Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"Here is..."

Following the throbbing in his heart, Fuxi came to the bank of a long and surging river.

Looking at the turbulent river, Fuxi frowned slightly, and his mind swept around, but he did not find any strangeness.

But the place that made his heart throbbing was indeed here.

But why is there nothing?

As Fuxi was wondering, a mighty and handsome dragon horse jumped out of the surging river not far away.

"Hiss!" "Hiss!" "Hiss!"

The dragon roared, with claws on its four hooves, and white scales all over its body, stepping on the water, carrying a scroll with a strong Taoist charm behind it.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"

At the same time, a low and muffled hum came from the river, and a giant turtle as big as a small mountain emerged from the river.

The clear river water flowed down from the turtle's carapace, and there was also a scroll with a strong Taoist charm on its back.

The dragon horse and the giant turtle, carrying the scrolls and books, walked towards Fuxi on the river bank step by step.

When the two magical beasts came to Fuxi, they quietly disappeared, leaving only the picture and the book.

At this time, Fuxi's eyes were completely attracted by the scrolls and books carried by the dragon horse and the giant turtle.

This picture and book seemed to contain endless mysteries of the universe.

"That's right, it should be like this!"

Before, Fuxi spent tens of thousands of years to roughly construct the framework, which was quickly filled, trimmed and perfected in Fuxi's mind at this moment.

Yin and Yang! Two yin and yang! Four images! Eight trigrams!

One Qian, two Dui, three Li, four Zhen, five Xun, six Kan, seven Gen, eight Kun,

Countless heaven and earth truths, countless avenues flowed in Fuxi's heart and were perceived by him.

At this moment, Fuxi's eyes, which had been confused for ten thousand years, bloomed with amazing spirit.

"The Eight Diagrams are complete... My Dao is complete!"

Even Fuxi couldn't help laughing at this moment.

In Fuxi's laughter, the cultivation of the Golden Immortal was slowly and firmly climbing upwards, and the chaotic secrets between heaven and earth seemed to have no effect on him at all.

Taiyi early stage, Taiyi middle stage, Taiyi late stage, Taiyi perfection, Fuxi's cultivation was rapidly improving.

At the moment when Fuxi's cultivation was about to break through Daluo.

Fuxi resisted the urge to break through.

He had a feeling that now... it was not the time for him to break through. If he broke through at this time, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

He put away the scroll in his hand.

He already knew the name of these two, no, it should be the name of this treasure, the River Map and Luoshu!

A treasure that was famous in the prehistoric world, and even he, who was as weak as the Golden Immortal, had heard of it.

Fuxi returned to the human race.

Fuxi immediately began to deduce the innate Bagua he created.

This is a method that explains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and derives the laws of the universe.

Even if a mortal is proficient in this method, he can also calculate the weather and the time when the disaster will come.

For the practitioners of the human race, this is a magical method that can enable them to practice at the speed of normal times in this era of chaotic heavenly secrets.

Sure enough...

Just as Fuxi expected at the beginning.

After promoting the innate Bagua among the human race, the practice speed of countless cultivators of the human race suddenly increased greatly.

Not to mention a thousand miles a day, but it also minimized the impact of this chaotic heavenly secret on practice.

The human race!

Rise!

It's only a few hundred thousand years.

Most of the combat power of the two races of witches and liches died together, and the empty primeval land was almost covered with the footprints of the human race.

At this time,

Fuxi has suppressed his realm for hundreds of thousands of years. During these hundreds of thousands of years, he has been at the forefront of the human race.

He opened up a place for the human race to survive, passed on the way of survival, and passed on the way of growth.

But even if he deliberately did not practice, after he created the innate Bagua, the mysteries of heaven and earth continued to appear in front of him.

Even the most ordinary mountain and river scenery, in Fuxi's eyes, is full of the beauty of the Bagua.

Now, his Dao is more perfect, and the Dao fruit even breeds itself. Fuxi can no longer suppress his own cultivation.

This day.

On the top of Mount Tai, the sun rises in the east, the clouds are steaming, and it looks like a fairyland.

On the Fengshan platform, a human elder reads out the various contributions Fuxi has made to the human race, and the ups and downs of his voice echo on the top of Mount Tai.

In the morning glow.

Countless human races stand side by side, each with a serious expression, standing quietly.

Fuxi slowly walked up to the Fengshan Terrace, his eyes swept over the human races below, feeling the burning gazes.

"I am the emperor of man!"

Fuxi's simple words were heard by countless human beings below, and the sound was sonorous and deafening.

Countless human beings roared excitedly, and waves of cheers resounded through the world, and pairs of eyes were full of passion.

"Emperor of man!" "Emperor of man!" "Emperor of man!"...

Along with the cheers and shouts of countless people, a feeling of great peace of mind appeared in Fuxi's heart on the Fengshan platform.

The bad premonition in his heart also disappeared in Fuxi's heart. For the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, Fuxi let go of the suppression of his own cultivation.

The five qi in Fuxi's chest rotated, and the three flowers on his head slowly emerged.

Behind him, the symbol representing the innate Bagua was flashing, and the way of Bagua slowly emerged between heaven and earth.

The next moment.

The world was clear and bright!

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Above Mount Tai, the sky silently cracked open a big hole, dark and deep, filled with a deadly atmosphere.

A human-headed snake-body figure slowly swam out of it, holding a shining Dao fruit in its mouth.

