Fox Ancestor believes in possible disasters in the future, which is a good start.
It’s just that it’s not that easy to convince Fox Ancestor!
Because dozens of lives are involved here.
In order to prevent Hongjun from suspecting, Wang Ping could not take action and could only rely on the Fox Clan.
If you want to use the power of the quasi-saint to fight against the saint, you must use his Sky Fox Fantasy God Formation, but the price is the blood sacrifice of dozens of quasi-saints.
Are the people of the Fox Clan willing to make such a big sacrifice?
With his mind spinning, Wang Ping spoke slowly and step by step as he looked at Fox Ancestor with an expectant look on his face.
"If the Fox Clan wants to survive this calamity, it must be done by a saint. As long as there are saints to protect it, the Fox Clan can continue to exist."
After being stunned for a moment, Fox Ancestor murmured in surprise: "Saint?"
"Well, this is the only hope. The saint transcends the three realms and is no longer in the five elements. His strength is beyond imagination."
Wang Ping nodded affirmatively and promised.
His eyes flashed, and Fox Ancestor immediately asked: "Dare you ask Brother Ping, what do you want, fellow Taoist Brother Ping, to be willing to protect my Fox clan?"
"Ahem, well, my master is not a saint. You have to find other saints who are saints."
Wang Ping interrupted with a slight cough. He wanted to say it directly and let him go to the Supreme Leader.
What did this Fox Ancestor think? He even thought of looking for him.
Although he beat Sanqing and they lost their temper before, now they have become saints!
"A saint? But it's not that easy to ask a saint for help."
Looking at Wang Ping, Fox Ancestor said uncertainly.
Just hearing the word "saint" gives rise to an inexplicable feeling of being unattainable.
Wang Ping nodded and said: "Yes, but for the future of the Fox clan, you have no choice. Didn't that person come to Qingqiu before? Maybe you can give it a try."
"And I have a great trick here that can tie you, the Fox Clan, and the Saint into the same boat."
With a hint of surprise in his eyes, Fox Ancestor immediately thought of who Wang Ping was talking about.
Since the other party has stayed in Qingqiu for a while, he must have a good impression of Qingqiu.
If you ask for help and you don't see it, you will definitely refuse.
Moreover, the Sky-Exploding Demon General said that he had an excellent plan here.
After thinking about it, Ancestor Fox showed a trace of doubt again, why did the Demon General Zha Tian help Qingqiu like this?
He ran over and told her this, what was his purpose.
He, Qingqiu, seems to have never had much dealings with this Sky-Exploding Demon General before!
After thinking about it, Ancestor Fox tentatively asked.
This naturally didn't bother Wang Ping, so he made up an excuse casually.
"The thing I can't let go of the most is actually my daughter, that little fox."
"After I picked her up, she has been living with me. She is not my biological child, but better than my biological child. I am willing to use everything I have to exchange for her peace and happiness."
"But Master told me that I couldn't stay out of the catastrophe, and he wouldn't help me look after the little fox. After thinking about it again and again, I came to Qingqiu."
Wang Ping was talking nonsense in a serious manner, making it look more like the truth than the truth.
Ancestor Fox looked at Wang Ping for a while, nodded and said: "I see, I never expected that the relationship between you and your daughter, Demon General, is so deep."
"Who says it's not the case? I don't care about the catastrophe or anything like that. I just can't let go of her."
Wang Ping pretended to sigh, the expression on his face was quite right.
Originally, Ancestor Fox was only slightly confused, but seeing that what Wang Ping said was reasonable, he didn't say anything.
Thinking of this, Ancestor Fox quickly asked about the plan Wang Ping mentioned just now.
"I have a large formation here that my master taught me. I can use it to trap the saint for a period of time and confuse the saint's mind."
"And my plan is to make your fox tribe's women pregnant with the saint's child. In fact, I have already chosen this candidate, she is my daughter."
Wang Ping did not hide anything and explained to Fox Ancestor.
After being stunned for a moment, Ancestor Fox’s eyes lit up. What a great idea!
As expected of the famous Taoist Brother Ping, I dare to think so.
But then Fox Ancestor thought of another problem, the formation that trapped the saint and made him lose his mind.
This kind of terrifying formation can only be accomplished by Brother Ping, who is not a saint but is no less famous than a saint.
"The plan is very good, and your wife's status is worthy of being a saint."
After hearing what Wang Ping said, Fox Ancestor nodded in agreement.
Wang Ping smiled and asked: "May I ask Ancestor Fox, how many quasi-sages are there in the clan?"
"Including me, there are seven of them. What, is there any problem?"
Looking at Wang Ping doubtfully, Fox Ancestor asked.
Wang Ping pretended to have a look of embarrassment on his face, and his expression changed tangledly for a long time. When Ancestor Fox couldn't wait any longer, he spoke slowly.
"To be honest, saints are not that easy to deal with. Although I have a large formation arranged by Master here, this large formation is not that easy to use."
"If you want to use this formation to deal with the saint, you will need seven or forty-nine quasi-holy blood sacrifice formations."
As soon as these words came out, Fox Ancestor was stunned and stunned.
What a joke, the forty-nine quasi-holy blood sacrifices, quasi-saints are just cabbage!
He, the Fox Ancestor, could only make a fortune with two hands, so where could he find so many quasi-sages?
And this is a quasi-holy blood sacrifice. The so-called blood sacrifice means sacrifice and death.
No one, living well, can't think about dying.
"Demon General, I'm afraid this is going to be very difficult. Even if we, the Fox Clan, are willing to sacrifice in order to survive, we still can't get so many quasi-Saint Clan members!"
Looking at Wang Ping, Fox Ancestor smiled bitterly.
Wang Ping nodded: "I know this, and I will spare no effort to provide support so that the Fox Clan will have more quasi-sages."
"Ancestor Fox, you should know that I am a weapon refiner, but you don't know that I am actually an alchemist."
With a hint of astonishment in his eyes, Fox Ancestor looked at Wang Ping: "You know how to make elixirs?"
"Well, the skills are pretty good, and those people in the blood sacrifice formation will not die. My master said that after the catastrophe, he will help resurrect them."
Seeing that Fox Ancestor seemed quite interested, Wang Ping threw out another bait.
Ancestor Fox was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. Can he still be resurrected?
If you say so, wouldn't it mean that the Fox Clan can greatly increase the strength of the clan without taking any risks at all?
The only price is that those bloodstained quasi-sages may have to lie dormant for a period of time before reappearing after a catastrophe.
Fox Ancestor had no doubts about what Wang Ping said.
What he believed in was not the Sky-Exploding Demon General in front of him, but fellow Taoist Brother Ping.
As long as it is that fellow Taoist, everything is possible.
"I have already told you the method. Ancestor Fox, you can summon your clan members to discuss it. Whether it is true or not, you will definitely know in the future."
"I won't force you. Starting now, I can refine elixirs for you to help your Fox clan improve their strength."
"When the precursors of the catastrophe occur in the future, you will decide whether to implement this plan. With all due respect, many ethnic groups will become extinct during this catastrophe."
Wang Ping looked at Fox Ancestor with a smile and said calmly.
Ancestor Hu nodded: "Brother Ping said it, of course I believe it, but after all, this matter is of great importance, and I need to discuss it with everyone."
"Of course it's no problem. Taking advantage of the time, Demon Saint Shang Yang and I will enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qingqiu."
Wang Ping smiled and agreed. With such a great benefit, no one in the Fox Clan would refuse it as long as they were not stupid.
