With this attitude, he actually wanted to get news about the master from himself, "I'm afraid you are just thinking nonsense."
Hongjun thought silently.
You are so arrogant and want to take action against me. There is really no way.
I'm afraid I'm thinking of eating shit.
This group of ancestral witches had beaten me very badly back then, so I had to settle the score.
Honestly.
He is very vindictive.
After hearing this, the faces of Di Jiang and other ancestral wizards changed greatly, "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, are you going too far?"
Completely disregarding the friendship back then?
He couldn't help but said: "Back then, when you were stationed in my Wu clan, we all helped you to train your body. You must be kind."
Hongjun: "..."
It's better not to mention this matter.
He felt sad when he mentioned this matter.
These are all things that happen when your cultivation level is low.
It’s considered black history.
but.
Now that he, Hongjun, is the ancestor of Taoism and the first 'saint' in the world, there should be no such dark history.
After thinking about this.
Hongjun couldn't help complaining: "Di Jiang, don't mention those days. If I hadn't practiced poorly in those days, how could I have been bullied by you?
How about we compete now?"
He chuckled and said, "Whether it's a physical comparison or a cultivation comparison, it's up to you, how about it?"
Di Jiang and others: "..."
He thought to himself: "You Hongjun, don't you think we are all fools? Do we seem to be fools who are easy to bully?"
No, absolutely not.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, how are you doing?"
Seeing Hongjun's shameless and indifferent expression, Di Jiang couldn't help but feel angry.
This guy.
It's really abominable.
Isn't he a saint?
When did the saint's character become so bad?
It really refreshed their outlook on the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they even regretted coming here.
"It's just as good as the physical body."
Hongjun said with a smile: "Ancestral witches, what do you think?"
Ancestral witches: "..."
For some reason, they suddenly wanted to kill Hongjun.
——Although this is just an idea and cannot be done, when those thoughts came together, Hongjun couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.
He couldn't help but wonder, "What are these ancestral witches doing again? Are they trying to take action against Pindao?"
Um?
That would be best.
He Hongjun will have a chance to take revenge.
It's better to repay it openly and openly, and you will definitely not be criticized by others.
"Maybe even Master will support me."
Hongjun thought to himself, "In this way, the revenge of being beaten up by their twelve ancestral witches back then will be avenged."
very nice.
but……
He didn't know how shameless Hongjun's expression was now in the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
They have all become saints.
To actually still think about what happened back then, with such a trivial attitude, is to be considered a saint.
Why don't you show some shame?
It was so thick that they almost couldn't recognize it.
actually.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches also knew that this guy Hongjun was just unhappy when they beat him.
However, who can know such a thing.
If they had known that Hongjun's future achievements would be so great and limitless, they wouldn't have beaten him up.
I guarantee that the food will be delicious and delicious, and Hongjun will never feel the slightest grievance.
It's really sad to live this life now.
They didn't expect this either.
Who knew that Hongjun still had the ability to spend thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi?
Misreading.
certainly.
It’s also dazzling.
This is really hard to accept.
To say there is no deep hatred between Hongjun and them, there is absolutely no such thing.
It was the shit that happened back then, plus it was Hongjun's dark history, that's why he was restrained by Hongjun.
If this happens, life will be even more difficult.
Hongjun was also very dissatisfied.
For the Twelve Ancestral Witches, even if they came here they could not understand the way of saints taught by Hongjun.
I don't even want to get involved in various disputes.
After all, even a fool can see that there will be great chaos in the prehistoric world in the future.
If you are not careful, the Witch Clan will also die.
Such thoughts cannot exist.
They just wanted to come to Jiang Chi to see where their path was and how to become stronger.
This is the result they want.
But.
Jiang Chi couldn't be found, so he had to look for him in Zixiao Palace.
It happened that I met Hongjun.
this……
Honestly.
Di Jiang and the others feel very regretful now.
"If we had been gentler or taken good care of him, maybe Hongjun wouldn't have this attitude."
"What's the use of talking about it now? It's all over."
"Yes, even if we regret each other, it seems to be of no use. The past has passed."
"..."
Even if they want to save something.
seem……
It has also become a thing of the past.
It has also become history.
It's long gone and no longer exists.
However, Hongjun still felt a little unhappy.
Even though he could see that the twelve ancestral witches felt regretful, so what?
snort!
Who told you that when you beat me Hongjun one by one, you didn't even give me face?
I thought I was easy to bully in the future.
Now you know the pot lid is hard.
"Ahem, fellow Taoist Hongjun."
After thinking for a moment, Di Jiang began to play the emotional card, "You also know that we have old friendships. Even if you don't care about this relationship, you also care about Senior Jiang's face, right?"
"emotion?"
Hongjun shook his head, "Emotions don't exist. The boat of friendship has capsized long ago. As for the sake of Master.
