"Hahaha, the son of the Wang family has the qualifications to be a great emperor. If he is younger, his status will be smaller, hahaha!"
Wuyang laughed and said.
"The qualifications of a great emperor are nothing, but my son has the qualifications of a true immortal! In this immortal realm, it is up to me, the dancer, to control the ups and downs!"
"My dancer, Qilin'er, has come to this world. Congratulations to my master. The dancer family may be immortal forever!"
Elders from all races are excited. Talking about such a talent would scare a lot of the so-called geniuses to death. When the children grow up, they will definitely be able to lead the dancers to further steps!
"Wuyang, have you chosen a good name for this child?"
Ancestor Tianming came back to his senses and asked with a smile.
"Return to my ancestors, and I haven't asked my ancestors to give me my name!"
"In my opinion..."
"Don't look at it. Apart from fortune telling, what else can you do? What else can you do?"
"I'm going to fucking kill you... uh... Nineteenth Ancestor? Why did you come out?
"Fart, there is such a loud noise, I sit...can't I just lie down?"
"Welcome to the Nineteenth Ancestor!"??n
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that the sleeping Nineteenth Ancestor was also disturbed. This was a real big shot in the dance family. He had survived for countless epochs, and his strength was even more unpredictable. He was the most powerful person who could truly overwhelm the invincible opponents of the entire generation.
When his life was short, he, like other ancestors in the clan, chose to seal himself, fell into a deep sleep, and became the heritage of the clan. Unless something big happened, he would never come out of the coffin.
Such a person was unexpectedly alarmed. After thinking about it, everyone thought it was reasonable. After all, the little thing was too evil, and the movement was indeed too loud.
If it were me, I'd sit down too...well...I can't lie down!
"Come, show me!"
The Nineteenth Patriarch held the little thing in his arms, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"Wu Yang, your boy has made great contributions to the family! That's great! The Wu family's destiny has come! Hahaha!"
"Please give me a name from the Nineteenth Ancestor!"
"It doesn't matter. I think you are about to enter that field. You are the biological father of the child. It is up to you to choose this name!"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be surprised.
"Is the head of the family also going to enter that realm?"
"That's the pinnacle of humanity. The head of the family seems to be only over 10,000 years old."
"What do you know? Don't forget, the head of the family is the hegemon!"
"As expected of the head of the family, worthy of the hegemonic body!"
Wuyang smiled calmly, "Old Ancestor is indeed aware of everything. It's just that my son was born today, and the vision was born. I just have some understanding in my heart. It's too early to start."
"My son is born with immortal talents that are beyond the heavens. I think, how about just naming him with the word "immortal"?"
"Dance Fairy?"
"Okay, you have the courage! In this life, the path to immortality will be decided by me, the Dance Clan! I will be called the Dance Immortal!"
The Nineteenth Patriarch looked at everyone and suddenly said, "The golden age has arrived, and all tribes and holy places have extraordinary talents. However, although our tribe has ten great saints and saints, the emperor's son has always been vacant. However,
The wait has finally come, and today I announce that Wu Xian is the current emperor of our imperial clan, and his status is second only to the head of the family!"
Everyone was a little surprised. The title of emperor's son is not simple. The master of the family was the most talented dancer in the dance family ten thousand years ago. He also possesses the body of heaven and hegemony. He is just a saint son. The title of emperor's son will always be vacant unless evildoers are banned.
, after all, the emperor's son represents the face of the imperial clan.
But when I think about the terrifying talent of the little thing, I feel that it is very reasonable, so I can only call it one by one.
Regardless of everyone's reaction, the Nineteenth Patriarch turned to look at the quiet little guy in his arms and said, "Little guy, do you like being the emperor's son?"
Wu Xian has almost come to his senses now. It seems that his family is very awesome. Can't I just lie down and go out to tease that thing? Ang, tease that thing again and make a fairyland.
The first dude is so happy!
As for cultivation or something, let’s just watch it for now.
If you can lie down, never sit; if you can sit, never stand. This is the ambition that the fourth generation of young people in the 21st century should have.
Listening to what the old man asked himself, he felt that it was necessary for him to express his views and opinions.
So, Master Wu Xian waved his chubby little hands and said with a milky voice: "I'm hungry, I want to drink milk!"
