After the Witch Clan migrated, they increasingly felt the importance of the Blood Sea to the clan. It not only absorbed evil spirits and blood energy, but also served as a natural shelter.
Normal creatures are not allowed to approach this place, but those who can approach are powerful beings. In this way, the possibility of being invaded can be avoided.
In the main hall, the atmosphere of the ancestral witches is much stronger than that of the demon clan. They have long understood that because they are the continuation of the father god, they will be feared by everyone, including the Taoist ancestors and even the heaven.
Therefore, they are bearish on Tiandao's 'suppression'.
As for the holy throne, they believed in Tao Zun's words. Since Tao Zun said that the time has not come, they should wait.
On the contrary, they can use this period of time to give birth to more tribesmen and hone their tribesmen's cultivation.
Zhu Jiuyin summoned the ancestral witches and asked: "When will you enter the level of quasi-sage?"
Now is the era of quasi-sages. Except for Zhu Jiuyin, the remaining ancestral witches are a bit embarrassed.
Because the Yuanshen monks could kill corpses, but they couldn't, they quickly widened the gap.
"Brother, according to the "Pan Wang Xuan Gong" taught by Dao Zun, we won't have to wait for long." Xuan Ming said.
"Well, we have to speed up. Nowadays, quasi-sages are the masters. After Daozu preached, the gap between us and the demon clan has quickly widened. If you don't work hard, we will only fall further and further behind."
The reason why the Wu clan has been keeping a low profile recently.
After three sermons, all the top powers had beheaded their corpses, but the Wu clan had not stepped into the quasi-sage level step by step. After all, the training of the physical body was difficult.
"Don't worry, brother. The next time the Hunyuan Tower of Creation is opened, we will definitely be able to step into the level of quasi-sages. By then, our clan will definitely shake the world." The ancestor witches said confidently.
The Creation Hunyuan Tower is separated from the Hundred Yuan Meeting, and the time of the Seventy Yuan Meeting has already passed.
Everyone attaches great importance to the opening of the Hunyuan Tower for the second time. They feel that the first time was too hasty and the second time is the time for a showdown.
Even after the second time, you may enter the age of saints, so the second time is also the last time for many powerful people.
They are all holding back their energy and striving to become famous.
"That's good." Zhu Jiuyin nodded.
He also held grudges about the first time. He was not reconciled to losing to Lao Tzu. However, Lao Tzu switched to Hongjun, completely letting go of his father's pride, which made them even more uncomfortable.
Zhu Jiuyin felt that he must surpass me, prove it to Father God, and make me regret it.
"Brother, Tao Zun said that your opportunity has not yet come, can you also become a saint when it does?" Hou Tu asked.
"That should be the case. Dao Zun will not tell lies and has never deceived us." Zhu Jiuyin nodded.
"Brother, becoming a saint means becoming an auxiliary of heaven. You..." Hou Tu wanted to say that becoming a saint is the same as Sanqing and others.
"So what, when the time comes, I will give up my seat, but without the holy throne, we cannot feel at ease. We can only do this for the sake of the ethnic group, maybe..."
Zhu Jiuyin sighed: "Perhaps, Sanqing and the others have let go of the pride of God the Father, and because of this, compared with becoming a saint, some pride can indeed be let go."
Zhu Jiuyin had already thought about it. Becoming a saint meant being controlled by heaven, and it meant giving up the pride of the ancestral witch.
Originally, the Wu clan in the original trajectory might not do this, probably out of pride.
But after many scoldings and trainings in Taichu's life, Zhu Jiuyin has come to see the point of giving up some pride for the sake of the tribe.
Taoist Master Shichang said that he was pedantic and could not continue to be pedantic.
You must know how precious a holy position is. Without Dao Zun, the Wu Clan is nothing. Since Dao Zun has promised to him, he would be the biggest fool if he refuses pedantically.
"Brother?" Hou Tu and the other ancestral witches felt uneasy.
They were uneasy when their faith for countless years was shaken. They had always believed that they were Pangu's true sect, but now, for the sake of the holy position, they had to put down their pride, which was very uncomfortable.
"Brothers and sisters, you must know that some things are difficult to avoid. We must choose between survival and pride. If you leave survival like this to me, you can continue the pride of Father God."
Zhu Jiuyin felt that as the eldest brother, he had to take action.
Pride must continue, this is the soul of the Wu clan, but strength must also stand, this is the flesh and blood of the Wu clan.
He can only become flesh and blood himself and let his brothers and sisters become souls, so that the witch clan can exist forever.
God the Father didn’t leave any last words, presumably for this reason. He didn’t want to put shackles on himself and others, and hoped that he and others could make their own decisions.
But obviously, it was difficult for the ancestral wizards to accept it for a while. They had thought about this issue, but in order to avoid this situation, they did not want to touch it.
Now that they have said it this time, the ancestral witches will have to make a choice.
"Brother, we don't want this Lao Shizi saint. If you become a saint, brother, what's the difference between this and the Three Pure Ones? Dao Zun said, after we practice Panwang Xuan Gong, you can become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. Wouldn't that be better?"
So happy." Zhu Rong Gonggong and other ancestral shamans said.
After hearing that their eldest brother, Chengsheng, was about to hand over his power, they were a little unhappy. In addition, after becoming the same as Sanqing, they couldn't let go of their pride.
For a while, the ancestral wizards had a disagreement, and the black turtle on the side was afraid of this situation.
The ancestral witch is good in every way, but he is too arrogant. He is so arrogant that people don't like him. He still feels bad about having a holy status. It is simply unreasonable.
But he couldn't talk about this kind of topic, so he could only shake his head and remain silent.
"Okay, I have made my own decision. It's still early, so there is no need to think about this for the time being." Zhu Jiuyin was unable to persuade him, so he could only give up for the time being.
They broke up on bad terms, and friction arose over the choices of Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestral witches.
Xuanming Empress Tu Di Jiang and others felt that their elder brother had done the right thing, but Zhu Rong Gonggong and others were very proud.
Maybe they never suffered a big blow, which fueled their arrogance.
However, it will change. After the battle with the monsters slowly takes place and the damage is heavy, they will slowly accept it.
When the Lich and Lich clans were planning their own plans, when the confidence of the East China Sea prince surged, and when Zhunti was making money everywhere.
Zhen Yuanzi in Wuzhuangguan finally had to behead his body.
Kill two corpses.
Having previously had an epiphany in Taichu Realm, coupled with the solid accumulation during this period, and the sermons of Taozu, Zhen Yuanzi felt that the time had come for him to kill the corpse.
And recently he realized the Hongmeng Purple Qi and discovered that the number of corpses killed and the level of the realm are directly proportional to the fusion with the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
The more corpses you kill, the higher the realm, the more you will fuse with the Hongmeng Purple Qi. The lower the realm, the fewer corpses you kill, the less you will fuse with the Hongmeng Purple Qi.
Zhen Yuanzi has been a little confused recently. He doesn't know whether he should integrate the way of earth with the purple energy of Hongmeng or the way of life.
Fusion of Hongmeng Purple Qi can only fuse one kind of Tao, which makes it difficult for him to choose.
Taichu told him, don’t ask him if you ask your own heart, you need to make your own decision.
Therefore, he felt that there must be a mystery to the teacher's words, which he might not have thought of yet.