He Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and then he asked: "Are you referring to Gonggong, the ancestral witch who was in charge of the world's water veins in ancient times?"
He Ping'an was no stranger to the name of the ancestral witch Gonggong. After all, he had seen many ancient secrets in Yi Dan Pavilion.
Gonggong is a legendary powerful man from ancient times who controls the world's oceans, rivers, lakes, rivers, and ponds. He has the power to overturn rivers and seas, and his strength is comparable to that of the Demon Emperor.
The weapon of this ancestral witch Gonggong was the Water God Halberd in front of He Pingan at this time.
Thinking of this, He Pingan suddenly thought of a possibility and asked: "Could it be that you are him..."
Before he could finish speaking, the soul of the weapon spirit in the Water God Halberd interrupted him and began to laugh arrogantly: "That's right, it's good since you know!"
"I am the ancestral witch Gonggong. When you see me, why don't you kneel down immediately?"
"Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can forgive your abruptness just now."
You must know that even in ancient times, powerful people emerged in large numbers, and Zuwu Gonggong was also a very famous person.
In his mind, He Ping'an's cultivation has advanced so quickly. It is very possible that he is the reincarnation of a powerful man at the level of the Golden Immortal. He must have heard of the name of Zuwu Gonggong.
And if an ordinary Jinxian-level powerhouse heard the name of Zuwu Gonggong, he would probably kneel down and beg for mercy, or run away immediately.
"bump!"
Only a sound of gold and iron was heard. He Ping'an held the Fantian Seal with his other hand and smashed it directly on the Water God Halberd, causing it to roll over. Then he shouted sharply: "What are you calling!"
"Don't say that your identity is unknown now. You are really Gonggong, the ancestral witch, and you are just a remnant soul. What should I be afraid of?"
He Ping'an's scolding immediately woke up the spirit soul from his arrogance.
He did not expect that He Pingan was not from this world and was not so afraid of these famous ancient powers.
"Also, what is your relationship with the person in this gourd?"
He Pingan shook the purple gourd in his hand, and there was a sound of sloshing water inside.
Just now, he injected mana into the purple gold gourd, but unexpectedly got in touch with the purple gold gourd and was able to see the scene inside the purple gold gourd.
The Witch God is not dead yet. He is sitting cross-legged in the purple gold gourd. His whole body is covered with blue aura, resisting the erosion of the purple gold gourd.
However, the aura on his body was already very dim, and it would only last for a quarter of an hour at most, before it would be completely wiped out by the hot and cold magic power in the purple gold gourd.
He Pingan recalled the scene when he obtained the purple gold gourd in the blood sea formation.
At that time, he swallowed nine waste pills that he had refined. Finally, when the blood demon invaded the sea of consciousness, he returned from the Yi Dan Pavilion and received the reward, the Purple Gold Gourd.
This purple gold gourd is said to have been knotted on a fairy vine when chaos first separated and the world first opened. It contains three flavors of true fire and black ice cold energy. With the help of the magic power of the two rituals, the two true qi generated and restrained each other, forming a universe of its own. , can absorb all things and swallow heaven and earth.
But if you want to absorb a spiritual being, you must call it by its real name. As long as it agrees, even if it is just a "hmm" response, it will be immediately sucked into the purple gold gourd.
The remaining eight waste pills rewarded He Pingan for nearly eight thousand years of Taoism.
This time, his Taoism quickly soared to more than 32,000 years.
Although his mana has not fully recovered at this time, and the mana in his body is only about 70% of its peak, it has already reached the strength when he fought against the demon emperor's clone.
At that time, the situation in the Blood Sea Formation was too critical, and He Pingan did not know the true name of the Blood Demon Dao Master. Therefore, after relieving the crisis in the Blood Sea Formation, he just used his own strength to crush him. He killed the Blood Demon Taoist, but did not use the purple gold gourd to include the Blood Demon Taoist.
However, this had the advantage of making the wizard god behind him lose his guard. After He Pingan called out his name, he was taken into the purple gourd without any guard at all.
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"The man in the gourd? You mean, he's not dead yet?"
The weapon spirit soul in the Water God Halberd heard He Pingan's words and asked in surprise.
