Chapter 1685 The 12 Great Witch Masters of Mount Meng

"Si~How come the flying speed is so fast?" Seeing that the speed of the black shadow had far surpassed his own, Xiao Hua unconsciously narrowed his eyes and was shocked.

When the black shadow fell under the steps of the ancestral temple, Xiao Hua could see clearly that the black shadow was a bird and beast with four fleshy wings on its back. This bird and beast not only had four wings, but also a There are three claws on the chest, and there is a fleshy crown like a phoenix crown on top of the bird's head raised high!

"Grandma, I'm late again!" Before the weird bird and beast could stop, an old man who was no more skinny than a bamboo pole jumped off the bird and beast's back. Zhongshan fell next to the shaman of Houtu Village.

"You are the old shaman from Dijiang Village, so you are naturally good at speed! Even if you are late, just fly faster?" The tall old man laughed and said, "That's why... you always fly faster." Be late!”

"Ming Hua! I have something to do this time!" The old wizard of Dijiang Village argued, "My Mengshan Mountain is in such a dangerous situation today, of course I have to work hard to find a solution!"

"Ming Hua??" Although these wizard elders spoke in the language of Mengshan, Xiao Hua didn't understand what he understood, but when the wizard said "Ming Hua", it was just like the words Xiao Hua heard before. Weeping's name is ordinary, and the pronunciation is very similar, Xiao Hua can't help but feel excited!

"Could it be that...this old man is the one that the empress in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm is looking for...Ming Hua?" Xiao Hua looked at the unusually tall witch elder on the steps in the distance, as well as the shaman's gray-haired appearance. No matter what he did, he couldn't stop him. Put together with the empress’s gorgeous and unparalleled appearance! It's like cow dung and flowers.

Immediately afterwards, several people said a few more words and all entered the ancestral temple.

After several people's figures disappeared, everyone up and down the steps took a long breath and moved slowly.

When Xiao Hua followed the palace guard into the ancestral temple, he saw Li Zongbao, Fairy Hongxia and others standing in the corner not far from the palace door. Xiao Hua did not need the palace guard to lead them at all. Passed by. But Xiao Hua had just taken two steps when the palace guard behind him said anxiously: "Master Xiao, your place is not here!"

"Oh? Where is that?" Xiao Hua turned around and asked curiously.

The palace guard glanced at the skeleton with his soul consciousness, pointed his hand above the ancestral temple, and said with a smile: "Master Xiao's position is second only to the top of the eleventh witch elder."

"No need, the poor Taoist is right here!" Xiao Hua looked at the Taoist robe on his body and shook his head. At this time, he also knew why so many soul warriors were staring at him just now.

"The sorcerer has an order. I dare not disobey, but I also invite Mr. Xiao to come forward!" Will the palace guard let him do whatever he wants?

"Go and talk to Mr. Wu.

Xiao Hua said lightly, "Since I am qualified to stand there, it is natural to stand here!" "

Seeing Xiao Hua not going, the palace guard had no choice but to leave and go to the old wizard's place to report.

Xiao Hua ignored him. Walked towards Fairy Hongxia and others.

"Brother..." Xiao Mao smiled and waved before Xiao Hua came closer.

"Why did you come here!" Fairy Hongxia complained a little, "We have been waiting for a long time, and we thought something happened to you again!"

"Well, from what the guard said, we are just the front and back legs!" Xiao Hua sighed, "But. I just met Ji Man in the palace!"

"Oh? What for??" Fairy Hongxia's face tightened and she asked hurriedly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" Xiao Hua knew that everyone, like him, had some preconceived ideas about Ji Man, so he waved his hand and said, "She just asked about Ziyan and Ziming, and she didn't embarrass me! Moreover, this Ji Man Man Ye is really pitiful..."

It's a pity that he didn't wait until he finished. Fairy Hongxia said coldly: "Poor people must be hateful!"

"This..." Xiao Hua was speechless.

"What? Am I wrong? If it weren't for her connivance with Zi Yan, if she hadn't rejected Zi Ming from the bottom of her heart, Houtu Village would be in this situation?" Fairy Hongxia retorted, "Don't look at her superficial concern for Zi Ming. Ming, let Zi Ming do everything, but she is retreating in order to advance. Once she catches Zi Ming's hand like before, she will put Zi Ming to death! "

"Okay! Just pretend I didn't say anything!" Xiao Hua was speechless. After all, everyone has their own judgment. He only hoped that his judgment would not be too outrageous.

Ignoring Fairy Hongxia's questioning, Xiao Hua raised his eyes and looked at the entire ancestral temple. Today is different from last time. There are not many people in the ancestral temple today, but everyone is quite old, and most of them are old shamans. Moreover, these witch elders are divided into three levels, with clear distinctions.

The first part is the old shaman from the Twelve Main Villages, standing in front of the statue of the great god Houtu, occupying a huge area.

Then came the second part, nearly 200 people, and these 200 people were divided into two groups, arranged on the left and right sides of the statue of the god. It should be the so-called Ninety-nine Shangzhai Wu Lao in Houtuzhai and Shebizhai.

