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Chapter 29: The Ancient Dari Clan Who Wants Their Ancestor to Become a Dragon

 Under the ice, shallow sea water.

For thousands of years, the ancient Dari tribe, as people who eat the clouds, still have not left the confines of the Nine Heavens. They live around the Fusang Sacred Tree, working from nine to five, working during the day to produce Pure Yang Dao Fruit, and sleeping and consuming it at night.

Pure Yang Daoguo, a confused and comfortable life.

However, the number of cells has increased dramatically, and it is not completely destroyed. I can still give birth to children.

"The ancient ancestors are great, Huang Zu is great!"

Every day, they pray to their ancestors, beg for forgiveness, and tell them the reasons why they don’t look for light-sensitive objects.

"Old Ancestor! Ever since Emperor Huang suffered and was exiled from Chaos on behalf of the Emperor, the Emperor has been suffering every day. He wants to find a way to travel far away, get rid of the shackles of the Fusang Sacred Tree, and become a true Xia Xia eater.

However, the Emperor of the Sun has been in seclusion for 2,800 years..."

Huang Zu exiled himself and taught the timid Emperor a hard lesson, which shocked his soul.

So after that day, Emperor Dairi shut himself up and made harsh words. He vowed not to leave seclusion until he became a true diner, and nothing could disturb him.

Until an ancient warship made of pyrite crashed into Jiuchongtian, a group of hungry demons launched a bloody massacre against the Da Rigu tribe, and called them 'medicine essences'.

Bah! You are the devil, the big devil!

"The devil has descended on the ninth heaven and killed no less than ten thousand people! Report this to the Emperor of the Sun immediately!"

"What? Got it!"

The people of the Dayi clan jumped in shock and continued to pass on the battle report: "The big devil came to this world and killed millions of my clansmen!"

"What? Got it!"

"The demons from outside the territory are attacking, and they want to destroy our ancient tribe, and nearly ten million of our tribe will die with blood!"

The news spread from word to mouth, and when it reached the Fuso Sacred Tree, it was already so outrageous that the Dayi people stationed at the Fuso Sacred Tree were so shocked that they were sweating all over.

"What, Yama comes to the world to seize the Fusang Sacred Tree? Kill the Emperor of the Sun? He has killed tens of billions of my people? And he threatens to cut off Huang Zu's head and fight against the ancient ancestor? How audacious, how audacious!"

The coffin of Xingkong Wandering was almost banging.

Could this message be any more outrageous?

The people of the Dayi clan twisted their spiral rod-shaped bodies and said with great solemnity: "At this time of crisis, it seems that the Emperor of Dayi, Qingzu, has to be awakened. His old man has been autistic... and has been in seclusion for 2800 years.

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"The Emperor of the Sun is an old man, but he is the biological son of Huang Zu. He has magical power that reaches the heaven and the earth, and can destroy evil spirits from outside the territory with a snap of his finger!"

"The extraterritorial evil must pay the price!"

Although they are an ancient tribe, they have high expectations for Qingzu, the Emperor of the Sun. They urge them day by day and praise them every night, saying things like, "If the ancestors don't work hard, future generations will only be sad." They are really looking forward to their ancestors.

Jackie Chan, the reason why the Emperor of the Sun has been in seclusion for 2,800 years is because he is suspected of being forced to work hard by PUA.

Guzhou sometimes wonders how such a hard-working person like Huang Zu could have given birth to the ‘ruined ancient clan’!

Could it be that my gene for fishing at work has been selectively expressed?

Ancient memories resurface.

Those were the days when I was working at my father-in-law's research institute.

At eight o'clock, sit at the desk, turn on the computer, relax, at eight thirty, open the daily newspaper interface, feel sluggish, then go to the toilet, come back at nine o'clock, walk half a circle around the institute, exchange a few words with colleagues, come back at ten o'clock

, start writing the daily report, at 10:50, open yesterday’s daily report, copy and paste, modify the date, save and close, at 11:00, prepare to eat, at 11:30, get off work...

