Zixiao Palace.
"Teacher." Haotian and Yaochi arrived together and saluted the ancestor Hongjun.
Patriarch Hongjun nodded slowly: "That...ahem...that fellow Taoist has returned to West Kunlun. You can go there for me."
"Take a trip?" Yaochi asked, "Teacher, what do we need to do?"
do what? Ancestor Hongjun doesn’t know either.
In Sanqian Daolin's scroll, Hou Yi shoots the sun, Chang'e ascends to heaven, and then the war between lich and witches breaks out.
Hou Yi was just a great witch, and although Chang'e was Xi He's personal maid, she was taken over by Xi He to please Nuwa, and had no close relationship with Xi He.
The Golden Crow fell, and the Demon Court began a full-scale war. It was a very simple logic, and Patriarch Hongjun could certainly think of this.
But why is it said that Hou Yi's shooting of the sun and Chang'e's ascension to heaven were the triggers for the full-scale outbreak of the Lich War?
"Ask about Hou Yi." Patriarch Hongjun said.
"Hou Yi?" Haotian looked at Yaochi and saw Yaochi shaking his head slightly.
None of them had heard of Hou Yi.
"He is a great witch from the Wu Clan." Patriarch Hongjun explained.
Yaochi and Haotian stood up, clasped their fists and said, "Disciple, I obey."
Ancestor Hongjun smiled and nodded, then waved his hand and sent the two of them out of Zixiao Palace.
Thousands of years have passed, and Yaochi has transformed from the little girl she was back then into a tall and graceful young lady.
"Junior sister, let's go." Haotian smiled slightly, urged Jin Yun, and led Yaochi to run towards the ground quickly.
…
The great witch Houyi sat blankly.
Not far away from the opposite side is the prehistoric world. It is said that except for the sun goddess Xihe, the most beautiful woman.
Hou Yi didn't think so at all.
Compared to the weak little girl who hugs the rabbit all day long, he prefers the tall and powerful Wu Clan woman.
Hou Yi stood up and strode outside.
Hou Yi left the tribe and started running through the mountains and rivers.
In a short time, Hou Yi ran thousands of miles and arrived at the ancestral land of the witch clan where the twelve ancestral witches lived.
"Houyi of the Wu Clan, pays homage to the Twelve Ancestor Gods!"
Hou Yi stood outside the ancestral land and shouted loudly.
"Come in." A soft voice came. Hou Yi's face lit up and he strode inside.
"Sit down." Hou Tu smiled and nodded towards Hou Yi.
"Thank you all ancestors!" Hou Yi bowed again and then sat down.
"Well done!" Zhu Jiuyin nodded towards Hou Yi and did not hesitate to praise him.
"Not bad!" Di Jiang, Gonggong and other ancestral wizards all looked at Hou Yi with smiles.
This great witch married the Demon Court and sacrificed his life for the witch clan.
As compensation, the Wu tribe handed over the tribal area of the great witch Kuafu to Hou Yi.
I thought it would take some time for Hou Yi to fully master it. Unexpectedly, it only took Hou Yi a year to take all those areas into his hands. Moreover, relying on the extra resources and Wu tribe members, Hou Yi began to expand.
In just over a year, Hou Yi expanded his territory by 30% from the original basis!
Even though it is only a small 30%, it is an area of tens of thousands of miles. Many great witches really control only such a large area.
Xuan Ming smiled and said, "But you, little guy, are here not to be praised by us, right?"
Hou Yi quickly said: "Of course not. Lords of the Ancestral Gods, my disciples have made some discoveries."
Hou Yi was forty or fifty feet tall, but in front of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who were often a hundred feet tall, there were indeed ten little guys.
"Say." Zhu Rong said decisively.
"My lords, the demon tribe that opposed us and prevented us from occupying the land seems to have disappeared all of a sudden." Hou Yi reported.
"Sure enough." Houtu nodded slowly.
"My lords, what happened?" Hou Yi asked in confusion.
Di Jiang thought for a while, and then the voice boomed over: "Hou Yi is the best among the great witches. It doesn't hurt to tell you. If we are not wrong, the demon court is preparing to attack."
"Preparing for a strike?" Hou Yi said in shock: "Then my lords..."
Xuan Ming smiled and said: "Don't you see what we are doing? No matter what the demon court has planned, we have already achieved results in our research on the Twelve Heavenly Gods' Formation. After the formation is launched, our ancestral witches will still win. The certainty.”
"That's right!" Ping Shou said loudly: "The Demon Court is preparing to strike at our Witch Clan. Don't we, the Witch Clan, have the means to prepare a strike at the Demon Court?"
"My lords, what do you need from my disciples?" Hou Yi clasped his fists and said, "If I can help the Wu Clan, I will not hesitate even if I die."
The twelve ancestral witches all looked at Hou Yi approvingly.
"No need," Di Jiang waved his hand boldly: "If we can't even take care of our clan members, and we still have to take care of you, a little guy, then we are too unqualified."
Hou Tu suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, it's not like we can't do something."
"Please give me your instructions, Empress Houtu," Hou Yi said with great joy.
The twelve ancestral witches didn't say anything, waiting for Hou Tu.
They all know that Hou Tu and Xuan Ming are two wise and resourceful people. The improvement of the Twelve Capital Heavenly God Sha Formation is all due to Hou Tu and Xuan Ming. They just followed their ideas and practiced them.
"We don't know what preparations the Demon Court is making, but it's nothing more than strengthening the power of the formation, or refining enough witch-slaying swords." Hou Tu said: "We can't leave the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation now, you Just help us go and find that senior to ask about the future of our Wu clan."
"That senior? The future of the Wu Clan?"
Hou Yi stared blankly at the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "My Lady, do you mean that the future of our witch clan is in the hands of others?"
The Wu clan is now known as the Pangu bloodline, which is the pride of every Wu clan.
If fate were in the hands of others, Hou Yi's proud heart would collapse.
Empress Hou Tu obviously saw what Hou Yi was thinking and said with a smile: "That senior is probably Father God."
"What?" Hou Yi exclaimed, "Father God is still alive?"
"We can't be sure." Xuan Ming said: "However, this formation was given by that senior, who can see through the future."
Hou Yi was stunned and opened his mouth unconsciously.
Actually, is there such a powerful creature?
However, thinking that it might be Father God, Hou Yi felt that everything was taken for granted. For a moment, he had an extremely longing in his heart and wanted to visit that senior immediately.
"Please give me your orders, sir!" Hou Yi knelt on the ground and said excitedly, clasping his fists.
"Okay." Di Jiang laughed and said, "Then let Sister Houtu do the talking. Remember, don't offend that senior and don't do anything you shouldn't do."
Hou Yi looked at Empress Hou Tu, who smiled slightly and talked about the senior's affairs and things to pay attention to.
The more Hou Yi listened, the more excited he became, and the more he listened, the more puzzled he became.
But in my heart, I began to wonder what that senior looked like and whether he would bring benefits to the Wu clan again.
For example, the benefits of the Twelve Capital Gods Formation.
