With a creaking sound, the door of the cave opened, and the ancestral shamans filed in. Seeing Prince Dong standing on the ground, Di Jiang said: "How is your enlightenment, fellow Taoist?"
"Not bad!" Duke Dong said: "Although I didn't get to the next level, I finally gained something."
Di Jiangdao: "The thousand-year period has come, and our deal with fellow Taoists has been completed. Please move, fellow Taoists. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."
"There's no rush. This deal has been completed. Pindao has another deal that he wants to talk to a few people about."
Dongwang Gong Weiwei smiled, pointed at the golden cloud and said: "This golden cloud is a good spiritual treasure. It is of some use to Pindao. I wonder if the ancestral witch can part with it. Pindao will never let you suffer."
The ancestor witches looked at each other, and the ancestor witch Xuanming of Rain said coldly: "This object fell to Buzhou Mountain together with Pangu's heart. It is of great significance to our clan, and I am afraid it will disappoint fellow Taoists."
"Xuanming Ancestral Witch, don't refuse in a hurry. It's better to listen to Pindao's conditions first."
Dong Wanggong showed his usual gentle smile and began to calculate again: "Don't you all want to find the underworld as soon as possible? I heard the Time Ancestral Witch said that the situation in this world means as much to your clan as the heaven to the demon clan.
It means so much more.”
A ball of light suddenly shot out of Di Jiang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you playing tricks on me, fellow Taoist? In the underworld, even the witch clan who come from the same origin cannot sense the specific location, let alone outsiders. Although you are highly skilled in cultivation,
, but no matter how powerful you are, can it be better than the Demon Ancestor, Zulong and others in the past? Even they have not sensed any information, why can you?"
"Just rely on it."
Duke Dong raised his hand, and the golden and blue Jingyang Bell appeared in the palm of his hand. A kind of time and space could not bear it, so the distorted and explosive pressure suddenly spread, making the ancestors feel suffocated, as if they were pressed by a thousand kilograms of boulders, and their faces turned ugly.
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As if he had not seen it, Duke Dong pointed at the Jingyang Bell and said calmly: "This treasure is the Jingyang Bell, a spiritual treasure accompanying poor Taoists. I believe you have heard of its reputation?"
Zhu Rong Zu Wu had a hot temper, and anger rose on his face. The true fire of Samadhi ignited red flames on the surface of his body, burning the voids. He pointed at the East Prince and said loudly: "The power of Jingyang Bell shakes the world, it is the prehistoric continent.
The most prestigious innate treasure is naturally familiar to us, the Wu Clan. My fellow Taoist took out the Jingyang Bell and deliberately promoted its reputation. Do you want to use force to force our Wu Clan to hand over the treasure?"
"Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch, has misunderstood. The witch clan is upright and unyielding. I have always admired it, but how can I use force to force someone like this?"
Zhu Rong's face softened slightly and asked: "Then what do you mean by taking out the Jingyang Bell? Do you want to exchange the Jingyang Bell for this cloud of happiness? With all due respect, our clan does not practice the Dao of Yuanshen, so even if you take out the Jingyang Bell,
The arrival of the Chaos Treasure is no different to our clan. After all, Qingyun has been with our clan for countless years, and it has a different meaning. If it is to exchange the treasure, fellow Taoist, it is better not to talk about it."
"Hahaha……"
Duke Dong made a burst of laughter, and in the eyes of the ancestral witches looked puzzled, he said loudly: "The Jingyang Bell is an innate treasure that is hard to find in the world. Although this group of Qingyun is good, it is far from being comparable to it. The reason why I
I took out the Jingyang Bell because this treasure contains the other third fragment of the Chaos Pearl, which has the same origin as the underworld."
"What?"
Zhu Jiuyin exclaimed and thought randomly, saying: "If what my fellow Taoist said is correct, it is indeed possible to help our clan find the location of the underworld."
"Of course. The Time Ancestral Witch said that the underworld is formed by 50% of the turbid air of the Open Sky and one-third of the Chaos Beads. Then if the other third of the Chaos Bead fragments are combined with the turbid air of the Open Sky,
Ancestral Witch, can't you find it yet?"
Duke Dong Wang talked eloquently and continued to draw the pie: "Think about it, everyone, with the underworld as the rear, the Wu clan will be invincible from now on and will never decline. It will be the well-deserved No. 1 nation in the ancient world.
A large clan. Moreover, there is a full 50% of the turbid Qi of Kaitian in the underworld, which is more than all the turbid Qi fused by the twelve groups of witches combined. If it can be returned to its origin, it can be absorbed by one or several ancestral witches.
, will be able to create at least one saint for the Wu clan."
"saint?"
Di Jiang's pupils shrank and he let out a low cry. The other ancestral witches also had different expressions and were breathing heavily.
Although they have never faced the majesty of the saint directly and do not know the extent of his power, they have experienced it personally. It was definitely a supreme power that shocked the world and far exceeded theirs.
Imagine.
