Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

"Here is..."

Fuxi followed the throbbing in his heart to the bank of a long and gushing river.

Looking at this choppy river, Fuxi's brows frowned slightly, and his divine thoughts swept around, but he did not find the slightest abnormality.

But the place that throbbed in his heart was indeed here.

But why nothing?

Fuxi's side was puzzled, and in the long river not far away, a mighty and handsome dragon horse came out of the water.

"Shhh!" "Shhh!" "Shhh!"

The dragon roared, with claws on all four hooves, covered in white and bright armor, treading water, carrying a scroll that exuded a rich rhyme behind him.

"Aang!" "Aang!" "Aang!"

At the same time, a low muffled hum came out of the great river, and a small mountain-like giant tortoise emerged from the river.

The clear river flows down from the turtle shell, and the back also has a scroll with a rich rhyme.

Ryoma and the giant tortoise carried the scroll and walked towards Fuxi on the river bank step by step.

When these two divine beasts came to Fuxi, they quietly dissipated, leaving behind the picture and book.

At this time, Fuxi's eyes were completely attracted by the scroll carried by this dragon horse and giant tortoise.

In this picture book, it seems to contain the endless mysteries of the universe of heaven and earth.

"So, yes, that's how it should be!"

The framework that Fuxi had spent tens of thousands of years to build only roughly before was quickly filled, trimmed, and perfected in Fuxi's mind at this moment.

Yin and yang! Two Yi! Four elephants! Gossip!

One Qian, Two Dui, Three Leave, Four Zhen, Five Xun, Six Kan, Seven Geng, Eight Kun

, countless heaven and earth supreme principles, countless great mysteries flowed in Fuxi's heart, and he realized it.

At this moment, Fuxi's eyes that had been confused for ten thousand years bloomed with an amazing look.

"Gossip is done... I'm done!

Even Fuxi couldn't help but laugh out loud at this time.

In Fuxi's loud laughter, the Golden Immortal's consummate cultivation was also slowly but firmly climbing upward, and the chaotic heavenly machine between heaven and earth did not seem to have the slightest effect on him.

Early Taiyi, Taiyi, Taiyi, and Taiyi are complete, and Fuxi's cultivation is advancing rapidly.

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

Fuxi resisted the urge to break through.

He had a feeling that now... It is not yet the time for him to break through, if he breaks through at this time, then he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Put away the scroll in my hand.

He already knew these two, no, it should be the name of this treasure, the River Tulo Book!

A treasure that he had heard of even if he was as weak as the Golden Immortal level.

Fuxi returned to the Terrans.

Fuxi immediately began to deduce the innate gossip he created.

This is a law that expounds the principles of heaven and earth and derives the laws of the universe.

Even mortals, if they are proficient in this method, can calculate the stormy weather and calculate the time when the disaster will come.

For the cultivators of the Terran race, this is a divine method that can make them have the speed of cultivation in this chaotic era.

Sure enough....

Just as Fuxi had expected at first.

After the innate gossip was promoted in the Terrans, the cultivation speed of countless cultivators of the Terrans suddenly increased greatly.

Not to mention the fact that it is a thousand miles a day, but it also minimizes the impact of this chaotic heavenly machine on cultivation.

Terrans!

Rise!

Just a few hundred thousand years.

Most of the combat power of the Lich Race was wiped out, and the empty desolate land was almost covered with the footprints of the Terrans.

And at this time.

Fuxi has suppressed his realm for hundreds of thousands of years, and for these hundreds of thousands of years, he has personally experienced and has been at the forefront of the Terran race.

Open up a place for the Terrans to survive, pass on the way of survival of the Terrans, and pass on the methods of the growth of the Terrans.

But even if he deliberately did not practice, after he created the innate gossip, the mysteries of heaven and earth kept showing in front of his eyes.

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

By now, his Dao Dao had become more and more complete, and the Dao Fruit had even been conceived on its own, and Fuxi he had completely been unable to suppress his cultivation.

This day.

The top of Mount Tai, the rising sun in the east, the clouds steaming, looks like a fairyland.

On the sealing platform, a Terran elder read out Fuxi's various contributions to the Terran race, and his voice echoed on the top of Mount Tai.

Asaka.

Countless Terrans stood side by side, one by one, with serious expressions, standing quietly.

Fuxi slowly walked onto the sealing platform, his gaze swept over a personal race below, feeling the burning gaze.

"I am the emperor of men!"

Fuxi's simple words reached the ears of countless Terrans below, and his voice was sonorous and deafening.

Countless Terrans roared excitedly, waves of cheers resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and a pair of eyes were full of heat.

"Human Emperor!" "Human Emperor!" "Human Emperor!" ......

With the cheers and shouts of countless people, on the sealing platform, an extremely reassuring feeling appeared in Fuxi's heart.

The bad premonition in his heart also disappeared in Fuxi's heart, and for hundreds of thousands of years, Fuxi released his suppression of his own cultivation for the first time.

