When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

Zhu Ye and Fu Song came back without saying how long they were outside. Seeing the beautiful scenery on the way, Zhu Ye took Fu Song around and walked around with Fu Song. After a while of delay, after going back, Ye He basically sent the invitation I almost wrote it.

"There's no one on the left or right to invite." Ye He was free and easy.

From ancient times to the present, there were not many people who survived with him.

Either the long river who couldn't stand the time chose Eternal Silence, or because the lifespan reached the limit to become a dragon, there were very few dragons like Zhu Ye and Dongling who had no lifespan.

"Just invite those juniors you know, this Fuqiong Island has been quiet for so long, it should be time for it to be lively." Finally, Ye He made a final decision, waved a few letter birds, picked up the envelopes scattered around in his mouth, and Fly away.

Dong Ling was dozing off on the table at the moment, and the sound of Fu Song and Zhu Ye coming in didn't wake him up at all. Fu Song looked at it, then smiled and said softly: "Fuqiong Island has held a banquet for three days, I'm afraid I didn't see it well. Soon there will be many people who can't help being bored."

"Most banquets are like this." Yehe was also helpless.

No matter how talented Gong'e on Fuqiong Islet is, or how beautiful the music played by the band is, if you listen to it too much, you will get tired.

"When the people are almost gone, let them wander around Fuqiong Island at will." Yehe thought for a while, and then let go, "Since we are alive, let's take advantage of this time to face everyone. Let them take a good look at it, and if they want to come over in the future, they will have to hand over the greeting card."

The welcome table is set in front of the main hall, and the huge palace is surrounded by tables, which add a lot of mystery and splendor to this lively banquet under the reflection of firefly lights.

The twelve beautifully carved pillars supporting the main hall were newly replaced with floating purple flowing gauze, which swayed gently with the breeze, and occasionally a little trace would fly up. Many children brought by the gods loved to chase there. Fighting, laughing and laughing for a while.

Zhu Ye deliberately wore a gold-plated silver robe today, and the cloud pattern on the costume was made by the best Weaver Girl pattern, which seemed to be alive under the light, which was very eye-catching.

He was still following Fu Song, and he didn't know if it was on purpose or what, but Fu Song was dressed in black clothes, against his crown jade-like face, it only made him look more elegant and immortal.

Fu Song took a wrong step behind Zhu Ye and took the seat. Above the main seat was the Lord Yehe, and on the lower part of his right hand was Dongling, who was dressed in a dark purple robe with a dark golden dragon pattern embroidered on it.

He put on a formal suit for the first time today, and his hair was tied up by a gold-plated purple jade crown. He was much more energetic than when he met him in the Underworld.

Fu Song's eyes squinted, and his gaze shifted to the two people who had just entered the hall.

It happened to be Li Chi and Bai Shang.

Ever since Li Chi worshiped heaven and earth in Qingqiu, Emperor Bai Jin, Zhu Ye and Elder Wu Ya jointly conferred the title of Young Lord. At this moment, all the seals on his body have been removed, and his hair has changed from red to silver. The characteristics of the Weitianhu family are self-evident.

By his side on the white...

Fu Song pursed his lips and snickered, not only did he not develop like a little fairy boy, but he was cultivated into a mortal... The idiot son of the landlord's family, he was on par with Ah Xun.

Zou Wu didn't come this time, Fu Song only brought Xian Xun, who was bored at home and counted ants, to join in the fun.

This time is also a coincidence, Xianxun and Baishang have met several times before, but they are not familiar with each other.

In fact, there are not many children as old as them in the sky, and most of them are also learning all kinds of complicated etiquette in their own homes. It is not until after entering school that many children of the same age will gradually make friends with each other.

Fu Song's previous idea of ​​sending Ah Xun to school was of course in vain, but now after seeing Bai Shang...

"A Xun, if you can't stay in the middle of the banquet, you can take the little brother in front to play." Fu Song pointed to Li Chi who was seated not far from them.

Xianxun's eyes widened, he went over to take a look, and happened to see Baishang who was eating hard with his head down, the two children's eyes immediately met, and then they smiled tacitly.

"Xianjun, that little brother looks so delicate." Xian Xun blinked, put his ear close to Fu Song and whispered.

