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Chapter 135: The Stubborn Donkey Qing Emperor
"My body becomes a root and my heart a flower, a lotus in the eternal blue sky. The chaotic void becomes a cauldron, and its nine petals open to support the sky."

The Green Emperor sighed suddenly, and only a trace of his soul remained. He woke up from his deep sleep, gained a bit of divine power, and gradually filled his own divine power, and walked out of the desolate tower.

This is an old man with a gaunt face, gray hair, a tall figure, deep eyes, and a wise glow that seems to see through everything in the world.

He looked around, passed over the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, looked at Ye Fan, then saw Pang Bo, Duan De, and finally his descendants.

"An ancient holy body that is like an elixir of immortality, a human race that carries the blood of a demon god, and the reincarnation of an emperor's corpse that has gone through five reincarnations."

The Green Emperor's gaze did not linger and shifted to Sun Wukong.

An ordinary person!

Or rather, an ordinary monkey.

There was not a trace of cultivation fluctuation on his body, not even a sea of suffering.

The Green Emperor looked at the other party. Was he too sleepy? This monkey was obviously not as simple as he seemed.

No one present, whether it was the Ancient Holy Body or the big dumpling, had the ability to revive him.

So there is only one possibility at the moment, that is this monkey with mysterious origins.

The Green Emperor couldn't see through him, but he still saluted him.

"Fellow Daoist, if it weren't for you, I might have been in real danger, perhaps even sleeping until death."

The Green Emperor looked at Sun Wukong and smiled.

Sun Wukong waved his hand: "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning."

The two of them talked to each other. One of them was the emperor and the other was a great sage from outside the domain. Their conversation became more and more in-depth, and unknowingly led the topic to the fairyland.

As a senior who had created the world many times, Sun Wukong pointed out the mistakes of Qingdi in opening up the fairyland and helped him solve his doubts.

As the principles Sun Wukong spoke became more profound, golden stars appeared before the eyes of the Green Emperor.

When Qingdi heard Sun Wukong start talking about spatial functions and quantum mechanics, his brain was no longer enough.

"So the fairyland is so complicated?"

The Green Emperor sighed. Sun Wukong's method of creating the world was too profound for him.

This is equivalent to giving a problem of the Immortal Emperor to a True Immortal to solve. The realm is not high enough and it is beyond the scope.

"Wan Qing, I have to criticize you."

Sun Wukong said to the Green Emperor, "Your intention to open up the fairyland was good, but something went wrong in the execution."

"You haven't left any backup plan. Just relying on the Heaven-Repairing Scripture in the Three Generations Copper Coffin, you want to evolve the Immortal Realm. Isn't that just a dream?"

The Green Emperor looked embarrassed. He had seen the scene of nine dragons pulling the coffin before, and obtained scriptures from the bronze coffin, and understood the method of repairing the fairyland.

So he suddenly had an idea and wanted to open up a fairyland in the fairy weapon and transform into a fairy in one breath.

"I left my heart behind. The imperial blood within it is enough to transform into my lotus body. When it matures, I can return."

Qingdi added.

Sun Wukong took a quick glance and saw that this big grudge was trapped in Huang Wolong's trap.

After being tricked by the Bu Tian Scripture, he was backstabbed by Huang Ta and fell into a deep sleep until the end.

"What are you going to do next?"

Sun Wukong looked at Qingdi and was a little curious about this unfortunate person who woke up early.

The Green Emperor touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "I plan to continue evolving the Immortal Realm."

"Huh?" Sun Wukong looked at him in surprise.

The Green Emperor explained, "My path has not yet come to an end. I still want to give it a try."

Sun Wukong remembered that Qingdi was not only the most resentful person in the world, but also the most stubborn one.

At the end of Ye Fan's first life, the Green Emperor appeared and met Ye Fan, but after exchanging greetings with Ye Fan, he continued to devote himself to his great cause of opening up the fairyland. It was not until the finale that he came out to deny his own path, believing that he had taken the wrong path, and joined forces with Ye Fan to open the boundary wall of the strange world.

