Chapter 94 The ancestral witches recognized the gap

The aloof ancestral shamans of Pangu Palace have experienced it for tens of thousands of years. It is true that they will please you in every possible way, but they will not tolerate you.

They even suspected that if they were not of the Pangu bloodline, they might not even be able to open the door or enter the hall.

Moreover, they can only move in the hall, and the doors in other places cannot be opened at all.

It was also because they couldn't move at all in Pangu Hall, so Di Jiang placed the ancestral witch's territory on the top of Zhoushan Mountain, which made it very inconvenient for them to move around. This caused a quarrel before Pan Hao came.

But what did they see today!

The gate of Pangu Palace actually welcomed Pan Hao in!

The goddess who tried to please everyone turned out to be another man’s licking dog!

Even Hou Tu, who was the kindest in his heart, had his eyes widened in disbelief, not to mention Di Jiang, who was ten thousand times more kind than Hou Tu. He had devoted himself to making Pangu Palace recognize its master, and had spent tens of thousands of years trying to please him.

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At this moment, Di Jiang's heart was broken.

Pan Hao, who was originally going to go in and take a look, felt very uncomfortable when he was stared at by twelve hot eyes behind him, so he finally turned around and laughed.

"I told you that I am Pangu's direct relative. I have deep roots. I was born according to Pangu's will. I am also the first successor to Pangu's destiny. You still don't believe it. Do you believe it now?"

"Brother, why are you sighing?" Zhuo Jiuyin saw his eldest brother sighing and wanted to comfort him.

"Nothing." Di Jiang waved his hand, "I'm just sighing, when can I stand in the position of an elder brother?"

Perhaps, only Hou Tu and Zhu Jiuyin were the calmest. One might be happy for his brother, but the other was truly low-key, humble, and gentle.

Surprise flashed across Di Jiang's honest face, but then it was covered up by envy, and he looked at Pan Hao blankly.

"Bang——" The door was closed tightly.

The ground is covered with white jade, embedded with sea-naked golden beads. The ground is carved into a lotus shape, and each one looks like a twelve-grade lotus. The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and discernible. When you step on it with bare feet, you can only feel the warmth. It is unexpectedly like the prehistoric times.

The most top-grade jade is chiseled from Lantian warm jade.

Outside, Di Jiang took a deep look at the glorious Pangu Palace and the closed door, and sighed for a long time.

I saw that the cloud-top sandalwood beams in the hall were used, crystal jade bis were used as lamps, pearls were used as curtains, and Fan Jin was used as the pillar foundation!

Even if they say it, these guys are not convinced. It is better to let Pan Hao use his methods directly and happily.

But seeing Pangudian's licking behavior, they felt that they still underestimated their brother's identity.

If these Tao rhymes are digested one by one, Pangu Palace, originally the forty-six Taoist innate treasures, may not be able to go one step further and become a middle-grade innate treasure.

"Roar--!"

"Da Luo, Da Luo!!!"

A huge spiritual treasure, the Moon Bead, hangs on the top of the treasure in the palace, shining like a bright moon.

This is the perfect reason why Pangu Palace welcomes the more noble Pangu bloodline.

Dijiang:!!!

The honest face was completely replaced by shock. Luck, that's luck. Everyone knows how precious luck is in ancient times!!!

There are ten components of luck in the prehistoric times, Pangu's lineage accounts for 30%, Panhao alone accounts for 10%, Pangu's authentic sect accounts for 10%, and other blood descendants account for another 10%.

When I took a look inside the palace now, I saw that it was indeed worthy of its reputation as a treasure!

Turn around.

It would be better not to say anything about Pangu Dian’s recognition of Him as Lord. It is not because He is selfish, but it is not yet time.

The soul is so magical that my heart is filled with despair!

Hearing Di Jiang's complaint, Zhuo Jiuyin couldn't help but feel speechless. As the ancestral wizard of time, he also knew the most secrets. In fact, he recognized Pan Hao's identity when he first appeared, but didn't say anything about it.

