And extrapolating the experience of the Emperor of Heaven, at least the Shinto system must be completely spread in the earth and immortal world, and the heaven and earth will be aware of it, then some innate gods may appear.

It's still early, and Fang Xi's monopoly business can still continue.

"I see……"

The old man Jiaolong said no more, this is a battle for enlightenment and it is impossible to change one's mind.

…

"Three thousand years old..."

"Peng Zushou is only eight hundred..."

Fang Xi held a green-skinned gourd in her hand, looking relaxed.

Although it was his 3,000th birthday party, he didn't need to do anything at all, he just had to do as he pleased.

On the contrary, it is the guests who come to congratulate him who need to please him.

"Tao Master..."

At this time, Lord Ghost Ax came over and bowed: "The banquet has been prepared, but there are not many envoys from various tribes..."

The fact that the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races was planning to attack the ancestor of the Wang family was inevitably leaked.

In fact, Fang Xi was a little surprised to have some guests come.

Thinking about it later, it turned out to be the old wisdom of dividing eggs into baskets.

Although they seem to be dead, if the odds turn against them, these alien races who are betting on both ends can at least maintain their dignity and leave a glimmer of hope for their race.

"Forget it, just go and have a look."

Fang Xi followed Gui Ax and came to the auditorium.

The monks all stood up one by one, with humble expressions, but their whole bodies were full of immortal aura. It was indeed a bit like the "Congress of Ten Thousand Immortals".

At this time, these monks bowed their heads one after another and congratulated: "Congratulations to our ancestor! Long live our ancestor!"

"Thank you!"

Fang Xi raised her glass, her eyes swept over them one by one, and finally stopped for a moment on the old man who was a dragon fused from the demon clan.

Some cold sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the old man Jiaolong.

"I am celebrating my birthday today, why are so few of my fellow disciples coming together?"

Fang Xi pretended not to know.

"Maybe they all have something important to do."

The old man Jiaolong smiled awkwardly, and then he heard a message from his spiritual consciousness: "Ancestor Rongzhen... Nowadays, many foreign races are working together to plot against you, especially the demon race has a blood demon ancestor hidden in it. I am afraid that his cultivation has reached the point of integration."

Perfect..."

Fang Xi couldn't help but look sideways.

Sure enough, the hatred between the two demon clans is as deep as the sea. Even now, they still don’t forget to trick each other!

He didn't take it seriously, just laughed, drank the wine in the glass, and said: "Today... I want to treat all the guests to a good show!"
Chapter completed!