The sparkle in Dongwanggong's eyes flashed away, and he continued to strike while the iron was hot: "If the Wu Clan has one or more saints, the Demon Clan, or the Three Pure Ones, all of them are worth mentioning. Who else on this ancient land can be you?
The opponent? Dijiang Ancestral Witch wants to destroy the demon clan and unify the ancient world, but it can only be done with the flick of a finger!"
Di Jiang's heart was beating wildly, he suppressed his excitement, his head gradually became clear, and he asked: "Is it possible that fellow Taoist will not be tempted by this opportunity to become a saint?"
Prince Dong gave a long sigh, his tone full of disappointment and envy: "Of course I want to. But the poor Taoist is cultivating the way of the soul. Even if he can return the turbid energy of the underworld to its origin, it will be of no use to me. Instead of this, why not
You and I each take what we need. I will help the witch clan find the underworld, and as a reward, you will give me this spiritual treasure. This is a win-win situation, and you ancestral witches may wish to consider it carefully."
Di Jiang has already been moved. For the possibility of becoming a saint, an unusable spiritual treasure is really nothing.
To take a step back, even if it is impossible to become a saint, with the underworld and the connection between the witch clan and the underworld, it can not only offset the advantages of the demon clan in the heaven, but also enable the witch clan to establish a world on its own and never be defeated. It is really
A hugely profitable deal.
Zhu Jiuyin was relatively sober and asked: "Having said that, how can we guarantee that fellow Taoists will try their best to help us find the heaven? If fellow Taoists take away the treasure, but are perfunctory and unwilling to do their best, won't our clan suffer a loss?
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A hint of murderous intent flashed in Dong Wanggong's eyes, and he said: "It's very simple. We can make an appointment. Daozu has three sermons, and we will set a time of one hundred Yuanhui no later than three sermons. If we can't help by then,
When the Witch Clan finds the underworld, Pindao joins forces with the Witch Clan to destroy the Demon Clan. Then your clan will dominate the ancient world, Pindao will dominate the world, and you and I will carve up the world."
"This..." The twelve groups of witches were shocked and silently calculated.
Prince Dong added another fire: "We can swear to the Tianmeng, firstly, if a saint emerges from the Wu clan, he will not take action against a poor man for the rest of his life. Secondly, if the transaction cannot be completed within the agreed time, then
Let’s work together to destroy the demons. You and I will carve up the continent and the four seas. Before your clan loses its dominance on the continent, Pindao will not develop to the mainland. How about that?”
"Okay, in that case, we, the Wu Clan, agree to this deal." Di Jiang took out his left hand and made an oath of alliance with Duke Dong in the name of the Wu Clan.
Dongwang said fairly: "One more thing, Pindao only helps the Witch Clan find the underworld. Now that the transaction is completed, he doesn't care about the rest. Whether you can enjoy the underworld alone is your business."
Di Jiang said: "Of course, as long as we can find out the underworld, who can compete with our clan because of the causal connection between the witch clan and the underworld? Who dares to compete with our clan?"
Prince Dong nodded, thinking in his mind, within one hundred Yuanhui after three sermons, the reincarnation should be started, right?
But even if it is not activated, after destroying the demon clan, the witch clan dominates the ancient world, and in the end, it will be nothing more than being plotted to death by the saint. I will just stay dormant overseas for a while, and I will not lose anything.
As for returning the underworld to its origin and turning it into the turbid Qi of the sky, haha... Taozu doesn't have such ability either.
Di Jiang stretched out his hand to capture the piece of golden cloud, handed it to Duke Dong, and said: "Although our clan cannot use the spirit treasure, judging from the performance of fellow Taoists, this treasure must be extraordinary. I wonder what grade it is?"
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Duke Dongwang said with a half-smile: "No matter how high the grade is, it has no meaning to the Wu clan. A useless spiritual treasure can be exchanged for a world, or even to create more than one saint. Such a cost-effective transaction is the first time since the beginning of the world.
, Should the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch make some compensation to Pindao?"
Di Jiang was also in a good mood, and laughed and said: "Didn't Fellow Taoist say that this is a win-win deal, you and I each get what we need. However, my clan did take advantage of it. What kind of compensation do you want, Fellow Daoist?
Open your mouth."
Prince Dong lowered his eyes slightly and said nonchalantly: "How about I ask Hou Tuzu Shaman to help me intercept a section of the spiritual vein of the Three Thousand Mountains and Rivers?"
"Huh? Mountains and rivers spiritual veins?" Hou Tu asked doubtfully: "What is the use of the mountains and rivers spiritual veins, fellow Taoist?"
Duke Dong smiled lightly and said: "The poor Taoist is refining a spiritual treasure, which requires the spiritual veins of three thousand sacred mountains and three thousand rivers. Later Tuzu shamans cultivated the laws of the earth, and it is much easier for this poor Taoist to do this."
Hou Tu thought for a while, nodded and said: "Although it is a bit troublesome to negotiate with those mountain gods, there are sufficient reasons for me to build the road of earth. I agreed to this matter."
"That's very good. But there is one thing to note. The Three Thousand Sacred Mountains and Three Thousand Rivers must be among the top three thousand in the prehistoric times."