Fu Song burst out laughing, stretched out his hand to pinch Chia Xianxun's soft face, and said, "Ah Xun is not bad either."

Xian Xun cheerfully asked him to pinch, and the banquet started after a while.

Although he spent a lot of time in the sky, Xianxun, who spent most of his time in the Western Heaven of Four Noble Truths, obviously had never seen such a grand scene.

It wasn't just him, Bai Shang on the opposite side also seemed to be a little bit intent on taking his eyes off him, eating and watching without delay, and occasionally he could distract himself and open his mouth to take a sip of the fine wine that was delivered to his mouth.

"Wow Immortal Lord!" Xianxun pointed at Tianji who was dancing in the middle of the field in amazement, and said softly, "This sister's body is so soft."

The beautiful Tianji looked annoyed when she heard this, but when she looked away, she found that it was a child.

When the words came out of his mouth, the meaning changed again, and it would never be an insulting word.

Fu Song bowed his head at Tianji who was still dancing diligently, a little embarrassed, Tianji took two steps back shyly, and the dance steps in the arena suddenly changed.

Xian Xun knew he had said something wrong, so he obediently moved closer to Fu Song, and said, "But that sister is really pretty."

Fu Song nodded, of course he knew.

"Most of the Tianji dancers in the sky are Ba snakes from the land of Bashu. There is a lot of fairy spirit there, and it is also the home of the ancient god Zhuyin. They are not comparable to the snakes in the mortal world. They are born with wisdom and can transform into snakes. It's only two or three years old." Fu Song said, and casually handed a peach to Zhu Ye who was pretending to be stupid with his mouth puffed out, which kind of stuffed his mouth.

"Oh oh oh." Xian Xun sighed, grabbed a tender steamed bun and played with it, and said, "Bashu is such a good place. When I was over 90 years old, the snake's tail still didn't go back. Woolen cloth."

Fu Song naturally thought of the scene when he saw Xian Xun for the first time on Mount Zhaoyao thousands of years ago.

In front of the crowd of children, big and small, Ah Xun was the only one, dragging his cumbersome snake tail forward at a slow speed. Although the speed was not much different, in the dark, the small gang formed spontaneously by those children was Xian Xun was squeezed out.

At that time, Xianxu was still the owner of Zhaoyao Mountain, and Xianxun was in such an embarrassing situation, if Xianxu was not around, it was hard to guarantee that Xianxun's temperament would not be bullied to death.

Thinking of this, Fu Song looked down at Xian Xun's eyes.

It is as clean as a newborn child, without any serious intentions.

Even the carefulness and observation of words and demeanor that he saw Xian Xun thousands of years ago have been slowly worn away in this short period of time.

The current Xianxun will mess around when he is unhappy, and he will not be obedient without saying a word, silently doing what he is told, and when he is done, he will just fidget in one place, for fear that if he does something wrong, he will be punished. people to blame.

Such a child is really pathetic.

Fu Song stroked Xianxun's hairy head, "Ah Xun, be good."

Xianxun was a little puzzled, but seeing Fu Song's gentle expression, he didn't say anything else.After nodding obediently, he began to bury his head in eating again.

While eating, I didn't forget to stuff some exquisite pastries into the Qiankun bag, and planned to bring them to Zouwu when I went back.

Since Zouwu took charge of the Pojun galaxy and was promoted to the rank of general, he was so busy that he couldn't even see his shadow.

Xian Xun sighed, then continued to bury his head and start eating.

Fu Song smiled, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure leaving the hall.

There are a lot of palace maids coming and going here, the banquet is lively, it is not noticeable if anyone goes out, but Fu Song frowned, whispered a few words to Zhu Ye beside him, then got up and quietly retreated out.

Unlike the jubilation in the hall, it was already dark outside. Although the lights were still brightly lit, and the roads were covered with fluorescent lights of various colors, it was as bright as day, but apart from the maidservants coming and going and the occasional fragrance, it was very It's quiet now.

Fu Song followed the figure in front until he reached the center of Fuqiong Islet.

There is the only tall statue of swimming fan in Fuqiong Islet, carved with extremely rare ice jade.

