After chatting with Fu Min for a while, Meng Chuan turned around and walked out of the temple.
"I will come back to you after you understand, fellow Taoist." Meng Chuan left a message and disappeared into the Fuxi Divine Courtyard.
A pure Taoist who originally regarded Fuxi's bloodline as a burden and Fuxi's status as a piece of cake has now become the Emperor of Heaven who has taken root in Fuxi's divine clan.
Destiny is indeed unpredictable and nothing cannot be changed.
At this moment, Fumin is still Fuxi’s Fumin.
One hundred thousand years passed, and Fuxi's invincible reputation reached its peak. All races in the world and all the beings in the world respected and feared Fuxi.
All the innate god kings hated Fuxi and feared Tao Zun.
This race, which has produced seventy-two dynasties of Earthly Emperors, is a serious concern for all god-kings.
All the ancient god kings realized a problem.
If you want to run rampant, you must get rid of the Fuxi race.
Otherwise, a Heavenly Emperor will appear from time to time. Even if he is not as powerful as Fu Min, his strength is otherworldly and can threaten them.
One hundred thousand years later, Fuxi's reputation reached its peak.
But the most powerful Emperor of the Fuxi Divine Clan has come to an end.
In the Fuxi Divine Courtyard, the invincible Taoist Master in heaven and earth was lying on the bed. He had aged to the extreme and could no longer see his invincible posture.
Meng Chuan walked into the Fuxi Divine Courtyard at this time. No one stopped him or saw him along the way.
Meng Chuan arrived outside Fu Min's room. Prince Qiming was here. Even if his father was about to die, he was unwilling to go in and see his father, with a cold face.
It seemed that the old man lying on the bed inside was not his father, nor the greatest emperor of the Fuxi Clan.
In the eyes of the Fuxi Divine Clan, in the eyes of all races, in the eyes of the God-Kings, and in the eyes of the Taoist Gods, Taoist Fumin is Fuxi's hero and a monument in the history of the development of acquired spiritual practice.
Whether they are enemies or friends, they all respect Fumin and respect Fumin. Even if they are sworn enemies who will fight to the death, they must respect Fumin and call him "Tao Zun".
Only in the eyes of his son, his father was Fuxi's sinner.
What kind of Taoist is he? He is just the executioner who massacred three thousand emperors, and he is just a foolish king who provoked a war between gods and demons!
Meng Chuan walked past Crown Prince Qiming and the others without even looking at Crown Prince Qiming.
All I can say is that I hate not shooting at the wall.
Meng Chuan walked into the room, and the old and shabby Fu Min looked over.
Meng Chuan asked with a smile: "My Taoist friend, the deadline is approaching. I wonder if you would like to go with me now?"
Fu Min smiled and said, "A hundred thousand years ago, my Taoist friend is so patient."
Fu Min was not surprised that Meng Chuan was still young after 100,000 years.
"For me, it's just a moment." Meng Chuan replied.
Fu Min sighed, "It's enviable."
If he can remain young forever and his body does not decay, then he has the ability to take further steps.
Fumin's realm and Taoist heart have reached the level of Taoism. Only the physical body is holding him back. The physical body is the acquired soul and will decay.
Fu Min also understood the method of reversing the innate method the day after tomorrow, but it was too late. He didn't have that much time.
His legacy was inherited by Zhong Yue, making Zhong Yue the first living creature to return to nature.
Whether it was the Seven Paths of Reincarnation, the return of the day after tomorrow to the innate state, or the Path of Change, Fu Min did not fall behind.
It's a pity that time is not waiting for him. He only has 120,000 years in his life, but he has too many things to do.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Great Unification of Divine Powers, the Seven Paths of Reincarnation, the Way of Change, Acquired Return to Innate Heaven, Taoist Gods, Fuxi Clan, etc., are all distracting his energy and dividing up his time.
He has researched most of the seven paths of reincarnation!
But 120,000 years is really not enough.
Meng Chuan looked at Fu Min and said, "Fellow Taoist has not answered my question yet."
Fu Min moved his eyes away from Meng Chuan and looked out the door, seeming to have the entire Taoist universe in his eyes.
"I am Fuxi."
Fu Min's voice sounded.
"Fellow Taoist, you still don't understand." Meng Chuan shook his head, turned and left, "I'll come back later."
"Hahaha." Fu Min laughed loudly, but there was weakness in his voice and it was not particularly loud. It was completely different from one hundred thousand years ago.
"I'm going to die soon, how can I come back later?"
