Chapter 21: 2 Drops of Ancestral Witch Blood
Chapter 21 Twelve Drops of Ancestral Witch Blood
Although Shi Hao now looks like a little Taoist boy, he has the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal.
But he claimed that he followed the master and had to protect him, so he also took on the tone and was determined not to embarrass the master.
If it were normal, in the eyes of the great powers of the ancient times, how could a mere ant in the Golden Immortal Realm dare to scold everyone?
But it's different now.
Shi Hao is a close confidant of the saint.
And for a confidant to praise a saint so highly, it is obvious that this saint has performed many miracles that are unknown to them but are shocking.
At this moment, Ling Xiao sat on the high platform and sighed, "Everyone, if anyone wants to leave now, they can leave at any time."
After saying that, he ordered Shi Hao and Huo Linger to return the collected treasures to everyone.
However, before he finished speaking, Hou Tu, who was sitting on one of the seven cushions in the front, immediately stood up and said apologetically, "Master, my elder brother is reckless and doesn't know how to talk. I beg you to have mercy on my disciple's heart for the Tao and not get angry."
After saying this, Hou Tu immediately asked many ancient witches to apologize to the Taoist Ancestor.
Among the witch clan, all eleven ancestor witches doted on the kind-hearted little sister Hou Tu.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have pushed her onto the purple cushion.
The eleven witches also calmed down, immediately knelt on one knee and began to apologize.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "You all, get up."
"I will spare you because of Hou Tu's sincerity towards the Tao, but this is only once. If anyone doubts me again, I will never let them off easily."
This vast and sacred voice swept across the entire hall, leaving everyone stunned and with lingering fear.
Ling Xiao opened his mouth slowly, smiling and said: "Three thousand great ways are just empty references. There are not only three thousand ways to become a saint. If you want to take a new path, you must have a new method. Different people have different paths. If they are all the same, they are doomed to not go far. Listen to the applause."
At this moment, all the powerful people in the prehistoric world looked at each other, many of them were confused, but a few of them seemed to be thinking about something.
Seeing that no one responded, Huo Linger's pretty face tightened. She was very unhappy at the moment, and her little chest was heaving.
The master said it so well, what are these people thinking?
"My master is teaching you! With such great grace from heaven, you are acting like fools! I don't care. After ten breaths, I want to hear applause!"
In an instant, the hall fell silent.
At this moment, after Huo Linger's reminder, many powerful people realized that the last sentence of the saint just now was... understand the applause.
Everyone thought to themselves that they thought too much and ignored this sentence.
next moment.
There was thunderous applause in the hall!
All I could hear was a loud roar.
All I saw were practitioners dressed in immortal robes and Taoist robes, doing the most exaggerated clapping movements in history, clapping their hands rhythmically with excitement flashing in their eyes.
Why is it so exaggerated?
Because no one wants to show that they didn’t understand. If you don’t applaud the words of the saints, it means you didn’t understand.
If you don’t understand, it proves that you are stupid.
So, in order to save face, no one wants to be labeled as a fool.
After a long time, the applause stopped.
Hou Tu pondered for a long time, then stood up, looked at Ling Xiao, and asked, "Master, the Wu clan is born to cultivate the flesh and have no soul. Are they destined to never become saints?"
As soon as Hou Tu said this, everyone looked at Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Who says the Wu clan can't become a saint? The Wu clan is the descendant of Pangu, and is destined to become a saint!"
All the witches were ecstatic when they heard this!
"What a pity! The time has not come yet." Upon hearing this, the witches put away their ecstasy and calmed down.
Ling Xiao smiled inscrutable and said, "Hou Tu, your Wu clan was born extraordinary. You are the product of the flesh and blood of the great god Pangu."
"You twelve witch ancestors only need to cultivate one path each, and then cultivate it to perfection, and eventually you can become a saint."
"But this Saint has said that you cannot take this path for the time being because the time has not come yet."
"However, considering your sincerity, I have a method that is extremely compatible with the Wu Clan. However, this method is too against the will of heaven. If I pass it on to you, I am afraid that I will suffer the backlash of heaven and endanger my own way."
Ling Xiao sighed with regret, but his expression was a little hesitant, as if he was considering whether to pass this method on to the witch clan.
Hou Tu looked at Ling Xiao eagerly, and the other eleven ancestor witches also had fanatical eyes.
It was difficult for them to persuade him to do so. After all, this might endanger the saint's own path. What a huge cause and effect!
At this time, the good old man Hong Yun stood up, looked at the group of witch ancestors, and sighed: "Don't you understand? The saints have long said that the law is not passed on personally, and the Tao is not sold at a low price!"
"This principle is very simple, because everything in the world follows a law: if you gain something, you must lose something."
"What's more, this method is so against the will of heaven that if it is easily passed on to your witch clan, the saint will definitely be retaliated against!"
"If it weren't for his pity for your witch clan's desire to achieve enlightenment, why would the saint hesitate here despite the danger of backlash?"
"You are so stupid that you haven't figured this out yet?"
Hongyun looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with anger at the lack of fighting spirit.
In an instant, the twelve witch ancestors suddenly realized! !
Gong Gong bowed to Hong Yun and exclaimed, "I've heard that you are a wise man. Seeing is believing. Thank you very much!"
Hongyun waved his hand. He was just always willing to help others. He was also happy to find that he had awakened all the witch ancestors.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches thought about it and realized that such a favor of preaching must be paid with a huge price!
After discussing for a while, they decided to each take out a drop of blood.
You know, a drop of the Ancestral Witch's blood can make a living being's body become extremely terrifying.
Not to mention, the blood in the heart!!
That effort contains the Dao that each ancestor witch controls, such as Hou Tu's Dao of the Earth and Di Jiang's Dao of Space.
Moreover, heart blood is more terrifying than essence blood in enhancing a person's physical strength.
This is the greatest sincerity that the Twelve Ancestral Witches can show at this moment.
At that moment, a drop of golden blood was suspended on the palm of each ancestor witch. The blood was extremely hot, like the scorching sun, and was filled with the origin of their respective Tao.
As the heart blood was taken out, the entire Zixiao Palace was filled with endless evil spirit and the pressure of Tao, which was extremely terrifying.
Ling Xiao looked calm, but was extremely shocked in his heart. These twelve witch ancestors really invested a lot of money! !
If he were to refine all this effort and physical strength, it would probably be elevated to an awe-inspiring level.
"In addition to the twelve drops of blood, my Wu clan is willing to give out half of the Wu clan's heritage."
Dijiang said.
The so-called foundation is half of all the treasures of the witch clan.
Ling Xiao sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform and said calmly: "I have seen your sincerity. In this case, I will teach you the secret method of cultivation."
Immediately afterwards, the twelve ancestor witches handed over the twelve drops of blood and half of the witch clan's foundation to Shi Hao and Huo Ling.
At this moment, a group of powerful people could no longer sit still and declared that they were willing to offer their sincerity for the secret method of cultivation.
Seeing that a group of powerful people were so enthusiastic about taking out their belongings, Ling Xiao naturally had no reason to refuse.
(End of this chapter)