"That's it," Di Jiang looked at Houtu.
"Houtu sister, you have a calm temperament, understand the general situation, and have had contact with outside cultivators, so I will leave this matter to you.
When you bring someone to Jieyin, say that the descendants of Pangu Orthodox are here to visit. Witch Clan shows your friendship as a landlord and asks fellow Daoists to appreciate my Buzhou Mountain Witch Clan style.
Let them explore the vast area where our daily activities take place in Sanyang-myeon.
Pay attention to propriety, guide enthusiastically, but also pay attention secretly.
If there are any abnormalities or they make further requests, they will be summoned at any time."
"Houtu takes orders."
Houtu responded solemnly, and the figure slowly sank to the ground of the hall. With the help of Earth Element's magical power, he quickly moved away, and at the same time summoned a group of elite warriors from the tribe.
On the outside of Buzhou Mountain, Sanqing has also clearly felt the strong and kind Pangu Bloodline resonance and will to examine that originated from the depths of Buzhou Mountain.
They pressed down on the clouds and waited in the sky.
Not long after, on the ground ahead, a flat-topped hill naturally rose and shaped into a flat Reception Platform.
Houtu, wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a dignified and kind face, surrounded by Wutu Essence Qi and the motherly glory of the earth, emerged from the center of the stage.
Behind her, dozens of armored soldiers, vigorous and disciplined Witch Clan Warriors lined up silently. They were as silent as a mountain, but they had a fierce and courageous spirit rising into the sky.
Houtu stepped forward slowly in the air, stopped a hundred feet in front of Sanqing, bowed with his hands folded, and his voice spread gently and clearly, like the sound of the earth, steady and thick:
"Pangu blood descendants, Witch Clan Houtu, are here to greet you on the orders of brother Di Jiang and all of you Ancestor Witch.
I am grateful to the three fellow Daoists who are both Father God authentic, and I, Witch Clan, am extremely happy to be Buzhou Mountain.
The elder brother said that since we are brothers from the same origin, we should show our friendship as landlords.
If the three Daoist friends are free, you can follow me to appreciate the scenery of my Buzhou Mountain feet, where I, Witch Clan Warriors, live, work, practice and inherit. I wonder what you three Daoist friends would like?"
Houtu's words are quite appropriate.
It not only pointed out the identity of the "same origin" and expressed welcome, but also made it clear that the arrangement was to "appreciate the style".
The intention of "hanging out and observing" is packaged in the warm and hospitable "landlord friendship", making it difficult to refuse.
Sanqing is such a person, he immediately heard the hidden meaning.
This is a compromise strategy that Witch Clan did not want to be rude, but was wary and wanted to find out their details first.
Laozi's expression remained unchanged, he nodded slightly and said calmly:
"Thank you Houtu Daoist friends for welcoming you. Pangu's Legacy The mountains and rivers are magnificent, and the weather is Witch Clan. I have heard about it for a long time. Since I was warmly welcomed, I went to see it with my Daoist friends."
Primordial Heavenly Lord also nodded lightly:
"You can have a glimpse of the elegance of the holy land transformed by Father God's backbone, and share the kindness of Father God with fellow Daoist Witch Clan."
In his words, he emphasized "Common Burma Father God", which not only brought us closer, but also implied that both sides are equal and come from the same source.
Tongtian Sect Master laughed, his eyes sweeping over Houtu and the capable Witch Clan Warriors behind her, with a look of interest in his eyes:
"Okay! I have long heard that the Witch Clan warrior is incomparable in physical form and can fight against heaven and earth. Today is just an eye-opener!
Let's go, fellow Daoist Houtu, lead the way!" He was the most straightforward and cheerful, and seemed to have no objection to "wandering around", but was full of expectations.
Houtu saw that Sanqing agreed and had a calm attitude. He felt a little calmer and the smile on his face became more sincere:
"Three fellow Daoists, please follow me."
She leaned sideways, and the ground beneath her feet naturally extended into a flat and wide road that exuded a faint earthy yellow light.
