Chapter 1217 (1/2)

The emperor of heaven said seriously, ”the ceremony only has its own expression. If you are sincere, you will be able to worship your ancestors. If you are sincere, you will know.”

This is a very mysterious saying. Sincerity is the spirit. It's a common trick used by many charlatans to fool people.

If other people say so, Tang Zheng will certainly scoff and reward him with a white eye.

No one dared to question or refute this saying from the mouth of the emperor of heaven. He sank down and quietly understood the true meaning of the words.

The emperor did not lie perfunctorily. This was Fu Xi's account in those days. Later generations dare not tamper with it. For so many years, all the emperors of the past dynasties came here like this. They also paid attention to sincerity when worshiping Fuxi.

When they are sincere, their ancestors will come true. They will be given the meaning of the road and help them on their way to heaven.

When the emperor finished speaking, he kept silent and left time for Tang Zheng to think.

Tang Zheng understood that instead of kneeling and kowtowing like nine heavenly Xuannv, he was like a polite man of insight. He bowed slightly to the statue, folded his hands and bowed to each other, saying: ”the Tang Xiao of my generation paid a visit to Fuxi's ancestors.”

As soon as he spoke, he seemed to have been fixed in his posture, like an old monk who had been settled down, and closed his eyes.

When it was dark, the statue disappeared and everything disappeared.

He did all this as if he was blessed and spirited, and there was a power in the dark to guide him.

Suddenly -

a light comes on.

Although he closed his eyes, he could ”see” the scene, when people are amazing.

The outside world is unchanging and calm.

The statue is still that statue, motionless; people are still those people, still as before.

But there was no light in front of Tang Zheng's eyes.

These people don't know Tang Zheng's feelings. They don't say a word. They keep their eyes on him for fear of disturbing him.

Tang Zheng's heart was as still as water, not sad or unhappy. The mysterious light in front of him gradually gathered and deformed.

He looked at the scene quietly, without any surprise or fright. When the light gradually converged and a human figure appeared, a different mood hit his heart.

Instead of panicking, he was quiet and peaceful, like a baby. Since his cultivation, there has been little peace and quiet.

The emperor of heaven looked at the scene quietly and said nothing. Nine days Xuannv want to ask 12, can see father's eyes, she swallowed a stomach of words back.

Emperor Tian can clearly feel the change of Tang Zheng's mood. Previously, Tang Zheng was a rough sea. At this moment, he is like an old well without waves. On the contrary, he is quite different.

A person can settle down so quickly, only when he has reached a certain level of cultivation can he achieve it.

Tang Zheng is young and should have been young and vigorous, but he can do this, which is impressive.

The emperor of heaven sighed. Tang Zheng was more extraordinary than he thought. Maybe that's why heaven chose him.

He took a deep look at the statue of Fuxi, and said to himself: ancestors, in the dark, is this your arrangement?

It's really a coincidence that without the nine heavenly Xuannv bringing him to Tianmen, he would not find the book of heaven. The ancient volume of the sky would be dusty and would never be connected with the book of heaven.

All this is not fate, what will it be?

Nothing else can explain it at all.

The scene in front of Tang Zheng changed again. The light converged and finally became a person's appearance, vivid and vivid, as if smiling at him.

Seeing this man's face clearly, Tang Zheng was shocked. He was very familiar with that one. He was surprised and exclaimed, ”Fuxi!”

this man is as like as two peas. He can see where he looks. Fuxi came to him step by step. He subconsciously wanted to step back, but he found that he was still.

Fu Xi's power and pressure made Tang Zheng unimaginable.

Fuxi seemed to be smiling, more lively than the statue, and his eyes seemed to have magic power, which immediately attracted Tang Zheng's eyes and made him immersed in it.

Fuxi came to him and slowly stretched out his finger. The tip of his finger flashed a little light, but it didn't look like a cold shining blade, but it gave a very strange feeling.

The energy contained in that fingertip is earth shaking, containing but not revealing.

Tang Zheng's fingertip is on his chest. Tang Zheng subconsciously tries to dodge, but there is nothing he can do but watch his fingertip on his chest.

The light disappeared from his chest and his body in an instant. Before he could tell clearly what was going on, the scene before him changed and rippled.

Fuxi became fuzzy, the smile on the corner of his mouth was stronger, more cordial, step by step back, the tide was general.

When the light in his body burst out, he immediately drowned all the organs and channels and rushed to his brain.

At the same time, another text also appeared little by little.This is as like as two peas.

Tianshu!

Tang Zheng was very happy. Although he had written down the contents of the book of heaven, he did not generate such a book in his brain.