At that time, Fu Jiagui was the first family in the world, with a deep foundation, and it can be said that he covered the sky with one hand in the south of the Yangtze River, and the contemporary head of the family was also the last generation of the head of the family, and he got another name for Fu Zhongtian, which means that the Fu family is in the middle of the sky, so that the original name has been forgotten, and both friends and enemies are called Fu Zhongtian.

After the collapse of the Fu family, Fu Zhongtian died, and his three children went to the east and west, all over the world.

The eldest daughter and the youngest son were adopted by the Taoist sect one after another, while the second daughter was exiled all the way to the grassland.

Fu Chen, which is not only the name, but also the road number. The surname Fu is Chen, or the word Chen, take a Fu character. But no matter from which point of view, the relationship between Fu Chen and the Fu family is self-evident.

The real name of Fu Chen, who seems to be like a Buddha and is not known to many people, is even more untestable, and there is only one other name of Mr. Fu left, who was once a disciple of the Taoist sect in charge of the previous generation, and then became the master of Tianji Pavilion, and finally became the head of the White Lotus Sect, which can be said to be a family that integrates Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. In terms of cultivation, he once overpowered Xiao Lie, the tenth person in the world, but he was not among the top ten people in the world because he was in charge of the Heavenly Machine List.

Fu Chen has four attendants, which can be regarded as an old man inherited from the Fu family, similar to Shangguan Xianchen's Nine Great Sword Slaves. It's just that compared with the nine sword slaves known all over the world, Fu Chen's four attendants are not famous, and they can even be said to be rarely known. The nicknames of the four people have been unremarkable, namely Fu Dong, Fu Xi, Fu Nan, and Fu Bei.

East, west, north and south, one less middle.

The main altar of the White Lotus Sect, the sect leader is here.

There is no magnificence here as outsiders imagine, only a purple bamboo forest covering an area of nearly 10,000 acres. Looking from afar, the bamboo sea is even the sky, the wind and waves are together, the bamboo sea moves with the wind, the waves are turbulent, hundreds of millions of bamboo leaves rustle, and the forest sea listens to the waves.

In the center of the depths of the bamboo sea, there is a courtyard built entirely of bamboo, with bamboo buildings and bamboo walls, which almost blends in with the surrounding bamboo forest.

This is the abode of the White Lotus Sect Master.

On the second floor of the bamboo building, there are two people sitting opposite each other. The man was dressed in white, his face was like a crown of jade, and he had both the bookish spirit of Confucianism, the dusty air of Taoism, and the compassionate spirit of Buddhism. Opposite him sat a woman with an extraordinary appearance, dressed in black with large sleeves, and covered with green silk bound by hostas and steps.

The faces of the two are somewhat similar, they also have the same surname, and they both belong to the lineage of the wealthy Fu family.

The woman making tea on the side was Fu Xi, and the other three were standing aside.

Fu Chen didn't sit on the cold bamboo couch and said with a smile: "Eldest sister, you are a rare guest. ”

Yuchen glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter, I can't come here when you're here?"

Fu Chen sat up straight, but the purple sand cup handed over by Fu Xi took a sip of the faint fragrance of tea, shook his head and said: "It's not that you can't come, but you and I are now incompatible, and the eldest sister should avoid suspicion in both feelings and reason." ”

Yuchen snorted lightly, "Incompatible, have you ever had my eldest sister in your eyes?"

Fu Chen put down the teacup in his hand and said indifferently: "Eldest sister wants to use her name to suppress people? Eldest sister, don't forget, if you talk about fame, I am the head of the Fu family." ”

Yuchen sneered: "What a Fu family master, where else is there a Fu family in the world today!"

Fu Chen was silent for a moment, then got up and walked to the window, and said flatly: "Yes, back then, the cultivation world was a catastrophe, and the Fu family, which was a big tree, was the first to perish, and now a generation has passed. I still remember that when my father sent me away, the eldest sister had already entered the Taoist sect, and the second sister she ......"

Fu Chen chuckled, not knowing whether to laugh at himself or ridicule, "It's okay not to mention it." ”

Yuchen closed his eyes, and some old things came to mind.

Back then, she worshiped the Taoist Sect as the eldest lady of the Fu family, and her identity was Xuanhe, what a beautiful scenery. After the Fu family overturned, how embarrassing her identity as the eldest lady of the Fu family was, the people were warm and cold, the world was cold, if it weren't for the dust, she really didn't know how to spend that time. Since then, Yuchen simply abandoned his original name and officially became a monk disciple of the Taoist Sect, taking the Taoist name Yuchen.

