Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 81 The Boy Who Caught a Bear
Mingyu didn't have to wait long before Houtu came back.
She pointed her finger to the sky and swore softly, "Father Pangu, I am Hou Tu, the ancestor of the witch tribe. On behalf of all the tribes of Hou Tu, I wish to honor Ming Yu as the spiritual master of our Hou Tu tribe. The Hou Tu tribe will not be destroyed, and the luck will continue to support it!"
The thousands of tribesmen of the Houtu tribe were filled with blessings and responded, "We wish to honor Mingyu as our spiritual master!"
In the south of the ancient times, a wizard appeared with a human body and a beast head. He was covered with red scales, had fire snakes pierced through his ears, and stepped on a fire dragon. This was Zhurong, the ancestor of fire.
He said in a heroic voice, "Father Pangu, I am Zhurong, the ancestor of fire in the witch clan. On behalf of all the witches in the Zhurong clan, I wish to honor Mingyu as the spiritual master of the Zhurong clan, so that we can share the good fortune and continue for generations to come!"
All the tribes of Zhurong tribe responded, "So do we!"
To the north of the ancient world, there is a wizard with a human body and a python head, covered with black scales, stepping on a black dragon, and with a green python wrapped around his hands, pointing to the sky. This is Gonggong, the ancestor of water wizards.
There is also a wizard who swore an oath . He has a human face and a bird body, with a green snake hanging on each ear and two green snakes under his feet. This is Xuanming, the ancestor wizard who represents ice and rain.
"I am Gonggong, the ancestor of water in the Wu clan (Xuanming, the ancestor of ice and rain). On behalf of the Gonggong tribe (Xuanming tribe) and all the thousands of Wu clans, I wish to honor Mingyu as the spiritual master!"
The witch tribes of the two tribes all responded, "We think so too!"
Tian Wu is the ancestor of wind, with eight human faces, a tiger body and eight tails.
Xizi, the ancestor of lightning, has a human face and a bird body, with a green snake hanging from his ear and a red snake in his hand.
The ancestor of weather, Shebisi, has a human face and a beast body, dog-like ears and green snakes hanging from his ears.
Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder, has a snake in his mouth and hands, a tiger head and a human body, four hoofed feet, and long elbows.
The four ancient witches swore an oath together, and the witch clans of the four tribes also swore an oath together, "We do the same!"
Beside the Ancestral Shaman Qiangliang, Chi You laughed broadly, "Ah, Lord Qiangliang, you still care about the men of our tribe, unlike the Ancestral Shaman Ju Mang!"
Qiang Liang rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, alright, what do you know? Go back to your Chiyou tribe and wait!"
“Yes, yes, Lord Qiangliang, you have worked hard, thank you for your hard work…” Chi You smiled innocently and left the hall.
The eight ancient witches now looked towards the direction of Pangu Hall together. They were waiting.
"Father Pangu, I am the chief of the Wu clan, the ancestor of space, Emperor Jiang. On behalf of the thousands of tribes of my Wu clan, I recognize Mingyu as the spiritual master of my clan! As long as the Wu clan is extinct, the sharing of luck will never end."
Emperor Jiang swore an oath, and the eight ancient witches smiled happily.
Inside the Ancestral Witch Hall, Ju Mang’s face was as gloomy as water, and Zhu Jiuyin closed his eyes and remained silent.
Mingyu smiled brightly. He actually wanted to see the expressions of the other ancestor witches.
"I guess it's not easy for Hou Tu Zu Wu to go on this journey?"
Hou Tu shook her head slightly, her tone as gentle as ever: "I wonder if Ling Zun is satisfied?"
Mingyu looked at the sea of luck above his head. As long as he nodded, the luck divided from the entire witch clan would be in his pocket.
"I only take what I should take." Mingyu raised his hand, and the Yin-Yang Sword came out, cutting off one twelfth of the auspicious cloud of luck, which belonged to the Houtu Department.
"My fate with the Wu Clan began with the Hou Tu tribe. Over the years, I have built more than 720 sacrificial sites, most of which are in your tribe. Therefore, you can take this."
Hou Tu was stunned when she heard this, then she looked anxious and was about to say something when Mingyu stopped her.
"If I take it, I will accept it. As for the rest, I will not accept it if I have no merit. This is my principle."
Mingyu continued, "I won't go to the Goumang tribe, I won't go to the Zhu Jiuyin tribe, and..."
Before Mingyu could finish his words, a cough sounded in his ear. Thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, and two auspicious clouds of luck fell directly in front of him.
"Well, Spirit Lord, just think of this as our deposit. Whenever you remember, come to our tribe and take a look. You won't teach us a lesson if you are blind.
If there is a tribe that is close to you and has a connection with you, please consider it, Spiritual Master..."
Zhu Rong, who was paying attention here, saw that Qiang Liang and Xi Zi were so flexible, and immediately said: "Spiritual Lord, I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that there will be more spiritual places within the scope of my Zhu Rong tribe. My tribe will definitely treat the priests and spiritual envoys as guests of honor and ask them to ward off evil spirits. We will not treat them unfairly."