Elder Wu Ya walked very slowly.

It would take at least a quarter of an hour to walk from the main hall to the statue in the center of Fuqiong Islet, but no matter how slow he walked, he still had to walk there without stopping.

He was still holding the simple scepter in his hand, like an ancient wood that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost. Elder Wu Ya looked straight ahead, and did not look up at the statue that was not particularly tall.

He bent down and sat on the flower bed carved from white jade, and his figure was even thinner reflected in his black robes. Only now did Fu Song fully feel how sad Elder Wu Ya was.

Even if he had told Elder Wu Ya the whole story of this matter, even if the Sky Swallowing Whales were already living well in this world, they still couldn't offset Elder Wu Ya's attitude of being ashamed of his old friend.

Perhaps what Elder Wu Ya needs most at this moment is someone to confide in.

But that person should not be him.

Fu Song pursed his lips and thought about it, but still walked out.

The light pulled his shadow to become very long, but not too dark, Fu Song walked up to Elder Wu Ya and knelt down beside him.

"Father." Fu Song called softly, reached out and took the scepter in Elder Wu Ya's hand, then held his hand and sat on the ground.

There was a silence between them for a while, and then Elder Wu Ya suddenly spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, and his head was still lowered, "Ah Song, you don't know, I heard you say that when the Sky Swallowing Whale clan didn't exterminate, I had How lucky."

Fu Song listened quietly.

"You still remember, I was imprisoned in the black prison by Li Ye thousands of years ago. I once said that there are tens of millions of people in my Wu clan, and it is absolutely impossible to die because of him." Elder Wu Ya seemed to be lost in memory , the voice drifted away, with some disbelief, "At that time, what I thought in my heart was that it was impossible for my Wu clan to die because of him, but Li Ye might really be that opportunity."

"Because of that coincidence, the few members of the Sky Swallowing Whale ended up with no souls..." Anyone who was killed by the Pluto sword, no matter what it was, their souls could not survive in the three realms.

The souls of the Sky-Swallowing Whale family have been dispersed, and the remnants of the souls wandering in this world have just been collected even after Yehe entered the world for ten thousand years.

"At that time, I was thinking that maybe that catastrophe was due to karma." Elder Wu Ya sighed, and the exhaustion on his face became heavier.

"Of course I was overjoyed when I received your carrier pigeon that day." He opened his eyes, "But after that, I thought about it a lot."

"Even if Lord Yehe collects all the dead souls of the Sky-Swallowing Whales and allows them to live in this world with a new attitude, Ah Song, the Sky-Swallowing Whales still don't exist anymore."

Fu Song pursed his lips, he probably knew what Elder Wu Ya was struggling with at the moment.

But for this matter, unless the patriarch of the swimming fan from ten thousand years ago reappeared, otherwise...

In this world...

Fu Song paused for a moment, raised his head and looked at the clear white jade statue again, the smile on the face of the lifelike old man seemed like a real person in front of him.

Fu Song put his hand on it, and the bursts of powerful consonance from it made his heart tremble.

That consonance has no evil intentions.

Fu Song looked at Elder Wu Ya, who was leaning on the flower bed and lowered his eyes slightly, and finally stood up as if he had made up his mind.

He kept chanting obscure and difficult formulas in his mouth, and kept spinning his hands in seals. Finally, rays of light that ordinary people couldn't see from around Fuqiong Islet gathered in his hands.

At the same time, Elder Wu Ya was also awakened by Fu Song's actions, and jumped up all of a sudden.

"Ah Song! What are you doing!" Elder Wu Ya froze for a moment, then loudly reprimanded Fu Song, but before he could interrupt him, he was carried away by Zhu Ye who came out of nowhere to the side.

"Father, father, don't worry." Fu Song couldn't be distracted at the moment, Zhu Ye could only reassure him by himself.

"Do you know! How dangerous it is to forcibly awaken the silent spirit of the ancient gods." Elder Wu Ya looked excited, "If the only remaining spirit of the swimming fan is not his true self, the dirt of thousands of years will be contaminated, and the sky-swallowing whales will be destroyed." All the grievances are awakened, and at least half of this world will be destroyed—”

"It's nothing, I'm here." Zhu Ye said with a smile, but his hands didn't loosen at all.

