The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Unlike Taiyi, the kind father who gently teaches his son.

The irritable ancestor of Emperor Xuan greeted his great-great-grandson in a "hot and passionate" way.

In the mirror where Xiao Chenyan was, the father and son started fighting as soon as they met.

Galan stood where he was, his hands lazily draped over his sword, looking at his son in the battle with a critical and sarcastic expression.

The fire of all living things surrounded Xiao Chenyan's body, and the flames turned into arrows, shooting in all directions.

And where he was, there were blood eyes on all sides.

Murderous blood-red eyes stared at him, and the murderous intent transformed from the power of the eyes locked onto him firmly.

Galan: "Too weak."

A huge Dharma image appeared and shattered the blood-red eyes one by one.

Xiao Chenyan stood with a gun in his hand, tore off his blood-stained robe, and stared coldly at the place where Galan was.

Galan: "The Dharma image condensed from your whole body is only enough for me to move my fingers."

He moved his fingers, and the giant sword broke through the air and slashed towards the Dharma image.

Fashang clasped his fists to block, Galan curled his lips and pressed his index finger downwards.

With a loud bang, the Dharma image was shattered, and the giant sword chopped towards Xiao Chenyan's head, splitting him into two.

Divine blood splattered everywhere.

Galan looked at Xiao Chenyan who was split in half, his eyes moved, and an angry roar came from his heart, as if something was beating on the inner wall.

He suddenly raised his hand, pierced his chest, pulled out the heart, and threw it aside like a worn-out shoe.

The heart gradually expanded, took shape, and became another him.

Became Xiao Ji.

Not far away, Xiao Chenyan, who was split in half, suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up, and the two halves gradually healed into two of him, like a doppelganger.

He is cold and stern.

The other him is cold and indifferent.

One is Xiao Chenyan, the other is Cang Ming.

Galan raised his hand and threw Xiao Ji, who had transformed from his kind soul, towards Xiao Chenyan and Cangming.

The two of them teleported over and caught Xiao Ji on the left and right.

But Xiao Ji looked dull and lifeless, like an empty shell, but both Xiao Chenyan and Cang Ming could feel the familiar warmth from Xiao Ji.

"Father..."

"Father."

Xiao Ji was speechless and unable to respond. He seemed to have no thoughts, but tears flowed from his eyes.

Galan's cold and ruthless voice sounded:

"Don't you want him as a father?"

"I will cut him out and hand him over to you now, but..."

Jia Lan looked at Xiao Chenyan and Cang Ming with cold eyes and disdain: "Whether you can save him or not depends on your ability, boy."

Even more terrifying than before, double the number of murderous blood eyes appeared again. Xiao Chenyan and Cang Ming protected Xiao Ji behind them.

The terror of murderous intent descended upon him, and Galan's voice was extremely ruthless:

"This is your only chance."

"I also want to see what you can do for the father you always think about."

……

Qing Wu and three other people came in, and each of them had a special stove cooked by their father (ancestor).

The moment Qing Wu entered the time mirror and saw Fan You, she forgot about everyone else.

Fan You sat opposite her and looked at her with a smile.

Huge waves surged in Qing Wu's mind and chest, and all her thoughts and words converged into two words: Father!

Her chest felt stuffy and painful, and the cries of "Father, Father, Father, Father, Father..." kept echoing as if they were about to break through her throat, making her want to call him over and over again.

But in the end, there was only a choked, tentative, and unbelieving voice: "...Is it you, old thing?"

Fan You sighed helplessly: "You don't want to call me father anymore?"

Qing Wu felt a dull pain in her heart and became dazed. She ran a few steps quickly, and finally ran into Fan You's arms like a mad calf.

When she ran over, Fan You stood up, as if he had expected her to "rush around". He caught her steadily and patted her back soothingly.

"Father is here, don't be afraid."

"Who is afraid? I am Arahat, how could I be afraid!" Qing Wu buried her face in his arms and retorted in a muffled voice. Her voice was hoarse, and she held his hands tightly.

Fan You didn't expose her, but just patted her back again and again.

After a long, long time, Qing Wu was finally sure that what she saw was not an illusion or a dream. She relaxed a little and stepped out of Fan You's arms.

Fan You lowered his eyes and saw that she was tightly pulling at the corner of his sleeve. He did not point it out and simply ignored her little action.

There was no trace of brokenness on Qing Wu's face. She was the domineering A Luosha Tian of the past. "Old man, how are you now? Are you resurrected? Can you breathe?"

Fan You shook his head and explained the situation here to her.

"The Green Emperor has used his power to temporarily awaken me. Here, my consciousness will not fall into confusion. With the support of the majestic life of the Tongtian Tree, I can maintain this form."

Qing Wu's heart darkened for a moment, then she perked up and thought, "Ten thousand years passed in the time mirror, but only a moment passed in the outside world. Is the Qing Emperor buying time for us to become stronger?"

"So, Father Taiyi is teaching my eldest brother, and Galan is serving as a whetstone for the inkstone?"

Fan You thought about the conversation between Galan and Qingdi after he came in, and thought, this whetstone is probably sharper than the knife, and Xiao Chenyan is going to suffer a lot.

"Who taught Mi Yan to be like that? It can't be that Shao Yang, right? His mediocre skills are not even enough to make a fool of himself."

"The Green Emperor asked Zhu Jiuyin to use the power of time to summon the soul of the Black Emperor."

Qing Wu was stunned: "Emperor Xuan is dead, where did his soul come from? No, how can the power of time be used like this?"

"Wait, Father, you mean that the Xuan Emperor who is summoned now is the soul of the Xuan Emperor who is still alive in his prime in the past, right?"

Fan You nodded: "It is not wrong to say that it is at its peak, but the power is still limited. After all, it is Shaoyang's body that is used."

It was also because of the Shaoyang body that entered the 'present tense' that the past soul of Emperor Xuan collided with the remaining consciousness of the present, and only then did he know what his unworthy descendant Shaoheng had done, and became so furious.

Qing Wu frowned.

Zhu Jiuyin and Zhu You were just peeking into the future, but were made fools by "time".

And now, with the time mirror and the soul summoning, the price paid is impossible for the father and son to bear...

"The Qing Emperor Ancestor..."

Fan You sighed and nodded in response to Qing Wu's guess.

"He will perish completely and cease to exist..."