Wu Ping was safe and had nothing to do. Houtu swept away the depression in his heart and restored the spirit of the ancestor witch, so he had the heart to check the fourth ancestral land of the witch clan.

The blood pool that filled Pangu's essence and blood has dried up, and Houtu can only sigh that this is probably the magic of fate. She never thought that she would come to the fourth ancestral land of the witch clan in this way.

There is a basic exercise carved by Wu on the inner wall of the blood pool. Although it is only the exercises before the Spirit Fairyland, Hou Tu still feels some insights after seeing it.

Around the hall of the ancestral land, there are portraits of the twelve ancestor witches, and the same is true for the other three ancestors, but the movements of the ancestor witches in the portrait are not exactly the same.

Houtu had a whim and suddenly did his own movements on the portrait in the order from the fourth ancestral land to the first ancestral land.

Her eyes became brighter and she made this set of movements over and over again, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. She could feel that the potential hidden in her body was being stimulated by this set of movements, but what was missing.

It's the rhythm!

Houtu quickly realized this. After many attempts, she finally found the right rhythm and showed her own body. The shackles in her body were shattered, and her cultivation reached the quasi-saint realm, second only to Di Jiang and Xuan Ming among the witch clan.

After looking at the surprised human race not far away, Houtu turned into a human form again. The joy of breaking through his cultivation level flashed by, and suddenly felt a little tired.

She was tired not because of the surprised attitude shown by the human race, but because she was a little embarrassed between the witch clan and the martial arts.

The witch clan she trusts the most cannot tolerate her favorite martial arts.

First, Wu encountered danger, not seeking protection from the witch clan, but taking the risk to the East China Sea to seek help from the saints. Now she has discovered another secret of the witch clan in the Fourth Ancestor Land, but she does not know whether she should tell other witches.

There are many smart people among the ancestor witches. Even if she just rubbed the portraits on the walls to other ancestor witches, they will definitely infer from the connection between the portraits and the first three ancestors that she mastered the fourth ancestor.

This time, protecting the Jade-faced Fox Clan and taking Wu to the East China Sea made a lot of noise. Other ancestor witches already knew the relationship between her and Wu, and that is, she told the origin of "The Witch God", so the other ancestor witches barely recognized Wu's brother-in-law.

Even if Houtu refuses to tell the news about the Fourth Ancestral Land, if other ancestral witches insist on investigating, sooner or later they will find Wu and the human race.

But if it is concealed and not reported, the witch clan will be defeated in the decisive battle with the demon clan, and Houtu will find it difficult to rest assured, which is different from the news about Pangu's essence and blood.

The other ancestor witches will definitely not let go of Pangu's essence and blood without attributes, but if it is just news from the fourth ancestral land, the ancestor witches may not be bothered with Wu for her sake.

After all, all the ancestor witches had previously believed that the Pangu essence and blood in the Fourth Ancestral Land was just essence and blood of a certain attribute.

Thinking that this is the ancestral land of the human race, Wu's personal disciples are here, Houtu will for the time being thrown away these worries and come to the illusion where he has clearly finished his cultivation, but is still pretending to be a cultivation, and speaks: "Don't pretend, get up first and get the punishment."

With the guidance of Wu, the four men of Sword, Ji, Spear, and Fist have already broken through to the realm of Earth Immortality, and the aura of Immortal and Dharma has also been enhanced. Now the aura of Immortal has stabilized, and Houtu knows that Immortal must have ended my cultivation.

"Master's wife, this is a precept!" Fa respectfully handed over the precept, and gloatfully looked at the young junior sister who was about to be unlucky, together with the sword, halberd, and spear fist.

The young junior sister Huan is a major in illusion, and she always treats them as experimental subjects, and often makes them fools. Due to the rules set by the master, they are not able to teach her a lesson. They often feel helpless. Now Huan is finally in trouble. They stop practicing and come to support her master's wife.

"Hmph, Brother Fifth, wait for me!"

Seeing that the plan was exposed, he could only get up, put his waist on his back and force the fifth senior brother to the word, then turned into a pitiful look, picked up one of Houtu’s arms and rubbed it up, begging for mercy, "Master's wife, don’t punish me, okay? Can the master's wife help me plead with the master?"

Hou Tu showed a cruel smile on his lips and said, "It's not okay to plead for you, but I can make the decision to change the punishment for you. If you don't want to be thumped in the palm of your hand, how about spanking?"

When she saw Huan for the first time, Houtu felt that she had a very similar temperament to the vixen Yu Linglong. She couldn't teach Yu Linglong a lesson, and she could just get Huan out of breath.

"Master's wife, let's slap the palm!" Although the flesh on the butt is thicker, Huange does not want to make a fool of himself in front of his senior brother, so he can only stretch out his palm timidly.

"Bang!" The ring strip ruthlessly twitched on Huan's palm, leaving a red mark. Huan almost cried out in pain. She shook her body for a moment, but she did not dare to retract her arm, but she looked even more pitiful and adorable.

Houtu showed no mercy and beat the bans one after another. She often worked as a lecturer when she was in the Wu clan, but she never punished students in such a novel way. When she tried it for the first time, she found that it was still very pleasant to draw. In the future, she could follow her imitation when she returned to the Wu clan.

The witch clan has a thick skin and a thick flesh, unlike this disciple of Wu, which can make her feel more enjoyable.

The five senior brothers who were originally gloating about the miserable reason, their hearts were also thrust when they saw Huan being beaten so badly, and they were up and down with the sound of the ring whipping Huan's palm.

No one dares to stop the detention from being left behind. These are the rules set by the martial arts.

Whoever dares to stop it will only be more severe.

If you want to show your relationship with your brother and sister, why didn’t you urge Huan to practice diligently earlier?

Houtu took all the reactions of his six brothers and sisters into his eyes. He secretly admired the profound skills of Wu's disciples in his heart. When he went to Donghai to see Wu, he must learn from Wu and learn a few tricks of mastering his disciples.

After twenty strokes, Huan's palms were turned out of flesh, which looked shocking. Hou Tu returned the precepts to Fa and said, "You can help her deal with them." Then he left the ancestral land of the human race and headed towards Penglai Island, East China Sea.

However, when he arrived outside Penglai Island, looking at the fog that completely enveloped Penglai Immortal Island, Houtu realized that he forgot to let Wu come out to pick her up.

When she came with Wu for the first time, she was in a special situation. She released the aura of the ancestor witch directly outside the formation, attracting the attention of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Now that she is here to meet Wu, it is a bit unreasonable to find the Tongtian Sect Master to open the door in this way.

Fortunately, just when she was at a loss, Taoist Duobao happened to be the referee for the East China Sea cultivator and flew over with his own gourd.

Seeing Houtu blocking the gate of the temple, Taoist Duobao put away the gourd as a mount, tidied up his sleeves, and walked forward and asked politely: "Why do the girl stay here? But what trouble did she encounter? Is it true that Taoist Duobao, the senior brother of the Jie Sect? I wonder if there is any place to help the girl?"
Chapter completed!