One after another, curious and expectant eyes fell on Xuan Qing.
Xuan Qing suppressed the twitching of his eyebrows, smiled and clasped his fists at the ancestral wizards: "I have never met you, and you are definitely not my heirs. It seems that you have found the wrong person, Wang Mo, see you off!"
After saying that, Xuan Qing turned around and strode towards Taolin.
My father and your sister...
I didn't even dare to deal with the slightly powerful Qi Practitioner, just to avoid the cause and effect, but now it's good, twelve children came to me at once!
If this were reversed, if these twelve people had done something outside, wouldn't I have caused a lot of trouble at once?
Maybe you can't even survive the Lich Tribulation, so how can you be safe?
Therefore, Xuan Qing just wants to escape as soon as possible!
Without any hesitation, escape from here as soon as possible and never have anything to do with these people again.
"Father God!"
Led by Di Jiang, the Twelve Ancestral Witches once again followed Xuan Qing's gaze and knelt down.
I... Xuanqing glared at the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I can't escape, can I?
Xuan Qing really wanted to dodge with a slap, activate Taiyi Immortal's cultivation, and kill all these guys.
But in that case, who knows what kind of forces are behind these guys, which may cause greater karma than admitting their son and daughter.
"I am not your Father God!"
Xuan Qing stood in front of the ancestral witch and said with a bitter look on his face.
Hou Tu quickly said: "Father God, no, senior, we may have made a mistake, but you do have the aura of Father God in you. Can you give us some pointers?"
"Please God Father for guidance!" The ancestral wizards all clasped their fists towards Xuan Qing.
The ancestral witch, who had always been unruly, showed no signs of being unruly now.
The person in front of them is their Father God.
The Witch Clan worships the strong and divides people into superiors and inferiors based on their bloodline.
Therefore, the ancestral witches are superior, the great witches manage the tribe, and the ordinary witches are all warriors.
Now, when meeting God the Father, each of the ancestral witches is more respectful than the other.
Xuanqing looked at these ancestral witches speechlessly. Are they relying on me?
"Get up."
"Thank you father..."
"You can only call me senior!" Xuan Qing said quickly.
"Thank you, senior!" The twelve ancestral witches stood up one by one, with happy smiles on their faces.
In any case, this shows that God the Father has initially accepted them!
Di Jiang winked at Xuan Ming and Hou Tu. These two sisters, who were able to practice Taoism, had a better understanding of the way of heaven and the general trend of heaven and earth than other witch clans, and their tempers were relatively gentle.
It is the most appropriate choice for the two sisters to come forward and ask.
"sit down."
Xuanqing sat down depressedly under the willow tree and said to the ancestral wizard.
The ancestral wizards were all overjoyed. They all sat cross-legged in front of Xuan Qing, staring at Xuan Qing intently and expectantly.
Xuan Qing's brows couldn't help but twitch again.
This scene, when those cubs came to learn from me and listened to my stories, was almost like this...
These guys, each of them more than two meters tall and muscular, do they really think of themselves as children?
"Tell me what you want to point out. If you know it, I will try my best to tell you."
Xuan Qing forced a smile and said.
When I finish speaking, you should get out of here and never let me meet you again!
The twelve ancestral witches all had ecstatic and innocent smiles on their faces.
This is a gift from God the Father!
If you know anything, you will tell us everything!
Xuan Ming happily clasped her fists towards Xuan Qing and said, "Senior, the Demon Court has been established, do you know?"
As soon as the question came out of his mouth, Xuan Ming wanted to slap himself in the face, this was God the Father!
This world was opened up by God the Father. What else is there that God the Father doesn’t know?
"I know." Xuan Qing put away his smile and nodded lightly.
You can't act too friendly anymore, these guys are all out of their minds, they definitely open a dyeing shop just for some color.
Xuan Ming thought for a while and asked cautiously this time: "Senior, we are not the Demon Clan. Now that the Demon Clan has established the Heavenly Court and has been recognized by Heaven, will the Demon Clan rule this world in the future?"
Not a demon clan... With such a figure, he doesn't have much cultivation, so he is a human clan?
Xuan Qing suddenly realized!
In the past tens of thousands of years of cultivation, Xuanqing has been moving himself closer to the human race, consciously or unconsciously, and adjusting the innate and acquired aura in his body. Now he is almost reaching a state of balance. Speaking of it, the aura he exudes is not much different from that of a normal human race. .
Is this why these humans think they are God the Father?
The twelve ancestral witches all opened their eyes wide, looking at Xuan Qing nervously and expectantly.
Xuanqing was also thinking quickly.
The only saint in the Demon Court is Nuwa, but the Demon Court ignored the reputation of this saint and instead used the human race created by Nuwa to refine the witch-slaying sword, thus offending the Nuwa Empress and Fuxi, a crazy sister-protector. The demon was reincarnated as a result, and the demon court gradually declined without the protection of the saint.
It can be seen that Nuwa Empress has always been towards the human race.
Then, if you give the humans some pointers, even if the saint Nuwa hears it, she probably won't come to deal with you.
As for the others in Demon Court, Emperor Jun Kunpeng and the like are indeed very powerful, but they are not saints and cannot deduce his words through the way of heaven, so there is no need to worry.
"The first thing you have to do next is to ensure your own safety." Xuan Qing warned.
Queen Mother of the West, Qingluan and Si Xiang looked at each other. It was indeed the standard answer that belonged to Master.
"Senior, how can we ensure safety?" Xuan Ming then asked.
Hiding... Qingluan opened his mouth but made no sound.
"Hide it!" Xuan Qing said firmly.
A proud smile suddenly appeared on Qingluan's face.
Queen Mother Xi almost covered her face with a slap, but she thought of standing behind the master and barely giving him a bit of a reputation. She definitely couldn't embarrass the master in front of the ancestral witch.
Let the ancestral witch hide...
"Hide it..." The twelve ancestral witches looked at each other.
Let them, who have always been good at fighting and solve everything with fighting, hide themselves. This... this advice, even Xuan Ming and Hou Tu found it very unreliable.
Besides, the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan are already enemies. It’s enough for a few Witch Clan to hide. Do we want all the Witch Clan to hide?
Hou Tu adjusted his mentality and asked with a smile: "Senior, after hiding, will it be safe?"
Who can guarantee this?
I know that Kunlun Mountain was not destroyed by the war, but I don’t know about other places.
Besides, Tao Ancestor has changed the head of the female immortals from the Queen Mother of the West to the Golden Mother of the Yaochi. Maybe West Kunlun is no longer safe!
"There is no absolutely safe way." Xuan Qing adjusted his sitting position and said seriously: "But this is the safest way I can think of. Is it possible that you still want to join the war?"
Join the war?
What a great feeling!
The twelve ancestral witches became excited one by one.
Participating in war is an instinct engraved in one's bones. If a problem can be solved by fighting, is there any need to solve it with other problems?
