eurekapd Chapter 157 As long as Uncle 2 likes it, they can have it too!
Chapter 157 As long as Uncle 2 likes it, they can have it too!
But thinking about it, it's not a big deal.
I'll change them for them myself later!
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan spoke softly, "Get up, everyone. We're family, no need for formalities!"
Having said that, he waved his hand dismissively.
They directly changed the appearances of the twelve Ancestral Witches and others in front of them.
These sights made Hong Yuan feel much more comfortable.
Upon hearing this, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch slowly stood up, looking at his second uncle with excitement.
Although their appearances had been altered by Hong Yuan, they didn't take it too seriously.
It's just a change of appearance, what's the big deal?
As long as my second uncle is satisfied, then keeping this appearance is perfectly acceptable.
When the fight comes, I can just switch back to my real form.
Even Gonggong, which was planted in the ground, has now changed its appearance, but it has not yet woken up and is still planted in the ground.
The other eleven Ancestral Witches were not worried, because they could still sense Gonggong's presence.
Even his breathing wasn't affected.
Then I stopped worrying about it and just let it stay there.
It's all his fault for provoking his second uncle.
Looking at Hongyuan before them, even though the eleven ancestral witches had anticipated this, they could only truly feel the primordial aura that seemed identical to that of the father god Pangu when they actually saw Hongyuan.
That feeling was like a spring breeze, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and intimacy, as if there was an innate, deep-rooted blood connection between us.
This sense of intimacy is something no one else can provide.
Houtu mustered her courage and moved closer to Hong Yuan, feeling the warmth emanating from him, her smile never fading.
"Hehe...Second Uncle...Hello! I am Houtu!"
Houtu looked up at Hongyuan with great joy, her clear and melodious voice echoing in Hongyuan's ears.
Looking at Houtu before him, Hongyuan reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone slightly gentle: "I know!"
At this point, Hong Yuan slowly turned to look at the other Ancestral Witches and continued, "I saw you before you developed sentience, and I know your names..."
Hong Yuan's gaze slowly swept over the crowd: "Di Jiang, Ju Mang, Zhu Rong, Ru Shou"
Everyone whose name was called by Hong Yuan scratched their heads sheepishly.
But the joy in his eyes was impossible to hide.
"Xuanming, Houtu, Qiangliang, Zhujiuyin, Tianwu, Xizi, Shebishi"
At this point, Hong Yuan looked at Gonggong, who was stuck in the ground, and shook his head with a smile: "And there's this Gonggong with a hard head frame!"
Upon hearing this, the eleven Ancestral Witches were all taken aback.
Zhu Rong didn't think much of it, but just chuckled and said, "Second Uncle is right, Gonggong's head is very hard. In the past, when I fought him, he would cheat when he couldn't beat me, and he would ram his head into me. He must have learned that skill during that time!"
Ru Shou, the strongest of the twelve Ancestral Witches in terms of physical body and possessing the Dao of Metal, looked at Hong Yuan with some dissatisfaction and explained in a low voice, "Second Uncle, my head is also very hard. If you don't believe me, feel it!"
After saying that, Ru Shou stretched his bald head out in front of Hong Yuan.
It seemed he was determined to let Hong Yuan know that he was just as stubborn.
Looking at Ru Shou, who was all flesh and blood, with a bald head and a gleaming body, and who at first glance looked like one of the Arhats of the Western Paradise, Hong Yuan smiled and gently tapped Ru Shou's head.
Listen to that crisp "clang".
Hong Yuan didn't need Ru Shou to explain further; he knew that Ru Shou was also a good head.
"Not bad, not bad, that's a good start!"
The other ancestral witches frowned upon seeing this.
Does my second uncle like people with hard heads?
Looking at Ru Shou's proud expression after being praised by Hong Yuan.
The other Ancestral Witches couldn't help but have another thought: No, they should practice more head-raising techniques in the future.
We can't just let Ru Shou and Gong Gong be praised by our second uncle; they should be praised too!
Xuanming and Houtu, in particular, couldn't help but feel a bit disgusted when they looked at Rushou's bald head.
But then I thought, isn't it just a big bald head?
As long as Uncle Er is happy, they can have it too!
Looking at the pensive faces of the eleven Ancestral Witches before him, Hong Yuan knew without a doubt what they were thinking.
He couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
These twelve ancestral witches are really a bit simple-minded.
But it's good, he actually likes this kind of personality!
But if you really let the Twelve Ancestral Witches do nothing but think about how to harden their heads all day long, that would be a bit difficult.
Hong Yuan then smiled and explained, "You don't need to overthink it, nor do you need to try to harden your brains all day long. Each of you possesses a law within you and has your own strengths. Don't put the cart before the horse; just follow your own path according to your respective laws!"
"I came back this time for two reasons. First, I wanted to see my elder brother. Second, I also have the time to teach you all! Have you noticed any difference between you and the creatures outside?"
As Hong Yuan finished speaking, the faces of all the Ancestral Witches present showed joy.
They originally thought their second uncle was just coming to see them, but they didn't expect him to actually intend to teach them.
This way, my second uncle could stay with them a little longer.
At the same time, these ancestral witches couldn't help but fall into deep thought, pondering the differences between themselves and other living beings.
Although they have not yet been born, they have seen many creatures that used to roam around Zhou Mountain.
They racked their brains but still couldn't figure out what made them different from other creatures.
Ru Shou had just been praised by Hong Yuan, and this was a time for pride.
Without hesitation, he patted his chest and said proudly:
"We are formed from the essence and blood of Father God Pangu, and are the true descendants of Pangu. This is what distinguishes us from other beings; we are more powerful!!"
"That's right!!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong, who was standing nearby, suddenly clapped his hands excitedly and echoed loudly.
Upon hearing this, Hong Yuan shook his head: "Think again, what is the biggest difference between you and them?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong immediately raised his head and boomed, "The biggest difference is that we are far, far stronger than them! If a real fight breaks out, I can kill them with a single punch!"
Ru Shou was displeased upon hearing this and quickly said, "I can do it too, I only need half a punch!"
“Then I’ll use half of my fist!” Zhu Rong immediately retorted.
Ru Shou grinned and kicked Zhu Rong fiercely: "Hmph, then I'll use half of it!!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, two hands appeared on the heads of Zhu Rong and Ru Shou respectively.
A loud "BOOM!!" was heard.
Two upright bodies suddenly appeared on the ground.
After finishing these tasks, Hong Yuan clapped his hands lightly, as if he had done something insignificant.
He simply smiled and looked at the other Ancestral Witches with a kind expression: "What do you think?"
That smile was like the warm spring sun, warming the hearts of every ancestral witch.
Looking at the three familiar figures on the ground, the other Ancestral Witches turned their heads with difficulty to look at their second uncle.
Looking at the faint, ambiguous smile on his second uncle's face...
The ancestral witches felt a chill involuntarily creep up their spines, and a coldness instantly surged up and spread throughout their bodies.