Honghuang: My understanding is contrary to heaven, I refuse to accept disciples from Tongtian

Because the contradictions between the two Lich clans have become deeper and deeper over the years, the demon clan has frequently attacked the desolate land.

As a result, the Wu clan had to deal with it, and set up a clan in the desolate land, which was guarded by eleven ancestral witches, and another ancestral witch was seated in Buzhou Mountain.

Nowadays, the ancestral witches left on Buzhou Mountain happen to be the back soil.

Seeing Houtu appear, all the Wu clans, including Kuafu, showed respect, and then bowed down and retreated, leaving space for Houtu and Han Yuan.

After the witches left, Houtu slowly walked forward and came to Han Yuan.

"I just felt a hint of the Father's breath from you. "

Hearing this, Han Yuan's expression moved.

It must have been a breakthrough in his own body, and when he spied on Pangu when he opened the sky, he leaked a trace of the prison energy of Pangu Town, which was noticed by Houtu.

However, Han Yuan didn't panic, after all, with his relationship with the Wu Clan, there were some things he didn't want to say, and the Wu Clan wouldn't force it.

So after hearing Houtu's words, Han Yuan just nodded calmly, but then didn't say much.

Seeing this, Houtu really didn't continue to ask.

It wasn't until the two were silent for a long time that Houtu spoke again.

"I want to have a physical encounter with you. "

Han Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then agreed.

It's a rare opportunity to be able to learn from the ancestors.

Even if it was a mayfly shaking a tree, Han Yuan also yearned for it.

Immediately, Han Yuan put on a posture, and Houtu also suppressed his cultivation to the extreme, and fought with each other.

......

Half a day later, Han Yuan's body was covered in bruises, his flesh was shattered, and even his five internal organs, which had been perfected, were exposed.

But Han Yuan smiled happily.

Because of this battle, he had a deeper understanding of the ancestral witch's physical body.

Because of this battle, his perception of Pangu Town Prison has been much broader.

Because of this battle, he has a deeper understanding of his own shortcomings.

All in all, although this battle made Han Yuan look up to the gap between the quasi-saint power and himself.

However, Han Yuan did not have any decline, on the contrary, his heart towards the Dao became clearer and firmer.

One day, if he can achieve quasi-sainthood, he will definitely return to the poor and fight with Houtu again to make up for today's defeat.

Equally.

After this battle, Houtu was also moved by Han Yuan's indomitable will.

Especially after seeing Han Yuan falling down again and again, getting up again and again, checking and filling in the gaps, and the scene of high morale in the battle with her, she seemed to see the backbone of the Wu clan and the spirit of Pangu.

All this moved Houtu.

Ten years later.

Han Yuan repaired his injuries and was invited to the Pangu Hall by Houtu.

Although the two are far apart in cultivation, status, and race.

But when they get along, they are as close to nature as old friends.

After that, Han Yuan even took out a few jars of Lieyang Spring to drink with Houtu, and Houtu also took out a lot of unique spiritual fruits from Buzhou Mountain, as well as witch wine brewed by the Wu clan to entertain Han Yuan.

The two of them drank alcohol, both using mana.

So half a month later, both parties had a desire to drink.

Han Yuan took advantage of the wine, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with slightly red cheeks and slightly drunk eyes, and spoke softly.

"Can the Ancestral Witch think about the way forward?".

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Houtu take another drink, Han Yuan immediately followed.

"The future of the Wu clan, the future of the ancestral witches, the future of the wilderness!"

Hou Tu's face showed surprise, but seeing Han Yuan's serious face, she also put down the wine cup in her hand, and also showed a straight face, waiting for Han Yuan's later words.

"The two lich clans are now the protagonists of the desolate heaven. "

"In the future war, if the Wu Clan wins and becomes the only protagonist of the flood wilderness, you can naturally sit back and relax. "

"But if the demon clan profits, or even the lich loses, then shouldn't Daoyou think about the future? "

"For example, in the face of the worst outcome, how can Daoyou protect the Wu Clan?"

The words fell.

Hou Tu frowned slightly, because in her impression, the Wu Clan had her eleven brothers and dozens of great witches, hundreds of millions of people, and in the face of the Demon Clan, she would definitely not lose.

If others dared to speak like Han Yuan, she was afraid that she would have slapped the other party in the dust.

But now that Han Yuan said this, Houtu showed a look of thought again after being displeased.

Houtu Ancestor Witch is the most tranquil among the twelve Ancestor Witches and does not like to fight.

Therefore, she is also the most sober-minded of the twelve ancestral witches.

Although the Wu clan is powerful at the moment, it seems to be evenly matched with the demon clan.

But now the demon clan is also constantly preparing to strengthen itself.

In time, if a big war really breaks out between the two races, it is really difficult to determine which one is stronger and which is weaker.

In this case, it seems that there is some reason to plan for the future of the Wu clan in advance.

It's just that the twelve of them are already ancestors who are comparable to the quasi-saint level.

If you want to protect the Wu Clan, isn't this strength enough?

Hou Tu did not feel superior because of his profound cultivation, but took the initiative to ask Han Yuan a question.

Han Yuan was not stingy, and immediately spoke.

"Quasi-saints are strong, but there are saints on them. "

"Now the saint is not visible because the time is not coming. "

"But if the two lich clans start a war, how can the saint sit idly by, and how can he not end up calculating?"

"Therefore, in order to protect the Wu clan, the ancestral witch must go further, that is, become holy!"

Hear the words.

The look of surprise on Hou Tu's face was even stronger.

"There are seven Heavenly Dao saints, and now they have all returned to their positions, there is only one red cloud, and there is still a Hongmeng purple qi in his hand, or he can plan something. "

"Could it be that Xiaoyou wants me to rob Hongyun's Hongmeng purple qi?"

Han Yuan smiled, then shook his head.

"The way of the ancestors is not in the sky, but on the earth. "

"If the Ancestral Witch is interested, you can go to the Netherworld and explore on your own. "

Isn't heaven on earth, in the underworld?

Houtu carefully tasted Han Yuan's answer, and soon, her eyes became clearer and brighter.

And at this time, Han Yuan did not disturb Houtu.

After mentioning the point, he used his mana to disperse the alcohol and left the Pangu Palace.