At this moment.

The ancestral witch Houtu could vaguely feel that a time had come that would determine the life or death of the ethnic group.

Her senses are the most sensitive

She raised her eyes and looked at Honghuang.

Finally, his eyes fell on the largest human dynasty, Dagan.

The population there is no less than that of the Wu tribe.

Billions, even tens of billions.

And they reproduce very quickly.

It seems that this opportunity fell on Daqian.

So after signaling to the other eleven ancestral witches, she got up and left the Pangu Temple.

When she came to Daqian, she was immediately attracted by the prosperity, civilization, relaxation and entertainment here.

Looking up, there are big cities everywhere.

Eye-catching sight, laughter and laughter.

This is a completely different style from the dull, rough, violent and bloody Wu Clan.

The Wu clan can only be said to be alive.

But humanity is life.

Hou Tu naturally knew the origin of this situation.

It is said that nine golden crows were causing trouble, and a sacred tree trapped them.

Protect the entire Daqian.

Even Saint Zhunti was said to have run away.

It is said that the sacred tree Lao Dao is the incarnation of Taishang Laozi.

This seems to have been inadvertently revealed by some saint.

As for the power of Saint Zhunti, even if he is not afraid of it as an ancestral witch, he is still vaguely aware of it.

At least they can't handle it alone.

Gathering twelve people together, we can give it a try.

At this time, Hou Tu naturally didn't know that this was an illusion deliberately leaked by the saint.

It’s just to give them the illusion that they can win if they fight hard.

That's why they ignored the threat of the saint and worked hard to seize the throne.

In fact, this kind of effort is also right.

If he just lays down, even the holy position of Hou Tu will be gone.

Because you don't fight.

Those six paths of reincarnation may fall on someone from the human race, or on Styx.

Therefore, the calculations of the saint are not omnipotent.

Only most of the goals can be achieved. The way of heaven will always leave a glimmer of hope for people. It depends on whether you can fight for it.

You won't get things done.

Because the way of heaven knows very well that even if you do absolutely nothing, you will not leave yourself a way out.

The way of heaven is to preserve all possibilities.

In order to evolve the best way.

Hou Tu concentrated his eyes and looked at one of the cities carefully.

Unlike before, when you just skimmed by, this time you entered it with concentration.

Once you enter, you will fall.

Just like a country girl entering the big city.

Don't talk about how noble and profound the ancestral shaman is, it doesn't exist.

If you haven't experienced it, you just don't know.

It has nothing to do with origin.

Just like how the Mai country ranked first in the world in terms of industrial output back then. They relied on them to win the First World War, but when they went to various fashionable places in Europe, weren't they laughed at as country bumpkins?

Now Houtu has been completely attracted by the human city developed under Wen Rensheng's wings.

By her own abilities.

You can naturally understand the joy of life here.

She directly separated a drop of blood and transformed into an ordinary woman.

His own soul is attached to it.

Unlike the other eleven ancestral witches, she has some soul.

So you can use some magic.

Then successfully entered the city.

When I looked up, I first saw various snacks everywhere on the road.

The snacks are fragrant.

Before she saw anything else, these food attracted her first.

After all, he is a witch.

Besides fighting, I just eat.

For them, these are the only two natures.

At this time, she heard someone's enthusiastic recommendation in her ear: "This beautiful girl, please come and try our family's roasted cicada."

She turned around and saw a vendor pushing a spiritual oven, greeting him warmly.

"This is a big project that has been passed down to us for generations!"

"It is prepared using ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of spices."

"From the selection of ingredients to the final shelling, it is carefully prepared to ensure that you will want to eat it again."

“You will never get tired of eating it for ten lifetimes!”

Houtu, I feel very interesting when I hear this.

She looked down.

I saw oval-shaped insects, a bit unfamiliar, roasted golden oil, and a scent that condensed and lingered on the top of the spiritual weapon stove.

She took a deep breath, but nothing happened.

"This, you need to taste it before you can inhale this aroma. Our aroma is also very expensive." The vendor smiled.

Well, in ancient times, even "qi" was precious.

It's not something you can smoke casually.

"Then how do you want to sell this thing?" Hou Tu asked directly.

After seeing it just now, she also knew that human cities were all about business.

Things have to be bought.

It's not like the Witch Clan either takes it or divides it.

There is no concept of buying and selling.

If you are strong enough, I will give it to you.

If it is not given to you, just grab it or challenge what you have.

"You can try this. After you eat it, just leave a good review and it will be free."

"As long as you tell 5 people how good this place is at the same time, you can get a bunch of them as a gift," the vendor said.

"It's free, does it really cost nothing?" Hou Tu opened his eyes wide, feeling that he had made a bargain.

At this time, the simple ancestral witch still didn’t know that free is the most expensive thing.

She wants to use her reputation to endorse delicious food.

Wen Rensheng had already looked over at this time.

After all, if an ancestral witch entered his territory, how could he not know about it?

Seeing this, he knew that wasn't this the praise of future generations?
To be continued...