King Pan and God Killer also came out with a group of little guys, but they all looked confused and didn't know what was going on.
They saw Wu Tian at a glance, and Wu Tian also saw them, smiled and nodded to them.
The little guys exhaled in unison, not hiding it at all. King Pan and God Killer also relaxed their brows, but they still had doubts in their eyes, but they did not speak at this time.
They saw Hongyun and Kunpeng. Hongyun and Kunpeng nodded to them. They also nodded. They were nodding acquaintances. Moreover, the atmosphere at this time was a bit strange, and neither of them spoke.
King Pan and God Killer naturally noticed something was wrong with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and they chose to remain silent.
They silently walked to Wu Tian's side and waited quietly. As for the curious and nimble eyes of the little guys, they were beyond their control.
Everyone's attention was focused on Wu Tian and the twelve ancestral witches.
In addition to those present, there are also those outside, in heaven and below.
Even more, they care.
However, many people listened with their ears pricked up and did not dare to look directly at Wu Tian.
Because there is a lesson in that.
Wu Tian ignored them, but looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches for a while, then smiled and asked, "Do you still recognize me as your brother?"
The twelve ancestral witches headed by Di Jiang were stunned for a moment, and then they all looked at Di Jiang subconsciously.
Di Jiang's eyes became complicated for a moment, and then he spoke and said one word very firmly: "Recognize!"
This "recognition" makes many people's hearts tremble, and how many people's hearts sink.
They need to get to know the Wu Clan again.
"Brother." Di Jiang lowered his head again.
"Brother." Jumang, Zhurong, Lingshou, Gonggong, Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Xizi, and Shebishi all bowed their heads and called out with great energy.
Wu Tian nodded and said with a smile: "Then I will stay here for a longer time."
The twelve ancestral witches trembled in their hearts for no reason.
Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming looked up at Wu Tian, and when they met his eyes, they quickly lowered their heads, reacted, and raised their heads again.
Wu Tian had already looked away.
Wu Tian looked at Di Jiang and asked with a smile: "What? You're not welcome?"
Di Jiang shook his head and replied solemnly: "Welcome, brother, you can stay as long as you want."
Wu Tian stared into his eyes, not seeing a trace of fluctuation, which was called calm.
Wu Tian was somewhat impressed.
In fact, Di Jiang was not at peace in his heart, and Wu Tian could clearly feel it.
Wu Tian smiled and moved his eyes away.
Di Jiang secretly let out a breath.
The smile in Wu Tian's eyes deepened. He turned around and said to everyone, "We will live here."
All the little guys raised their chests and shouted one in unison: "Yes!"
That's called a spirit.
Wu Tian was very satisfied and smiled and cast an appreciative look at them.
The little guys all grinned.
The longer they get along with Wu Tian, the more they share Wu Tian's interests.
Wu Tianle was enjoying it, and so were they.
They have similar interests, because they are interesting, but also because of their energy.
Two old guys, King Pan and God Killer, would occasionally get involved.
But mostly, they just watch, like now.
But there was a smile in their eyes.
It is pampering and pampering for the younger generation.
"Then we are here." Wu Tian waved his hand and said, "Let's go play."
Of course it is small to the public.
The children cheered and dispersed.
Now, Wu Tian is their child king.
Even Jin Chan and Yin Huan would not look at Pan Wang again, and would obey Wu Tian's command in everything.
Such a change certainly did not happen overnight.
The crowd dispersed, and only those present were left
them.
Wu Tian raised his hand and built a high platform. The four-sided high platform was an extremely huge and rough stone.
Then twelve huge stone pillars rose up from the high platform, supporting a pavilion. The pavilion was tall and rough in appearance. It stood beside the Ancestral Witch Hall and was not obtrusive at all.
The eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches changed, and there was a change in their eyes.
Wu Tian stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"
He was the first to take the stage. Under his feet, stone steps were formed, or in other words were stepped on by him, with the same roughness.
Wu Tian walked thirty-six steps, which meant that there were thirty-six steps to the high platform, which was a certain number.