Leading to the vast area on the sunny side of Buzhou Mountain, which belongs to the Witch Clan's daily activities.
Sanqing then lowered its cloud head, Laozi's green ox hooves stepped on the auspicious light, Primordial Heavenly Lord's steps were steady, and Tongtian Sect Master followed happily.
Following Houtu, we set foot on the "Reception Road" that leads to the hinterland where Witch Clan lives.
Witch Clan Warriors lined both sides of the road. Although they were silent, they expressed a unique kind of wild and powerful respect with their eyes and faintly rising blood.
The spiritual thoughts of the Pangu Hall, Di Jiang and other Ancestor Witch were paying close attention to this scene.
Houtu led Sanqing, walking on the wide road naturally paved by the power of the earth, and officially stepped into the vast area of Buzhou Mountain's sunny side that belongs to the Witch Clan.
This place is completely different from the outside world Primordial Wilderness. It lacks the elegance and elegance of the Xianjia Cave, but has more majesty, simplicity and vitality rooted in the earth.
The sky is vast and the mountains and rivers are moving with a sense of high-spirited and upward power.
The air is filled with extremely rich Vital Energy and Earth Turbid Qi.
Ordinary ascetics may feel depressed and uncomfortable here, but Sanqing, as Pangu Orthodox, feels a kind of intimacy like returning to the origin.
Everything you see along the way is full of the Witch Clan style.
There are groups of shamans driving huge strange beasts to hunt in the mountains and forests, and the sound of shouts shakes the valley.
The tacit cooperation between actions shows the most primitive survival wisdom and strong physique.
There are tribes of warriors practicing combat skills in the open space. The fists are roaring, the earth is shaking, the swords and halberds are colliding, and sparks are flying.
That pure and violent sense of power made Tongtian's eyes sparkle. If he hadn't taken the occasion into consideration, he would have almost cheered.
There are also women, old and young, working in the fields, and what they are growing is not ordinary grain.
Instead, they are some strange plants that exude a faint aura, have extremely developed root systems, and seem to be able to absorb Earth Vein Essence. Their farming methods are also very flexible and full of power.
There is also the older Witch Priest, in front of Altar who is carving an ancient totem.
Leading the tribe to worship heaven and earth and communicate with ancestral spirits creates a solemn and pious atmosphere.
Even Primordial Heavenly Lord nodded slightly, thinking that it contained awe of the ancestors and nature. Although the method was primitive, his heart could be learned.
As a guide, Houtu will take the initiative to introduce every time he passes a large-scale tribal settlement with a unique atmosphere:
"This is the tribe under brother Fire Ancestor Witch Zhu Rong. The tribesmen are naturally close to flames, have a heroic temperament, and are good at forging and controlling fire."
I saw that the tribe was built on the volcano, and most of the buildings were made of red rocks. The huge furnace in the center of the tribe worked day and night, with flames rising and the sound of clanging and forging being heard.
The air was filled with a scorching smell, and many shamans were even bare-chested. There were faint fire patterns on their bronze skin, and their eyes were blazing.
When Zhurong Tribe's warriors drill, they are often surrounded by blazing flames and the momentum is terrifying.
Sanqing nodded slightly. With their cultivation and vision, they could naturally tell at a glance that the aura of this tribe was in the same vein as Zhu Rong. However, Houtu took the initiative to introduce it as a courtesy, so they listened quietly.
"Ahead is the tribe under brother Water Ancestor Witch Gonggong. Nearby is Great Marsh Abyss. The tribesmen are proficient in water and ice control, and are also good at fighting underwater."
The scene of the Gonggong Tribe is completely different from that of Zhu Rong.
The tribe is built on the bank of a vast black swamp. Most of the buildings are made of black boulders or thousands of years of ice, glowing with a faint cold light.
In the tribe, shamans who can control water waves, condense water into soldiers, and even control ice can be seen practicing. Their aura is deep and slightly cold.
Gonggong Tribe's shamans mostly have sharp and cold eyes, and their body shape is slightly slender and more agile than Zhu Rong's.