I must give Master some face. He was on good terms with your witch clan, but that was all in the past.
Let me tell you the truth.
You Wu Clan have your own way. You can go back and ask your God Father. According to the instructions of my master, you just need to carry out everything as usual.
It's about the future.
No one can say for sure, but...
You may not have a chance of survival..."
Twelve Ancestral Witches: "..."
They always felt that there was something in Hongjun's words, and this sentence made them all confused.
Can't you just explain it more clearly?
You have to be blinded.
I still have to say it in an ambiguous way.
Their ancestral witches are the masters of physical body cultivation, and they indeed have their own unique understanding of the physical body.
However, they are not good at this kind of brain teasers.
What future, what glimmer of hope?
Their heads were pounding when they heard it.
Even the red-earth ancestral witch who likes to think is confused at the moment and has no idea what Hongjun means.
"alright."
Hongjun waved his hand and continued: "What should be said, what should be warned, what should be concerned about, Pindao has already done.
Please leave."
Everyone: "..."
Any advice?
Are you concerned?
It seems there are none of these.
What exactly do you want to do?
For a while.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches became even more depressed.
Their faces couldn't help but twitch, and it was hard to look at them, as if they had great resentment towards Hongjun.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, don't be like this."
Di Jiang said: "We have met each other after all, can't you explain it more clearly?"
They really understood the road thing.
But everything else is a blur.
Could it be...
"It cannot be said, and it cannot be said."
Hongjun smiled and said: "You will know in the future, but don't worry, your lives are in the master's hands. If he doesn't let you die, you won't die."
Pooh!
What is immortal?
These words made their faces look ugly.
"This is all I have to say."
Now he doesn't want to deal with these ancestral witches anymore.
Not interesting.
Don't let yourself get beaten up.
Even if it’s just to have fun, that’s fine.
snort!
As expected, they are a bunch of ne’er-do-wells who only know how to take but don’t know how to pay.
Only the muscles are strong, but the brain is not bright at all.
Come to Zixiao Palace, everyone should at least get to know each other.
But when you twelve ancestral witches came over, you didn’t bring any gifts. This isn’t how you visit each other.
It's really too much.
unacceptable.
A bunch of bastards.
If you don't have a bright mind, you won't get any benefits.
But if you bring some gifts, I, Hongjun, can still drive you away.
Can you still remember the shit that happened back then?
well!
I don't know how to be a human being.
Hongjun looked depressed.
Back then, why did I get to know such a group of guys with simple minds and relatively developed limbs?
It's really annoying.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I wonder if Senior Jiang is willing to see us?"
Di Jiang hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "We said goodbye back then, and we haven't seen Senior Jiang for so many years.
I miss him very much, and I wonder if Fellow Daoist Hongjun could pass the news on his behalf and let us meet Senior Jiang?"
Hongjun: "..."
Want to meet your master?
Hongjun couldn't help but frown, "Di Jiang, I'm afraid you really want to eat shit."
"Fellow Taoist, how do you say this?"
Di Jiang's face darkened and he thought to himself, "Can't you Hongjun say something else?"
Really.
You know what you are saying. If I hadn't thought that your current cultivation level, Hongjun, was relatively strong and your physical body was more terrifying, we, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, would have pressed you to the ground and rubbed you.
Where can I find you calling me here?
"Since you can't see his old man, it means he doesn't want to see you."
Hongjun curled his lips and said, "So, aren't you thinking about what shit eats?"
It's not yet time, how can Master, the old man, see you?
"Fellow Taoist, is this true?"
Di Jiang was silent for a moment and asked: "Did we do something wrong that offended his old man?"
"How could I know this?"
Hongjun shook his head, "Master, only he himself knows the matters concerning his old man.
Besides, how can we guess the thoughts of a being like Master?
Just practice with peace of mind."
After finishing speaking.
Hongjun looked like he was seeing off his guests.
Anyway, these twelve ancestral witches will probably not come for the second sermon and the third sermon later.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, thank you very much."
No matter what, Hongjun still thanked him and said, "If you go to the wilderness in the future, you must go to our Wu clan to sit down."
"Will you still beat me?"
Hongjun asked with a smile.
Ancestral witches: "..."
Ahem!
For a moment, they were so choked that they almost choked to death.
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."
Di Jiang responded quickly, "You are a saint, a superior being, we are just a group of ants.
Ahem!
You, old man, don't want to be familiar with us.
How is it?"
Suddenly, Hongjun stared at Di Jiang and others for a long time.
After a while.
He then said quietly: "Di Jiang, your shameless behavior really puts this poor man to shame."
"To each other, fellow Taoist Hongjun, you are not simple either."
Di Jiang smiled back.
You, Hongjun, are also a shameless guy.
Don't think I don't know.
Hongjun: "..."
Damn it, I really want to be ridiculed?
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