Chapter 45: Digging Three Hundred Feet into the Ground (Please collect and recommend)

After hearing Donghua's trembling words, Hou Tu also glanced around, and immediately his face became a little embarrassed.

Needless to say, this must be a good thing done by the sons of his own tribe. Although Donghua said, take away whatever you like, but you can't take away everything except the land. The geese are plucked.

, the beast walks away and leaves its skin, people who don’t know better think that our witch tribe is the Tushan fox demon!

"Come on, you guys, get over here and start digging!" At this time, a group of witch soldiers came to a position not too far away from them, holding shovels in their hands. The leader ordered the rest of the witches.

"Yes." The witches responded one after another, and then began to dig the soil with shovels.

Hou Tu: "..."

Donghua: "..."

The two were stunned. After a few seconds, Donghua turned to Houtu with a stiff neck and asked her: "Houtu Ancestral Witch, what are they... doing?"

"Uh..." Houtu opened her mouth, but couldn't speak immediately. The main reason was that she couldn't tell what the men of her tribe were doing. Is there any treasure hidden underground? Impossible.

"Fellow Taoist, I'll go ask." Hou Tu said to Donghua, and then he appeared in front of the group of Wu soldiers.

Seeing this, Donghua's body flashed with purple light and he followed him.

"Greetings to the ancestral witch!" The shamans who were digging the soil were all startled when they saw Houtu suddenly appear. They immediately knelt on the ground together and saluted her.

As for Donghua, I'm sorry, we don't know him.

"Everyone, get up. What are you doing?" Hou Tu raised his hands to the shamans in front of him and asked.

"Thank you to the ancestral witch. Report back to the ancestral witch. God Gungun has given us an order. After we have moved all the spiritual plants on Penglai Immortal Island, we must dig 300 feet of ground here and transport the spiritual soil away. It will be built on Buzhou Mountain.

An orchard requires Penglai spiritual soil as the soil." The leader of the Wu clan team leader said respectfully to Hou Tu.

Hou Tu: "..."

Donghua: "..."

Hearing this answer, the two immortals were silent. For a long time, Donghua clenched his fists, his lips trembled, and said to Hou Tu: "Hou Tu Ancestral Witch, that iron-eating beast of the nobles, it is really...appetite

It’s quite big!”

"Ahem~" Houtu put his fist in front of his mouth and coughed lightly.

"Zu Wu, what are we now...?" Seeing that something seemed a little wrong in the atmosphere, the Wu clan captain looked at Donghua beside Hou Tu, and then asked Hou Tu in a low voice.

"If you want to dig, just dig. There will be nothing left. Pindao now has a breath of fresh air and he doesn't care if there is less soil." Donghua said, then turned and left.

"Fellow Taoist." Hou Tu turned around and raised his arm to Donghua.

"Houtu Ancestral Witch, there is no need to say anything. If it weren't for the Ancestral Witch, it would have taken tens of thousands of years to reshape the body. During this period, there is no guarantee that the demon clan will not find it, and Penglai cannot be saved, so...

It's okay." Donghua stopped for a while, said in a hoarse voice, and then continued to leave.

Looking at Donghua's leaving figure, Hou Tu suddenly felt pitiful for him for some reason.

To be honest, he should have completely perished in the Little Star Formation, but he is still alive now and can continue to use Penglai Immortal Island as his dojo. He should be very lucky, but I still feel so pitiful about him.

"Ancestral witch?" Seeing that Houtu had not answered her question, the team leader asked her again in a low voice.

"Do Hou Yi and Xing Tian know about the excavation of Penglai's spiritual soil?" Hou Tu asked.

"I know, the two great witches agreed. They said that since Prince Dong doesn't want to be an enemy of the demon clan anymore, we don't have to be polite to him. After all... we also sacrificed a lot in the battle with Bai Ze.

brother."

After hearing this, Hou Tu frowned and stood in silence for a long time. Finally, the space he was in fluctuated and disappeared from the place, leaving only one sentence: "Then... dig."

"Yes, ancestral witch." The witches who stayed here bowed their heads in response, and then continued digging.

…

At the same time, in the Lingquan Waterfall in Penglai.

"Hoo, ho, ho~" A black and white iron-eating beast with a big belly was floating on the water, sleeping soundly.

Regarding the question of whether the Pingxin that appeared after Hou Tu transformed into reincarnation or not Hou Tu, Gungun could never think of an exact answer. In the end, he decided: I don’t want to think about it anymore. No matter what, life has to go on. Now that things have changed

If you can't worry about the future, then live well in the present and don't let those distressing things affect your mood for a happy life.

As for Hou Tu... there will always be a way, for sure!

"Hou Yi, why do you think Brother Gungun sleeps so soundly every time he sleeps? And I only sleep once every thousand years. As for him, hey, I saw him a hundred times, and he slept ninety-nine times?" An

Next to it, Hou Yi and Xing Tian were roasting a deer. Xing Tian looked at the rolling deer floating on the water and said to Hou Yi with a smile.

After hearing this question, Hou Yi cut himself a piece of venison, turned to look at Gungun, a smile flashed on his face, and said: "Brother Gungun can master the Law of Silence in the realm of Daluo, which shows that he has great power.

Not surprisingly, it is the Avenue of Silence, and it is normal to sleep a little."

"Eat enough, sleep well, sleep well and eat well, and you can still become a Daluo Jinxian just like this. In a certain way, Brother Gungun is also extremely powerful." Xing Tian sighed.

"Ha, come on, do it! Let's take a bath after eating." Hou Yi shook his head, picked up the big bowl in his hand and said to Xing Tian.

"Okay!" Xing Tian responded, and then he also picked up the big bowl, clinked it with Hou Yi, and then both of them drank the wine that had been collected by Dong Wanggong for hundreds of thousands of years, which was fished out by Gun Gun with a treasure fishing pole.

"Buzz~" Suddenly, the space fluctuated, and Hou Tu came here.

"Zu Wu!" After drinking, they saw Hou Tu coming. Hou Yi and Xing Tian stood up at the same time and bowed their heads to salute her.

"Everyone, sit down." Hou Tu said softly, and then he took the lead to sit down. Seeing this, Hou Yi and Xing Tian also sat down again.

Looking at Gungun floating on the water in front of him, Hou Tu asked Hou Yi: "Is Gungun's belly feeling better?"

"Don't worry, ancestor witch. Although Duke Dongwang's spirit is powerful, brother Gungun's physical body is not bad either. He is fine now." Hou Yi replied.

"Yes." Hou Tu nodded, and then said with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "It has a vengeful character. It clearly has something wrong with it, but it always wants to teach Duke Dong Wang a lesson, and it also comes up with bad ideas.

Let you go... alas!"

"Brother Gungun just said that he was having a stomachache at that time and was naturally angry. Now he is fine. With his usual lazy temperament and the fact that he has gained a lot in Penglai this time, he will be gone in a few days.

I have forgotten this matter and I won’t really go to Donghua to trouble him,” Hou Yi said.

"Well. Let's not talk about it anymore. Daozu said that the lich will not fight for a million years. Hou Yi and Xing Tian, ​​you must train your soldiers in these million years. After a million years, a decisive battle will break out between the two races. Then

This battle... will determine who is the protagonist of the Great Desolate World!" Hou Tu warned Hou Yi and Xing Tian.

"Yes, ancestral witches!" The two great witches lowered their heads at the same time and said seriously.

? ? ?Thanks to ‘Qingshan, Liang’ for the 100 book coins reward.

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