The Holy Emperor of Fuxi in the Xihuang Palace, with his own name, has created an immortal monument of the human race.

Zhang Yao looked at the Xihuang Palace, very curious about what kind of attitude such a landmark figure had towards the human race.

You know, whether it's Cangjie or the rest of the ancient sages. These sages, who are of the general heritage of the human race, are not very flattering to the saints in their attitudes, but are faintly wary.

Therefore, Zhang Yao was very curious about what the role of the Fuxi Holy Emperor, as the head of the Three Emperors, should be. After all, there is an absolute difference between the ancestor of the human race, Fu Xi, and the ancient power Fu Xi.

For example, if Fu Xi regarded himself as the ancestor of the human race, then he, who had witnessed the power of the saint, had already thought of the countermeasures for the human race to get rid of the oppression of the saint, and had already begun to plan in secret.

On the other hand, if Fu Xi only sees human beings as a stepping stone for himself. So if it is necessary, he will still abandon the Terran people just like in ancient times, abandoning the identity of the ancient power.

Zhang Yao didn't know this question.

However, he did not dare to underestimate the courage of these ancient powers, nor did he underestimate the determination of these people. Because from the beginning of heaven and earth, all the way through the wind and rain, to the position of quasi-saint, none of the people will be simple characters, and no one will act recklessly.

Too many impulses, that's just a passion that belongs to young people.

After a long period of historical precipitation, these remnants of the powerful monks are as mellow and restrained as a bottle of fine wine. Until you open the bottle, you will always see only a surface, and you will not know the true value of the bottle.

Now, Zhang Yao is like a wine taster, he is walking towards the Xihuang Palace step by step under the gaze of many Terran sages. If you want to taste it, the cup of wine hidden in the deepest part of the human race.

Holding the Fuxi piano in his hand, he stepped into the Xihuang Palace.

Under the watchful eye, Zhang Yao walked into Fuxi's palace and slowly looked up into the depths of the palace.

In the Xihuang Palace, the whole hall is simple and elegant, and the sense of vicissitudes of history comes to the face.

In Zhang Yao's gaze, a young man in a black gossip robe was sitting cross-legged on the throne, with an old man and a young companion sitting beside him.

The young man in the gossip clothes in the middle, without thinking too much, is the ancestor of the human race, Fuxi.

As for the old man sitting on the left, Zhang Yao glanced at the service of this person, and saw that the old man's clothes were embroidered with flowers and trees, and his body was full of vitality, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Earth Emperor Shennong's Clan!" Zhang Yao flipped through it, wrote the answer in his heart, and then looked at the young man sitting on the right.

The young man sitting on Fu Xi's right hand has an indissoluble majesty between his eyebrows, which is very conflicting with his young appearance.

Zhang Yao only swept over the young man's face, and then stopped at the young man's waist, because there was a dazzling sword there.

This dazzling sword is not because of how sharp it is, nor because of how strong it is. Instead, on the sword of the sword, the art of farming and weaving is depicted on the one hand, and the map of unification of the war is depicted on the other, giving people the illusion that the king is invincible.

"Xuanyuan Sword Imperial Maiden 3,000, driving the dragon to the sky, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor!" Zhang Yao pondered silently in his heart, surprised at the identities of the two Holy Emperors, and also surprised at why Fu Xi invited these two Holy Emperors out, and also put on a posture to greet him.

While Zhang Yao looked at the three Holy Emperors, the three Holy Emperors also gestured to each other, talking silently.

Between the two sides, there was silence for a few minutes before Zhang Yao broke the deadlock.

"I've seen Emperor Fuxi, I've seen Emperor Shennong, I've seen Emperor Xuanyuan. I wish the human race prosperity, and the three human emperors will enjoy peace forever. "The three Holy Emperors of the Terran Race have great merit for the Terrans. Not only does merit achieve the position of quasi-saint, but also has the qualifications of the same generation as a saint.

Zhang Yao didn't dare to have the slightest arrogance in front of these three quasi-saints of the human race, and even used honorifics in his tone.

"Fu Xi has seen Taoist friends" Fu Xi nodded slightly, and was the first to say goodbye.

"Shennong has seen Daoyou" Shennong smiled lightly, and the feeling of a spring breeze was even worse.

"Xuanyuan has seen Daoyou" Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor looked like a teenager, but his voice was full of seriousness when he spoke, and his expression changed even more when he spoke.

Nodding his head with the three Terran Holy Emperors, Zhang Yao raised the Fuxi Qin in his hand, and directly flashed the Baoqin in front of Fu Xi.

Fu Xi looked at the Fu Xiqin that appeared in front of him, his face showed a look of memory, and he gently stroked the strings in his hand, feeling an indescribable melancholy.

"Melancholy!"

Zhang Yao frowned, looking at Fu Xi's expression that didn't look like a fake, and it was difficult to understand what this meant for a while.

"It's been many years, but I didn't expect Fu Xiqin to return to my hand!" Fu Xi stroked Baoqin, but this sentence was not said to Zhang Yao, the audience was Shennong and Xuanyuan, the two Holy Emperors.