"Even if Patriarch Yushan's evil thoughts are awakened again, you have a wish fulfilled." Zhu Ye's voice was extraordinarily loud in the night sky, "I believe in Father's character, and I also believe that Elder Yushan is the head of the clan. , even if it has been silent for thousands of years, it is impossible to distinguish between right and wrong..."

"Who said the old man will die forever?" Zhu Ye's eardrums hurt from the words like thunder on the ground. He took the elder Wu Ya and helped him back a few steps, looking at the slowly reflected image from the statue. An old man floating in mid-air, white like mist.

"Patriarch of the swimming fan." Fu Song cupped his hands weakly, and then said in a soft voice: "To interrupt rashly, Fu Song is taking the liberty, it's just that my father had an appointment with the patriarch, and after ten thousand years, I hope the patriarch granted my father a wish."

"Oh, Wu Ya, it's you brat again!" This time the voice was not so atmospheric, and the figure in the mist finally opened his eyes.

Elder Wu Ya staggered and took two steps back, then looked up at the group of figures who were already close to him: "Swimming Fan..."

"Oh, it's me." Zhu Shan waved his hand, "I just fell asleep in a daze, I wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up, thanks to this little doll for waking me up."

The swim fan patriarch picked out his ears and rolled his eyes, "I heard everything you said just now."

Elder Wu Ya moved his mouth twice, but didn't say anything.

"It's been so long, and you still haven't come out of that bend." The patriarch of the swimming fan sighed, and then said: "I asked you to hold the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky for my Tuntian clan, for what reason? ?”

Elder Wu Ya froze for a moment, "To keep the Sky Swallowing Whales alive."

"That's it." Elder Swimming Shan smiled, and pointed to the surroundings of Fuqiongyu, "You have already done everything you agreed to, so why should you feel uneasy?"

Wu Ya shook her head, "But if I hadn't done the god sacrifice, all the whales of the Tuntian clan who had awakened the blood of the gods would all sacrifice to the sky, and the scene in Dongling went crazy, you wouldn't..."

"I really want to thank him for that nonsense!" Elder Yushan laughed, and then said: "Fuqiong Island was built on the body of my grandson. As my grandson, he gave me everything before he died." The contribution made by the clan is to ask Lord Yehe to collect the remnants of our clan and help our clan to be reborn."

"The purpose of my entrusting you that day was to keep the Sky Swallowing Whales alive." Elder Yushan sighed. Self-preservation ability, once all the things that the world can eat are eaten, or their lifespan reaches the end, they will still be extinct."

"But look now." Yu Fan's misty hand was placed on Elder Wu Ya's hand, and after materializing for a moment, he led his fingers to point around, "Although our clan is not as big as the Sky Swallowing Whale now, Huge body, but the blood remains unchanged."

"Time has shifted in this world. In order to adapt to this world, my family has shrunk ten thousand times with the help of Lord Yehe, but among the creatures in this world, they are also huge."

"All the clansmen of the Sky Devouring Whales have been promoted to godhood. They can no longer eat as soon as they are born, and the grains in the world can be guaranteed. Our clan will no longer face extinction because of the ridiculous reason of food intake..." Patriarch Yufan looked at Elder Wu Ya Slowly waking up, he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "Old friend, thank you—!"

The fog gradually dissipated.

Fu Song's complexion was a little pale, his power to allow a surviving spirit of the ancient gods to exist for such a long time was already the limit.

But at any rate, Father has already figured it out thoroughly.

Fu Song watched Elder Wu Ya's serious filth recede, and there was no more bad breath, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Father, on the day when Zhu Ye and I get married, the entire Wu Clan will pray for the Tuntian Clan." Fu Song said softly, ignoring the hands that were squeezed for a moment, "The sacrifice that day is still waiting for you Father takes care of himself."

Elder Wu Ya finally looked away from the white jade statue.

Having recovered Qingming, and the happy Elder Wu Ya suddenly frowned, looked at Zhu Ye who was hugging Fu Song tightly, the words turned around his mouth, and finally there was only:

"Humph!"

Then he walked away.