After hearing Mingyu's words, Elder Li Chu said silently. After Zhuo Shang's wine whispered, he might have been alarmed. He suddenly stood up and bowed to Mingyu, raised his hands and eyebrows, made a big gesture, and said loudly: "My fellow Taoist is really a great man, and he is considering my witch clan in this way. I am ashamed and lived for billions of years in vain, but was tempted by profit for a while. If it weren't for this warning, it would have caused trouble for my witch clan. Please also beg me for my kindness. I will remember this love and death in my heart. I should report to the ancestor witch to thank my fellow Taoist for his hard work."

I thought that Elder Li Chu felt a little alarmist, but unexpectedly, Li Chu came like this. How could he bear this great gift? Ming Yu quickly got up and raised his hand to return. He kept saying that he didn't dare.

"My fellow Taoist is too serious, and the millet matter has arisen because of me. I was incomplete at that time. At this time, I was just trying to make up for the slaughter of the sheep and seek peace of mind afterwards. I really don't deserve such a great gift from fellow Taoist." Mingyu really relieved himself. It seems that Elder Li Chu had heard of his words, and he admired Li Chu very much. He deserved to be the Great Elder. He had extraordinary knowledge and could understand it at all.

Even in later generations, facts are in front of them, and many people ignore them. They are confused by profit and are willing to be short-sighted people and spit out for future generations. The vast land of the vast world is so vast, the spiritual energy is like liquid, and all things have the opportunity to create. Once they are enlightened, they become gods and immortals. Although there are thousands of witch clans, millet cannot be planted throughout the entire prehistoric world. But after Mingyu finished speaking, Elder Li Chu could understand the causes before and after, and he was really a wise man.

"I admire the fact that fellow Taoists can understand the past and the future. If I don't talk a little, I will definitely have a merit in the future." Mingyu is now truly admiring Elder Li Chu. He thought that he just realized that the witch clan was too eager for quick success and instant benefits, and he eliminated countless plants and trees and planted millet, and there were no creatures thousands of miles apart from this thing. This is not the realm of mortals, but a place where gods practice. Every opportunity of every grass and tree is coming, and every opportunity will be great. This is why he persuaded Xing Tianli Chu.

Li Chu felt a little embarrassed when he heard Mingyu praise him like this. In fact, he was a little dissatisfied with this matter. He just thought that Houtu ancestor witch Xiang had compassion and agreed. It was not until he thanked Mingyu that he had some understanding of what Mingyu said.

"I am ashamed. I have only realized that I will give you a chance and leave you with a chance. I didn't expect that fellow Taoists have such a big mind, so why worry about the great way in the future!"

"Hahaha..." Mingyu couldn't help laughing. Elder Li Chu didn't know what great way. The witch clan did not cultivate the soul and did not possess the heart of heaven. It was just a compliment to him. In the future, the Taoist ancestor was born, so that sentient beings could understand what the great way was. Pointing to Zhuo Shang's wine, "If a fellow Taoist can understand my hard work, he will feel at ease. It's better to sit down and taste the good wine!"

"What fellow Taoist said is that this wine is already warm, and it's just a good time to taste it. This wine is brewed by a mixture of millet and many grass and trees. It took several years to succeed and is just used to entertain fellow Taoists." As soon as Elder Li Chu talked about the fine wine he brewed, he talked endlessly, from selecting ingredients to fermenting, and then to baking. After a while, Ming Yu felt that he could make a complete collection of wine making, so he stopped.

After the three of them finished drinking, Mingyu temporarily lived in the Witch Clan. This time, he came to the Witch Clan and truly realized the true face of the Witch Clan's life. As the outside world was spreading, they were all fighting and started fighting in just a few words. This made Mingyu think of the fact that when Xing Tian came to the Witch Clan, the two witches were not as good as those of them, and they actually started fighting.

In the past few days, Mingyu only felt that his mind was transparent, his soul was condensed little by little, and he instilled the three flowers of the purple palace, which made him even more spectacular. In the extremely vast purple palace, golden light was flourishing, and the three flowers of the soul were blooming, and flowers fell. A warm breath entered the three flowers from the heavenly spirit, and Mingyu couldn't help but be surprised: "The aura of merit!"

"Ha, it's really not what I expected. The witch race planted millet, which is to follow the heavens and have great achievements." Mingyu is very clear about the benefits of this merit. Didn't Nuwa become a saint in the end? Merit can enhance a person's fortune and be blessed by heaven and earth. Whoever wants to make things difficult for himself is to make things difficult for himself. Cause and effect with himself is to make things difficult for heaven and earth. Killing a person with great merit will be really disgusted by heaven and earth, and everything will be abandoned by heaven and earth. If you want to make things difficult for him, you will not be surprised if you die. Mingyu is naturally a lot of and good at this merit.

"Ming Yu is here. Our family brought the divine iron. Just as there was nothing to do, I brought it over. Let's take a look. This thing is very heavy and it took a lot of effort." Ming Yu was comprehending the Taoist Dharma, but was shocked by a loud roar. Xing Tian was familiar with him and often came to disturb him. Ming Yu came to the witch clan to refine the divine iron for him, but he didn't expect that the millet matter would be delayed. It was not until everything was finished that he realized that Xing Tian still had a divine iron.