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

Behind him, the symbols representing innate gossip are flickering, and the way of gossip slowly emerges between heaven and earth.

The next moment.

Heaven and earth are clear!

The whole world seemed to go quiet.

Above Mount Tai, the sky silently cracked a large hole, dark and deep, filled with the breath of dead silence.

And the figure of a snake body with a head slowly swam out of it, holding a shining Dao fruit in its mouth.

Among the Dao fruits, a smaller Fuxi closed his eyes in it.

This is Fuxi's Da Luo Daoguo!

It belongs to the Dao fruit before the reincarnation of Fuxi!

Da Luo realm is forever proven, and one is forever!

Even if it is reincarnation, there is no way to separate it.

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

Fuxi, retrieved his Dao fruit.

Suddenly.

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

Early Da Luo Period, Da Luo Middle Period, Da Luo Late Period, Da Luo Consummation, Beheading One Corpse Quasi-Saint, Beheading Two Corpses Quasi-Saint....

At the same time, in Fuxi's mind, a huge number of memories came out.

That was the memory of Fuxi, the memories of the brother Nuwa, the emperor of the demon clan, and the innate divine Fuxi.

Opening his eyes, Fuxi's eyes showed an extremely complicated look, but he just looked up at the sky and was not seen by anyone.

Except....

In the depths of the endless clouds, Nuwa looked at Fuxi below with a worried face, even if he cut off the three corpses, the Heavenly Dao Saint was not really ruthless.

"Big brother..." Nuwa whispered, her voice full of expectation.

Looking at Fuxi, who had been silent for a long time on the sealing platform, the Terran Clan Elder Flint Clan below shouted with a slightly worried voice: "Fuxi Renhuang!"

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

Fuxi's eyes were confused, and he returned to his previous majestic appearance, and turned to look at the group of Terrans below: "I am the emperor of people!" Be a protector of the Terrans! The

moment the words fell.

After retrieving the Dao Fruit of his previous life, he stopped at the cultivation of the Quasi-Saint of the Second Corpse, and slowly began to float.

In an instant!

Above Fuxi's head, a blank figure suddenly jumped out.

Three corpses beheaded!

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

The next moment.

"Aang—"

A dragon groan suddenly sounded.

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

Boom -

Between heaven and earth, endless auspicious clouds quickly spread the flood waste.

The power of countless retreat cultivators was awakened from the retreat, looking at the incomparably familiar scene above the sky, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"This..." "

This is, someone sanctified?"

There is power that can't be believed.

In the midst of the flood, the six saints of Heavenly Determination had already returned to their places.

After the fall of the red cloud, the last Hongmeng purple qi disappeared into the flood waste, and there was no trace of it, how could anyone be sanctified.

"Human Emperor Fuxi, preaching sanctification today, Yongzhen Terrans."

This sound that resounded through the flood wilderness, as well as the familiar name, completely made the entire flood desert boil.

......

Top of Mount Tarzan.

Fuxi turned to look down, no, at the entire Terran race, and showed a smile.

"From now on, Terran Yongchang—" The

next moment.

Above the sky, a ray of light penetrated the clouds and shrouded Fuxi.

A holy sound sounded in the void, and above the sky, golden flowers fell, and a holy voice exuding endless brilliance walked out from behind the clouds, and

the holy light fell on the endless Terrans below.

Countless Terrans only felt refreshed, and their spirit suddenly reached the peak of this life, and even the cultivation of mana in their bodies faintly increased.

Looking at the figure in the sky that exuded endless holy light, although countless Terrans had never seen it, they looked from above.

The throbbing that came from the depths of their bloodline reminded them of the identity of the figure in front of them.

"Meet the Mother God!"

"Meet the Mother God!"

Even if Fuxi was declared emperor just now, countless Terrans did not bow down, but at this moment... Everyone bowed down with great reverence.

"Wait and wait!" Nuwa's incomparably soft voice echoed in the ears of every Terran race.

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

Full of joy.

For the pious actions of the Terrans, Nuwa was happy in her heart, but she was also helpless.

For the Terrans, she liked it from the bottom of her heart.

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

Nuwa Mei's eyes turned, looking at the only Fuxi below who did not bow down, and there was a softness in her eyes, and she said softly.

"Human Emperor Fuxi, the merit is complete today, follow the Buddha-figure!"

Hearing this, the countless Terrans below were suddenly shocked in their hearts, one by one directly looked up at Nuwa above the sky, one by one, their eyes were full of anxiety and puzzlement

, and Fuxi just nodded with a smile, and at the moment of sanctification, he understood everything.

Turning around, he looked at the countless Terrans below who were hearing Nuwa's words and raised their heads in shock.

"Qiangua—"

Fuxi gulped.

For Fuxi gossip, all the Terrans here are proficient, and at this moment, countless Terrans shouted loudly at the same time at this moment.

"Strong, healthy and righteous, the Terrans are self-improving!"

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

"I will become the most solid backing of the Terrans, and let me enjoy the flood!"

"Terrans! Yongchang-"