"From your tone, it sounds like you're expecting him to die?"
Hearing this, He Pingan looked at the Water God Halberd with a smile that was not bad at all.
"Don't expect to know anything from me!"
In the Water God Halberd, the voice of the weapon spirit's soul suddenly became sharp. After saying this, he just shut up and refused to say a word.
"Since you don't say anything, Pindao will beat you until you say it!"
He Ping'an used the Fantian Seal in his left hand and the Yaizhen Immortal Sword in his right hand to continuously hit the Water God Halberd, making the Water God Halberd make a "ping-pong" sound, trembling continuously, and the aura on the surface completely disappeared.
But its material was unusual. Even if He Pingan hit it with all his strength, there was still no crack in the body of the Water God Halberd.
"Want to be a turtle?"
The smile on He Pingan's face suddenly disappeared, and his voice suddenly became cold and stern: "In this case, Pindao will completely seal you in this water god halberd. However, if I go to question Hong Miao again, I think he will be willing to tell."
He discovered that the soul of the weapon spirit in the Water God Halberd did not seem to be of the same mind as Hong Miao in the Purple Gold Gourd.
Moreover, it seemed like there was some secret hidden that he didn't know about.
There was silence for a long time, and just as He Pingan was about to release the dying Hong Miao, who had been tortured by the three-flavored true fire and the black ice cold air, from the purple gourd, the weak voice of the weapon spirit split soul came from the water god halberd: "If you tell You, can you let me leave safely?"
"You have no room for bargaining!"
A smile appeared on He Pingan's face, but his voice was extremely cold: "As long as the Water God Halberd is in my hands, one day, I will pull you out of this Water God Halberd!"
"Besides, I can get the answer from him."
"Are you going to say it or not?"
He Ping'an asked impatiently, the purple gold gourd in his hand shaking constantly.
The weapon spirit soul was silent for a moment, and then he poked his figure out of the Water God Halberd, and then sighed slightly: "In that case, there is no harm in telling you!"
"You guessed it right. I am indeed the remnant soul of the ancestral witch Gonggong..."
Following the description of the weapon spirit's split soul, He Ping'an finally knew the true identity of the weapon spirit's split soul.
After the catastrophe that year, the ancestral witch Gonggong died. Fortunately, a trace of his remnant soul was integrated into the Water God Halberd. After sleeping for countless thousands of years, it merged with the Water God Halberd weapon spirit and developed self-awareness, thus creating the weapon spirit. Divided soul.
Later, the Water God Halberd was luckily discovered by the witch god Hong Miao using the art of blood and brought to Beimang.
The soul of the weapon spirit seduces him, saying that as long as a ray of soul is separated and fused with him, the Water God Halberd can recognize its owner.
In fact, he wanted to use the soul of the Witch God Hong Miao to bite the master in reverse, so that he could occupy the body of the Witch God Hong Miao.
But the Witch God Hong Miao is not an easy person. He has placed a divine soul restriction on the divided soul long ago. Once the weapon soul's divided soul merges with his own divided soul, it will be completely integrated with the Witch God Hong Miao, and they will live and die together.
If the Witch God Hong Miao dies or devours his master, the soul of the weapon spirit will also be suppressed on the spot and fall completely.
When the weapon spirit split soul discovered the restriction, it was too late and could not prevent the soul restriction from being applied. However, after all, he had part of the memory of Gong Gong, the ancestral witch, and he still opened a slight gap before the restriction was fully formed.
Although he still cannot bite the Lord, if the Witch God Hong Miao falls, he will not fall at the same time as Hong Miao.
Therefore, after the Witch God Hong Miao was admitted to the Purple Gold Gourd, he immediately chose to escape far away, but unexpectedly he was trapped in the rune space by He Ping'an.
"So, although you have part of the memory of Zuwu Gonggong, in fact, you are no longer him?"
He Pingan thought for a moment and asked.
The spirit spirit split soul was speechless for a moment, paused, and nodded, acquiescing to He Ping'an's statement.
"So, what was that great catastrophe that year?"
He Ping'an turned his eyes and asked again.
He was sensitively aware that the catastrophe that year seemed to have a great relationship with his coming to this world.