Shennong's smile remained unchanged after hearing this, he glanced at Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and said: "Emperor Fuxi, since Fuxiqin is back, it means that fate is still not broken!" ”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor nodded silently, and also said: "The things of the past have all passed. Now that Fu Xiqin is back, let it pass the original thing."

Fuxi, Shennong, and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor talked to each other, which sounded like there was no connection, but it seemed like a thing.

Zhang Yao's frowning brows couldn't be stretched for a long time, and he instinctively sensed that there seemed to be something hidden in this. It's as if it wasn't an accident that this Fuxi Qin wasn't in the hands of Emperor Fuxi during these years.

It's not an accident, it's a deliberate fact.

In the mouth of the Terran sages, Zhang Yao knew that Fuxi was reincarnated, and he also played the Fuxi Qin in the Terrans.

If you calculate it this way, there should be something wrong in the middle that made Baoqin, which Fu Xi never gave up even after his reincarnation, abandon it outside.

"It's really a headache, if this Fuxi Qin was thrown away by Fu Xi himself, then wouldn't it be a joke to send the Qin this time!" Looking at the melancholy and reminiscence on Fu Xi's face, Zhang Yao was a little depressed and at the same time, he was also curious about what happened here.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's because it's been too long, and no outsiders can communicate. Or Fuxi himself has never shied away from this fact.

At this moment, seeing the look of doubt on Zhang Yao's face, Fu Xi slowly spoke: "This Fu Xi qin is a treasure obtained when I was born in heaven and earth in my last life. Originally, this piano was supposed to be an innate spiritual treasure, but unfortunately because I liked it too much at the time, it led to this piano and ruined the opportunity to become an innate spiritual treasure. Speaking of which, I really owe it."

Listening to Fu Xi's words, the first word Zhang Yao noticed was not that this piano had almost become an innate spiritual treasure, but the previous life in Fu Xi's mouth.

What was the previous life, it was the past, it was the past that cannot be recalled.

Although Fu Xi is the reincarnation of the ancient power, his transformation is not to erase his memory, but to reincarnate the true spirit with all inheritances.

In this way, even if Fu Xi is reincarnated, the past should not be called the previous life, unless Fu Xi has abandoned the past.

"Abandoned the past? Could it be that Fu Xi has been in the human race for a long time, and he really has a relationship with the human race, and would rather give up everything he once had? ”

Zhang Yao couldn't help but gasp, not knowing whether to feel sorry for Fuxi's decision or to be glad for the human race.

You must know that before he met Fu Xi, Zhang Yao also doubted Fu Xi's position. But Fu Xi's current attitude is undoubtedly that he has come to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Of course, as for whether Fu Xi was acting or not, just to give himself this illusion, Zhang Yao had no doubts about it.

This is not because he is familiar with Fu Xi's character, but because he is a powerful monk who pursues the fruit of the Dao, and his words and deeds represent his own perception of the Great Dao. This kind of deception of oneself is, in a sense, the way of deceiving oneself, which is absolutely intolerable to the mighty monks.

The powerful monk can speak the law, that is, every word and deed is engraved with Taoist rhyme.

Therefore, Zhang Yaocai was shocked by Fu Xi's words, and did not doubt whether this was a lie.

"Are you curious why I would give up this instrument if I owe it?"

Looking at Zhang Yao's shocked expression, Fu Xi only thought that it was because of this piano, and did not think about other things, so he said: "I have no choice but to do it!" Jean, Jean, have you ever blamed me? ”

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Fu Xiqin let out a burst of self-singing, as if comforting Fu Xi, and the sound of the piano was full of attachment.

"Yes, you've grown up with me. My name is Fu Xi, your name is Fu Xiqin, you and I are one, how can you blame me! ”

Fu Xi's melancholy expression did not diminish when he heard the sound of the piano, and he sighed: "I failed you, I abandoned you back then, not because of you, but because I wanted to cut off the past." Your past and mine are deeply linked, if you don't abandon you, how can you abandon the past? ”

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Fu Xiqin's self-singing voice became more and more sad, even with Zhang Yao's cultivation, he had a very sad feeling.

Feeling the uncomfortable sadness, Zhang Yao clung to his heart and waited for Fu Xi's next story.

It's a pity that Fu Xi, who said the words here, had no intention of going on, but slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, Zhang Yao, who was listening to the story and listening to it up and down, was suddenly a little unhappy.

Although he is not a gossip lover, the changes in Fuxi's body are related to the secret that is difficult to understand in the outside world, which Zhang Yao is eager to know.

"Damn, what happened to Fu Xi, why did he cut off the past, does Fu Xi's past have any connection with this instrument?"

Zhang Yao's heart felt as if he had been scratched by a cat, and after seeing that Fu Xi didn't mean to speak, he couldn't help but pinch his right hand hidden in his sleeve.

The Nine Heavens God is broken, probing the heavens, and peeking into the past

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