As the blood-colored figure continued to solidify, skin began to appear.
The skin was wrinkled and looked extremely old.
Gradually.
Nose, eyes, ears, mouth, white hair also appeared one by one.
Finally.
A white-haired old man appeared in the sight of Wutian and the others.
Looking at the old man in front of them, whether it was Wutian, Little Demon God, or the little guy, they all cried tears of joy!
That old face, those spirited eyes, they were too familiar, too familiar, unforgettable.
"Grandpa …"
"Old man …"
The three of them murmured, tears gushing out like a spring.
Yes.
He was Father God.
He was the grandpa that Wutian and Little Demon God wanted to see even in their dreams!
With a thought, a white robe appeared on Father God's body, then he looked at the three children in front of him, his old face full of gratification.
"Grandpa."
"Old man."
Wutian and the others plunged into Father God's embrace.
The little guy angrily said: "Old man, you died three times in a row, Frog Lord was also sad three times, tell me, how are you going to compensate Frog Lord?"
Father God rubbed the little guy's head, his eyes full of doting, and said with a smile: "As long as Grandpa can take it out, Grandpa will give you anything you want."
The little guy said: "Frog Lord doesn't want anything, as long as you live well."
Father God nodded: "Good, good, good, I will live well from now on and cook for you every day, as long as you don't mind this old man being long-winded."
"We don't mind."
The three of them shook their heads.
Father God patted their backs and said with a smile: "Alright, alright, how old are you, still squeezing into Grandpa's embrace, what is this?"
Wutian and the others stood up and smiled at each other.
Little Demon God doubtfully asked: "Grandpa, have you always been inside the Burial Heaven Gate, or did the Burial Heaven Gate resurrect you?"
Father God said: "It was the Burial Heaven Gate that resurrected me."
"Is the Heaven Burying Gate that powerful?"
Little Demonic God expressed his doubts. Even though he saw it with his own eyes, it was still too inconceivable.
God Father smiled and explained: "In fact, this is the only real Heaven Burying Gate. The other Heaven Burying Gates are just accessories."
"Accessory?"
Wutian and the other two were puzzled.
God Father smiled: "Let me tell you this, the other Burial Heaven Gates are not on the same level as this Burial Heaven Gate"
"What level is that?"
Wutian asked in surprise.
"Damned brat, that Heaven Burial Gate was personally refined by your old man. As for the other gates, although they were also refined by your old man, they are only ordinary stone gates. Naturally, they are not on the same level."
The middle-aged man's voice came from Sky City.
Obviously.
The couple had been paying attention to them.
"I see."
Wutian suddenly understood.
"If he was the one who refined it, then all of this makes sense."
The little fellow smiled helplessly.
Little Demonic God and Father God looked at Sky City in surprise.
Wutian smiled: "Grandpa, big brother, I've already reunited with my parents. Let's go, I'll introduce you to them."
Father God waved his hand and smiled: "No need, we'll go by ourselves. Go do your own thing."
Swish!!
Father God waved his hand, swept up the Burial Heaven Gate and Little Demonic God, and descended in front of a courtyard.
"Greetings, Father God."
Tian Gang and the others bowed to greet him.
Wutian's parents also stood up and smiled at Father God.
"We're all family, no need to be so polite."
Father God smiled and said, then walked in front of Wutian's parents and bowed: "Greetings, two great lords."
The middle-aged man was displeased: "Didn't you just say that we're all family, no need to be so polite? How come you're the most polite? "
Father God said: "Although this is the first time I've met you, I've always been grateful to you. If it weren't for the Burial Heaven Gate you gave us, I'm afraid we would have died at the hands of the Creation God. Please accept my three bows!"
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "What bow? You're Tian 'er's grandfather, and you've been taking care of Tian' er all these years. It's reasonable to say that we should bow to you."
"We don't dare."
Father God hurriedly waved his hand.
The middle-aged man said straightforwardly: "Since you don't dare, then there's no need to bow. As for the Burial Heaven Gate, you can keep it!"
The beautiful lady smiled and said: "Tian 'er is extremely respectful towards you. If you really bow to us, he will definitely blame us. In this place, there is no difference in strength between us, we are all friends, we are all family."
Father God was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.
Once, when the East Continent was in danger, when he was in despair, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded and gave him the Burial Heaven Gate.
It was because of the Burial Heaven Gate that he had the capital to deal with the Creation God.
He just didn't expect that the owner of the mysterious voice turned out to be Tian 'er's biological parents.
This ending can be said to be a happy ending for everyone!
"Now, let's wait for Tian 'er to bring back my granddaughter-in-law."
Father God smiled.
"She's also our daughter-in-law."
The couple's faces were also full of smiles.
At this time.
Night had fallen.
The full moon was in the sky, and the stars were twinkling.
At the top of the Divine Tree.
Wutian looked up at the starry sky and smiled: "There are four things left. Little guy, do you know? I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. "
The little guy said: "Of course the Frog Lord knows, but why are there still four things?"
Wutian: "The first thing is to save the Source of All Evil. Help me complete it."
