Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

After defeating the tribal allied forces without bloodshed, Fuxi did not embarrass them, but personally took the chiefs of those tribes to visit the Huaxu tribe.

After seeing fishing nets, hunting nets, cotton, silk and other things, these tribal chiefs were all jealous.

Food and clothing!

This is what they saw.

Before this, this was something they had never dared to imagine.

But right now, Fuxi led Huaxu's troops to earn enough food and clothing.

In addition, after witnessing the happy life of men and women under the marriage system, they also greatly improved this brand-new system.

……

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, Fuxi has been the patriarch for fifty years.

Under his leadership, the Huaxu tribe developed rapidly, subdued the large and small tribes in Chengjizhiye, and established their capital in Wanqiu. They began to vigorously promote the marriage system, assign surnames, raise livestock in captivity, sow grain, set rituals and music, and promote fishing and hunting. ...

The human race in Chengjizhiye is full of vitality, and the scattered luck of the human race gradually begins to gather.

……

Another fifty years passed.

Because of following Liu Bai's practice, Fuxi's appearance was fixed in the middle age, and he looked extraordinary, with a hint of majesty hidden in the luxury.

On this day, when he came back from outside, Yun Zhongzi, who was invisible to ordinary people, walked in front.

The two walked into Wanqiu, and saw that Wanqiu was bustling and bustling. All the human races passing by respectfully bowed down to Fuxi and looked at Fuxi with reverence.

Yun Zhongzi said with a little envy: "When you first became a teacher, you didn't seem to be taller than me! Now you have become the co-lord of the human race."

Fuxi held back a smile, and with nostalgic eyes in his eyes, he sighed and said, "Yes! Senior brother is still young, but I am already old."

Yun Zhongzi glanced at Fuxi, "If you don't want to be the co-lord of this human race, I can help you to ask the master for mercy. You can let go of all this and return to the master's seat to practice again."

Fuxi shook his head and said: "Brother misunderstood! The teacher didn't force me, but I wanted to do something for the human race."

Yun Zhongzi nodded, "Since it is your own choice, don't regret it."

Fuxi smiled and said: "That's natural. It's just that the human race is still very weak, and there are still many difficulties to face, but I already feel that my lifespan is about to expire, and I don't have much time. If I die, what should the human race do?"

Speaking of this, Fuxi couldn't help revealing a hint of worry in his eyes.

With the growth and expansion of the tribe, he is no longer limited to the relatively safe Chengji Field, but has his eyes on the entire southern continent!The whole prehistoric!

The wider his vision, the more he can feel the danger of the prehistoric.

The human race is still too weak in the prehistoric world!

The weather will change, the sun and the moon will rotate, and people will be born, old, sick and die. No one knows what is going on with all these phenomena.

When people encountered unanswerable questions, they all went to Wanqiu to ask Fuxi.

There are some questions that Fuxi can answer, but there are some questions that even he can't understand.

Whenever he can't answer, he will feel very at a loss and powerless, and people live in fear every day for this.

At this time, Yun Zhongzi stopped suddenly, and the young Tianxian who looked sixteen or seventeen years old said seriously: "The human race is not your own human race, and the future of the human race cannot be decided by anyone, at least you and I cannot."

Fuxi froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect that his senior brother, who was always carefree and carefree, could say such a thing.

"Senior brother taught me that I should let go too."

Yun Zhongzi "hehe" said with a strange smile: "What is the lesson? You, you should hurry up and think about how to consummate the emperor's status, or you will really belch when the longevity arrives... But it doesn't seem to matter. I heard from my senior sister that the Asura clan who is in charge of the underworld is created by the master, if you belch, I will go and get you back."

Fuxi: "..."

……

A few years later, Fuxi, who felt that his life was short, walked out of Wanqiu, and decided to visit the human race one last time before dying.

Little Huangqi and Yun Zhongzi hide around Fuxi to prevent him from encountering any accidents.

This walk is eight years.

Fuxi traveled all over the world, watching the sun and the moon rise in the east and set in the west, experiencing the coming and going of cold and summer, the rotation of the four seasons, the alternation of day and night, and the blooming and falling of flowers.

Finally, he came to the bank of Jishui River.

Sitting cross-legged in this place where he was born.

One day, one hundred days, half a year passed, and Fuxi sat by the river without moving, neither eating nor drinking nor sleeping!

A trace of dao rhyme spread from Fuxi's body, and the Jishui thousands of miles ahead was surging.

Standing on the cloud, Little Oriole felt a sense of emotion in her heart.

As expected of God Fuxi!

Even those who have not ascended the immortal way can fall into enlightenment and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth.

She kicked Yun Zhongzi who was lying on the cloud sleeping soundly, and pouted when he woke up, "The time has come, you go and ask Fuxi to take out the willow leaf that Master gave him."