

"It's not good, His Royal Highness, the queen can't afford to be seriously ill"

Following these words, Jiang Taiyi's complexion changed suddenly, and he immediately picked up Jiang Kui who was at the side and jumped up, rushing to the queen's bedroom.

Half a month later, the queen's bedchamber.

Looking at the queen lying on the hospital bed, Jiang Kui was heartbroken.

"clang clang"

At this moment, a pleasant wind chime suddenly came from outside the house.

"Mother, listen, it's the sound of wind chimes. The father has won a big victory, and the father is coming back."

Jiang Kui, who was sitting in front of the hospital bed, heard the voice, looked at the queen on the bed with joy, and shouted.

Amidst the shouts, she saw her pale mother, in a state of anger, a gratified smile appeared on her face.

In this smile, the last trace of breath disappeared without a trace as he looked towards the door.

Outside, it was pouring rain.

When Jiang Kui ran out, she saw Jiang Taiyi desperately waving the wind chimes and banners in the heavy rain.

"Brother, the queen mother is gone."

"I know, I know, I just want my mother to leave without such pain."

Facing Jiang Kui's cries, Tai Yi desperately waved the banner, on his cheeks, he couldn't tell what was tears and what was rain.

However, he couldn't stop.

Because he knows that only when the wind chime keeps ringing, can the queen mother's soul leave with peace of mind.

Instead, in the midst of worry, he is constantly suffering from illness.

"Queen Mother, Emperor Father is back, don't worry, I will definitely protect my sister and Jiang Guo."

A year later, Emperor Jiang returned in blood.

But it didn't take long, and because of excessive longing, he passed away in the midst of the serious injury that hadn't healed.

From then on, the Jiang country changed, and amidst the ups and downs, the young prince began to support one side.

"The road that seems to be the same, in your hands, will there be different choices?

Will the final result still be the story in my impression, Taichi. "

In front of Tanggu, Lin Yi looked at the young Jiang Taiyi in the picture, and began to deal with state affairs, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

The world in front of him seems to be just the waves rolled up by Tang Gu, but it is actually the real world.

But even if it is true, Ji Dong's fate in this world is not fixed.

As long as Tai Yi's mind is still there and his beliefs are constant, he can break the story that Ji Dong originally planned, and thus control his own destiny.

In Ji Dong's view, manipulating the fate of others, watching the latter's joys and sorrows, and following his own thoughts will indeed give him a sense of accomplishment.

However, like a puppet, walking towards the established story, it is too boring.

In contrast, Ji Dong prefers to look at those creatures who step into his world, who can transcend themselves and break everything in front of them.

"If you can achieve that step, you will have the hope of transcending the prehistoric world."

Looking at Tai Yi in the picture, Lin Yi said.

"Ok?"

But just after the words fell, Lin Yi frowned slightly.

While frowning, he looked at the creek in front of him, and between waving his hands, he immediately deduced the source of the frown with the method of palm edge.

"The conflict between the liches actually started so soon?"

As the words fell, one could see the rolling up waves of Tanggu, and in the ripples, another picture gradually appeared.

In the picture, one sees a great witch who is indomitable in the sky, and a big bird-like monster, fighting each other amidst roaring, and then dispersed one after another, leaving behind a continuous mountain range that nearly collapsed for thousands of miles.

"Although there were no casualties and they were restraining each other, I was a little surprised that the two clans of liches clashed so quickly."

Looking at the scene in the picture, Ji Dong's eyes moved slightly, and immediately pointed again.

Pangu Hall, Wu Clan Hall.

Ever since they obtained the Dharma passed down by Hongjun Daozu in Zixiao Palace, their twelve ancestor witches have been concentrating on retreating.

Although, the nine-turn golden body formula given by Hongjun Daozu solved the dilemma that they had no soul, could not practice immortality, and could not transcend the prehistoric world.

However, compared to the creatures with primordial spirits among the prehistoric creatures, the twelve ancestor witches do not have primordial spirits after all.

And Hongjun Daozu's way of detachment, at the beginning, may have been based on the primordial spirit.

Even though they knew that Hongjun Daozu had proposed a solution, they still subconsciously believed that there was a difference.

Stupid birds fly first, and diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Even if you don't know these words yet, if you talk about the hard work of practice.

Their twelve ancestral witches, even among the three thousand mortals, are definitely at the forefront.

"It's just that it's easy to train the body, but difficult to train the mind."

In the hall, as the eldest brother among the twelve ancestral witches, Di Jiang frowned, looked at the Nine Turns Golden Body Art floating in midair, and said in a deep voice.

"According to the situation of cultivation during this period, the Nine-Turn Golden Body Art, after reaching the level of Seven-Turn, can be compared to the great witches of our clan.

Only by reaching the eighth rank, or even the ninth rank, can the strength of the physical body reach the physical strength of our ancestor witches.

It's just that after the golden body turns six, it will pay attention to the unity of mind and mind.

Although the strength of my physical body has reached the strength of the ninth rank, but in terms of the unity of mind and mind, it is only at the seventh rank.

Judging from the current progress, there are not many yuanhui, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to reach the eighth round. "

After finishing speaking, Di Jiang looked at the rest of the ancestral witches and said solemnly.

"What is your current practice situation? If you think of a solution, you can tell me."

"Big brother's cultivation base is only at the level of mind revolution seven, so how strong can we be?"

"Second brother's words are reasonable, to be honest, fourth brother, I can only barely reach the point where I have reached the sixth revolution of my mind."

Gonggong among the Twelve Ancestral Witches said with a sigh.

"If you want me to say, this unity of mind is after all the method by which Taoist ancestors were separated from the primordial spirit, after all, it is different from my ancestors and witches.

