Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 1168 The Great Emperor Fuxi
boom!
Wu Tian's fist collided with Longma's head, a powerful air wave spread out, and the small world trembled.

"You just said that Fuxi was my former master. So, you want to be my current master? But you... how can you compare to Emperor Fuxi?"

Longma snorted, Fuxi held too high a status in his heart.From its point of view, any living being could not compare to Emperor Fuxi.

"You say I'm not as good as Fuxi?" Wu Tian chuckled,
Fuxi, the ancestor of humanities, to put it bluntly, Fuxi is the ancestor of all Yanhuang people, right?

Long Ma said that Wu Tian was not as good as Fu Xi, but Wu Tian was not angry.

Just flipped his palms, and suddenly, Fuxiqin appeared, Wu Tian sat cross-legged, Fuxiqin was placed in front of his knees.

"This is the master's zither, don't move it." Long Ma rushed up again,
However, at this moment, Wu Tian played the Fuxiqin, and the powerful sound of the piano sounded, and the sound waves, majestic and majestic, swept towards the dragon horse with great power,

Immediately, a wall of sound was formed in front of the direction where Ryoma rushed.

By the time Ryoma reacted, it was already too late.

With a bang, Longma bumped into the wall formed by the music of Fuxiqin. Immediately, Longma only felt a bump on his head, making him dizzy.

Wu Tian smiled, and played the Fuxiqin again. The sound of the piano formed a net, which appeared out of thin air and directly enveloped the dragon and horse in it.

"I tell you. I tell you, Emperor Fuxi is gone. I will not surrender to you either."

Wrapped tightly in the net, his body was tortured by it, but Ryoma was still extremely ferocious, roaring angrily,

Don't admit defeat,
Just don't admit defeat,
To not surrender is not to surrender,

Its body, the power fluctuates, blooming a mythical brilliance, but it still can't struggle with the net,

Wu Tian played Fuxiqin, and with the sound of the piano, the net became stronger and tighter.

"For my sake, don't care about its offense, let it go, and be kind to it."

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, it was an illusory figure, appearing from the Fuxiqin.

Wu Tian knows that this is Fuxi, the ancestor of humanities,

It is also the Fuxi Emperor in the mouth of Longma.

The beginning of China's humanities, one of the three emperors, is also the righteous god of blessing the country with Nuwa.The Chu Silk Book records that he is the God of Creation, and is the earliest God of Creation recorded in the Dragon Kingdom.

According to legend, Fuxi, with a human head and a snake body, married Nuwa brothers and sisters and had children. According to the changes in the world, he invented divination and gossip, and created words to end the history of "knotting events".He also made ropes into nets, used them to catch birds and hunted, and taught people how to fish and hunt.One year after Fuxi became king in 110, he left the mortal world and left a lot of myths and legends about Fuxi.

Fu Xi,

The gentleness between the brows makes all the unscrupulous people dread,
In his eyes, there is no contemptuous contempt of a strong man who looks down on the sky. He is peaceful and loves the people like a child. From his eyes, it can be seen that he has love for all things. This kind of love is called fraternity.

His voice is even more vast enough to infect people's hearts.

"I understand, I will give you this face." It would be too difficult for other people to get face from Wu Tian.

But Fuxi, the ancestor of the humanities, was an exception, and Wu Tian immediately agreed.

Fuxi's figure gradually disappeared.

Wu Tian also stopped playing the piano, and the net that wrapped the dragon and horse finally disappeared,
The dragon and horse fell to the ground and were free, but their eyes were still weeping: "Great Emperor, Fuxi the Great."

It really misses Fuxi very much. When it saw Fuxi just now, it was very happy.
Just now,

That's just the breath left by Emperor Fuxi, that's all.

Not the real Fuxi the Great at all.

Long Ma looked downcast, and Emperor Fuxi was gone, so what was he doing alive?
Thinking of this, Ryoma is going to commit suicide.

Wu Tian saw Long Ma's thoughts at a glance, shook his head slightly, and said with a sneer: "If you die, you will really not be able to see your Emperor Fuxi in the future."

"What do you mean?" Long Ma stared blankly at Wu Tian.

"Fuxi, the emperor of the demon clan, after death, he will be the human race Fuxi, after he dies" Wu Tian stopped here,
Longma is not stupid, now I understand that Emperor Fuxi, although gone, can still be reincarnated!
"How can I find the great emperor in this life?" Long Ma thought of this, with a lost face again,
infinite starry sky,

The world is heavy,

Can I meet the Great Emperor again?
"Of course we can meet him again."

Wu Tian nodded and said, "As long as you follow me."

"You?" Long Ma was taken aback,
But think about the attitude of Emperor Fuxi towards Wu Tian just now,

Ryoma understood something and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I promise you, I will follow you."

Wu Tian smiled: "That's good."

Wu Tian got a dragon horse as a mount in the small world of the Fire Cloud Cave of the Three Emperors.

On the other side is a place full of turmoil, green dragon gangs, green snakes circling, and ancient trees towering to the sky.Now, Dongfang Datian, the leader of the Azure Dragon Gang, has also left the customs.

Hearing that something happened to Wang Wu, the ten elders were killed,

Dongfang Datian wants to go there in person,
Wang Wu also said that Dongfang Xinglong had gone, which made Dongfang Datian even more worried, and felt that he had to go in person.

He has many sons,
There are many grandchildren,
But Dongfang Xinglong is his eldest grandson.

But some disciples said that Jiling had already gone, which made Dongfang Datian give up his idea of ​​going.

Jiling Qingjiao is much stronger than him. From Dongfang Datian's point of view, once Jiling comes out, everything will be resolved.
Why do you want to go?

Now, Qing Jiao has finally returned with his disciples,
However, Dongfang Datian didn't see his grandson in the crowd.

"Where is the spirit of the old man? The grandson of the old man?" Dongfang Datian asked in an anxious tone,
Ji Ling didn't say anything.
The disciples have already told everything, Qing Jiao beat Dongfang Xinglong to death, Qing Jiao bowed to a young man,

Just hearing these two things, Dongfang Datian felt that he had been punched in the head and was completely confused.
He didn't believe it. He looked at Qingjiao hovering in the air, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and asked, "Ji Ling, my disciples. What they said must be false, right?"

Qingjiao is the sacrificial spirit of their Qinglong Gang,
very rebellious,
How could it be possible to worship a person?
"No, what they said is true." However, Qing Jiao's answer made Dongfang Datian's mind go blank again.
how come?
How could it be like this?
Dongfang Datian only has one idea now.

"You killed my grandson for that person. How could you do this? Who is that person who made you do such a thing?"

Dongfang Datian stared at Qing Jiao, asking Qing Jiao to give himself an explanation.

(End of this chapter)