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"Brother, I estimate!" Zhuo Jiuyin lowered his voice to ensure that the remaining younger brothers and sisters could not hear, "Brother Panhao alone has more luck than all our ancestral witches combined!"

Pan Hao's luck was indeed greater than theirs combined, no wonder Di Jiang was so shocked.

The expressions of the other ancestral witches were no different. After all, no living being would be happy if the place they were most proud of was completely destroyed.

Dijiang and his ancestral witches were in Pangu Zhengzong, and the only ones who shared their destiny with them were Sanqing, Hongyun, and Miaomiao.

The storm changes in anger, and the treasure door opens.

Initially he was a little dissatisfied, thinking that Pan Hao was just born early and was a strong Gonggong, so he lowered his head in discomfort.

Inside Pangu Hall, this was Panhao's first time entering the hall. The last time he came, he just looked outside, recognized the master and left.

Just like the Sanqing who had just recognized the reality, the ancestral witches at this moment finally realized that there really was a more authentic Pangu direct relative than them in this ancient world!

Compared with them, they have deeper heels, nobler status, richer luck, and more handsome looks!

Exactly:

It was the first time for Pan Hao to see such a beautiful workman, and he was immediately shocked.

"Second brother!" Di Jiang asked tremblingly, "Is there a way to increase luck?"

Zhuojiuyin, what a pity!

Pan Hao sighed inwardly, and just glanced at the reactions of each of the twelve ancestral witches to get a rough idea of ​​their personalities, and then walked into Pangu Hall without looking back.

The decoration alone was so mysterious, and what shocked Panhao even more was the law of the great road engraved on the inner wall of the hall, and the rhyme of the great road that pervaded it!

Pangu Palace has suppressed the source of resentment of three thousand demon gods for countless years, how could there not be some progress? Engraving the laws of the Great Dao is the greatest progress!

Then, the Twelve Ancestral Witches thought of how Pan Hao had become angry, Zhou Shan had changed his face, and then he had casually taken out Pangu's blood, as well as the extremely rich Pangu aura. In fact, the Ancestral Witches no longer doubted Pan Hao's identity.

"I know, brother!!"

The only thing that made Panhao angry was the twelve small palaces placed on the floor of the hall. Not only were the carvings rough, but they were also extremely ugly, which simply ruined the beauty of Pangu Hall.

However, Zhuo Jiuyin's affirmative look was enough, and Di Jiang instantly felt relieved.

The ancestral witches were also very unjust. If they could enter the rooms in Pangu Hall, why would they be laying a floor in the hall?

"Hmph, the teachings of the ancestral witches must also be put on the agenda. If you dare to destroy Honghuang in the future, you won't be able to beat them to death!"

"Brothers and sisters!" Di Jiang raised his arms and shouted, "It takes ten thousand years to adjust yourself. Ten thousand years later, we will enter Daluo together!"

"Alas~"

The flames on the head of the unruly Zhu Rong were lowered.

In the memory of future generations, the Witch Clan has brought chaos to the earth. If it is true, there is no need for God to take action. He will beat him first, and then beat him if he doesn't change!

Afterwards, Pan Hao chose a good place to sit down, reached out and took out a small ball of colorful origin, which was the purest avenue of origin given by Pangu Palace.

Zhuo Jiuyin gave Di Jiang a look of affirmation, but now that the three clans are fighting for hegemony, it is not a good time for the Wu clan to take action. They still need to quietly accumulate strength.

"Getting it from Pangu Palace and digesting it in Pangu Palace can be regarded as having a beginning and an end!"

After laughing at himself, Pan Hao calmed down and began to refine the origin of this avenue.

Second update, one more thing! Remember to vote!

Respect for Hands: The setting of Koi Sweet and Sour, that is, the book: Hongyun: Mahayana Buddhism makes a saint, Hongyun takes the form of Pangu’s first blood, and is a very authentic descendant of Pangu. I will put this setting in the comments later

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