Guzhou was lucky enough to experience the chaotic days for three months.

Later, when I dated my girlfriend, I couldn’t let it go.

"The Darigu tribe is probably single..."

He only maintained it for three months, while the Da Ri Ancient Clan spent 2,800 years in ruins, and the Guzhou they maintained had no temper. If the Emperor of Da Ri had not been working hard, Guzhou would have forgotten them long ago.

"It's also a good thing for Chi Tianzi to force them to move!"

There is an ancient beggar clan and an ancient clan that is doing nothing, which makes Guzhou speechless. With such excellent genes, how come they all ended up in such misery!

The golden beam of light shines on the branches of the Fuso tree like a hanging bolt, and the golden sun tree shines brightly, becoming the only spot of light in the dark ocean.

The Green Cell people swam to the highest point of the main trunk of the Fusang Sacred Tree, looking at the Glazed Star Palace inserted straight above.

The Emperor of Heaven went into retreat there.

After they whispered to each other, the drama spirit possessed them, and their bodies began to tremble, tremble, and water oozed out crazily. They looked like a young girl with a yellow flower who was bullied by red hair, with pear blossoms dripping with rain, and burst into tears.

"The Emperor of the Sun..."

"Suck~blow~"

"The Great Rigu Clan has been bullied miserably. If you don't come out of seclusion, the Great Rigu Clan will perish!"

"Evil demons from outside the territory have come to kill you, and they definitely want to destroy your ancient clan, seize the Fusang Sacred Tree, kill the Emperor of the Sun, chop off the head of Huang Zu, and chop the body of the ancient ancestor!!!"

"The supreme emperor of the Da Ri Ancient Clan, Qingzu!"

"The great-grandson of the ancient ancestor, the grandson of Thunder God Spirit Mother, and the son of Huang Zu, you inherit the glory of the ancient ancestor and inherit the will of Huang Zu. Do you want to sit back and watch the evil spirits from outside the territory destroy everything?!!!"

A group of cells are crying, surrounding Qingzu's retreat place. This glazed star is spinning in circles, crying in a 3D three-dimensional manner.

Boom!!!

The glazed stars suddenly glowed with blue light, and a cell with two horns and four legs swam out with its butt twisted, and stood majestically on the highest point of the Fuso Sacred Tree, like a divine king overlooking the nine heavens.

"!!!"

Is it really coming out?!

The cells of the surrounding Darigu tribe immediately bit their 'lips', and they were so excited that they couldn't speak. They splashed cytoplasmic fluid one after another, and all of them fell to their knees with a pop, and a huge sound wave resounded in the space and time around the Fuso Sacred Tree.
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"Huang Zu and the Son of the Sun! The Great Lord of the Sky!"

"The Emperor of the Sun, Qingzu!"

"Your majesty spans the nine heavens. Now that evil spirits from outside the territory have arrived, Qingzu, it's time for you to work hard again!"

"Suppress the evil spirits and add a strong touch of color to your glorious name. Your reputation will be spread throughout the ages!"

"..."

Dairi Tianziqing, who had just come out of seclusion, was a little dazed. He stood there blankly, his cells were covered with dust, and his flagella were all over his body, like a slovenly wild cell.

The green blood cell person next to me carefully handed over the protein scissors.

He took it in a daze, and carelessly cut off all the hair on his body. A circle around his neck and a row on his back were left uncut. The snake-shaped rod cells became a little weird. The circle around his neck was like a lion's mane, and the row on his back was left.

It's as hard as a row of steel needles connected vertically to the end.

Immediately afterwards, the Qingsui people pushed the chariot made by Liuli Xingdou, carried Qingzu onto the chariot, raised their arms and roared.

"Let's go!"

"The time has come to fight back!"

"The Emperor of the Sun comes out of seclusion, clears out the evil spirits, and brings peace to the Nine Heavens!"

The rumble of wheels sounded.

The ancient chariot carrying the Emperor of the Sun crushed the sky and approached the direction of the Red Emperor.
Chapter completed!
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