Chapter 1687 Three Happy Doors

"That aura...is it the God of Houtu? Why is it so vast? What is that pressure? Is it coercion? Manpower is like ants in front of this coercion?"

"If these are the Great God of Houtu, then where is the Great God of Houtu? How...how did he come into this statue of the god?"

"Before this aura, let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if you are distracted and fit together... I am afraid that you will not be an opponent... If you want to compete with this aura, you still need to practice a lot!"

Poor Xiao Hua, now all he can imagine is distraction, even if he doesn't know what the body is, he actually compares the aura of this god statue to a body. Know it!

In the ancestral temple, whether it is the descendants of the Great God of Houtu or the descendants of the other eleven great gods, they are all dancing with tears streaming down their faces. In their hearts, they have always been proud of the blood of the great gods. They are uncivilized barbarians, but they themselves know very well that if it is an inheritance, they are no worse than Daozong! However, they never thought about where their proud blood came from! Or, they have also thought about it, but they have always relied on and feared this kind of power, and they will not have a rebellious heart at all, and it is impossible to be as curious as Xiao Hua, after thinking so much, even thinking about how to get along with this Competed by the breath!

I have to say, sometimes, the success or failure does not lie in cultivation, not in talent, but in vision, in... dream.

As a person, whether it is a secular person or a monk. Whether it is a swordsman, as long as he has a dream, his life will inevitably be brilliant, and his life will definitely not be lonely.

It took half an hour before the entire ancestral hall calmed down again, and the noisy and crazy atmosphere still permeated the space of the ancestral hall!

"Master Wu..." The elder Wu of Houtuzhai stood in front of the crowd, his ruddy face was extremely pale, and he was obviously extremely weak, but what didn't match this weakness was the ecstasy and excitement in his eyes. Elder Wu waved his hand. He said loudly, "Sure enough, the God of Houtu has not forgotten his people, and after tens of thousands of years, he still came to Mengshan under our piety! His old man is like this, and so are the other eleven gods! That's why. We should firmly believe it. No matter what happens to Mengshan, what difficulties arise, we can face them and overcome them easily!"

immediately. With a move by Old General Wu, the Falling Soul Lamp floating in mid-air slowly fell into his hands. At this time, the Falling Soul Lamp has returned to normal, almost exactly the same as when Xiao Hua first saw it, the only difference That is, the bean-like flame on the Luohun Lamp is like an emerald green gemstone, crystal clear and motionless.

"I... the elder shaman of Houtu village, frugal and jealous, according to the oracle of the great god of Houtu, bestowed this fallen soul lamp on the descendant of the great god... Ziming, let her take charge of the soul treasure of my Houtu village, so as to serve as Jiman Prepare for the position!" Wu Lao yelled clearly and excitedly, although Xiao Hua couldn't understand, but at this time Xiao Mao was very knowledgeable and explained to Xiao Hua and others beside him.

"My child obeys the old witch's order!" Ziming floated to the old witch's side, prostrated himself on the ground, raised his hands high above his head, and said respectfully, "My child will take the soul lamp as his life, and he will always be with you. Falling Soul Lamp, comprehend the oracle of the Great God of Houtu, keep the safety of my Houtu village and my safety of Mengshan in my heart."

There was a kind smile on Wu Lao's face, and he gently put the Lost Soul Lamp in Ziming's hand, and Ziming got up slowly, with a kind of pride and pride on his face.

"Good~" Following Ziming holding the Luohun Lamp in his hands, he walked to the side and stood up, the Houtu village shaman said loudly again, "You shamans, today is the rare burning lamp in my Houtu village. Grand ceremony, in this grand occasion, I have an important announcement to everyone..."

"Mr. Wu..." Just as everyone was stunned, waiting for Mr. Wu to reveal the answer, Ji Man of Houtuzhai next to him stepped forward and said with a smile, "I also have a small news, I want to announce it. I also ask Elder Wu to forgive Meng Lang, who is a concubine."

"Oh? What's the matter with you?" Old Wu frowned, obviously feeling a little displeased.

However, Ji Man didn't care. He glanced at Ziming and smiled slightly. Ziming, who was holding the Lost Soul Lamp in his hand, felt tense, and his face showed an unnatural look. He didn't know what would happen to Ji Man again.

"Old shamans..." Houtuzhai Jiman said loudly, "Today is my Houtuzhai's grand ceremony, and it is also Ziming's wedding day. As Houtuzhai Jiman, I am happy for her from the bottom of my heart. You all know that Ziming was still a baby when Ji Man fell into the embrace of the Great God, so it was his concubine who tried her best to take over for her! Now Zi Ming has gone through all kinds of trouble Bitter, I finally lit the Lamp of the Fallen Soul, and completed the test of the God of Houtu, she... is the real Ji Man! I suddenly understood at the moment when the God of Houtu came, and I was just sent by the God of Houtu Those who come to lead the way must lead the way for Ziming!"