The last part is the third part, which is also divided into two groups, following the ninety-nine upper villages in front. Each group has about 300 people, who should be the so-called Wu Lao of the three hundred and sixty lower villages.

Xiao Hua took a look and found that there were many witch elders here, all of whom looked similar. He really couldn't tell the difference between the shaman elders of Hongdi Village that he met first.

"Huh? Ziming doesn't seem to be in this ancestral temple?" Xiao Hua looked at it for a moment and suddenly realized. Sure enough, the surrounding area around the statue of the gods in the ancestral temple was empty, and there was no sign of any human beings. "No, Ji Man is also there." Isn’t she here? It seems like she should have been here a long time ago! Zi Ming is the protagonist of tonight’s Lantern Festival, and Ji Man is the most popular figure in Hou Tu Village after Wu Lao. Is it possible that she is not here?”

Thinking about it, Xiao Hua carefully looked around the statue of the god, trying to find some clues. However, what the naked eye saw was still empty, and now on the ancestral temple, the witches of the twelve main villages of Mengshan gathered together. Any one of them was an existence that Xiao Hua looked up to. How could Xiao Hua dare to release the Buddha's consciousness?

After a rough look, Xiao Hua gave up and focused his eyes on the twelve witches who were talking in a low voice. Among these twelve witches, except for the witch of Hou Tu Village who looked young, there were three other young and abnormal people. However, these three people were facing Xiao Hua sideways, and Xiao Hua could not see their faces.

In particular, the witch of Xuanming Village that Xiao Hua saw outside the ancestral temple seemed to be named Minghua. He was really big, and he stood at the outermost, blocking the other witches tightly. Xiao Hua couldn't even if he wanted to see what these witches looked like.

However, occasionally from the side of the flashing body of the witch Minghua, Xiao Hua could still see the backs or sides of those witches, and they all seemed to look a little strange! There was even a third arm growing out of the arm of Wu Lao.

"Tsk tsk... It's really strange people with strange visions!" Xiao Hua blinked his mouth and was about to retract his gaze, but at this moment, Wu Lao Minghua raised his arm and made way for the figure of Wu Lao with three arms. What's more, coincidentally, the scarf-like thing on the old man's head was suddenly opened, and a hideous ghost face was revealed under the scarf, and the eyes that looked like blood holes met Xiao Hua's gaze!

"Shh~" Xiao Hua was startled, and the hairs on his body stood up. If he saw a ghost face normally, he might not be afraid, but it was completely beyond his expectation that it suddenly appeared under the scarf behind Wu Lao's head. Fortunately, the scarf seemed to be lifted by the Xuanming Village Wu Lao's body when he swayed. As the Xuanming Village Wu Lao lowered his arm, the scarf fell again, covering the ghost face behind the Wu Lao's head, and the figure of the Xuanming Village Wu Lao completely covered the Wu Lao.

"Damn, who are these Baiwan Mengshan Wu Lao?!" Xiao Hua said inwardly with lingering fear, "What are these so-called twelve gods like? Could they all be..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua suddenly had an epiphany!

"I understand! Are these twelve great gods... related to the ancient spiritual beasts? The Baiwan Mengshan is the descendant of those spiritual beasts, just like there are many cultivators with spiritual beast blood in my Three Kingdoms of Cultivation? Moreover, isn't Fairy Hongxia the blood of Bingfeng? Isn't their Cai family's ancestral temple also in Baiwan Mengshan? It's just that these twelve spiritual beasts are too powerful, oh? Not necessarily, probably similar to Fairy Hongxia's ancestor Bingfeng? Otherwise, the Cai family's ancestral temple would not be placed in Baiwan Mengshan! Perhaps the Cai family could not gain a foothold in Baiwan Mengshan later, so they moved from Baiwan Mengshan to my Dao Sect's Xiguo! Hehe, what a pity, if the Cai family was also in Baiwan Mengshan, I could have made a living!"

Thinking of Fuman, Xiao Hua's heart moved again, "Where did Ye Yu go? Didn't he want to kill Xiao Mao? Now that Xiao Mao's identity is uncertain, it's a good opportunity for him to take action. When Xiao Mao's identity is recognized by the witch of Shebi Village, how can he have any chance?"

"Oh, no, I'm afraid Ye Yu has said something in front of the witch of Shebi Village?" Xiao Hua frowned again, "Otherwise, why did the witch have a problem with me before entering the ancestral temple? He actually blocked so many people in front of the ancestral temple of Hou Tu Village and attacked me? Is he going to attack me? Or is he going to attack Xiao Mao?"

The more Xiao Hua thought about it, the more he felt bad. Seeing Xiao Mao's face with a kind of joy and expectation, he secretly worried in his heart.

Just as Xiao Hua was thinking wildly, another half an hour of waiting passed. The whole ancestral temple was a little noisy. Not only did the twelve great witches have some words, but many witches were also whispering. This Lantern Ceremony is really rare.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound came from outside the ancestral temple, and the originally noisy hall immediately became quiet. Even the twelve witch elders who had gathered together to discuss hurriedly dispersed and stood in their own places in a very orderly manner... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)