"The children and grandchildren are unworthy, so the witch god calms down!"

"The Qu family has served for generations, and is sincere and devout!"

"I beg the Witch God to forgive my son... to save my son's life!"

In the dim hall, the light shines through the broken window lattice, on the statue standing in front of the hall, and on a father and son kneeling under the shrine.

The father bowed and the son lay down and fell asleep.

Although they are father and son, they dress differently. One is wearing a white-washed witch robe, the other is in a Taoist outfit of an immortal cultivator.

The Qu family has served the witch god for generations, and the ancestors were the witch god temple in the Black Stone City, and the descendants have continued until now.

By the generation of Qu Laojiu, the witch sect changed from prosperity to decline, and the inheritance was gone, and the believers became less and less. Following the rules of his ancestors, Qu Laojiu took over the Witch Temple in Black Stone City, served devoutly, and did not dare to slack off at all. However, his children and grandchildren had other plans to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect and become a member of the Immortal Cultivation Cultivation.

The children and grandchildren are unwilling to abide by the teachings of their ancestors, and Qu Laojiu has no choice. Deeply thinking that the inheritance of the witch way will not exist, the immortal way will flourish, and the cultivation of immortals can make a name for themselves, which is the only choice.

The youngest son Qu Ju has excellent talent in cultivating immortals. He was trained by the Immortal Sect masters, bringing glory to the family. Even Qu Laojiu, who was in a grudge, felt his face shining.

However, the good times did not last long. The foreign dynasties joined forces to attack the Tang Dynasty. Wulianghai had a bloody battle. The Southern Immortal Cultivation Sect was defeated and suffered heavy casualties.

Qu Wu participated in this war and was unlucky. During the process of fighting against Dayin's demon cultivator, he was severely injured by his opponent.

The man was robbed, but only half his life was left.

The sect was too busy to take care of his disciples who were seriously injured and could not save him. Qu Ju was sent back to his hometown. When he met, his proud youngest son was damaged and became a living dead.

If you have to be unable to live, you must not be able to die.

The medicine stone was helpless. Seeing that his own child was getting weaker and weaker, Qu Laojiu's thoughts went to extremes.

This is the punishment of the witch god!

Punishment for unfaithful believers!

He then took a shower and changed his clothes, took his own children with him, and came to the long-lost Witch God Temple. He knelt down under the statue of the Witch God, and repented day and night, hoping to get forgiveness from the Witch God and save the child's life.

So far, it has been seven days and seven nights.

If others look at it, they will definitely think that Qu Laojiu fell into madness because of losing his son. However, he himself does not think so. He is sincere and spiritual. He shows that as long as he sincerely repents, he will definitely be forgiven by Lord Witch God...

It’s strange that after Qu Laojiu’s repentance and praying day and night, the statue of the god who had been baptized over the years and looked old and old, actually reacted a little.

The corners of his mouth were inexplicably raised, revealing a humanized sarcasm.

"Those who betray me... will be punished by God!"

A faint voice came out, but it resounded like thunder in Qu Laojiu's ears.

"I know I'm wrong, the Witch God forgives me!"

"As long as you can save the child's life, you will serve with your own body and live forever..."

Qu Laojiu reacted, kowtowed like pecking rice, bursting into tears, begging hard.

"You are really willing to pay everything, at any cost... to save your child's life?"

"Will! Little willing!"

"Okay! I hope you don't regret it!"

As soon as this said, Qu Laojiu noticed something was wrong, raised his head and saw the statue standing above the shrine, with his eyes as a torch, and his dazzling light was shining.

In a moment!

Qu Laojiu's consciousness was subsided, as if he fell into a dream.

The gorgeous golden light spreads like a tide, covering the entire hall. Things inside are like frozen, the six consciousnesses are closed, and they do not hear external objects.

The statue began to move abnormally. The golden light of his eyes was restrained, and a figure broke out from the inside.

A boy, who is in his teens, looks pretty and has a cunning look, but his body is very strange and illusory. He is not like a physical body.

He came out of the statue and jumped to the Qu family and his son. He first glanced at Qu Laojiu, shook his head to himself, "The skin is too bad, it's useless to ask for it!" Afterwards, he looked at Qu Ju again and looked carefully as if he was observing a treasure.

"It's you!"

"If you want to survive, then give your body!"

"Can be occupied by this witch god... no! Borrow it!"

"You boy has cultivated the blessings you have in your previous life!"

The boy smiled and then crawled directly towards Qu's body.

call!

After thrusting away, it seemed that there was an invisible force to block the boy's illusory body, and the boy's illusory body could not blend with Qu'er's physical body.

