Chapter 244 The third lecture is coming soon
Wu Clan, Pangu Hall.
Two people were standing in the empty hall, and one was lying.
"Zhu Lao Er, why is this Shebishi still not awake?" Dijiang frowned.
"I don't know either." Zhu Jiuyin also had a puzzled look in his eyes.
In fact, to be honest, Zhu Jiuyin felt that the time was almost up, and no matter how immersed he was, he should have woken up by now.
After all, a dignified ancestor of witches couldn't really get lost in it, right?
At this moment, Shebishi's external injuries had completely disappeared, and there was not even a trace of them, but he still couldn't wake up.
"How about... ask someone to help?" Dijiang pondered for a few times, and then said.
"Who to ask?" Zhu Jiuyin sighed lightly: "Ask the Three Pure Ones? Or ask Bai Ze? They can't solve this problem either."
You can't ask Donghuang Taiyi, right? The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it? That would be too absurd.
Dijiang also sighed and said slowly: "Let's wait and see."
Zhu Jiuyin pinched his nose bridge, really... getting more and more worried every day.
There was a 'big battle' just before, and the next thing was that Shebi Shi hadn't woken up yet.
"By the way, big brother." Zhu Jiuyin raised his head and suddenly asked: "That day you and Dijun fought against Dong Wanggong, what happened in the end?"
Dijiang looked slightly embarrassed. Could he tell Zhu Jiuyin that he was accidentally tricked by Dong Wanggong and almost lost his mind, but in the end he relied on Dijun to protect his mind?
Impossible! Absolutely can't say!
"It's nothing, Dong Wanggong turned into the Heavenly Emperor Tribulation, cursing us liches to die a bad death." Dijiang said lightly.
"Ha." Zhu Jiuyin sneered: "He even cursed."
"Don't underestimate Dong Wanggong." Dijiang said slowly: "It's because he's dead, otherwise... we really have to be on guard against him. I still remember that when he first came into contact with us, he was not Gonggong's opponent. In that last battle..."
Dijiang could clearly feel that Dong Wanggong was at least as good as him. If it was a one-on-one battle, he would be very difficult to deal with with so many spiritual treasures in his hands.
"Fortunately, he is dead." Zhu Jiuyin said.
"By the way." Dijiang looked at Zhu Jiuyin: "Is there any way to protect your mind? To ensure that you are not affected?"
Dijiang discovered the weakness of the Wu clan.
There is no Yuanshen, and they are not good at dealing with these. If they really encounter this great power... the result is self-evident.
"Well, let me think about it." Zhu Jiuyin frowned, thought for a while, and then said:
"In fact, all I can think of is to protect myself and my mind with the Great Dao. There is no way, and we can't learn those obscure magical powers..."
Zhu Jiuyin knows about some people's magical powers.
For example, Tongtian's sword heart is clear, which is a great supernatural power to protect the mind.
There is also Baichuan's Tao heart, which is directly copied and even more advanced.
Zhu Jiuyin also only knows the name, but does not know how effective it is.
There are many other innate powers who directly use spiritual treasures to protect the mind, which is countless times more convenient than the witch clan.
"That's all there is to it." Dijiang sighed lightly: "I will study this supernatural power later, and you should also pay more attention to it. The shortcomings of our witch clan need to be solved."
"Yeah." Zhu Jiuyin nodded solemnly. Since returning from the heaven, Zhu Jiuyin rarely showed his previous frivolous appearance. Maybe the object of bullying has not woken up yet.
At the same time, in the courtyard of the Great Thousand Worlds.
Baichuan closed his eyes, sat on the lawn, and supported his face with one hand.
In front of him was a chessboard with different chess pieces arranged on it.
Baichuan slowly opened his eyes, chuckled, and dropped the last piece.
Buzz!
The world was silent, and the chessboard played out countless past events, finally freezing at the scene of Emperor Jun and all the tribes paying homage.
The boundless heaven, the luxuriously decorated Sun Temple, the figure in the emperor's robe on the high platform, and below, thousands of top demon gods worshiped together, Donghuang on the left, Ziwei on the right, and Kunpeng Shilie standing on both sides.
"This story is a good ending, right?" Baichuan chuckled and took the chessboard back.
There was almost nothing left before the three lectures, and the remaining time was for a good rest.
Of course, it was impossible to rest, and it was impossible to rest in this life.
The remaining time was left to comprehend the Qiongguan formation, and Baichuan did not completely forget the Hongmeng purple air.
So, Baichuan came directly to the Qiongguan formation, crossed his legs, meditated, and quietly comprehended.
"Going to retreat again?" Fuxi was slightly startled, looked in the direction of Baichuan, then shook his head and chuckled.
Baichuan retreated, and Nuwa also retreated, and it seemed that each of them had gained a lot.
"Boss Fuxi, where is Boss Bai Ze?" Jin Peng appeared out of nowhere and asked with a smile.
"Bai Ze..." Fuxi smiled:
"He must have gone out with Hou Tu, and the two have not come back."
"Ah?" Jin Peng frowned slightly:
"Did he forget that he had a disciple?"
Jin Peng was really thinking about his "sister". It had always been someone else who taught Bai Ze. Bai Ze left only a book of alchemy for Xuan Nu...
"No problem." Fuxi smiled:
"Where is Xuan Nu? If you have any questions, just ask me."
"Okay, boss." Jin Peng smiled, and then said a little shyly:
"Boss, can I go out for a while?"
"Hmm?" Fuxi blinked: "What for?"
"Hehe." Jin Peng scratched his head: "Fu Zhu said he would take us out to play. He met an old Taoist outside and said that the old Taoist Yin Yang Dao is very strong. I want to give him a try."
Fuxi blinked, pinched his fingers and calculated, his fingers kept moving, and the last Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him...
"Tai Chi? Ice coffin?"
Fuxi then smiled: "Shan, go ahead and remember to say hello to that person and don't contradict him."
"Ah?" Jin Peng asked in confusion: "Boss, do you know that person?"
"I don't know him," Fu Xi shook his head lightly: "But that person is very senior, so don't offend him. You might be able to learn a lot from him."
"Okay, thank you, boss! Then I'll go out with Fu Zhu!"
Fuxi thought for a while, looked at the departing figure and called again:
"Go to Zixiao Palace by yourself. Also, bring Xiao Kong with you. You might all gain something."
"Yes! Boss!"
So, Kong Xuan, Jin Peng, and Fu Zhu embarked on a journey to the far north.
After everyone left, Fuxi leaned on Baichuan's lounge chair, put on his sunglasses, basked in the sun, and fell asleep leisurely.
At this moment, there are still about 2 Yuan Hui left before the third lecture, so just set aside about 1 Yuan Hui in advance.
So, the gears of fate turned again.
In the calm time, time pressed the accelerator button. In the blink of an eye, it was already the day of the third lecture of Zixiao Palace, and only the last Yuanhui was left.
At the same moment, countless great powers came out one after another... A large number of demon gods from heaven gathered in the thirty-third heaven.