Immortal Emperor returns to be a grandpa

Chapter 847

"That goldfish is very ordinary, how could it be of the blood of the demon king?"

The ancestor of blood refining was speechless. The reason why that goldfish can be called the King of Inspiration is that its aura is like that of the Queen of the Demon King.All because of a drop of his blood.

The people present looked at each other in blank dismay. Is that goldfish just an ordinary goldfish?

Then why all of a sudden, such a big change?

Suddenly, Miao Shan and others thought of a drop of blood from the ancestor of the blood refining that day, which made them dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded.

A drop of blood, turning mortals into saints?
Isn't this only possible with the blood of the Immortal Emperor?

Deeply thinking about something, the people present looked at each other in blank dismay, for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Immortal Emperor?

This ancestor of blood refining is actually an immortal emperor?

They don't believe it.

Maybe there is something special about his blood.

They can only perfunctory themselves and give themselves an explanation.

At this moment, the ancestor of blood refinement scratched his left finger with his right finger, and immediately, a drop of blood splashed out.

At this time, Yang Tianzi and the others looked very seriously. Last time, they were not so focused. This time, they concentrated their attention and saw clearly.
This drop of blood is golden.

But, like purple,
Miao Shan said with emotion: "It is rumored that every drop of blood of the Immortal Emperor contains the aura of purple energy coming from the east. This drop of blood is similar to the description of the Immortal Emperor's blood."

almost!
But these three words are really too difficult to say.

Yang Tianzi and others were shocked on the spot.

Immortal Emperor?

The ancestor of blood refinement is an immortal emperor?
It seems to be, but it seems not to be,

Yang Tianzi waited helplessly.

The pig that received a drop of Wu Tian's blood seemed to lose all confusion in its cloudy eyes, and gratefully called out to Wu Tian: "Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome." Wu Tian shook his head, being thanked by a pig, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this was not a good thing.

"From now on, you will be called Zhu Bajie!" After the words finished, Wu Tian pointed to Xiu'er on the bed, and said, "Zhu Bajie, go and wake it up for me, remember to call it Tie Sao"!
Iron sweep?

Who is this calling?
Yang Tianzi coughed and reminded: "Senior, my daughter's name is Xiu'er, not Tie Sao."

Wu Tian didn't bother to pay attention to him,
Just let Zhu Bajie call Tie Sao.

That talking pig, go up immediately,
"Iron sweep. Iron sweep. Iron sweep."

It called very diligently, but it was delayed in response.

"."

Yang Tianzi looked at the blood refining ancestor again.

Wu Tian wearing bronze: "."

He didn't expect this to work?

Where does this put his face?
What's wrong?
What is wrong?
Wu Tian was confused,

Finally, with a flash of inspiration, he said, "Is there something that can shock and infect people's hearts? Can people feel empathy? Arouse emotions?"

As soon as his words came out, Yang Tianzi and others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"I do know that there is something that can do this, but..." Miao Shan hesitated as he thought of something.

"But what?" Wu Tian looked over.

"However, this kind of thing is not real, but intangible." Miao Shan said,

"Invisible?" Wu Tian was puzzled for a while,
Yang Tianzi also looked confused,
What the hell is this saying?
Everyone's eyes are a little strange.

"Intangible things refer to sound, such as Buddhism, Buddhist Sanskrit sounds, which actually affect a person. Rumor has it that it can make iron trees bloom, and water drop through stone." Miao Shan said,

Yang Tianzi also thought of something, and said: "I know, musician, yes, it is a musician. 5000 years ago, there was a musician. He was not convinced that a musician was just for people's entertainment, so he worked hard. Since then, the definition of a musician has been different from before. , belongs to the formation master, alchemist and many other professions."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the ancestor of blood refining with a strange expression: "Musician, although this kind of profession is rising, it is very rare, so there are many musicians, but there are few musicians who can fight."

Li Xiangshi and others nodded, but seeing the ancestor of the blood refiner listening carefully, it seemed that he didn't know that the musicians already had battle musicians and ordinary musicians.

How can this be?

battle musicians,

Rising 5000 years ago,
The old man is very knowledgeable, it is impossible not to know.

"I work behind closed doors." Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, Wu Tian was a little embarrassed.

In the eyes of others, he is not young, a generation of old-timers.In fact, where, in ten thousand years, Wu Tian didn't know what happened.

"Working behind closed doors?" Yang Tianzi and the others looked at each other, their expressions getting even weirder.The rise of musicians, this matter, has been out several times in 5000 years, you should have heard about it.

But the ancestor of blood refining didn't know at all,
What does this mean?
The ancestor of blood refinement lived in the house for at least thousands of years and never went out at all.

dignified old man,
How could you live in such a state?
In the eyes of Yang Tianzi and others, is the knowledge of the ancestor of blood refining the best in the world?

no one knows.

But in terms of "home", he is the best in the world.

"Which of you has this kind of vocal skills?" The ancestor of blood refinement returned to the topic.

"Battle musicians are rare. There are even fewer people who know the skills of battle musicians. How could we?" Yang Tianzi and others shook their heads one by one.

"Is that so." Wu Tian pondered for a moment, and immediately said: "Then Yang Liuzong, hurry up and find him."

Fearing that Emperor Yang would not try his best, Wu Tian added: "If not, your daughter may not be able to wake up."

"This." Yang Tianzi was immediately worried and anxious: "But... but the land on the edge of the mainland, where is there? I... I can't find it."

"Can't find a musician with skills?"

Wu Tian's heart went "thump!"

Unexpectedly, there are so few combat musicians.

"Do you have any more powerful musical instruments?" Wu Tian pondered for a while, then looked at Yang Tianzi and others.

Some treasures have spirits in them, for example, the sword of the sharp sword, which can be wielded by oneself without anyone.

Wu Tian hoped that Yang Liuzong could find such an instrument,

"Music instrument?" Yang Tianzi shook his head: "Senior, it seems that you don't know much about musicians. Music, pay attention to the word bosom friend. If a musical instrument can't find the real owner, then it's just for the king's sake, and I've been thinking about it so far. One Before a musical instrument meets a bosom friend, it doesn’t make any sound at all.”

musical instrument,

with the musicians,
It's just a temper,
If you have a bosom friend, you can call it whatever you want.

No bosom friend?

Just nothing?

"This." The ancestor of blood refining thought for a while, and said: "If you have such an instrument, bring it here first."

"Okay, since senior insists." Yang Tianzi nodded, waved his hand, and asked his disciples to bring the instrument.

Immediately some disciples went out, and when they came back again, they saw ten disciples, with faces of labor, carrying a long box,
Every step they took, their breath was not smooth.

After a lot of difficulty, ten disciples came to Wu Tian with the occasion. Wu Tian went up and opened the pitch-black box, but saw that it was a guqin.

The body of the qin is snow white, and it contains a trace of dragon energy, as if transformed by a white dragon, while the strings of the qin are strangely black.

This is a fine piano.

But Yang Tianzi sighed: "What's the use of having a piano, without a musician."

"Yes." Miao Shan and others sighed.

Wu Tian waved his hand: "Why are you so pessimistic? I'm starting to be a musician now."

"Now?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)