The little guy scratched his head and said: "That's right, the Frog Lord forgot about him."
Wutian waved his hand, and the Source of All Evil appeared, saying: "The master of the Blood Soul Valley has endless evil energy. Take him to absorb it."
"Okay."
The little guy grabbed the Source of All Evil and disappeared without a trace.
"The second thing is to resurrect the Iron Flower Deer."
Wutian muttered. His body shook, and the fate wheel slowly rose from his back, emitting a soft light, illuminating the night sky.
"All things in the world, the origin of creation …"
"Life with a thought, death with a thought …"
"Reverse Yin and Yang with a flick of the finger, chaos time and space with a flip of the hand …"
"Iron Flower Deer, return!"
Wutian muttered, and his long hair fluttered without wind. The aura of the Ruler rolled in all directions, and the fate wheel behind him was like a bright moon, shining brightly.
Whoosh!
Suddenly.
A divine light flashed from the fate wheel.
It was the Iron Flower Deer!
"Where is this?"
The Iron Flower Deer looked around in confusion. When it saw Wutian, there was a trace of surprise in its eyes, and it laughed: "Wutian, you're really a brother. As soon as you came to hell, you came to find me."
"Hell?"
Wutian's face twitched. So this guy had been waiting for him to die? He shook his head and smiled: "This is not hell, this is the Star Realm. I resurrected you."
"What? You resurrected me? "
The Iron Flower Deer opened its eyes wide, and after a closer look, it found that this was indeed a sacred place.
"How did you do it?"
It was shocked.
Wutian smiled: "Go to the Sky City. The King Of Worms and the Dragon Horse are waiting for you. They will tell you."
"Okay."
The Iron Flower Deer nodded, and in a flash, it disappeared from the Sky City.
"Now, the third thing."
Wutian murmured to himself.
The Dark Sky Ice Coffin appeared in front of him out of nowhere.
Cold air gushed out, and frost filled the air, but it could not hide the beautiful face and the graceful body of the jade person in the coffin.
Wutian waved his hand, and the ice coffin slowly opened. The jade person lying quietly in the coffin came into Wutian's sight more clearly.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Wutian smiled.
In the past, he had always hoped for this day to come sooner, day after day, night after night. Now, it had finally come.
"Wake up, my love."
Wutian murmured to himself.
The Fate Wheel behind him shone again. The sacred place in the dark was as bright as day.
Whoosh!
A ray of divine light shot out from the Fate Wheel, into the ice coffin, and into the top of Chu Yiyan's head.
Wutian's body and mind were tense. He clenched his fists and stared at the jade person in the coffin.
He knew that Chu Yiyan would definitely wake up, but he still felt inexplicably nervous.
There was a fear of loss and gain.
At this moment.
The Sky City quieted down. Everyone stood in the sky and watched this scene nervously.
"Eh?"
A faint murmur could be heard.
But in Wutian's ears, it was like thunder from the Ninth Heaven, which made his body and mind tremble. In an instant, there was joy in his eyes.
In his sight, Chu Yiyan's eyes, which had been closed for hundreds of thousands of years, finally moved. Her long eyelashes also trembled slightly.
Gradually.
She opened her eyes and looked at the stars and the moon in the sky. Her eyes were full of confusion.
Wutian moved step by step to the front of the ice coffin with difficulty. He looked into Chu Yiyan's eyes and said with a smile, "You're finally awake."
Hearing this.
Chu Yiyan looked at him. There was a trace of doubt in her clear eyes. She asked, "Who are you?"
Wutian smiled and said, "I am Wutian."
"Wutian? What a familiar name … "
"In my dream, I also met a person called Wutian …"
"This dream was so long …"
"But why was the Wutian in the dream different from you …"
Chu Yiyan murmured.
Hearing this.
Wutian's heart could not help but ache. He forced a smile and said, "All of this is not a dream. It's all real. Since you fell asleep, a lot of things have happened. Get up first. I'll tell you slowly, okay?"
He stretched out his hands.
Chu Yiyan looked at him for a moment, and finally stretched out her hands.
When Wutian grabbed a pair of jade-like hands, the tears in his eyes could not stop falling.
"Are you really Wutian? Why are you crying? "
Chu Yiyan looked at him, puzzled.
Wutian smiled and said, "I'm really Wutian. I'm happy, not crying."
With a slight force from her hands, Chu Yiyan stood up from the ice coffin. She glanced at the unfamiliar world, lifted her foot and walked out of the ice coffin. She asked, "Where is this?"
Wutian smiled and said, "This is the Star Realm, my world."
"Your world …"
Chu Yiyan looked at every inch of the Sacred Land, then looked at Wutian and asked, "Am I really not dreaming?"
"No."
Wutian smiled, and with a thought, the Smokeless Zither appeared out of thin air.
"This zither is named after you and me. It's called the Smokeless Zither. Whenever I miss you, whenever I'm upset, I will play a song alone …"
Wutian sat on the top of the divine tree and placed the Smokeless Zither on his knees. His ten fingers gently plucked, and a moving melody constantly vibrated out.
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