"Silk~ Why is the flight speed so fast?" Seeing that the black shadow had already surpassed him, Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly and was shocked.

After the black shadow fell under the steps of the ancestral temple, Xiao Hua could see clearly that the black shadow was a bird with four flesh wings on its back. This bird not only had four wings, but also had three claws under its belly and chest. There was also a flesh crown like a phoenix crown on its head that was raised high!

"Grandma, I'm late again!" Before the strange birds and beasts could stop, an old man who was not much thinner than a bamboo pole jumped off the back of the birds and beasts, his figure swayed slightly, and fell to the side of the Wu Lao Houtuzhai in the strong wind.

"You are the old man from Dijiang Village, so you are naturally good at speed! Even if you are late, just fly faster?" The old man with an unusually tall figure laughed, "So... you will be late every time!"

"Minghua! I'm because I'm having something to do this!" The old Wu of Dijiang Village argued, "Mengshan is so dangerous today, of course I have to work hard to find a way!"

"Minghua?" Although these Wu Laos spoke in Mengshan's words, Xiao Hua didn't understand it, but the Wu Lao's words "Minghua" were just like Xiao Hua's name that he heard the crying before. The pronunciation was extremely similar, and Xiao Hua couldn't help but feel excited!

"Could it be... this old man was looking for the empress in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm... Minghua?" Xiao Hua looked at the extremely tall Mr. Wu on the steps in the distance, and the white-haired old man Wu was unable to put his and the empress's peerless face together no matter how he felt! It was like cow dung and flowers.

Immediately afterwards, several people said a few more words and all entered the ancestral temple.

After several people disappeared, everyone was breathing a long sigh and moved slowly.

When Xiao Hua followed the palace guards into the ancestral temple, he saw that Li Zongbao, Hongxia Fairy and others were standing in a corner not far from the palace gate. Xiao Hua didn't need the palace guard to lead him. He passed by directly. But Xiao Hua had just walked two steps, and the palace guard behind him said anxiously: "Young Master Xiao, your location is not here!"

"Oh? Where is that?" Xiao Hua turned around and said wonderingly.

The palace guard looked at the skeleton with his soul consciousness, pointed his hand at the top of the ancestral temple, and smiled and said with apologies: "Young Master Xiao's position is second only to the top of the Eleventh Great Witch Old."

"No need, I'll be here!" Xiao Hua looked at the Taoist robe on his body and shook his head. At this time, he also knew why so many soul sages stared at him just now.

"Mr. Wu has an order. I dare not refuse to obey. I also ask Mr. Xiao to go up!" The palace guard was willing to let him do whatever he wanted?

"You go and tell Mr. Wu." Xiao Hua said lightly, "Since I am qualified to stand there, it is naturally OK to stand here!"

Seeing that Xiao Hua did not go, the palace guard had to leave and go to the place where Mr. Wu reported.

Xiao Hua ignored him and walked towards Fairy Hongxia and others.

"Brother..." Before Xiao Hua could approach, Xiao Mao smiled and waved.

"Why did you come!" Fairy Hongxia complained, "We have been waiting for a long time, but I thought you had something wrong again!"

"Oh, I heard from the guard that we are all about the front and back!" Xiao Hua sighed, "But I just met Ji Man in the palace!"

"Oh? Why?" Fairy Hongxia asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Xiao Hua knew that everyone was like him, and had some preconceived thoughts about Ji Man, and waved his hand, "She just asked Zi Yan and Zi Ming about things, and didn't make things difficult for me! Moreover, Ji Man was really pitiful..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Fairy Hongxia said coldly: "There must be something hateful to poor people!"

"This..." Xiao Hua was speechless.

"What? Am I wrong? If it weren't for her indulgence to Zi Yan, if it weren't for her rejection of Zi Ming from the bottom of her heart, the Tuzhai would have fallen to this point?" Fairy Hongxia retorted, "Don't look at her concern for Zi Ming on the surface and give in to Zi Ming in everything, but she is taking retreat as she advances. Once she catches Zi Ming's handle as before, she will only put Zi Ming to death!"

"Okay! Just pretend I didn't say anything!" Xiao Hua was speechless. After all, everyone has their own judgment, and he just hopes that his judgment will not be too outrageous.

Ignoring the questioning of Fairy Hongxia, Xiao Hua looked up at the entire ancestral temple. Today is different from the last time. There are not many people in the ancestral temple today, but they are all quite old, with most of them Wu Lao. Moreover, these Wu Lao Lao are divided into three steps, which are clearly divided.

The first part is the old Wu from the Twelve Main Village. Standing in front of the statue of the Great God of Houtu, it occupies a huge range.

The second part is followed by, with nearly 200 people, and these 200 people are divided into two groups, arranged on the left and right sides of the statue of the gods. It should be the so-called Ninety-Nine Shangzhai Wu Lao in Houtuzhai and Shebizhai.

