The Shuttle of the City

Especially the pattern on the lotus seeds has become much clearer now.

Numerous lines are intertwined together to form an ancient secret map.

Looking at this pattern, Ye Zichuan felt more and more familiar.

This seems to be... a gossip pattern.

As a descendant of China, Ye Zichuan is very familiar with gossip.

Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four images, and four images give birth to gossip.

The hexagrams in the gossip contain the power of yin and yang, as well as the evolution of the five elements.

It is the cognition of the Chinese ancestors to the universe of heaven, earth, and universe, which covers the great truth.

When it comes to gossip, you have to mention its founder.

Emperor Fuxi!

Immemorial righteous god, one of the three emperors of the human race, a supreme existence.

Chapter 901 Return of the Emperor

The patterns on the lotus seeds became more and more clear, and the innate patterns intertwined, like dao marks, actually formed an innate gossip pattern.

This made Ye Zichuan look very strange.

The legend of the gossip pattern has a great mystery in Chinese culture, and it is the ancient people's cognition of heaven and earth.

He suddenly thought of what Huang Ying said before. Before he entered the mythical battlefield, Huang Ying said that someone had entered there and disappeared in the end.

Seeing the changes in this lotus seed now, he couldn't help connecting all these together.

If it was really what he thought, then this would be too absurd.

With the passage of time, the aura of lotus seeds became stronger and stronger, and the aura of the eternal coercion and king's presence in the world was also skyrocketing, as if a master of the world had come into the world.

When the lotus seeds grow to the height of half a person, they stop changing.

Ye Zichuan always sat in front of Lianzi, just in case something happened.

When the Hongmeng universe passed a full hundred years, the aura of the lotus seed has surpassed that of the upper god.

Ye Zichuan's complexion also became serious, if it was what he guessed, it would be fine, but if a strange life was bred in the lotus seeds and was hostile to him, then he would just

Can be ruthless shot.

On this day, the gossip pattern on the lotus seeds seemed to come alive, and countless lines flew out, imprinted between the heaven and the earth, forming a huge gossip array, engulfing the entire

Hongmeng Continent is covered.

The runes were flickering, the Dao patterns were intertwined, and a mighty power was brewing between the heaven and the earth, as if it had become a gossip furnace, trying to refine the entire Hongmeng Continent.

The evolution of hexagrams and the infinite secrets of heaven, between the transformation of yin and yang and the five elements, it seems that even all the principles of the universe are included in it, including the true meaning of the three thousand ways.

As if going back in time, pictures flashed in the sky, recreating the past time.

A terrifying battle swept countless creatures into it, and the sky seemed to be capsized.

Many, many people have died, and the blood has completely rendered the whole world. The mountains of corpses are like mountains, and the blood is like a sea.

A Xeon shrouded in a halo is fighting, his enemies are terrible, and every gesture can collapse time and space.

He was injured, and behind him were countless creatures who were protected by him and endured all the disasters alone.

Then, he fell from the sky, burning in the rain of light, and his soul was about to disappear.

At this moment, two giant dragons appeared, and they sacrificed a green lotus to preserve the remaining aura, so that the supreme existence did not completely fall.

In the end, they disappeared with Qinglian, pierced through the universe, and entered a chaotic secret realm.

They turned their bodies into dragon veins, and the two dragon balls merged to form a fairy pond, and then they bred the green lotus in it, and then fell asleep.

As the years passed by, their dragon bodies completely disappeared and turned into two towering mountains.

But Fang Xianchi became more and more astonishing, with a little blue light, as if a miracle was being conceived.

The picture stopped abruptly and disappeared.

Ye Zichuan looked at the sky, dazed in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Is this the truth back then?

The two dragon veins he saw in the secret realm turned out to be real dragon bones.

They annihilated themselves just to revive Qinglian, for the little hope contained in Qinglian.

That supreme being blocked the terrible catastrophe with his own strength, protected all spirits, and almost died in the end.

