Chapter 308 Ancestral Witch Baby, Zu Witch Baby, Twelve Melons on a Tree
"A title is nothing more than a symbol. As long as it can be distinguished, it is fine. It is not a wise man to be entangled in such side branches."
She quickly returned to her expert demeanor. She couldn't say that when her master told her these things, she never thought about why it was the [Dragon and Phoenix] childhood era instead of the [Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin] childhood era.
?
"That's what Miss Zhao taught you." Luo Shi smiled.
Zhao Wumian cleared his throat. Just as the spirit tea was ready, he showed off some tea art.
She took a sip of spiritual tea, moistened her throat, and then said casually: "There is nothing to say about [Dragon and Phoenix]'s childhood. It was just a group of mythical beasts fighting each other for territory, and in the end they both died. Let's talk about it.
The origin of the Twelve Ancestral Witches."
In [Canglan], the twelve ancestral witches are not born from the flesh and blood of [Pangu]... Xiao Luo privately would like to hear what the new version is.
"According to legend, during [Dragon and Phoenix]'s childhood, [Yuanfeng] and [Shi Qilin] had a devastating battle on the earth. That battle caused the earth to fall apart, and the deep sea water flowed back and flooded the surrounding areas. Right here.
At that time, a crack appeared in Xiniu Hezhou, and a woodcutter who went up the mountain to cut firewood accidentally fell into it and fell into the abyss..."
"Hey, [Longfeng] has been a human race since he was a child." Xiao Luo couldn't help but blinked his eyes.
Why is it such a detail issue again... When I listened to Teacher Tianzun telling stories before, I didn't even ask if it was good or not!
However, Miss Zhao could answer this question. She said with confidence: "The human race has existed since ancient times. The [Era of Emperor Wa] ended, a new era was born, and all things grew naturally. Of course, there are also humans! However, the human race has a very small population in the early stage, and its own
You are so weak that the sky, the earth and the ocean are ruled by mythical beasts... It's just that you have little talent and little knowledge."
"What happened to that woodcutter?" Xiao Luo smiled indifferently.
Zhao Wumian shook his fan and said, "Later, the woodcutter was trapped in the abyss of the earth. When he was about to die, he walked in front of a Chaos Divine Tree. He saw divine lights all around. There were no more and no less on the tree. It was just right.
There are twelve innate spirit gourds! The twelve innate spirit gourds have strong life energy, and there are spiritual fetuses hidden in the gourds. The woodcutter did not dare to blaspheme, but just broke some vines and sucked the sap.
Make a living from this..."
Xiao Luo's expression gradually became weird...Twelve gourds, woodcutter?
But listening to the book does not interrupt.
"The woodcutter knew that the twelve gourds were godsends, so he made up his mind to guard the twelve gourds until the life inside them was successfully conceived. During that time, the woodcutter drank the sap of the sacred tree every day.
Due to the relationship, the body continued to improve, and the longevity continued to increase. Although the woodcutter did not understand the method of cultivation, he was buried in an unfathomable state because of the sacred tree. One day in the cave, a thousand years have passed in the world, and suddenly one day
, the first gourd fell to the ground and turned into a child. The child had the head of an animal and the body of a human body. He was covered in red scales and had fire snakes pierced in his ears. He was like a son of fire. Later, the woodcutter named him [Zhurong]."
Xiao Luo just blinked his eyes, which of the gourd babies can breathe fire...
"Yes, this strange child born at the beginning will be the future ancestral witch [Zhurong]!" Zhao Wumian chuckled at this time: "As for the remaining eleven gourds, they each landed after that,
When they grow up, they will become the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan era."
Xiao Luo couldn't help but rub his eyebrows. The script of "The Era of the Witch Clan" was really written by Alaya... How willful was he to write the Twelve Ancestral Witches as calabash dolls?
However, they are somewhat similar in that they are born with various supernatural powers.
"I have a question." Xiao Luo thought for a while.
Zhao Wumian said: "I know what you are wondering about. You are wondering, since the twelve ancestral witches were born from the Chaos Gourd Sacred Tree, how did they become the ancestral witches of the Wu Clan and even create the era of the Wu Clan, right?
"
Xiao Luo said privately: "I want to know about the woodcutter."
"..." Miss Zhao just pretended that she didn't hear anything at all, "Actually, the so-called witch clan is just a tribe that split from the human race! At first, after the twelve ancestral witches grew up, they walked on the earth.
.At that time, the three clans of dragon, phoenix and unicorn were in decline, and the demon clan began to become the protagonist in the world. In front of the demon clan, the human race was like an animal. The twelfth ancestor Wu cherished the kindness of the woodcutter in taking care of him, so he used his magical power to save the human race. Later, he was
The human race that was rescued became the masters of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, gave up their identity as a human race, and called themselves [Witches]... This was the origin of the original [Witch Race]."
