This flood is too dangerous

Chapter 271 Brother, You Know Me!
"Yuanlian has met Big Brother Dijiang, Zhujiuyin Ancestral Witch, and Houtu Ancestral Witch!"

Seeing the three figures sitting upright in the hall, Yuan Lian smiled and saluted one by one.

He and Di Jiang are called big brothers, but they are different from other ancestral witches.

"Yuanlian, you're here, sit down." Di Jiang nodded slightly, signaling that he was welcome.

Zhu Jiuyin also smiled and saluted.

After saying hello, Hou Tu looked Yuan Lian up and down, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

A trace of suspicion flashed in Yuan Lian's eyes, she sat upright, pretending nothing happened.

"Ahem...Little sister, don't be rude." Zhu Jiuyin coughed twice and glanced at the youngest sister.

Houtu rolled his eyes back, but he was obedient and put away his scrutinizing gaze.

The corners of Di Jiang's mouth slightly raised, taking a panoramic view of everything here, he said with a smile: "It's only been a few tens of thousands of years, Yuan Lian, you are diligent in your morality, and you really have extraordinary aptitude."

You know, this is the prehistoric world, and when you reach the realm of Taiyi Jinxian, every ounce of mana improvement has to be refined from immeasurable heaven and earth aura. It can be said that every small step of improvement is basically based on Yuanhui.

"Brother Dijiang, Miao Zan." Yuan Lian smiled, "Brother and all the ancestor witches are making rapid progress, and they are making rapid progress!"

It has to be said that the ancestral witches have the Nether Blood Sea as the source of evil spirits, and the almost inexhaustible evil spirits of heaven and earth, so the speed of their cultivation has simply increased in a straight line.

"Hahaha, it's not thanks to you, Fellow Daoist." Zhu Jiuyin also laughed heartily.

Hou Tu also smiled sweetly, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

After the daily business exchanging was over, after some pleasantries, Yuan Lian got serious and began to talk about business.

"Do you know Taoist Hongjun?" Yuan Lian said softly, her eyes fixed on Di Jiang and the others, observing the changes in their expressions.

I saw Di Jiang's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes were full of thought, as if thinking of something in a trance, he glanced at Yuanlian, and then at his elder brother Dijiang.

Only Houtu looked puzzled, looking back and forth among the three of them.

In an instant, the hall that was originally full of laughter became awe-inspiring.

After a while, Houtu couldn't hide his curiosity and asked: "Speak? Who is this Taoist Hongjun, and what does he have to do with our witch clan?"

Yuan Lian was about to speak, but Di Jiang interrupted first: "Let me tell."

Yuan Lian nodded slightly, and listened quietly. Hou Tu also looked straight at his elder brother Di Jiang, waiting for him to speak.

"Hongjun is an ancient and powerful innate sage. Its footsteps can be traced back to the beginning of the prehistoric pioneering. It is the first batch of innate sages born."

You know, in the prehistoric world, living well is not as good as cultivating well.

When the world was first opened, the avenue was active, the rules of the world were born, and the core mystery of the operation of the world even directly manifested the world.

Not to mention the primordial origin of qi, such as the ancestral qi of the heavens and the qi of Xuanhuang, permeates the space between the heaven and the earth.

Later, with the evolution of heaven and earth, the rules of heaven and earth were gradually improved and strengthened, and then they evolved into various innate auras that are now immeasurable.

Moreover, when the world was first opened, countless innate spirit treasures were bred and grown, and all kinds of spiritual roots and immortal medicines were nourished by the world, and the resources were almost endless.

Just imagine how powerful it must have been from that era to the present!
Yuan Lian was also stunned, no wonder Hongjun's strength almost surpassed the ranks of the current prehistoric saints. He even suspected that all the prehistoric saints in the entire prehistoric region were not enough for Hongjun to fight alone.

It's outrageous!
Good guy, this is the entire prehistoric world supporting you alone, it's no wonder you're not strong.

Yuan Lian is envious, jealous and hateful!
Although it is not too late for him to be born, it is estimated that at most it will cost more than one million yuan after the creation of the world.

But the sacred is afraid of comparison. Compared with the time when Hongjun transformed into form, there is really no comparison.

At this time, although he still has a lot of spiritual roots and treasures left, and his innate spiritual energy is also abundant, they are all leftovers from other people's food.

"Could it be that most of the congenital saints are so poor? In fact, it didn't happen naturally, but the spiritual roots and treasures were scoured by Hongjun?"

Yuan Lian had a flash of inspiration, and hundreds of millions of thoughts were spinning rapidly in an instant.

Congenital sacredness was born following some of the principles of the Dao, supreme and noble, and close to heaven and earth.

It stands to reason that there should be accompanying spirit treasures that carry legal principles. For example, Zhen Yuanzi and Dijun Taiyi all have companion spirit treasures that conform to their own laws and principles.

But the fact is that most innate gods are poor gods.

For example, the former old friend Dong Wanggong, who had a majestic innate shaoyang spirit, only had a congenital bell, and later generations rumored that he had a dragon head stick, a congenital top-grade spiritual treasure, which was the treasure of the most yang, why disappeared?
Furthermore, Nuwa has the tripod of heaven and earth, but Fuxi does not even have a single hair. They are divine beings born from the same root, and yin and yang complement each other. How could one have a companion spirit treasure and the other not?
There is also Sanqing, Pangu Yuanshen three points, the three still share a Xuanhuang Pagoda at the beginning, although this pagoda is also extremely extraordinary, is it not reasonable?
There are countless of these.