Strange!

The boy looked confused, flashed and then thrust away again.

Bang!

This time, it still failed. Not only did it fail to penetrate the target body, it was also directly bounced away by an invisible force.

"I am a witch god. Don't say that this little cultivator has already suffered damage to his soul. Even at its peak, it would be easy to take his body!"

"How could this be?"

The boy was shocked and dizzy, and his heart was full of confusion. But at this moment, two strange voices came.

"Senior brother, what is this little guy? How did you look like when you were a child...?"

"If you use the name of the Immortal Realm, he is a monster... As for why he is born like me, the reason is very simple. He is a creature derived from a trace of my soul mark, or he is my spirit!"

The two young men ignored the golden barrier of the hall and walked together. The boy seemed to be aware of the danger, turned around and rushed towards the statue.

"return!"

One of the men, with a big move, the boy immediately felt imprisoned by invisible force and pulled him over.

Bang!

The boy fell in front of the visitor. The next moment, he rolled on the ground and started crying like a tantrum.

"Don't kill me!"

"It is not easy for me to practice, and I don't know how many ten thousand years it took to activate my spiritual wisdom and become a spiritual body!"

"Two sirs, don't kill me, save my life!"

Both of the visitors were shocked by the boy's crying and begging for mercy.

"Senior brother, you weren't such a rogue when you were a child, did you?"

"roll!"

The young man who still captured the boy, smiled and scolded, then turned his eyes to the boy who was howling but not crying, and smiled and said, "We won't hurt you, as long as you... see who I am!"

The boy stopped crying, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him for the first time.

In an instant!

I felt that the other person's eyes seemed to contain infinite magic power, and my mind was directly attracted, and pictures began to flash in my mind.

"You are Lord Baiyun..."

The boy's eyes gradually became clear.

"You are the witch master!"

The boy changed his words.

"You are...Master Father!"

Knowing his own origin, the boy changed his words again, his face full of excitement, and directly hugged the other person's thigh, never letting go.

"Baby! Good boy!"

The young man laughed. Needless to say, it was Wang Hao.

At that time, the Wumen was in full swing and built thousands of witch temples to collect merits and vows. Wang Hao left a trace of soul mark in each witch temple. He accompanied him to leave the Gulan Realm and smuggled to the fairyland. After years of vicissitudes, the soul mark gradually disappeared.

However, aliens were born!

Returning to Gu Lan and handling the affairs of the Tang Dynasty royal family, Wang Hao began to inspect the temple of the Witch Gods in his area. When he left that year, 300,000 disciples of the Witch Sect stayed behind. They were only responsible for guarding the Witch Sect, protecting the Tang Dynasty, and not being violated by foreign enemies.

This is a responsibility. As for the inheritance of the witch Taoism, it is difficult to create war soldiers without the direct inheritance of the witch sect, so the inheritance of the witch Taoism is cut off in disguise.

In addition, the war soldiers retired, the Wu Sect’s reputation disappeared, and the Immortal Cultivation Sect rose.

The incense of the Witch Temple is gradually fading. However, the merits and vows collected in the early years still remain.

On the one hand, Wang Hao received merit and vows during this trip, and on the other hand, he found suitable candidates, took charge of the Witch God Temple, and restored the grand incense.

However, there is no intention to deduce the secret of heaven and observe a little change.

The Witch Temple built back then all retained soul marks disappeared, but the Witch Temple located in Black Stone City, which is also the hometown of Wang Hao, gave birth to an alien species.

The divine statue contains the spirit, and the soul mark is not only not annihilated, but on the contrary, the spiritual body is born under the nourishment of a large number of merits and vows.

The fairyland is called the spirit and monster, and the lower realm is called spiritual cultivation.

A spiritual practitioner born from Wang Hao's soul mark, pretending to be a witch god, doing something wrong, and trying to seize the body of a believer.

This is an instinctive nature. Wang Hao not only does not blame him, but instead looks at the "child" who is holding his thighs with a look of joy on his face.

With him, there is the most suitable candidate to take charge of the Witch Temple!

The future plan...

Wang Hao was in a state of great emotion, looked at the boy, and asked, "Baby, do you want to be a human being?"

"Think!" the boy nodded straight. If he hadn't had this wish, how could he have thought of seizing the flesh of the believer?

"He has limited talent, and even if he seizes his body, he will not have much potential!"

Wang Hao pointed at Qu Ju, said this, and smiled at the boy, "If the child can accomplish something for his father, I will promise you to be reincarnated for your father... I will be a human being forever!"

"Yes! I do!"
Chapter completed!