"woodcutter……"
"Although they claim to be [Witch Clan], they are just ordinary people." Miss Zhao shook her fan and turned away from Xiao Luo's private eyes and said to herself: "How insignificant were they before the Monster Clan? The Twelve Ancestors
The witches gave their essence and blood to some [Witch Clan] so that they could master some magical powers. After many generations of reproduction, the bloodline of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was passed down."
"Ancestral Spirit Hall?" Xiao Luo was already familiar with Miss Zhao's opening method.
"Well, that's what I was about to say." Zhao Wumian nodded with satisfaction, "The Ancestral Spirit Hall is actually a heritage hall built by the Twelve Ancestral Witches who spent countless time and effort. Where is it?
It has the Chaos Gourd Divine Tree that originally gave birth to the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The Divine Tree has never produced similar gourds since it gave birth to twelve innate spiritual gourds, but it can bear another kind of divine tree.
Fruit, as long as one eats a divine fruit, even ordinary people will have incredible supernatural powers. If it is a person with supernatural powers, it can even make a qualitative change in a person's supernatural powers... Theoretically,
Anyone who has entered the ancestral temple and obtained the divine fruit will have the potential to grow as powerful as the ancestral witch, but each person can only take one divine fruit."
"..." Xiao Luo thought for a while and said: "Will this magical fruit bring side effects to people, such as not touching water after eating it?"
"Water?" Zhao Wumian frowned subconsciously, "I have never heard of it. Besides, since it is the supreme divine fruit and has been blessed by heaven and earth, how can it have any side effects?"
"That's true." Xiao Luo smiled slightly, "The origin of the Ancestral Spirit Palace is really... surprising."
Zhao Wumian said seriously at this time: "Okay, I have told you about the origin of the Ancestral Spirit Hall, and even told you a lot about the historical text. As the saying goes, courtesy reciprocates, should you tell me the relationship between [Guishenxu] and
Details of [Valley of the First Born].”
"[Guishenxu]..." Xiao Luo privately blinked at this moment, "I did not participate."
"Where is [Valley of the Newborn]?" Miss Zhao suppressed her displeasure.
Xiao Luo thought for a while and said: "I basically played a role in the whole process of [Valley of the Newborn]. Mr. Vega was the one taking the lead, and he didn't participate much."
"You're just going to cooperate with me like this?" Zhao Wumian sneered instantly, "No one has ever benefited from me for nothing."
Xiao Luo privately said casually: "Don't worry, Miss Zhao, I come here with sincerity."
With that said, Xiao Luo turned his palm lightly, and a simple square wooden box appeared in his palm... The box was pushed in front of Zhao Wumian.
"What is this?" It's not like Miss Zhao has never seen good things before, she just frowned and looked indifferent.
"I got this by accident in the [Valley of First Birth]." Xiao Luo privately said seriously at this time: "It is in a Waxi ancestral temple. This box is said to have been left by the great god Fuxi."
Miss Zhao looked at Xiao Luo privately without blinking. She could not tell the authenticity from the fake...but between the tentacles of the square box, she could feel the extraordinary origin of the box.
"Is this box actually made of Jianmu?" Zhao Wumian's heart moved, and he was slightly surprised: "I have seen half of ancient Jianmu in Master's treasure house, and the quality is not even as good as the one on this box. Master also
I never thought about what to use the half of the building wood to build, so I kept it, which shows how precious the building wood is..."
The boxes used to store things are made of god-level materials, and the thing inside is... one, a wooden fish?
"Why is the wooden fish left by the Great God Fuxi?" Zhao Wumian said in disbelief: "And it's still so crudely made... It's just an ordinary willow at most!"
"Yeah, it's really strange." Xiao Luo sighed privately: "Maybe it's because I'm not very talented and knowledgeable, so I can't figure out the mystery of this wooden fish."
"Is this wooden fish really packed in this wooden box?" Zhao Wumian said calmly: "Are you sure you didn't put it in?"
Xiao Luo privately said seriously: "If Miss Zhao doesn't believe it, you can use any method you like to make me guarantee it."
"Okay, I believe you...this time." Zhao Wumian nodded.
I don’t care about the wooden fish, but the box itself is already infinitely valuable... The Dao pattern is definitely not worth it, but there is still no problem with one or two thousand Dao rhymes.
She gave A Fei a second awakening and lost a lot. This box can just restore some blood. In the future, whether it is dedicated to the teacher or auctioned, Daoyun can always be cashed out.
As for this wooden fish... How come there are Buddhist things in [Era of Emperor Wa]? Do you want to show it to the teacher?