Finally, there is the third part, which is also divided into two groups. Following the ninety-nine-nine-up camp in front, there are about three hundred people in each group, which should be the so-called 360-0 Wu Lao who went down to the camp.

Xiao Hua saw it and found that there were many old Wu here and they all looked similar. He really couldn't tell the first old Wu from Hongdizhai.

"Huh? Ziming seems not to be in this ancestral temple?" Xiao Hua looked for a moment and suddenly realized. Sure enough, the statue of the ancestral temple god was empty and there was no trace of people. "No, Ji Man is not there? She seems to have come long ago! Ziming is the protagonist of the Lantern Festival tonight, and Ji Man is the second only to Mr. Wu in Houtu Village. She may not be here so much?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua looked closely at the statue of the gods and wanted to find some clues. However, what he saw with the naked eye was still empty. Now, the witches from the twelve main villages of Mengshan gathered together, and any of them were the existence that Xiao Hua admired the mountain. How could Xiao Hua dare to release Buddhist consciousness?

After a rough look, Xiao Hua gave up and looked at the twelve Wu Laos who were talking in a low voice. In addition to Wu Lao from Houtu Village, these twelve Wu Laos looked young, there were three other abnormally young people, but these three people were facing Xiao Hua sideways, and Xiao Hua could not see their faces.

Especially, the old wizard from Xuanming Village that Xiao Hua saw outside the ancestral temple seemed to be from Ming Hua. His figure was really huge and he stood outside, blocking the other wizards tightly. Even if Xiao Hua wanted to see the appearance of these wizards, he couldn't.

However, occasionally, from the side of Wu Lao Minghua's flashing body, Xiao Hua could still see the back or side of Wu Lao's wife, which seemed to look a bit strange! There was even a third arm born under Wu Lao's arm.

"Tsk tsk... It's really a strange man!" Xiao Hua blinked his mouth, just to withdraw his gaze, but at this moment, Wu Lao Minghua raised his arm, and moved away from the figure of Wu Lao with three arms. And coincidentally, the old man's head suddenly opened up, but under the gaze, a ferocious ghost face, appeared, and the eyes that looked like a blood hole, met Xiao Hua's gaze!

"Silk~" Xiao Hua was startled. The hairs all around him stood upside down. If he saw the ghost face, he might not be afraid. But behind the Wu Lao's head, the square scarf suddenly appeared under the square scarf, which was completely beyond his expectations. Fortunately, the square scarf seemed to be brought up when the body of the Wu Lao Xuanming Village was shaking. As the Wu Lao Xuanming Village lowered the arm of the Wu Lao's head, the square scarf fell down again, blocking the ghost face behind the Wu Lao's head, and the Wu Lao Xuanming Village completely covered the Wu Lao.

"Grandma, who are these millions of Wu Laos in Mengshan?!" Xiao Hua said in lingering fear, "What do these so-called twelve great gods look like? Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua suddenly had a sense of enlightenment!

"I understand! Are these twelve great gods... related to ancient spirit beasts? These Million Mengshan are descendants of those spiritual beast bloodlines, just like the cultivators who have many spiritual beast bloodlines in my cultivation Three Kingdoms? Moreover, isn't Hongxia Fairy the bloodline of the Ice Phoenix? Their ancestral temple of the Cai family is also in Million Mengshan? But these twelve spirit beasts are too powerful, oh? It's not necessarily true. It's probably similar to the ancestor Bingfeng of Fairy Hongxia Fairy? Otherwise, the Cai family's ancestral temple would not be placed in Million Mengshan! Perhaps it was because the Cai family could not gain a foothold in Million Mengshan, so they moved from Million Mengshan to the Xi Kingdom of my Daozong! Hehe, it's a pity that if the Cai family was also in Million Mengshan, I could have some ties with me!"

Thinking of Fu Man, Xiao Hua felt a little moved again, "Where has that guy Ye Yu gone? Didn't he have the intention to kill Xiao Mao? Now Xiao Mao's identity is not yet determined, and it is a good opportunity for him to take action. When Xiao Mao's identity is recognized by Mr. Wu from Shebizhai, where is he still have any chance?"

"Oh, no, I'm afraid that Ye Yu has already said something in front of the old man Wu from Shebi Village?" Xiao Hua frowned again, "Otherwise, why did Mr. Wu have any objections to the old man before entering the ancestral temple? He actually blocked so many people in front of the ancestral temple of Houtu Village to face the old man? Did he attack the old man? Or did he attack Xiao Mao?"

The more Xiao Hua thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Seeing Xiao Mao's face was filled with excitement and expectation, he became secretly worried.

Just as Xiao Hua was thinking about it, he waited for about half an hour. The entire ancestral temple was a little noisy. Not only were the twelve great wizards saying something, but many wizards were also whispering. This lamp-burning ceremony is indeed rare.
Chapter completed!