Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

"Oh."

Yun Zhongzi obediently flew down in front of Fuxi, cast his mana to wake Fuxi up and said, "Junior Brother, your time has come!"

Fuxi opened his eyes and gave him a strange look, "Brother, are you also working in the underworld now?"

"Uh... I made a mistake!"

Yun Zhongzi rubbed his sleepy eyes, "Anyway, just take out the willow leaf that Master gave you now."

"Oh, willow leaves!"

Suddenly, Fuxi took out the willow leaf that was kept close to him.

This is a life-saving item given to him by Liu Bai when he first became a teacher, but he has never used it until now.

At this time, he took out the willow leaves, looked at Yun Zhongzi and said, "And then?"

Before he finished speaking, the willow leaf in his hand turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the surging Jishui suddenly returned to calm.

The river parted towards the two sides, revealing a deep waterway, and two monsters slowly walked out from the bottom of the river.

One monster has the head of a dragon and the body of a horse, walking up and down the water as if walking on the ground, majestic; the other monster is shaped like a turtle, but the shell of the turtle is pure white, and there are some strange patterns on it.

These two monsters came to Fuxi and stood there obediently.

The voice of the little oriole came from the sky.

"This is the dragon horse and the black turtle, which were transformed by Hetu Luoshu. Do you still remember that the Nine Infant Demon Saint wanted to take your life with these two spiritual treasures, and then a mysterious Taoist appeared suddenly and took them away?" Two spirit treasures saved your life."

Fuxi nodded and suddenly said: "It turns out that the one who saved my life that day was the teacher."

"good."

Xiao Huangqi said: "Master said that these two spirit treasures are destined for you, but you have not ascended the immortal way and it is difficult to control them, so I turned them into willow leaves and gave them to you."

Fuxi turned towards Wuyi Mountain and said respectfully: "Thank you, Teacher, for giving me the treasure!"

After thanking him, Fu Xi carefully inspected the dragon horse and the black tortoise, and saw that not only the shell of the black tortoise had patterns on it, but also the back of the dragon horse had patterns.

One and six are at the bottom, two and seven are at the top, three and eight are at the left, forty and nine are at the right, and fifty are at the center!

With a thought in his heart, Fu Xi picked up a yarrow stalk and drew it on a big leaf according to the pattern on the dragon horse's back.

Then, he looked at Xuan Gui again.

I saw five pieces in the middle of the pattern on the white tortoise cover, eight pieces around it, twelve pieces on the outer circle, and twenty-four pieces on the outermost circle.

Fuxi painted all the patterns on the backs of dragon horses and black turtles on the leaves. Looking at the combined patterns of the two, his heart suddenly brightened, and he said with great emotion:

"The law of change in the world is only Yin and Yang!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge gossip map unfolded with Fuxi as the center.

The gossip rotates, covering a radius of ten thousand miles, Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun, and the gossip is born continuously, interpreting the principles of heaven and earth.

At the same time, Longma and Xuangui instantly transformed into two auras and entered Fuxi's body.

Above the clouds, the little oriole showed a smile on her face, landed on the ground, looked at Fuxi and bowed: "Congratulations to the return of the Great God Fuxi!"

Fuxi shook his head, the gossip dissipated, he got up from the riverside holding the Hetu Luoshu in his hand, looked at Xiao Huangqi and said, "Thank you for your care these days, senior sister, the former Fuxi has fallen, and now I am just a human Fuxi."

Xiao Huangqi nodded, her eyes were full of joy, "It should be Fuxi, the emperor of the human race."

Following her words, the purple air suddenly surged from the nine heavens, and a huge golden cloud of merit and virtue floated down.

At the same time, Saint Taiqing, the leader of the human religion, appeared from the purple air, and said loudly: "Fu Xier is an innate god, who has practiced countless Yuanhui, and was involved in the calamity of the Lich for no reason. Once he died, he disappeared. Thanks to the protection of fellow Daoist Changqing, he is now a human being, benefiting the human race, with perfect virtue and immeasurable merit.

Today, according to the order of heaven, he was granted the title of emperor of the human race, suppressed luck, and went to live in the Fire Cloud Palace to practice, not to be affected by karma, and to be immortal! "

Fuxi bowed to the sky respectfully: "Fuxi is willing to protect the luck of the human race forever!"

The sky turned black and yellow, and the huge golden cloud of merit fell down, split into three in the air, seven layers entered Fuxi's body, and the remaining three layers fell into the bodies of Little Oriole and Yun Zhongzi.

The merits of the emperor moved Fuxi's body for the merits he had contributed to the human race over the years, and there was only a sound of "buzz", and a golden wheel of merits floated out.

At this moment, all the races in the prehistoric world felt something.

Whether it's mortals from various tribes or the disciples of the human race in the practice sects of the five continents, they all bowed to Jishui, vaguely sensing a great and sacred figure.

In the prehistoric world, the scattered fortunes of the human race instantly condensed into a bundle, turning into a golden dragon, stretching across the five continents over hundreds of millions of miles.

Fuxi's loud voice resounded between heaven and earth, "From today onwards, I am the emperor of the human race, and the fate of the human race will always be invincible!"

The majestic voice echoed over the human tribe, and all the tribes bowed down. For a moment, they were filled with grief and joy, and shouted with a crying sound: "Congratulations to His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Congratulations to His Majesty the Emperor!"

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On the banks of the Jishui River, Fuxi bowed deeply to Fuxi in Wuyi Mountain, and the karma between master and apprentice was severed from then on.

The Taiqing sage stood on the cloud, looked at Fuxi and said, "The emperor of the human race, it's time to go to the Fire Cloud Palace."

Fuxi nodded, glanced at Xiao Huangqi and Yun Zhongzi, then looked in the direction of Wanqiu from a distance, finally he sighed and stepped into the void.

Yun Zhongzi stretched out his hand, with some reluctance in his eyes, "Junior Brother... Sage Fuxi, let me see you off."