In the Dao fruit, a smaller Fuxi closed his eyes.

This is Fuxi's Daluo Dao fruit!

The Dao fruit that belonged to Fuxi before he was reincarnated!

Once you attain the Daluo realm, you will attain it forever, and once you obtain it, you will obtain it forever!

Even if you reincarnate, there is no way to separate it.

Then, this Dao fruit floated towards Fuxi's head and slowly merged into Fuxi's three flowers.

Fuxi took back his Dao fruit.

In an instant.

At this moment, Fuxi's cultivation was climbing at an incredible speed.

Daluo early stage, Daluo middle stage, Daluo late stage, Daluo perfection, beheading one corpse quasi-saint, beheading two corpses quasi-saint...

At the same time, a large amount of memories emerged in Fuxi's mind.

That was Fuxi's memory, the memory of Nuwa's brother, the demon Xihuang, and the innate sacred Fuxi.

Opening his eyes, Fuxi's eyes showed an extremely complicated look, but he just looked up at the sky, and no one saw it.

Except...

In the depths of the endless clouds, Nuwa looked at Fuxi below with a worried face. Even if the three corpses were killed, the saint of heaven was not really ruthless.

"Brother..." Nuwa whispered softly, her voice full of expectations.

Looking at Fuxi who had been silent for a long time on the Fengshan platform, the elder of the human race below, Suiren, shouted with a little concern: "Fuxi, the emperor of the human race!"

Fuxi's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but curse himself in his heart: "Fuxi, Fuxi, what are you hesitating about... What is there to hesitate about."

Fuxi's confusion disappeared in his eyes, and he restored his previous majestic look. He turned around and looked at the human race below: "I am the emperor of the human race! I should protect the human race!"

The moment the voice fell.

After retrieving the Dao Fruit of the previous life, the cultivation level of the Quasi-Sage who had stagnated at the level of beheading two corpses slowly began to float.

In an instant!

A blank figure suddenly jumped out from above Fuxi's head.

All three corpses were beheaded!

At this moment, Fuxi became the first Quasi-Sage to behead three corpses after many saints.

The next moment.

"Ang——"

A dragon roar suddenly sounded.

From Fuxi's body, a majestic white dragon phantom flew out, and a trace of flowing purple air suddenly flew out from the dragon's body and merged into Fuxi's Yuanshen.

Boom——

Between heaven and earth, endless auspicious clouds quickly spread across the prehistoric world.

Countless great powers who were practicing in seclusion were awakened from their seclusion, and looking at the extremely familiar scene above the sky, they were extremely shocked.

"This..."

"This is, someone has become a saint?"

Some great powers dared not believe it.

In the prehistoric world, the Six Saints of Heaven have returned to their positions.

After the last ray of primordial purple energy fell from the red cloud, it disappeared in the prehistoric world and disappeared without a trace. How could anyone become a saint?

"Human Emperor Fuxi, today he has become a saint and will forever rule the human race."

This voice that resounded throughout the prehistoric world, as well as that familiar name, completely made the entire prehistoric world boil.

...

On the top of Mount Tai.

Fuxi turned around and looked down, no, at the entire human race, and smiled.

"From now on, the human race will prosper forever--"

The next moment.

Above the sky, a beam of light penetrated the clouds and enveloped Fuxi.

A lingering holy sound rang out in the void, and above the sky, golden flowers fell, and a holy sound emitting endless light walked out from behind the clouds,

The holy light fell on the endless human race below.

Countless human races only felt refreshed, and their spirits and spirits immediately reached the peak of this life, and even their mana cultivation in their bodies was faintly improved.

Looking at the figure in the sky emitting endless holy light, countless humans have never seen it, but they are watching from above.

The throbbing from the depths of their blood is reminding them of the identity of the figure in front of them."Greetings to the Mother Goddess!"

"Greetings to the Mother Goddess!"

Even though Fuxi had just proclaimed himself emperor, countless humans did not kneel down, but at this moment... everyone knelt down with great piety.

"No need to bow!" Nuwa's extremely gentle voice echoed in the ears of every human.

But no human stood up, and many even burst into tears.

Full of joy.

Nuwa was happy about the pious actions of the human race, but also helpless.

She liked the human race from the bottom of her heart.

Silently, the baptism effect of the holy light she emitted deepened several points.

Nuwa's beautiful eyes turned and looked at Fuxi, the only one who did not kneel down, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes, and said softly.

"Human Emperor Fuxi, now that the merits are complete, follow me!"

Hearing these words, countless human beings below were suddenly shocked, and they looked up at Nuwa in the sky, their eyes full of anxiety, confusion,

But Fuxi just nodded with a smile. At the moment of becoming a saint, he understood everything.

Turning around, he looked at the countless human beings below who raised their heads in shock after hearing Nuwa's words.

"Qian Gua——"

Fuxi shouted loudly.

For Fuxi Bagua, all the human beings here are proficient in it. At this moment, countless human beings shouted loudly at the same time.

"Be strong and upright, and the human race will continue to strive for self-improvement!"

Hearing this neat shout, Fuxi's eyes showed a touch of tenderness, and his mind recalled his struggle for the rise of the human race for hundreds of thousands of years.

"I will be the strongest support for the human race, and I will venture into the wilderness to my heart's content!"

"Human race! Yongchang——"