Mingyu stood up and walked out of the stone house. He saw Xing Tian sitting on a meteorite several feet tall. The meteorite was pitch black and had no spirituality at all, like a stubborn stone. If he didn't know the cause, he would definitely think it was a piece of useless scrap iron.

"Fellow Daoist, come and see this divine iron. It's not easy for our family to move to you. Can we melt it and make a big axe?" Xing Tian slapped the divine iron under him and shouted excitedly at Mingyu. Since he found the millet, he has forgotten this scum because he won't have to eat anymore. Now that he has free time, he remembered that he invited Mingyu to melt the divine iron.

"Get up and let me take a good look at this divine iron that cannot even melt the Nine Ming Divine Fire!" Mingyu walked forward, pushed Xing Tian away, and looked up the so-called divine iron up and down, left and right. It was nothing to see when I looked at it. It was just a stubborn stone without spirituality. How could it not even melt the Nine Ming Divine Fire?

Mingyu saw through his spiritual consciousness and as soon as he approached this piece of divine iron, a soft thrust pushed his spiritual consciousness away, but he couldn't penetrate it. Mingyu's face changed and he was really out of sight. He was really a piece of divine iron. After retracting his spiritual consciousness, Mingyu stood in front of this piece of divine iron without saying a word, and could automatically generate a material that was powered to isolate the detection of the spiritual consciousness, but it was not spiritual at all. It was really strange and had never heard of it. Innate materials also have spirituality and contained spiritual energy. When a practitioner approached, he would be attracted by the innate spiritual energy in it, but this divine iron looked like a meteorite on the surface, which was not surprising. The witch clan did not cultivate the soul, so he naturally could not feel it, but Mingyu was different.

Xing Tian looked at Mingyu standing in front of his divine iron without saying a word. Even his brows frowned, he knew that he would have no hope. At the beginning, he looked for Zhurong Zurong and wanted him to melt the iron for him, but he returned without success. Finally, under the guidance of Zhurong Zuwu, he thought that the practitioners who practiced Taoism were different from the witch clan, and could definitely melt the iron. It can be seen that Mingyu's expression was so good that it seemed that the monks were like the witch clan and had no way of doing this.

"Fellow Daoist, can't this iron even you melt?" Xing Tian asked Mingyu, looking a little disappointed.

"How strange, how strange!" Mingyu turned around the divine iron twice, and was amazed. He did not answer Xing's question, but said to himself: "I have never seen this iron before, and I have never even heard of it. It can block Nu Dao's spiritual consciousness. If it can make a magic weapon, it is really a treasure. However, the spiritual consciousness is blocked. How can the fire of the soul be refined? Even Zhurong's ancestor witch's Nine-Dao divine fire do anything. It seems that it is really a piece of divine iron." After saying this, Mingyu looked at Xing Tian humbly.

"I'm really sorry, this thing is a strange material. It is born to block the souls of our Taoist practitioners. Not to mention Nu Dao, even the true sun fire of the demon clan Emperor Jun Taiyi cannot get close to it. Although Nu Dao has the innate five elements fire, it depends on the soul and has been refined by Nu Dao and the sun divine light. I don't know if we can refine things after we break through the Daluo realm, it really won't work at this time."

After hearing this, Xing Tian expressed his loss on his face. "It's still not possible, so what's the use of this thing?" Xing Tian looked at the divine iron and kicked him hard, "It can't melt, it's like a stubborn stone. Let's abandon it now, and ignore it again!" As he said that, he was about to carry this divine iron and throw it out.

How could such a magical material be abandoned in the wilderness? Mingyu dared to stop Xing Tian tightly. He said, "Otherwise, if this thing can melt and make a weapon, it should be a treasure, and fighting with the monks and demons will definitely lead to no disadvantages. It is the best tool-making material for the witch clan, but we have limited knowledge and don't know how to melt it. It's better to save it. If the opportunity is coming in the future, it will definitely be of use."

Looking at the divine iron in front of him, he knew it was a divine object, but he could only see it but couldn't use it. It was really unlucky. Xing Tian sat on it and said weakly: "Save it according to fellow Taoists. Maybe he can find out the origin of this object in the future and melt it at that time."

"It's so good." Ming Yu gently tapped the stubborn iron in front of him with the green bamboo in his hand, and suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart, but this thought was not revealed to Xing Tian.

Look at this iron again, it is really worthy of being a divine iron. Fire cannot burn, and god cannot enter. It is not from heaven and earth, but like a chaotic thing. It is just that in chaos, everything cannot be born. As for how this divine iron was born, it is not something Mingyu can know.

Legend has it that Pangu was born from an egg, and it broke out from the shell and was born with spiritual objects. After the egg whites opened, some of the essence fell into the prehistoric world. The earth books in Zhen Yuanzi's hands were the transformation of these clear air. After his transformation, it became a companion spiritual treasure, which could make the illusion of the earthly body and form a small world.

However, I have never heard of anyone talking about where the egg yolk has gone and what kind of spiritual treasure it turns into. This piece of magical iron is not an innate material, so it may be related to the egg yolk. If this is true, this thing will have a merit and fortune in the future. But now the opportunity is not here, so it can only turn into such a piece of stubborn iron, which is misled by others.

Mingyu also heard from several friends. It is a bit difficult for him to remember it at once. This legend is like a story that cannot be verified at all. It is just like a topic of conversation and forget it. Who would really care? This is also because Mingyu took the lead and was able to associate it with various legends in later generations.
Chapter completed!