Dongqin Tianting, Tushita Palace!

Wang Xiong was in seclusion alone, following the methods of the Pluto Cult, and attacking his root chakra.

The root chakra is a magical power related to the inheritance of bloodlines.

However, Wang Xiong’s underwater orifice is like a quagmire, and no matter how hard he strikes, he cannot open it.

"Misty Pond? Is this the blood power of the clone mirror?" Wang Xiong frowned slightly.

Wang Xiong is actually quite looking forward to the shadow clone! Especially the effect of "replacement" mentioned by his uncle.

However, after a few times, it was still impossible to open the bottom of the sea.

After being in seclusion for a whole day, Wang Xiong flipped his hands and took out his magic weapons.

The Seven Treasures Miao Tree was destroyed once last time, but the seven orifices on it are still there and the main trunk is still there. Some of them have been repaired and restored these days.

However, although the cracks on the Donghuang Bell were repaired, they were much different from the intact time. The eighteen-arm space golden body even broke the sixteen arms. Even if they were repaired again, they would not be able to recover from the past.

"Donghuang Bell, the golden body, the power of space? Can it open the bottom orifice for me?" Wang Xiong's expression moved slightly.

Do it as you say it.

I saw that Wang Xiong opened his mouth and sucked it, and the golden body technique followed the central channel and rushed straight to the bottom of the sea.

"Well! Roar!"

Donghuang Bell, the golden body technique sounded loudly. Sure enough, it was like the seabed of a mud suddenly opened, and a sticky thing stirred inside like mud.

The viscous mud swam for a while and blocked the seabed again.

"The power of space is OK? But it can't be maintained for too long?" Wang Xiong frowned slightly.

Wang Xiong fell into a moment of thought, as if he was a little reluctant. After a while, Wang Xiong's eyes turned aside.

"Come again!" Wang Xiong shouted softly.

"when!"

"roar!"

The Donghuang Bell rang loudly, and the golden body roared loudly.

In an instant, the seabed orifice appeared again. When the sticky thing seemed to be about to fill the seabed orifice again, the Donghuang Bell and the golden body magic image instantly merged into it.

“Buzz!”

The blood power of the clone mirror slowly merged with the Donghuang Bell and the golden body technique. No, it should be the Donghuang seed. When the golden body technique was integrated into it, it stabilized its body shape.

"It's not enough, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree is the heart, lock!" Wang Xiong shouted softly.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree instantly merged into the black figure like mud.

I saw that the figure finally settled.

The bottom orifice appeared, and the mud-like body was Wang Xiong's root chakra and Wang Xiong's shadow clone.

However, at this moment, the clay figure clone that integrates into the Donghuang Bell, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and the Golden Body and Dharma Image is not so easy to control.

"Gululu, Gulululu!"

In the seabed orifice, the clay man who combines the bloodline of the clone mirror, the Donghuang Bell, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and the golden body technique are constantly bubbling and making strange sounds.

Wang Xiong's eyes were full of surprise, but he could feel that they were merging with each other.

"This, is this the shadow clone?" Wang Xiong was slightly strange.

It seems to be a little different from the shadow clone explained by Pluto.

"Forget it, it's still in fusion, so let them merge first. Is it a merger of the wheels of all the orifices?" Wang Xiong was slightly strange.

The clay figure clone cannot be used for the time being, and Wang Xiong is not in a hurry! From the integration of the seven treasures and magic tree lock shape, the Donghuang Bell, and the golden body technique, there should be nothing wrong. When the integration is done this time, check the clay figure clone.

When he turned around, another fragment suddenly appeared in Wang Xiong's hand, but it was a fragment of the Tao Te Ching on the moral roulette of Li Er.

The fragments of the Tao Te Ching looked normal that day, but at this moment, as the moral purple energy above disintegrates, two words appeared on the back.

Two bloody words "Confucius"!

"This is what I left behind back then? Behind the Tao Te Ching, I left a blood book to myself. Is this a fragment of the blood book? What I want to say is on other fragments of the Tao Te Ching?" A look of surprise flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes.

My death has always made Wang Xiong feel resentful. Ye He Fengtian wanted to say that day, but he stopped.

Wang Xiong put away the fragments of the Tao Te Ching, took a deep breath and stood up.

Stepping out of the Tushita Palace, Wang Xiong came to Fengtian Palace!

"You finally came to find me?" Ye He Fengtian looked at Wang Xiong with a complicated expression.

"I just came back. I have been busy with government affairs these days, so I have been delaying some time!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

Ye He Fengtian stared at Wang Xiong: "You only have to be busy every afternoon, are you also called government affairs busy?"

Obviously, Ye He Fengtian has been paying attention to Wang Xiong’s itinerary these days.

"You are quite bored now!" Wang Xiong suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment.

In addition to handling government affairs in the afternoon, Wang Xiong was accompanying Ye He Chichi. This is also the reason why Ye He Fengtian looked bad.