Yuan Lian was still doubtful before, she didn't know how many yuanhuis she traveled in the prehistoric regions, and the birth of spiritual roots and treasures was really counted twice.

One time for five pine needles, and one time for the northern Xuanyuan control water flag.

Dinghai Shenzhu is not a coincidence, it was found by myself through untold hardships.

"Good guy! Feelings are because of you, Hongjun, who searched the prehistoric world all over again, no wonder!" Yuan Lian's eyes fluctuated, and she mourned for the thousands of poor gods in her heart, and she was also thankful.

Fortunately, Penglai Xiandao was not uncovered by Hongjun, otherwise, I'm afraid I would be cold before I took shape.

Now he finally understood how the so-called Fenbaoyan's hundreds of innate spirit treasures came from.

After hearing what the eldest brother said, Zhu Jiuyin and Houtu also widened their eyes, and they could roughly guess how powerful Hongjun was.

However, Houtu was still puzzled and said, "Even if Hongjun's Taoism is powerful and oppressive, what does it have to do with us and the witch clan?"

Yuan Lian smiled and said nothing, maybe it didn't matter much before, but now...

How sacred is Hongjun?

That's the person who wants to be the Daoist ancestor of the wild!

Di Jiang's eyes flashed the color of memory, "Hongjun has played against Buzhou Tianzhu more than once. If it weren't for the coercion of the Father God, I am afraid that Buzhou Mountain would have been scraped three feet away."

Because of the Pangu Temple's cover, Hongjun didn't notice where the witch clan was, but it was a long time ago. Except for Dijiang who was able to detect one or two because of the strength of the Taiyi realm, the other eleven ancestor witches didn't know about these inside stories. .

"It's unreasonable! This Hongjun is not satisfied with searching the prehistoric world, but he dares to take Zhou Shan's idea!" Hou Tu heard the words, his eyes were bright, and he burst out with evil spirit, and said angrily.

Not Zhou Tianzhu, it is the spine of the father god, it stands upright, it is the spiritual symbol of the witch clan, and it is the private land of the ancestor witches.

Anyone who can't get Zhou Tianzhu's idea is an enemy of their witch clan!
Don't think that Houtu is the youngest ancestral witch, since he looks gentle and quiet, he has no temper.

The big landlord is good fortune and contains vitality, but he is also the master of suppression, with endless weight.

Di Jiang ignored Hou Tu's anger, looked at Yuan Lian and said, "Since you mentioned Hong Jun, you must have had contact with him, right?"

Yuan Lian nodded directly. Originally, this trip was for this purpose, so he immediately said solemnly:

"Yes, just before..."

Yuan Lian recounted all the things that Hongjun forcibly dragged her into the past time after she searched the long river of time.

The point is that Hongjun warned him about the hidden dangers in the way of practice, and he did not hide the fact that he was presented with the plain colored flag of Yunjie in the end.

As soon as Yuan Lian finished speaking, Zhu Jiuyin slapped the armrest of the chair suddenly, and said angrily:
"Huh! Shameless Hongjun, sowing discord, plotting and calculating, trying to drive a wedge between our friendship, it is really hateful, he should be punished!"

What Hongjun said was almost clearly pointing at the Wu Clan's preaching of Yuanlian. It was a conspiracy by ghosts and ghosts to plan for Yuanlian's future.

Especially the sentence that even if Yuanlian proves Daluo, is it me at that time, or is it my Pangu?
This remark is a blatant point that the Wu Clan wants to turn Yuan Lian into a big Luo puppet, which is a tool prepared for the Wu Clan and Pangu.

Its heart is awkward!

Houtu's expression also tightened, and he looked at Yuanlian and said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Yuanlian, my witch clan is not this kind of person, and my elder brother will not be so intentional, you believe me!"

Yuan Lian was silent, did not answer, but looked at Di Jiang.

The corners of Di Jiang's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes looked at him sincerely, and said softly:

"Yuanlian, do you trust me?"

There was no explanation, let alone reprimand and shout Hongjun.

Di Jiang watched Yuan Lian quietly like this, and asked lightly.

It's very simple, if you believe me, no matter what Hongjun says, don't move his heart.

If you don't believe me, even if you explain clearly and dissect Hongjun's intentions one by one, the seeds of doubt will be planted in your heart, and there will be cracks, which will eventually reach the point he doesn't want to see.

As soon as Di Jiang said this, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes also focused on Yuan Lian.

Houtu never left her gaze, but there was a trace of expectation, anxiety, and uneasiness in her eyes, which made her eyes a little complicated and unspeakable.

Time seemed to stand still, and space seemed to freeze.

The three of Dijiang gathered their eyes together, waiting for Zai Yuanlian's answer.

They didn't seem to realize that, unknowingly, Yuan Lian's bond with the Wu Clan was already so deep, and it wasn't just the initial causal connection.

The world is silent, and the atmosphere is dead.

Suddenly, hearty laughter broke the silence.

"Hahaha, brother, you know me!"

(End of this chapter)