Fuxi stood outside the peach grove, holding Kongtong Seal in his arms.
Fuxi immediately sensed the endless aura inside, and the power represented by each aura.
Is this a magic weapon refined by that senior?
Fuxi was shocked. If he could convert all the breath inside into power and exert it, he could even deliver a blow as powerful as a saint.
This... is even more powerful than ordinary innate treasures, right?
Fuxi could not imagine how powerful that senior's methods were.
It is actually possible to refine a treasure even more powerful than the innate treasure!
Fuxi was very sure that the Kongtong Seal in his arms was refined.
Because the breath inside is that of the human race.
The human race is a race created by my sister Nuwa. It is impossible for an innate treasure to contain the aura of every human race.
Moreover, innate treasures are nurtured by heaven and earth and will not contain the aura of any race.
The aura inside the Kongtong Seal can deliver a saint's strike. It should not last as long as the Wu Clan's twelve-block formation of gods and demons. But with the Kongtong Seal, the human race at least has a protective object, which can at least be used in Kunpeng. His men protected some humans.
Fuxi's idea was to hand over the Kongtong Seal to the human race and select a human race to take charge of the Kongtong Seal.
But soon, Fuxi felt that this idea was not realistic.
Fuxi had seen the human race in Nanzhou. They were still eating their hair and drinking blood. They were not much different from beasts. There were monsters among the beasts, but the human race had not even produced a Qi Refiner. Under such circumstances, the human race could not even reach Kongtong. Yindu cannot protect it, let alone protect the human race.
Do you really want to protect the human race by yourself?
But in that case, wouldn't it be against the Demon Court?
Against your own race?
What's more, Fuxi is a demon clan and can sense the aura inside the Kongtong Seal, but cannot use the power inside.
The price paid...
Fuxi rubbed the Kongtong Seal with his palm and saw the nine-striped dragon on the Kongtong Seal.
Tattooed dragon, blue dragon?
Could it be that the blue dragon in the pond is another hint and another guidance from that senior?
Fuxi hugged Kongtong Seal and hurried down the mountain.
"Demon Court Fuxi, I have met fellow Taoist Qinglong!" Fuxi stood on the edge of the pond and said with fists in his hands.
Qinglong is now in the body of a swimming fish, and he originally didn't want to meet others in this capacity, but Fuxi has already named him, and Qinglong cannot hide anymore.
A ball of green light flashed in the pond, and the green light condensed into a green dragon in front of Fu Xi. It was exactly the same as the original green dragon, a green dragon made purely of spiritual bodies.
"Fuxi has met fellow Taoist Qinglong!"
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist." Qinglong responded with a smile: "I wonder if you have any advice?"
"Bah, how hypocritical!" At this moment, a child's voice suddenly came, and then the willow tree swayed. An old boy who was almost one meter tall, with eyes as clear as a young child, but with wrinkles on his face. The son walked out from the willow tree.
"Fuxi has met Senior Yangmei." Fuxi turned around and saluted the Great Immortal Yangmei. This was the first chaotic god and demon to enter the ancient world, but this was the first time Fuxi saw him.
"Senior brother." Qinglong smiled and cupped his fists at Immortal Yang Mei.
Now, he and Great Immortal Yang Mei are both resurrected. Although they are not recognized by Xuan Qing, they are both Xuan Qing's disciples.
This is a prehistoric rule. Those children, mounts, etc. will not be recognized, but they will maintain their status as disciples.
For example, Haotian next to ancestor Hongjun, such as Qingniu next to Taiqing Laozi.
"Bah, hypocritical!" Old Tong'er clasped his hands behind his back and glared at Qinglong, his disdainful expression so obvious.
Fuxi was a little embarrassed. He was an outsider after all, and he still came to Qinglong for advice. As a result, Immortal Yang Mei was so rude to Qinglong. Fuxi could only turn around and pretend not to hear anything.
Qinglong smiled and said, "Oh, why did senior brother say that?"
"Hmph!" Immortal Yang Mei snorted coldly: "You, like me, were replanted by the master, and you still use your original identity and appearance. Don't you intend to give up your past?"
"Of course not," Qinglong said: "But senior brother should know that junior brother has not yet reached the stage of transformation, and when he transforms, the first time he jumps over the dragon gate and transforms into a real dragon, and the second time he will actually transform, so, Junior brother doesn’t know what he will look like after his transformation in the future, so he can only appear as his previous identity. I hope senior brother can forgive me.”
Immortal Yang Mei clasped his hands behind his back and hummed: "My previous identity, bullshit my previous identity!"
Qinglong smiled and said: "Senior brother is very accomplished and has completely let go of his previous identity. I admire him."
Qinglong really admired him. These years in the pond were more relaxed and comfortable than he had been in the East China Sea for a million years, but if he was asked to let go completely, he really couldn't do it.
"Go away!" Immortal Yang Mei shouted angrily, and said aggrievedly: "I can't remember it, okay? Damn it, although there are some fragments, I just can't remember it!"
"Perhaps, senior doesn't want to remind senior brother." Qinglong said thoughtfully.
Of course Qinglong knew about the death of Immortal Yang Mei, and he knew it better than anyone else.
Because, when they went to fight against the demon ancestor Luohu, the dragon clan was carried away by ancestor Hongjun, and the eldest brother Zulong died because of this.
After the death of Great Immortal Yangmei, Ancestor Qiankun and Ancestor Yin Yang, Ancestor Hongjun used all his magic power to reverse the situation and kill Luo Hu, becoming the most powerful existence in this world.
It can be seen that at that time, Patriarch Hongjun was able to completely control his three corpses.
Qinglong was the first to not believe it if there was no calculation!
The senior didn't let Immortal Yang Mei think of those things, probably because he didn't want Immortal Yang Mei to seek revenge.
Therefore, even if Qinglong knew the inside story, he would not tell Immortal Yang Mei, and to be honest, he would not dare!
Immortal Yang Mei frowned and thought for a while, then gave up and snorted at Qinglong again: "Anyway, I just can't stand a guy like you. It's amazing to have a past, bah!"
Immortal Yangmei sighed, the Jie Kong Avenue circulated, the spirit body disappeared, and returned to the willow tree.
"I made fellow Taoist laugh." Qinglong said, cupping his fists towards Fuxi.
Snapped!
A willow branch hit Qinglong's spirit body: "You brat, do you mean I'm a joke?"
Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said to Yang Liushu: "Senior brother, how dare I say that to you? I definitely didn't mean it."
"Huh!" The willow tree snorted coldly and gradually fell into silence.
"Where." Fuxi smiled and shook his head, told Qinglong about the Kongtong Seal, and asked, "Do you know the specific meaning of that senior?"
Qinglong thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Senior... I am acting lofty and lofty, but I don't know it clearly. I am afraid I will disappoint Fellow Taoist Fuxi."
"Fellow Taoist Qinglong was joking." Fu Xi said with a smile: "In any case, that senior pointed out a clear path to the human race, and also gave the human race such a great opportunity. For this alone, Pindao is extremely grateful. How dare we expect anything else? In this case, I will not disturb fellow Taoist Qinglong."
Qinglong smiled and nodded, watching Fuxi leave.