"Ah?" Not only Wu Lao was surprised, but Zi Ming was also shocked. They never thought that Ji Man would say such a thing! Especially Xiao Hua, under Xiao Mao's hurried decomposition after being stunned, he was also in a daze, "This...how is this possible? But...it's just a Rejuvenation Pill! This Ji Man...how could it be that Ji Manzhi Give it up to Ziming? Even if the Rejuvenation Pill is important, but... if there is no today, there will be no tomorrow, who knows if there will be any in the future? In the position of Ji Man, getting the Rejuvenation Pill...wouldn’t be more difficult than going to the sky, right? ...This is really weird! Could it be the missing Rejuvenation Pill..."

"Ji Man?" Elder Wu whispered, "This matter..."

"Ji Man..." Zi Ming was also accustomed to humility, "The child is still young, not enough to intimidate the world, not enough to sit on Ji Man's position!"

"Old Wu, when the God of Houtu descended just now, this concubine has already been enlightened. I forgive my self-willedness. I have already decided... ten years later, I will give up Ji Manwai Zen to Ziming." Ji Man said seriously. Said, "This concubine told all the shamans at Ziming's lamp-burning ceremony, please give me a proof!"

"Ten years?" Elder Wu pondered for a while, seeing Ji Man's expression, he didn't seem to be fake, nodded slightly, and said to Elder Wu of the eleven Wu villages, "Everyone, although this matter is the internal affairs of my Empress Village, but Since you are all here, how about you be a witness for me, Houtuzhai Jiman?"

"Okay..." the tall Wu Lao of Xuanming Village stroked his palms and praised, "Although my twelve Wu Villages have always been blood-supreme, they are both heirs of great gods. In the fight for the position of Wu Lao and Ji Man, It’s inevitable that there will be some pickiness and resentment, but this way of Ji Man makes this old man feel relieved! This old man will give you a testimony!”

Immediately several people clapped their hands and applauded.

If it is said that Ji Man's position should be given up to him now, Zi Ming would still hesitate in his heart. After all, he can't convince the crowd, and it will inevitably be difficult for him to be in the position suddenly. Maybe Ji Man will do something in it! Hearing that Ji Man put the time of abdication in ten years, that's the time for me to be full-fledged! Only then did Ziming know that Ji Man really wanted to return Ji Man's position to him.

"Ji Man..." Ziming called softly, the feeling was like she brought Xiao Hua to Huaixin Pavilion that day, and the voice was like the childish call of the young Ziming, "Boy..."

As he spoke, Ziming choked up, not knowing how to continue.

That Ji Man also smiled slightly, and nodded lightly, feeling a warmth in his heart, which he never felt after Ziyan's fall.

"Perhaps... is it true?" Xiao Hua today is not sure whether Ji Man's abdication is related to that Rejuvenation Pill.

Seeing that Ji Man gave up Ji Man's position to Zi Ming in front of so many people, Elder Wu was overjoyed. He understood the contradiction between Zi Ming and Ji Man better than Xiao Hua! As the saying goes, family and everything prosper, Houtuzhai has conflicts between Ziming and Jiman, how can it be stable? Even if Ziming can't directly oppose Ji Man, he can't stand the temptation of some Xiaoxiao people, or even if Ziming and Ji Man are not hostile, it is obvious that many people have to choose their own direction, is it with this Ziming? ? Or follow Ji Man? This easily formed a lot of undercurrents in Houtu Village! It can be said that Ziyan's death... the intrusion of the devil is also related to this contradiction! Although the two of them are not completely reconciled now, Ji Man's retreat has gradually weakened and disappeared the conflict. I believe that the Houtu Village after ten years will be completely different from the Houtu Village today.

"Okay~" Mr. Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought today was my double happiness in Houtu village! But I didn't expect it to be triple happiness! Thank you, God of Houtu!"

"Old man Jianji, what is your third favorite? Hurry up and tell a certain family!" A vulgar voice called out, "Could it be that you have a little Wu Lao again?"

"Hehe" the Houtu village shaman was not angry, he said with a smile, "Is this the third joy? It is the biggest joy of today! Not only the joy of my Houtu village, but also the joy of my Mengshan!!"

"Oh?" Xuanmingzhai Wu Lao suddenly came to his senses, and said anxiously, "Jianji! Could it be that you are talking about the Witch King..."

"Hahaha~ Not bad, not bad!" Hou Tuzhai Wu Lao laughed loudly, "The Witch King summoned us and dismissed us before the discussion came to any conclusion. Isn't the old man's supernatural power...isn't it useless??"

"Quick, quick..." The boss of the Xuanming village witch was anxious, "Jianji, tell me the reason of the matter quickly, a certain family has invited the great god Xuanming for this matter, but I didn't expect... that this knot is actually a knot. Here is God Houtu!"

"Everyone later!" Wu Lao nodded with a smile, and said to Ziming, "Ziming, please tell the seniors about the millet species!" (To be continued...)