"I will ask you even if you die." Meng Chuan said without looking back.
Fu Min kept smiling and watched Meng Chuan leave.
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The mighty Fuxi team marched towards the ancestral star, playing tragic and tragic music and singing songs belonging to Fuxi.
Dark things were scattered across the sky and the earth, and the emperors of the Fuxi clan walked forward carrying an ancient coffin with sad expressions.
The world is exuding sadness, as if mourning for the person in the coffin.
This is the funeral procession for Taoist Master Fumin, who will send Fumin's corpse back to Fuxi's ancestral planet.
Every mourner is an elite member of the Fuxi Divine Clan.
Either the most outstanding talent, or the most powerful person.
It is a sacred thing to carry the coffin and bury a Taoist saint.
Not surprisingly, Crown Prince Qiming was not in the funeral procession.
Most people in the Fuxi Divine Clan understand Fumin’s behavior in old age.
Only the Crown Prince Qiming and the hidden traitors among the Fuxi Clan expressed incomprehension and were filled with grief and anger.
The latter has bad intentions and is really bad.
The former is really stupid.
"boom!"
Suddenly, endless darkness appeared in front of the funeral procession, covering the sky and the earth, and the endless void.
"Hahaha, Dao Zun's body has returned home. How can we, old friends, not come to see it off?"
A cold voice echoed in all directions, everywhere.
"Black Emperor, you dare to block Dao Zun's coffin, you are seeking death!" A great emperor of the Fuxi Divine Clan was filled with murderous intent, and he already recognized who was blocking the way.
The innate Black Emperor, the god-king who controls the avenue of darkness, is the greatest enemy of the acquired creatures.
"Feng Zhunian, what you said is enough to bring the Taoist Master back to life!" In the boundless darkness, a humanoid body solidified and appeared.
"You are a great emperor, but you are not good enough."
This is the historical incident of Fu Min's coffin returning to the ancestral star and the Black Emperor blocking the way.
In this incident, almost none of Fuxi's elite soldiers who mourned Fumin's funeral survived, and they were all slaughtered.
The Black Emperor is just a person standing in front of the stage. In the darkness, there are still eyes peeping here.
For the Emperor of Heaven, ancient god-kings like Black Emperor were not invincible.
But for ordinary emperors, this is an insurmountable peak.
Because Fu Min was old and killed three thousand emperors for Fu Xi's future, provoking a war between gods and demons, and hunting down the innate god king, Crown Prince Qiming became filled with grief and anger, and rebuked his father.
I wonder what Crown Prince Qiming will think now that the elite of the Fuxi Divine Clan have been slaughtered by the enemies who were supposed to be killed and suppressed by Fu Min.
The Black Emperor has taken action and is invincible. Darkness has descended on the world and is the destination of everything.
There are other great supernatural beings hidden in the darkness who are also attacking the Fuxi Clan.
The elites of the Fuxi Divine Clan could not stop them at all. The Black Emperor was massacring the Fuxi Divine Clan people, and at the same time he was observing the Emperor's Coffin, wanting to see if there was any reaction from the Emperor's Coffin.
He was afraid that Taoist Fumin had left some back-up plan and had planned to ambush them today.
Even if it is just a dead person, it still makes all the gods and kings fearful.
For a long time, there was no movement in the emperor's coffin. A joyful look flashed in the Black Emperor's eyes. He no longer held back and headed straight for Fumin's coffin. He was about to blow up the emperor's coffin and destroy Fumin's corpse. The hatred and murderous intent of all the Fuxi Clan soared to the sky.
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At this time, immeasurable light descended from the void and dispelled the darkness.
The Black Emperor suddenly retracted his hand that was reaching for the emperor's coffin, and couldn't help but retreat away from the emperor's coffin.
"Tao Zun?!
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Black Emperor shouted, with fear in his voice.
This is the power of Fire, the most powerful Heavenly Emperor in the two eras of Earth. Even after his death, his aura manifesting again can frighten an invincible God-King.
A beam of light fell from the void world and entered the emperor's coffin. The lid of the coffin opened and the person in the coffin flew out and blasted towards the Black Emperor.
Black Emperor's liver and gallbladder were about to burst. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he couldn't.
"boom!"
Black Emperor was blasted away, but he laughed. The laughter was full of joy, and the fear in his heart disappeared.
"It turns out to be the lower realm of the Emperor Spirit. Is this your last resort?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Dao Zun, you are already dead. How much strength can the emperor spirit take over the dead body?"
"Today, if I risk my life, I will make your soul fly to pieces!"