Hongyun Kunpeng politely allowed Pan Wang to go first, and Pan Wang and God Killer climbed up the steps.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches headed by Di Jiang climbed onto the high platform from the other side. They were clearly separated from the four Panwang Godslayers, each on Wu Tian's side.
Wu Tian was waiting for them on the high platform.
Sixteen people climbed onto the high platform and stood beside Wu Tian.
No one said anything, and followed Wu Tian to climb high and look into the distance.
"How?" Wu Tian asked with a smile.
King Pan took a sharp breath and said, "Very good."
Killing God also smiled and nodded.
The rest of the people didn't know what Wu Tian meant.
Wu Tian smiled and said, "I mean my pavilion!"
Except for King Pan and God Killer, including Hong Yun, everyone was speechless.
Don't know what to say.
Wu Tian laughed.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches looked at each other, wondering where the laughter was?
Only Dijiang was still calm.
Hongyun was helpless, Kunpeng was silent, they still understood Wu Tian.
Wu Tian walked into the pavilion and asked them to sit on a stone platform.
To his left was Pan Wang, and to his right was Di Jiang.
Led by Wu Tian, seventeen people sat in a circle.
Such a pavilion appeared between heaven and earth. In the pavilion, there were either ancestors or ancestral witches.
It can be said that it is the first pavilion and the first platform in the world.
Wu Tian looked at their faces one by one from Dijiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Lingshou...
A mysterious heartbeat sounded in their hearts, driving their heartbeats.
The twelve people were inexplicably horrified.
But in the next moment, their heartache was healed, and the mental power that hurt them became pliable, then integrated into their hearts and disappeared.
A voice sounded in their hearts: "Remember this power, find it, seize it."
It took the Twelve Ancestral Witches a while to come to their senses, and they looked at Wu Tian together.
Wu Tian didn't look at them, but was chatting with Hongyun Kunpeng.
Wu Tian sent out an invitation, inviting them to go together next.
Qi Qi teased Hongyun: "You came just in time to relive those six hundred years of hard work."
Sure enough, Hongyun had a bitter look on his face, but it wasn't really bitter. It could be seen from his eyes that there were other, more precious things worth remembering in them.
Those six hundred years were not only hard work, but also touching and laughing.
Hongyun looked at Wu Tian's hair.
Wu Tian turned his head and said to Changqing: "Come, say hello to Senior Hongyun."
Changqing shook the buds on her head and said hello to Hongyun.
A reminiscing smile appeared on Hongyun's face.
He thought of Daqingshan and their first sermon on Daqingshan.
Thinking of the creatures who listened to their sermons.
Hongyun's look of recollection thickened.
Wu Tian took out the wine.
King Pan's eyes lit up and he became energetic.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were also attracted.
After drinking a bowl of wine, Zu Wu's eyes lit up, including Di Jiang's.
Next, the atmosphere became warm and heated up.
Especially between King Pan and Ancestral Witch, it was a joy to drink.
It's like drinking with a close friend and a thousand cups are too little.
Especially Pan Wang and Zhu Rong, both have bold tempers.
Wu Tian, the newly minted brother, has also become a lot closer to his cheap younger siblings.
All the twelve ancestral witches came forward to toast Wu Tian.
Wu Tian also drank.
"I will practice with you in the next period of time!"
Wu Tian said this with a smile, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches woke up instantly.
Suddenly I felt cold.
But what followed was a wave of fighting intent rising into the sky, disrupting the sky.
Wu Tian saw "war" in their eyes!
He smiled and nodded.
How can the bloodline of the ancestral witch be inspired? Of course it is war!
Or rather fight!
The main thing is to fight against the sky!
Therefore, the conflicts between lichs are irreconcilable.
Wu Tian didn't intend to reconcile.
He never believed in peaceful coexistence, but only believed in: survival of the fittest.
He seems to have been doing one thing all the time, fighting with the sky, he has endless fun, fighting with the earth, he has endless fun, fighting "people", he has endless fun!
Until there is no fight left.
So now he is a little unhappy and can't keep his spirits up.
We can only train and train them.
His younger brothers and sisters are quite capable in battle.
The key is that they can withstand beatings.
And it helps them.
Why wouldn't he do it!