If we want to rely on the unity of the mind to reach the ninth rank, so as to implement eternity, after all, it is too much for us Wuzu. "

Zhu Rong on the side added.

"During the period of our retreat, the monster clan established by Di Jun has already become famous in the prehistoric world.

More importantly, all the prehistoric creatures who worshiped his monster clan all obtained the Nine-turn Golden Body Art.

Some time ago, the demon clan even spread the word to the territory of our witch clan, and even had conflicts with our clan.

Now, although our clan has the advantage, as time goes by.

The creatures of the monster clan have the blessing of the primordial spirit, so they must be able to reach the seventh or even eighth rank faster.

In this way, it seems that Taoist ancestor helped us solve the trouble in Zixiao Palace.

But in fact, it completely wiped out the advantages of our clan.

In case the monster clan tries to rule the prehistoric world like the three clans in the past, let alone a prehistoric catastrophe.

I am afraid that the heaven and earth created by God the Father will also be lost from our hands before the catastrophe arrives.

After all, before transcending the prehistoric world, we still need to spend resources to practice spiritually. "

As soon as these words came out, the brows of the ancestor witches immediately frowned.

"As things stand now, if we don't, we will also bloom the three races, and practice with the blessing of the prehistoric heaven and earth luck.

This move may allow us to reach the Nine Revolutions of Mind faster. "

As soon as these words came out, Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches all became a little moved.

"Brothers, the current territory is enough for our Wu Clan.

If it expands wantonly, I am afraid that fighting will be inevitable. Once it is like the three clans, there will be no hope of transcending the world. "

At this moment, I heard Hou Tu among the twelve ancestor witches speak.

"To be honest, my little sister has already touched the threshold of the eighth revolution of mind.

This shows that even if there is no primordial spirit in the method passed down by the Taoist ancestor, there is still hope. "

"Are you almost reaching the eighth rotation of your mind?"

Hearing this, Di Jiang and the other ancestor witches looked at Houtu one after another.

"Little sister, elder brother knows that you are kind, but this matter cannot be sloppy."

Di Jiang spoke even more.

"Brother, little sister has indeed touched the eighth rotation of Xinxin."

Following the opening of these words, all the ancestor witches did not see that Houtu used the power of his body, and a mysterious force emerged from his body.

Under the action of this force, the other eleven ancestor witches saw the space in front of them begin to distort, and an illusory world opened up accordingly.

"This is indeed the power of the seven revolutions of the mind."

Looking at the scene in front of him, there was a look of joy in Di Jiang's eyes.

"Little sister, how did you cultivate, and how do you get to the eight revolutions of mind?"

Gong Gong and Zhu Rong on the side asked quickly.

"The eighth turn of mind is just a guess, how to achieve it, the younger sister is going to visit fellow Taoist Sanqing in a few days.

They were born upholding the father's god and primordial spirit, so they must be better at refining the mind than other prehistoric creatures.

As for gathering luck to compete for the territory, my younger sister suggested that you brothers should think about it carefully, so as not to anger Daozu.

Even if you must preach, peace should be the most important thing, and you should not give excuses to other creatures. "

Having said that, Houtu looked expectantly at the group of ancestor witches in front of him.

She is too familiar with the characters of her brothers.

Knowing that once the expansion of Wu Clan's territory is agreed at will, it will inevitably offend many creatures who also live in Buzhou Mountain as before.

Undoubtedly, there will be another incident, or even a big war.

After all, in the eyes of their Wu Clan, everything in this prehistoric world was transformed by the Father God, so naturally it should also belong to their Wu Clan.

However, it is also a living being in the prehistoric world. I am afraid that these words will not attract the approval of other living beings.

If she hadn't gone through the mind-refining method of the Nine Turns Golden Body Jue, for the development and survival of the Wu Clan, her descendants would definitely agree with the suggestions of the brothers.

To continuously expand the number and territory of the Wu Clan, so as to gather luck and make the Wu Clan stronger.

But now that there is already hope that is not limited to detachment from heaven and earth, Houtu does not want to see the witch clan, like the previous three clans, end up trapped on one side.

No.

Maybe, at that time, they will not even be able to compare with the three clans.

After all, the prehistoric creatures now have a more powerful method of cultivation.

"To find Sanqing?"

Leaving aside Houtu's thoughts, when the group of ancestral witches heard that Houtu said they wanted to see Sanqing, their complexions became a little ugly.

"Are they willing to talk?"

Gou Mang, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, said in a deep voice.

"Back then, when their trinity merged to awaken Father God Yuanshen, we also went to them, but they were not willing to cooperate with us to awaken Father God together.

Now, when we used to ask them for advice on how to refine the mind, I am afraid that we may not be satisfied. "

"It doesn't matter, just like the three clans in the past, it's better to fight to the death."

Houtu said with a smile.

"In that case, I will go with you."

After thinking for a moment, Di Jiang said in a deep voice.

"No need, elder brother is the head of our twelve ancestor witches, if he goes, it means that our witch clan is inferior to them.

On the contrary, if only the younger sister goes there alone, even if there is something to ask for, it is just an exchange among peers. "

Houtu didn't know that his brothers were proud and arrogant, so he said tactfully.

"It's still my little sister who is considerate. If that's the case, let's just follow what my little sister said for now."

When Di Jiang heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke immediately.

"As for gathering luck and preaching, according to what my little sister said before, on the territory of our Wu Clan, the Dao ancestor's Tao is passed on by our Wu Clan.

Anyone who preaches wantonly without prior notice, don't blame my Wu clan, and don't value peace. "

"Big brother wise."

Hearing this, Hou Tu smiled sweetly, but he was relieved in his heart.

　Question: Peace is the most important thing in the whole prehistoric world, will the liches still fight, hehe?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)