If the Green Emperor had not built the Holy Ruins, he would have died in the Shrouding Heaven Universe, and the green lotus leaves would have withered and fallen.

"A sad picture of a lifetime, how many heroes are buried in a foreign land, how many brilliant moments will never appear again..."

"Go ahead and carve out your own fairyland."

Sun Wukong sighed. If the Green Emperor wanted to continue developing his fairyland, then let him do it.

The Green Emperor bowed and smiled: "Thank you, fellow Daoist. Wan Qing is leaving!"

Sun Wukong turned around and sighed, "Alright, Xiao Ye, this Qing Emperor is useless. He's going to fight to the death in the deserted tower."

"That's all he lived through. After all, he didn't do anything when he was alive, and the Dark Supreme didn't do much to suppress him. He must be too weak, and afraid of the dark turmoil two hundred years from now, so he wanted to hide in the desolate tower to survive."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned and he nodded immediately: "Who said that the Green Emperor is weak? This Green Emperor is too powerful!"

Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Little Leaf, it's a pity that you don't read history and don't understand the fishing temptation of the Void Emperor to kill several supreme beings."

"I don't understand how Emperor Hengyu refined weapons into the ancient Taichu Mine and killed a supreme being."

"I don't understand why the Great Emperor Wu Shi turned his back on all living beings, and all the supreme beings lay dormant during the darkness and turmoil."

"I don't understand that the ruthless emperor destroyed the forbidden area of ​​the sky with one sword, and he is also invincible in the world."

Ye Fan's face was shocked, and he exclaimed: "It turns out that the emperor is so powerful!"

He cast his gaze towards the Green Emperor: "If we allow the Great Emperor to remain in this world, the dark chaos of the future will be no problem."

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, "Indeed, you should know that every Great Emperor is invincible in the world. If a Great Emperor is born, the Dark Supreme may also be born, but the Dark Turmoil will never occur."

"It's a pity that emperors cannot meet each other. Even the most invincible people in every life would still be timid in front of a true emperor."

"Just like the Great Emperor Wu Shi was able to dominate an entire era, while a certain Great Emperor could only lie dormant in the tower."

"I think this kind of person has talent but no moral integrity, and is simply benefiting from the times. If he were born in the beginningless era, it would be difficult for him to achieve enlightenment!"

Ye Fan exclaimed: "It turns out that there is such a big gap between the emperors!"

Sun Wukong and Ye Fan sang the same tune, colluded with each other, and bullied Qingdi with words.

Even though the Green Emperor was very good at cultivating his Qi, he could not bear it. After all, the Emperor could not be humiliated!

I didn't expect that only ten thousand years had passed since my time, and these two people were so disrespectful to me.

Sun Wukong took out a history book and handed it to Duan De: "You have lived a long time, so you will be the historian in the future!"

"Write: The Green Emperor was short-lived and died in the second generation."

Duan De was stunned. He held the brush and looked at the Green Emperor again, saying, "Your Majesty, the Green Emperor is not dead. Isn't it fictional history if you write this?!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said with a smile, "I am doing this to honor our Qing Emperor. If you don't write like this, how will people in the future think of it?"

"Could it be that the dignified Green Emperor, faced with the dark turmoil, would actually live in shame, secretly hiding in a tower, avoiding the world?"

Duan De smiled cunningly and said, "You are right, we must give the Green Emperor some respect!"

"Then I will write that the Second Qing Emperor was short-lived and died suddenly!"

Duan Dehuo is like a treacherous historian who uses the writing style of the Spring and Autumn Period to fabricate history.

At this moment, the Green Emperor couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his face and said, "Stop writing, stop writing."

The fairyland can be opened up at any time, but if you really want to open up the fairyland, I am afraid that your reputation after death will be tarnished by these people.

He is not the Void Emperor who has suffered a Taoist injury and will die young.

A sentence that ends in vain, who knows how it will be interpreted by future generations.
"Don't write anymore, I'm willing to do anything!"

(End of this chapter)