As soon as these words came out, the Nineteenth Ancestor became quiet, the Ancestor Tianming became quiet, Wuyang became quiet, and the whole world became quiet.
"Who is talking! Who is it!"
"Damn it, am I dreaming? I actually heard the emperor speak."
"Damn it, I had the same dream as you!"
brush!
The wife of the housekeeper, who had almost recovered in the fairy palace, also came out and wanted to see her child.
result…..
I saw a group of people who all seemed to have been struck by lightning, looking stupid.
Ji Ziyi didn't pay attention. She immediately saw the little guy in Nineteenth Ancestor's arms. The aura that was connected to her bloodline was unmistakable. That was her child. She quickly flew over.
"Ziyi has met the Nineteenth Ancestor!"
The Nineteenth Patriarch said nothing.
She was in a good mood after taking the little thing from the stunned Nineteenth Ancestor. Tens of thousands of years of waiting had finally come to fruition. She didn't care whether raising a dragon was successful or not, or whether she was gifted or not. Even if her son had a useless body,
She can also make a great emperor! She just wants her child to be safe and happy.
Wu Xian looked at his mother and felt very warm. A throbbing deep in his blood made him feel solid and safe.
It seemed that there was nothing that this beautiful woman in front of me couldn't do.
So, he spoke,
"Mom, I'm hungry"
Her voice is still so milky and cute.
As a result, Ji Ziyi was also dumbfounded.
Is this her son?
Let me think about it, how many years has it been since I gave birth to this thing?
Bah bah bah!
Just gave birth!
Okay, a quarter of an hour!
Can you speak now? The pronunciation is so accurate?
Master Wu Xian looked at everyone's reactions and felt that he needed to stand up and explain.
As a result, his eyebrows glowed, and his naked body just levitated,
Then, he said, "I am more talented, so let's go to the Ganges River!"
Everyone quickly agreed: "In the Ganges, in the Ganges!"
Ji Ziyi also agreed, but she still felt that it was not in the Ganges River but in mint. Then Ji Ziyi sent a message to Wuyang, "Let's see if the old monster has taken over the body! He can talk and fly right after he is born!"
………..
In this way, Wu Xian happily ate for three years. All kinds of treasures from heaven and earth, as well as spiritual fluids from heaven and earth, were wasted. However, as the emperor's son, the ancestor personally sent food to you. Do you accept it or not?
In the past three years, I have not been exposed to any spiritual practice, nor have I practiced any magical powers or secret techniques. I have only eaten, drank and slept.
Eat to be healthy, drink to be happy, and sleep like a pig.
This was the expectation of the Nineteenth Patriarch.
……….
Imperial Clan, Dancer, Imperial Son Palace
This day is the same as the day before.
A young milk baby full of fairy energy, holding the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Fruit in one hand and the fairy liquid contained in the sacred milk bottle in the other hand, sat on a chair made of dragon and phoenix blood jade, eating and drinking boringly.
.
There were several beautiful elder sisters standing around, either holding another sacred bottle, or holding some rare spiritual fruits...
Hiccup~
"I'm tired from eating, I'll take a nap."
"Sisters, you should sleep too! Standing is very tiring."
"Your Majesty, we are not tired!"
Several sisters said in unison.
"Alas, the weather is wet and cold. My newly replaced Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade Bed is a bit cold to sleep on alone, alas!"
"Emperor, how about I bring your dragon-phoenix blood jade bed back to you?"
A more courageous sister looked at the sunny weather outside and said silently.
"Forget it, I'll just make do with it. The most important thing in cultivation is to hone yourself and build an invincible Taoist heart."
"That's what the emperor said."
As he spoke, he pulled her legs out of Wu Xian's arms without leaving any trace.
…………
Suddenly, Wu Xian felt like the world was spinning. He closed his eyes and did not resist, knowing that this was the method of the Nineteenth Ancestor. He had done it a hundred times in the past three years, if not a thousand times, and he was used to it.
As soon as Wu Xian opened his eyes, he had already changed to another place. Different from the Emperor's Palace, the surroundings were gray, as if he were in the boundless void. In front of him, an old man sat cross-legged, as if he was integrated with the world. It was Wu Xian.
Nineteenth ancestor of the family.
"Grandpa Nineteen!"
"Grandpa Nineteen, the three-year period has expired today. Have you fulfilled your promise?"