Honghuang: I, the God of Cooking of the Witch Clan, cook all kinds of monsters

The ancestral witches found that at this moment, the Pangu essence blood aura on Su Mu's body had suddenly become a concentration that only the ancestral witches could achieve!

His cultivation has also reached the middle stage of the sixth turn of the Nine Turns of Xuangong!

This made the twelve ancestral witches feel strange.

There are only two ways for the witches of the witch clan to increase their bloodline concentration.

The first is to go to the Pangu Blood Pool to experience baptism.

The limit of this method is to increase the concentration of bloodlines to the level of a great witch.

Second, the ninth turn of Xuangong was promoted to the seventh turn.

The seventh reincarnation of the Nine Transformations of Xuangong undergoes an atavistic process, which will quickly stimulate the potential in the bloodline, and raise one's bloodline to the level of an ancestral witch.

However, Su Mu's cultivation did not reach the seventh turn at all, how could the concentration of this bloodline increase?

After thinking about it for a long time, the Twelve Ancestors didn't understand what was going on.

It's a good thing anyway.

Su Mu's bloodline has already reached the level of Ancestral Witch, and when the time comes for his cultivation to reach the peak of the sixth turn, he will be regarded as a qualified Ancestral Witch.

"Su Mu, you're finally awake!".

Houtu Zuwu excitedly gave Su Mu a hug, and two strong oppressors squeezed unscrupulously on Su Mu's chest.

The Wu clan is arrogant, but Houtu won't care about this.

But just because he doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care.

Jiufeng, who had also just woken up on the side, saw this scene, and a sour feeling rose in his heart, and he immediately spoke: "Lord Houtu, Su Mu has just woken up, and his body is still a little weak. "

"Weak?".

Houtu looked puzzled.

Then he let go of his embrace, grabbed Su Mu's shoulders with both hands and looked him up and down carefully.

"It's a lot thinner than before..."

"It's over, Su Mu, you don't look like my son of the Wu clan anymore. "

"If you go to Shouyang Mountain for a walk, it is estimated that the human race there will not recognize you. "

After some chatter, Houtu let go of Su Mu.

"Sister Houtu, brothers, I have worried you. "

Bowing slightly towards the twelve brothers and sisters, Su Mu spoke.

This time I broke through by myself, and during this period of coma, the ancestors must have been worried.

"It's okay, Su Mu, what the hell happened to you before?".

Candle Jiuyin was the first to ask the doubts in everyone's hearts.

After briefly sorting out his thoughts, Su Mu spoke: "It may be that he ate the flesh and blood of Jimeng Demon Saint, and suddenly broke through." "

Of course, he wouldn't say it was because of the system.

Fortunately, during the celebration banquet, he did eat a few pieces of Jimeng Demon Saint's flesh and blood.

It's just that he doesn't have a special effect bonus for eating his own dishes, so under normal circumstances, Su Mu rarely eats them.

"Breakthrough?".

"What's the matter with that Void Flame?"

For this reason, Zhu Rong asked.

As the Ancestor of Fire, Zhu Rong couldn't help but feel a throbbing in his heart when he felt the two void flames on Su Mu's body that exuded the aura of the Great Dao.

Especially the one that surrounds Su Mu's head.

It also made the twelve ancestors feel a hint of the danger of falling!

"I don't know anything about the flame of hypocrisy. "

Recalling the void flame that burned his body and the primordial spirit, Su Mu said with a somewhat solemn face

"I don't know what it is, but one thing is for sure. "

"It is precisely because of the tempering of that void flame that the concentration of my bloodline, the strength of my physical body, and the strength of my primordial spirit have all been greatly improved. "

And this?

The Twelve Ancestral Witches all looked at Su Mu in disbelief when they heard this.

No wonder he was able to successfully return to his ancestors and reach the ancestral witch level bloodline with the cultivation of the middle stage of the sixth turn, it seemed that everything was the credit of that strange void flame.

Regardless of where the Void Flame came from, it's not a bad thing after all.

Now that Jiufeng and Su Mu have woken up, and Su Mu has successfully raised the bloodline concentration to the ancestral witch level, this is a thing worth celebrating.

So, the Wu clan held another grand celebration that night.

The Wicans are such a dissolute race.

When there's something to celebrate, the whole clan celebrates together.

There is nothing to celebrate, and there are songs and dances from time to time, and life is very comfortable.

......

The Wu clan is celebrating, and thirty-three days away in the depths of chaos.

A figure that was about to be blown into a skeleton by the Chaos Gang Wind still knelt resolutely in the Chaotic Void.

If it weren't for the faint halo of the primordial fire in his skull, it would be no different from the remains that occasionally floated through the chaos.

"Ahh

A long sigh came from the depths of chaos.

The skeleton kneeling in the chaotic void suddenly trembled, and the primordial fire jumped violently a few times.

"Master, are you finally willing to instruct your disciple?"

As he spoke, endless chaotic qi surged sharply towards the skeleton, and in the blink of an eye, the figure of Taishang Laozi appeared.

"Taishang, have you come to your senses?".

In the chaos, the voice without sorrow and joy reappeared.

Enlightenment?

Taishang Laozi frowned.

In these years of kneeling in the chaotic void, the obsession of sanctifying himself for the things he insisted on, how could he come to realize it?

"The disciple is stupid, please give me some advice. "

Since he didn't have enlightenment, Taishang Laozi was blunt.

"Since you have already beheaded the good corpse, why are you still so obsessed?"

Taishang Laozi has beheaded the good corpse, and no one in the entire desolate land knows about it, but Hongjun pointed it out directly.

"Master, this method... It's too hard. "

Taishang Lao Tzu bowed again.

At the beginning, he had great perseverance and wanted to kill three corpses to achieve the Mixed Yuan Fruit Position.

But since the beheading of the good corpse, his quiet and inactive Dao heart seems to have been affected to a certain extent and has become a little impetuous.

Later, after being forced by the Twelve Ancestral Witches to give up the identity of Pangu Zhengzong, he lost the merits of opening the heavens, which made him extremely unwilling.

Coupled with the arrogance in his heart, he always believed that he would be the first creature to achieve the saint status in the desolate land.

But he never thought that he would be preempted by Nuwa.

All kinds of things together, gradually clouded his Dao heart.

One after the other, gradually evolved into a demon-like existence.

"Master, please tell your disciple where the opportunity for sanctification is. Taishang Lao Tzu bowed down and bowed, this time he must get his own chance to become holy.

"Ahh

"Your chance is the work of the edification of the human race. "

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