Therefore, as a capitalist, Ms. Zhao instantly forgot all her unhappiness and readily signed a verbal agreement with Xiao Luo Private R for mutual benefit and seamless cooperation.
"As for the opening of the ancestral temple, you will naturally know when the time comes. Since you also hold the ancestral temple token in your hand, you will be indispensable by then. Don't worry, I can't trick you. But now is indeed the time.
Come on, even if I say it, you won’t understand.”
"It's already a big gain to get Miss Zhao's consent." Xiao Luo smiled politely, "According to what I said, if you give Ah Fei another Zhoutian Formation, he will be able to awaken his second awakening...
Then, I won’t disturb you today.”
Zhao Wumian didn't give it away.
After Xiao Luo left privately, Miss Zhao quickly took out a mirror and looked around herself back and forth for a long time... This mirror can reveal all hidden things.
"It seems that he has really gone far."
Miss Zhao took the mirror back with satisfaction and chuckled: "I don't know if you are really smart or stupid. It is just a verbal agreement. Do you really think it is that simple to cooperate with me?"
She shook her head, knowing that the other party actually didn't care about this kind of verbal agreement, but it was just like this when talking about business. When it was good, it was stronger than any contract.
"Is it true that one more Zhou Tianxing Dou will be enough for Ah Fa to awaken for the second time?"
Zhao Wumian was deeply suspicious of this... But anyway, as long as Ah Fei didn't wake up, she would continue to invest. After investing so much, there was no room to stop the loss!
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On the stone steps and in the square, I could see the shamans of Houyi tribe sitting next to each other... They stretched out their hands, vibrated their bodies, and made sounds like "wow, wah, wah" in their mouths.
This is some kind of prayer.
Song Jiaoxi, who has done a lot of research on the Wu language, was translating carefully and was not busy using his camera to take pictures of the scene here.
Especially Chang'e, who is the officiant this time, from her costumes, witchcraft dances, to the details of the ceremony, I don't want to miss any of it.
In this square, there are even several giants who are also performing prayers and sacrifices at this time. They should be people from the Kuafu tribe... But among these giants, there seems to be no leader of the Kuafu tribe [Kuafu]...
…The leaders of other tribes are also almost missing.
Even the great witch Houyi was not part of this ceremony.
The camera moved, and suddenly a ghost face was reflected in the camera. Teacher Song was startled, and subconsciously looked up, only to see that the figure had disappeared.
"That person seems to have been brought by Zhao Wumian..." Professor Song couldn't help but ponder.
A figure came quietly.
"To offer sacrifices to the sky, kneel down to the earth, and kowtow to the ancestors' spirits... When the time comes, please go to the sky and ask for God's blessing. I hope that they will live and fear their spasms, get rid of disasters, and be happy and prosperous..."
Song Jiaoxi turned around in astonishment, and Xiao Luo Private stood quietly beside her.
He whispered: "Am I good at translating...their prayers?"
"It's okay." Teacher Song couldn't help but frowned, "However, the two grammar notes I gave you don't have such a complicated structure... Don't tell me, you only have a few days to do this.
It was deduced in reverse.”
"It seems like we are about to enter the next section of the ceremony." Xiao Luo suddenly said.
Teacher Song quickly raised the camera and took continuous pictures... As she kept taking pictures, her mind was no longer on the camera. She rarely got distracted in the field of work that she should be focusing on.
"Don't think too much." Xiao Luo whispered privately: "After leaving the ruins, whether it is terminated or anything else, at least now we are still in the ruins, and I will still be your assistant."
Song Jiaoxi suddenly stopped and looked at Xiao Luo privately very seriously. He was silent for a while and then slowly asked: "Is this considered a proactive apology? Logically speaking, I am the one who made the attack for no reason, why do you want to
Taking the initiative to apologize? Do you think I am the kind of woman who gets angry without being reasonable? Or do you think that no matter what I do to you, as long as you take the initiative to apologize first, the problem will be solved? It seems that men like this...
…”
Xiao Luo privately blinked and said, "Then what does Miss Song think I should do."
"Actually, you don't have to do anything." Song Ying 2.0 breathed out slowly at this time, but bowed deeply and said: "I'm sorry, I should be the one to apologize... I was feeling a little uncomfortable at the time.
Okay, that’s why I’m attacking you.”
As for why he was in a bad mood, Xiao Luo did not ask.
He just kindly reminded: "This ceremony is about to end."
"ah!"
I saw Professor Song hurriedly raising the camera again... At this time, she entered a state of concentration in a second.
As an assistant, Xiao Luo naturally helped her lift the backpack.
Her shoulders suddenly relaxed, and her mood seemed to be much more relaxed.
Everything...is getting better.
"That's right." In a completely relaxed state, Professor Song turned around and said: "If you didn't have a fiancée, would you consider pursuing me?"