The two dragon powerhouses also sacrificed themselves for others. The immortal dragon body became a mountain, and the dragon ball that had been cultivated for thousands of years became a fairy pond, just to keep a little soul breath of that one.

Ye Zichuan looked at the radiant lotus seed with a hint of respect in his eyes.

Now he can almost confirm who is conceived in Qinglian.

If it is really that person, he is indeed a respectable ancestor and the supreme glory of the human race.

With a wave of his hand, an undead flat peach flew over from a distance.

Without hesitation, Ye Zichuan dissipated the medicinal power of the flat peaches and poured all of them into the lotus seeds.

With the infusion of the elixir, the aura in the lotus seeds also became stronger.

In this way, another hundred years have passed, and the life fluctuation emitted by the lotus seeds has reached its peak.

boom!boom!

The powerful heartbeat echoed, causing the whole world to follow the rhythm.

One day, the lotus seeds finally changed, and a bright blue light burst out, covering the entire Hongmeng Continent.

A terrifying coercion of king's reign permeates the air. Under this aura, it seems that even the heavens and the earth have to surrender and worship.

In the blue light that filled the sky, a stalwart figure appeared.

His figure is so powerful, just standing there, it gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if the whole world is under his feet, like an emperor in the dust.

Immediately afterwards, a sea-like soul erupted, covering the entire Hongmeng Continent, and even spreading into the universe.

Many people living in this universe were startled, and they all looked this way.

Especially Lin Yuyao and the others, who have been living in the universe, unexpectedly felt a strange but powerful aura at this moment.

In this universe, there is such a strange and strong man?

When did it appear, they didn't notice it at all.

Looking at the figure, Ye Zichuan frowned slightly.

But soon, the powerful soul power withdrew, and the blue light that filled the sky gradually dissipated.

That stalwart figure appeared in front of Ye Zichuan.

His upper body is naked, his skin is bronze, and his body is strong and powerful. Every inch of his muscles seems to have been carefully carved, full of terrifying power to destroy the world.

Then, his fiery eyes fell on Ye Zichuan.

"Human race?"

Ye Zichuan looked at him, and slowly spit out four words: "Human Emperor... Fuxi!"

That's right, the person in front of him is none other than a human emperor of the human race, Emperor Fuxi!

There are too many legends about this person. In the myth, it is said that he and God Nuwa are brothers and sisters, with a human head and a snake body.

But what Ye Zichuan sees now is not like this, it is no different from the human race, and it resonates with his blood, making his blood boil.

Fuxi seemed to be sorting out his memory. After a long time, his eyes calmed down, and his powerful aura gradually subsided.

"It's been so long."

He sent out such emotion.

"Young man of the human race, I have seen the Emperor!"

Ye Zichuan saluted him respectfully, this senior deserved his bow.

"The human race has a junior like you, even if we die in battle, we will have no complaints."

Fuxi showed a gratified smile, there is nothing more joyful than seeing a powerful junior after waking up.

"It seems that the human race is well."

Chapter 902 Supreme Court

Fuxi, this is a very martial man.

Black hair hangs loose, revealing the muscular upper body, and the bronze skin has a metallic texture.

Even if Ye Zichuan is the master, there will always be a kind of pressure beside him.

After all, this is a legendary human emperor. His achievements are world-shattering, and his combat power is also astonishing. Few people can match him.

It is because of his existence that the glory of the human race has been pushed to the peak.

The human race with the emperor sitting in the town can really be said to stand on the top of the heavens.

It's just that after going through a fierce battle, Fuxi maintained the last sliver of wisdom, slept for too long, and only woke up now.

In particular, the two main god-level dragon clans were wiped out because of this, and everything was to preserve his fire.

After hearing Ye Zichuan's description of the situation of the human race, Fuxi also showed a rare smile on his face.

"You have done a good job. It is a great fortune for the human race to have you."

Fuxi did not hesitate to praise Ye Zichuan, he admired and marveled at this junior.