Chapter 4: Go to the Witch Clan, Exchange (2)

Di Jiang refused Mo Li's request without thinking and directly refused him. It would be fine if it was just essence and blood. After all, an ancestor witch was just a drop of essence and blood, and the loss was not too great. It would take a while to regulate her breathing.

However, the Twelve Du Tian Shenxian Formation is the top priority of the witch clan and cannot tolerate any loss.

This is not only their tribe-suppressing formation, but also their means to defeat the demon clan. If the means are lost, if they are known to the demon clan, it will be a fatal blow to their witch clan.

That's why Di Jiang refused so simply without any hesitation.

However, when Mo Li took out the purple gas from his hand, Di Jiang's expression was extremely shocked. Not only him, but also the expressions of the other eleven ancestor witches were not much better than him.

What he was holding in his hand was actually Hongmeng purple Qi?

Didn’t the Hongmeng purple qi disappear? Is this another one?

Di Jiang calmed down his emotions and looked at Mo Li and asked in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, is this Hongmeng purple aura the original one, or another?"

Mo Li thought for a while and said, "It's the original one..."

Upon hearing this, the ancestor witches looked at each other and felt a complicated feeling in their hearts.

The light flowed in Houtu's beautiful eyes, looking at Mo Li and said, "But the original purple aura disappeared? How did it be in Brother Mo's hands?" She saw with her own eyes that the Hongmeng purple aura disappeared in front of her eyes, how did Mo Li get it.

Mo Li looked at her and smiled, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

Upon hearing this, Houtu couldn't help but give him a blank look, but said nothing.

Di Jiang glanced at Houtu and said to Mo Li, "A fellow Taoist is really willing to exchange Hongmeng purple qi?"

Mo Li nodded and looked at him and said, "Since I have taken it out, I am naturally willing to use this Hongmeng purple aura to exchange with fellow Taoists. I just don't know if fellow Taoists are willing?"

Di Jiang and the eleventh ancestor witch looked at each other, and from the expressions in their eyes, Di Jiang already knew the result of the matter.

He said, "Why don't fellow Taoist keep himself to comprehend the great way and achieve the position of the Saint Lord with such an important thing? Instead, it should be used for exchange?"

"Although this thing is good, it is not the way of my way, so this thing is useless to me. It is better to change to something useful..." Mo Li shook his head and said.

Moreover, when I visited Mount Buzhou, I also gained Pangu's remains and made great gains. Among the Pangu's remains, there were only the Three Qings and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. However, the Three Qings already had Hongmeng purple aura, so I gave it to the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Even if the Three Qings did not have Hongmeng, based on his relationship with Houtu, he would not give Hongmeng purple Qi to the Three Qings.

Mo Li said this, Di Jiang would not continue to ask. I have a personal opinion. No matter how good the thing is, it is useless if it is not suitable for me. Di Jiang still understands this truth.

"Since fellow Taoist is willing to take out this thing for exchange, then we follow the fellow Taoist's wishes..." Di Jiang said.

The Twelve Du Tian Shensha Formation is the witch clan-suppressing formation. If it were others, they would probably think about it. After all, if the formation is leaked and the demon clan knows, the result can be imagined.

But with Mo Li's strength, the demon race would be more difficult than getting it from them. So they don't have to worry about this. Moreover, what Mo Li took out was the Hongmeng purple Qi, so how could they not be moved?

With Hongmeng Purple Qi, it means that it is a saint position. No matter whether it can become a saint in the end, its strength will be different.

If they become saints in the end, even if Nuwa joins the demon clan, they will not be afraid. In the case of saints, the witch clan is not afraid of the demon clan.

This is also the biggest reason why they are willing to exchange and the most fundamental reason.

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Di Jiang nodded to the eleventh ancestor witches, and then waved his hand, and twelve drops of essence and blood emitting rich evil spirits were suspended in front of Mo Li.

Mo Li waved his hand and put away twelve drops of the ancestor witch's blood.

Then, the light flowed in Di Jiang's hand, and a formation appeared. Then with a wave of his hand, the formation turned into a golden light and fell into Mo Li's hand.

"This is the twelve capital god evil formation of my witch clan..." Di Jiang said to him.

Mo Li nodded slightly, waved his hand, and the purple air of Hongmeng fell into Dijiang's hand and said, "I'll ask fellow Taoists to collect this thing."

Hearing this, Di Jiang nodded slightly.

He looked at the eleven ancestor witches, but he didn't know who to hand over the Hongmeng purple qi. He turned to Mo Li and asked, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder which ancestor witch you think is more appropriate to give this thing to?"

Mo Li's eyes swept over the twelve ancestor witches, then stopped on Houtu, and said, "This thing is best for the girl from Houtu. She is different from you. In terms of the probability of becoming a sage, even if you add up, you are not as good as her..."

Hearing this, including Houtu, he looked surprised.

Houtu looked at Mo Li in surprise, but she didn't know why Mo Li said this. But she knew that what Mo Li said should not lie to her.

Among the witch clan, even my elder brother cannot use magic weapons. But I can do it, but it is an anomaly.

Di Jiang pondered for a moment, and Mo Li's words were lingering in his heart.

Perhaps the strength of the past and Houtu was not the strongest among the twelve ancestor witches. But since she had the "Hide Book" in her hands, her strength was not inferior to her.

Moreover, Houtu is the ancestor of the earth. Even Di Jiang herself dares not say that she can defeat her.

And she is the youngest among the ancestor witches, and the other brothers and sisters love her the most. If she is given to her, it would be appropriate. With Mo Li's words, he naturally would not doubt it.

Di Jiang smiled and said, "Since even fellow Taoists say that, then I will ask this Hongmeng purple qi to my younger sister..." After that, with a wave of his hand, the Hongmeng purple qi flew towards Houtu.

"Brother, I..."

Houtu looked at Dijiang, but he stopped talking.

"Little sister, don't refuse. The future of the witch clan depends on you..." Xuan Ming smiled.

"Little sister, you want to bring a saint to my witch clan!" Zhu Rong also smiled.

Other ancestor witches also spoke, with a look of hope in their eyes.

When they were in Houtu, they had no sense of jealousy at all.

Hou Tu looked at them and nodded heavily, "Sister will definitely not let down the delivery of brothers and sisters..." After that, he held the Hongmeng purple air in his jade hand, and the latter also penetrated into her body.

Mo Li looked at Houtu’s purple aura and said to Di Jiang, “Since the purple aura of Hongmeng has already belonged, I will say goodbye!” Then he stood up.

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Outside Pangu Palace.

Houtu sent Mo Li out.

Mo Li looked at her and said, "Miss Houtu, although Hongmeng purple qi is good, it is not your final way. You can understand the way, but the final result is that you will know as soon as the opportunity comes..."

Hearing this, Houtu was puzzled, but he nodded, "I understand!"

Mo Li nodded slightly and said again, "Also, the twelve capital heavenly evil formation of your witch clan is too harmful to your ancestor witches. You can refine the twelve gods and demon banners, and transfer the damage to this point, and nothing like this happened..."

When Houtu heard this, his eyes lit up. He was as smart as hers, and she understood Mo Li's words as soon as she heard them.

Even if she didn't know, she had seen the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array of the Demon Clan, which was made of starry banners. She had seen the gods and demon banners of her own witch clan, but they were just made in the same way, but it was not difficult.

"Thank you, Brother Mo, I understand..." Hou Tu happily looked up and bowed.

"You're welcome." Mo Li smiled faintly and said, "So, I'll go back!"

After saying that, he drove the flowing light, cut through the sky, and headed towards the Wuliang Mountains.

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Chapter completed!