As he spoke, another auspicious cloud of luck descended.
So, Xuanming sent a message, Tianwu sent a message, Gonggong sent a message...
Mingyu did not take all of these, but only took some symbolically.
"No merit, no reward. If there is a destiny, I will go."
If you don’t go, then you have no chance!
As for what is considered fate and what is not, it all depends on Mingyu's mood.
He was robbed and killed one step ago, but he got robbed and killed the next step. He is not that despicable!
That's good for now.
Good people can cooperate, but they must take the initiative!
As for the evil ones...
Take revenge!
…
In the southwest of the ancient world, a young man in black walked into a bamboo forest again.
"Roar!" Come on, are you annoying?
A black and white bear was furious. It roared in the forest, stood up and slapped the boy in front of it.
“Well done!”
The young man in black had a gleam in his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his slender arms, and clasped his hands together to face the black and white bear.
"Bang!"
The young man in black and the black and white bear collided with each other. The young man in black did not move at all, and the black and white bear retreated two steps.
"Huhuhu?" What? What happened? Who is he? Where am I?
The black and white bear's eyes were dazed and he looked at his own claws in disbelief, scratching them from time to time.
It looked at the black-clad teenager in front of it again, staring at his slender arms.
Is he the real bear or am I the fake one?
The black-clothed boy's eyes sparkled at its silly look. He said to the black-and-white bear,
"Come... come home with me, I... I'll give you something delicious."
"Roar!" You are dreaming, we black and white bears will never be slaves!
"Ah, I can't hold it anymore, Lanlan, hurry up and catch it, hurry up and catch it! You must catch it back!"
In the black-clothed young man's mind, a green-clothed spirit hugged the black-clothed spirit's arm and shook it hard.
The black-clothed Yuanshen shook his head, "No! It must...it must be willing. Master...Master said that all things have...spirits, and you can't...force...force it!"
Qing Yi's soul was anxious, "Why are you so stubborn? You have to seize the opportunity, what if it runs away!"
“No…No!” The black-clothed spirit answered firmly, “I came…came three times, and it…it didn’t run away!”
Qing Yi's spirit was so angry that he stomped his feet. "Before, it thought you couldn't beat it, so it didn't run away. Now you've used your divine power to beat it so hard that it doubted its life. How can it not run away?!"
Hearing this, the black-clothed Yuanshen hesitated a little, "No... No way!"
"Of course not... Look, it's trying to run away, Lanlan, catch it!" The green-clothed soul was about to persuade him, but the black and white bear had already quietly slipped away.
The young man in black was also anxious, "You...you are not allowed to...run!"
The young man in black strode after the black and white bear, which was fleeing frantically in the bamboo forest. Although it looked fat and chubby, it ran really fast.
The boy couldn't catch up for a while.
"Bang!"
After chasing for a long time, the young man in black grabbed the black and white bear's hind legs and pulled it back tightly: "You...you are not allowed to run...you are not allowed to run."
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Let me go, let me go!
The black and white bear struggled desperately, and its other three sturdy short legs held on to a bamboo.
"Follow... follow me... home, I will treat... you very well!" The young man in black put all his strength into dragging the black and white bear away.
The fragile bamboo broke, and the black and white bear left long claw marks on the ground.
"Haha!" No, our clan will never be slaves. Let me go. I eat a lot and will eat you bankrupt!
The black and white bear was a powerful beast, but it was being dragged away with no hope of survival, still making its last struggle.
"Lanlan, try harder, try harder! Let's catch it and take it home !" In the Lingtai world, the green-clothed soul jumped happily to cheer for the young boy Lan.
The black and white bear was dragged out of the bamboo forest step by step. It was so anxious that it shouted, "Roar!"
Spirit Master, Spirit Master! Come and save me, I have decided to go with you, come and save me!
Mingyu, who was in seclusion deep in the bamboo forest, was awakened by the miserable roar of the black and white bear.
"Roll?"
He stood up and walked out.
When Mingyu came out, he saw a slim young man in black, dragging his hind legs out.
When the black and white bear saw Mingyu appear, he felt like he had seen a savior.
"Roar!" Ling Zun, come and save me!
His eyes were full of grievance.
The young man in black still held onto the black and white bear and refused to let go. "Who... who are you?"
Mingyu looked up and down at the young man in black in front of him with a bright smile.
"You caught my bear."
The young man in black was dumbfounded, "You...your?"
Qing Yi's soul also saw Ming Yu. He was as if he was facing a formidable enemy. "Lan Lan, this guy is here to steal our black and white bear!"
“Don’t…don’t snatch it!” The black-clothed young man’s face turned red. “This…this was discovered by Lan and Song…first.”
Mingyu looked at the boy in front of him with interest, "Song?"
Qing Yi's soul was weakened by Ming Yu's stare. He gritted his teeth and said, "Lan! Change people!"
"Oh!" The young man in black nodded naively, his robe turning gradually green.
"Who are you?" The young man in blue had cold eyes and stared at Mingyu with murderous intent.
"interesting!"