"Hmph, if it weren't for Confucius and Qi Guanchi were husband and wife, I would have beaten you long ago!" Ye He Fengtian glared at Wang Xiong.

If others had become their grandson-in-law, Ye He Fengtian would have been gazing long ago and would not give him a good look. However, Wang Xiong and Ye He Fengtian really don’t know what to say.

"I didn't say anything about Chichi and I, what are you paying attention to!" Wang Xiong rolled his eyes.

Ye He Fengtian: “…………!”

"Okay, you told me last time that I will tell me about my situation in a few days. Now, can you tell me about it?" Wang Xiong looked at Ye He Fengtian.

When Ye He Fengtian heard me, his face became serious.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Hefeng Tiancai said: "I am dead. He is the first pioneer of Pangu's world!"

"The first pioneer of Pangu's world?" Wang Xiong said curiously.

"Yes, it's not just me, I, Ying Sihai, and surpass Jiutian. Including Goujian who just came back, I have also resisted foreign races like me!" Ye He Fengtian took a deep breath and said.

"What does it mean? I don't understand!" Wang Xiong said in surprise.

"So, do you know why Pangu wanted to transform into heaven and earth?" Ye He Fengtian looked at Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong suddenly became serious: "Oh!"

"In the universe, there are immortal immortals. Pangu was the king of immortal immortals in the past, but how did he become the king of immortal immortals? Why are the immortal immortals so convinced by Pangu?" Ye He Fengtian said solemnly.

"you say!"

"Before Pangu appeared, the leader of the immortal immortal tribe was called the ancient food clan. This clan was the king of the royal tribe, and the king of immortal immortal tribe. Pangu defeated them and suppressed them, and truly became the new king of the immortal immortal tribe!" Ye He Fengtian explained.

"Ancient food clan? Could it be that after Zhong Yue led the alien army to invade Pangu world, in the Middle Ages, the ancient food clan led the alien army to invade again? Then I resisted until death?" Wang Xiong showed a curious look.

Ye He Fengtian nodded: "Although it's a little different, it's almost done!"

"The ancient food clan? Where did it come out? Why didn't Zhong Yue and the others know?" Wang Xiong frowned.

Because I chatted with Pluto two days ago, Pluto did not mention this "ancient foodie"!

"Zhong Yue? When he led the alien race to invade Pangu's world, the 'ancient food clan' was suppressed by Pangu. There has been no news for many billions of years. Zhong Yue forgot the ancient food clan!" Ye He Fengtian said.

"The ancient food clan is very powerful? Wasn't it defeated by Pangu?" Wang Xiong said curiously.

"I want to say that Pangu was afraid of the ancient food clan and became a world. Do you believe it?" Ye He Fengtian said in a deep voice.

"Impossible, I have been suppressed by Pangu. How could Pangu be afraid of them?" Wang Xiong suddenly said with a deep face.

"The longer you are suppressed, the stronger the ancient food clan is! Back then, I seemed to have calculated that they came, and made preparations early. Unfortunately,..." Ye He Fengtian sighed.

"Did I die at the hands of the ancient food clan? What does that ancient food clan look like?" Wang Xiong's face darkened.

Ye He Fengtian reached out and waved his hand, and used magic to condense the figure of a monster, ferocious and evil, like a demon or a ghost.

"This is..." Wang Xiong said suddenly astonished.

Because Wang Xiong has seen this monster like a demon and a ghost.

In the past, when Lao Tzu was writing the Tao Te Ching in Hanguguan, some illusions of ghosts and demons appeared in the void. Those ghosts and demons wanted to bite and swallow Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching, but they were shaken away by Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching. Confucius still remembered that the ghosts and demons should have seen Lao Tzu's handwritten Tao Te Ching in a distant place through the power of space.

"Have you seen it?" Ye He Fengtian said in surprise.

Wang Xiong nodded: "When I wrote the Tao Te Ching by hand, I saw its illusion, and I thought it was just an ordinary immortal tribe!"

"They are the kings of the immortal immortal clan!" Ye He Fengtian said solemnly.

"Ancient Food Clan! The immortal royal family? If Pangu can defeat them once, they should have flaws!" Wang Xiong said in a deep voice.

"Flaw? Haha, at least we haven't found it yet! At least Pangu hadn't discovered it yet, so he could only suppress it!" Ye He Fengtian said in a deep voice.

"You have been dealing with ancient food over the years?" Wang Xiong looked at Ye He Fengtian.

Ye He Fengtian nodded: "That's right, besides me, there are a group of people taking turns. By the way, three months ago, Goujian just retreated from the battlefield! Return to Pangu World!"

"Goujian?" Wang Xiong showed a look of surprise.

"Yes, Goujian has been there for ten thousand years and has just returned! He held the world's number one holy sword, Zhanlu sword, and barely blocked the ancient food clan's invasion!" Ye He Fengtian said.
To be continued...