Yuchen opened his eyes and sighed, "Looking back now, my father should have noticed something, so he sent me to the Dao Sect. ”

Fu Chen's face was expressionless, and he continued: "I didn't know what agreement Shizun reached with my father at the time, but over the years, I have also guessed seven or eight points. Now Zichen has inherited the mantle of the master, and I have taken over the burden of my father, Zichen wants to repay the debt, but I don't agree. ”

Yuchen asked, "What is the content of the agreement between the master and his father?"

A heartfelt smile appeared on Fu Chen's face, "The Fu family will give half of the belongings to the Dao Sect, and the Dao Sect will protect the Fu family through the catastrophe, in order to make a comeback in the future." ”

Yuchen frowned and asked, "Why didn't I know about this?"

Fu Chen turned around, looked at Yuchen and said, "Eldest sister, since you have become a monk, you are not a member of my Fu family." ”

Yuchen threw down the teacup in his hand suddenly, and although he didn't speak, he was already furious.

Fu Chen laughed softly: "At the beginning, the master took me up the mountain and asked me if I would like to be a Taoist priest, and from then on I broke off my worldly identity, and there will be no Fu family sons in the future." I replied at the time that I only wanted to be half a Taoist priest, but the master just smiled and gave me the name Fu Chen. ”

Yuchen asked coldly, "Even if I am not from the Fu family, what about your second sister?"

Fu Chen said calmly: "Second sister, isn't she married to Lin Yuan, and the water spilled by the married daughter naturally doesn't count." ”

Yuchen's beautiful willow eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he said coldly: "No matter what, the silver screen will call you uncle!"

Fu Chen said with a smile: "Xiao Yu is still Xiao Lie's son, but what is it now? Father and son are still like this, let alone an uncle?"

"Do you have to put Xiao Yu to death?"

"Naturally. ”

"Fu Chen, don't forget how the second sister treated you before!"

"That's a private affair, it's a business matter, it's different. ”

Yuchen's face changed.

Fu Chen said calmly: "Eldest sister, I advise you, don't act impulsively, the 10,000 acres of bamboo forest outside is a big array, even if Zichen is there in person, I can also take advantage of this to maneuver." ”

Yuchen stood up, "In this case, the friendship between you and my sister and brother will be broken from today, even if you end up with a misfortune in the future, I will not collect the body for you." ”

Fu Chen was indifferent, sat back on the bamboo couch, picked up the teacup, and said, "Send off." ”

Yuchen flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

When Yuchen walked out of the bamboo building, Fu Chen whispered to himself: "Finally, I am alone, the emperor is like this, the master is like this, and I am the same." ”

Fu Chen smiled at a graceful woman beside him: "It's not good to be alone." ”

The woman named Fu Nan smiled, her eyes curved into a pair of crescents, "Qu Gao is naturally and widowed, the master is not a family with a surname, and naturally it is not something that ordinary people can understand." ”

Fu Chen laughed and said: "What is vulgar? What is elegant? What is right? What is wrong? What is good? What is evil? Qingchen once said, those who are good to me are good, and those who are evil to me are evil.

The woman's smile is like a flower, charming and natural, "what the master thinks is vulgar is vulgar, and what the master thinks is elegant is elegant." ”

Fu Chen smiled, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, you guys go first." ”

After a slight salute, the four of them slowly went downstairs.

Fu Chen sat alone in the bamboo building, and then took out a long scroll that was a little yellowed from his sleeve.

He lowered his head and slowly unfolded the scroll, looking at the names on it, stunned.

Fu Chen is in charge of the Tianji List, and he has seen the names of people for most of his life, whether they are free immortals or young talents, they can usually be like water. It's just that today, there is a ripple in his state of mind that shouldn't have appeared.

Although this long scroll has been passed down for hundreds of years, the gold threads on the margins are still clearly visible, but no matter how valuable this long scroll is, it is no more valuable than the nearly 1,000 names on it.

This is the Fu family tree.

Fu Chen looked at this long scroll that symbolized the rise and fall of the Fu family, and said softly: "If the Dao Sect wants to reproduce the glory of a thousand years ago, my Fu family will naturally have to establish a legacy for hundreds of years, and I, Fu Chen, will never be the last person on the genealogy." ”

Fu Chen turned his head and looked at the 10,000 acres of bamboo forest outside the window.

Although it is the middle of winter, the bamboo forest is indeed cold but not cold, and the wind comes from all directions, blowing Fu Chen's sideburns and hair messy.

There was a slight sound from the long scroll in Fu Chen's hand.

Fu Chen closed his eyes and sighed lightly and walked away with the breeze.