Projection of the Heavens

Fushang stood on the edge of Huaxu Holy Land and said faintly.

In this world, from ancient times to the present, only three and a half people can enter his eyes. One is Da Siming, the second is Da Sui, and the third is Fu Min. The origin is half.

As the first god-king in prehistory, Da Siming ruled the world for hundreds of millions of years. Da Sui pioneered the totem practice method and created the five reincarnations, which is the root cause for all the postnatal souls in this world to stand up.

As for Fu Min, he gathered three thousand emperors and summed up the reincarnation system of the Great Six Paths.

These three people, to a certain extent, are the symbols of the three eras in this world.

The beacon task of the path of cultivation in this world.

Maybe Zhong Yue will surpass the three in the future, but even if Zhong Yue surpasses the three, the significance of the three cannot be ignored.

"Has your Profound Sutra of the Universe of Qing Dynasty reached such a level?"

Goddess Goddess was a little surprised.

Reincarnation cannot be changed. Whether it is the past or the future, even Emperor Haoyi, who created the Profound Sutra of the Universe of Light in the Universe of Qing Dynasty, would not be able to travel through time and space to meet many great emperors.

Even if you come to the past and the future, you will never see existences that do not belong to your own time and space.

"The Mysterious Sutra of Universe Light of the Universe of Qing Dynasty cannot represent time and space, and I don't need the Mysterious Classic of Universe Light of Universe Light."

Fushang withdrew his gaze, and without saying much, said goodbye to Goddess Shenyao, and floated away, submerged in endless time.

"Ambush..."

Goddess Shenyang frowned, not knowing what to think.

After a long time, she summoned the contemporary Nuwa of the Huaxu family.

"These days, I blocked the Biluo Palace and offended the sky. After I'm gone, you have to be careful! If something goes wrong, go to the Heavenly Court to seek help from the Spirit of Heavenly Emperor."

Goddess Goddess instructed the Nuwa of the Huaxu family.

"What about the lady?"

The contemporary Nuwa of the Huaxu family is a little worried.

The power of the sky is not inferior to that of the ancient **** king. If there is no goddess Empress, I am afraid that it will be difficult to resist.

"Heavenly Emperor asked me to save the reincarnation and clear the demon atmosphere, so I have to go."

Goddess Shenxiao knew what she was thinking, and said softly, "Although the Heavenly Emperor is not in the heavenly court, his spirit guarding the heavens is enough to shock the heavens, so you don't need to worry too much."

After saying a few words, she descended into the Ziwei Star Field.

Back then, when Fumin established the Six Paths, Houtu opened up the cycle of reincarnation, and Shenxiao was the filthy body that fell off before Houtu became a Taoist god.

"Three thousand incarnations, Naiheqiao, and Mengpo soup..."

Goddess Goddess looked back at the dazzling heaven above the Ziwei star field, floated down, and fell into the three thousand six realms.

As the dirt body of Houtu, no one knows reincarnation better than her, and no one is more suitable than her.

Just after the ambush stepped into the time and space, the Goddess Goddess descended from the Ziwei star field not long after.

In the vast sea of ​​stars, in a shrine that was constantly undulating, a middle-aged **** and demon in a blue shirt was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly his heart moved slightly.

I saw that in the distant starry sky, the void was split open, and the blood continued to flow down like a waterfall, as if the sky was bleeding.

And above the cracked void, a face with no facial features and no appearance of men and women emerged.

"sky!"

The **** and demon were shocked and fell to the ground.

"Bi Luo! Fu wounded and left the heaven, and the goddess also came down to Ziwei... Go to heaven to see Zhong Yue and discuss the sacrifice."

The calm and indifferent voice echoed in the Biluo Palace.

"Heaven" refers to the yearning of countless acquired beings from ancient times to the present. It is the strongest sacrifice to the innate **** in the world, and the sacrifice of all living beings is extremely important to him.

In particular, 100,000 years ago, Fu Min slashed him with a knife, and it was impossible to recover from the sacrifice of the Heavenly Emperor.

"But......."

The demon named Bi Luo hesitated slightly.

When he killed Di Ming in the first battle of Fushang, he was forced out of Emperor Ziwei by Shenhao, and then he suppressed the ten emperors in the first battle of Fushang, which made him horrified.

How dare you go to heaven.

"Seeing Zhongyue, but not seeing any injuries, if there is an accident, I will temporarily retreat."

Tian did not force too much, and his voice was still indifferent.

"Follow the destiny!"

Bi Luo no longer hesitated, bowed slightly, bid farewell to the sky, got up and stepped into the Ziwei star field, heading towards the heaven.

Bi Luo is an emperor-level existence, and her feet are not usually fast.

However, within a few days of the scene, I came to the starry sky millions of miles away from the heaven.

Looking slightly, I saw that in the heavenly court surrounded by endless divine light, there seemed to be a tyrannical emperor's energy spreading, and the boundless light and shadow outlined a towering green lotus.

The green lotus rose from the heaven, nine days high, with branches and leaves swaying, surrounded by stars.

Unspeakable nobleness and arrogance.

"This is?"

Bi Luo hesitated slightly and stopped.

Divine light flashed in his eyes, and under the endless gaze, he saw a middle-aged gentleman in a green shirt playing a game with Zhong Yue in a courtyard behind the Heavenly Court.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, the blue-robed gentleman slowly raised his head, his warm eyes lit up slightly.

Boom!

Even though they were millions of miles away, Bi Luo only felt a shock in her heart, her eyes seemed to be burnt by divine light, and she couldn't help but retreat thousands of miles.

In my heart, I was astonished: Who is this middle-aged man?

In the heavenly court, Zhong Yue pondered for a long time, and the innate change of Tao kept changing. Zhong Yue came up with a game-breaking chess game: "Mr. Qing is very skilled at chess!"

Zhong Yue smiled and set off.

"Little friend Zhong Yue's chess skills are not bad."

Qing Di narrowed his eyes, smiled lightly, and dropped a son, saying, "However, if you want to beat me, it's a little too short."

"Huh!"

Zhong Yue let out a long sigh of relief, only to feel that his brain was heating up, his innate transformation of the Tao had not yet been completed, and his calculations were not as good as the middle-aged man in front of him taking a random step.

Wanting to win is naturally not easy.

However, Zhong Yue doesn't care about winning or losing, and being able to play chess with such an existence is a huge gain in itself.

"Mr. chess skills are unfathomable! I'm afraid no one can beat it!"

Zhong Yue held up the chess piece, his eyes flickered, and he deduced countless possibilities. He only felt that the random move made by Mr. Qing in front of him blocked hundreds of billions of possibilities.

No matter what, it seems that you can only lose.

Helpless, only the abandoned son admits defeat: "I admit defeat."

"That's not true, I haven't defeated the Heavenly Emperor."

Wan Qing put down his chess pieces, remembered something, and smiled dumbly.

"Senior brother's chess skills are so advanced?"

Zhong Yue was very surprised.

"That's not true."

Emperor Qing shook his head: "His chess skills are just average, he goes straight."

"Why is that?"

Zhong Yue was curious.

Wan Qing put away the chessboard with her sleeves down, her eyes drooping down, overlooking the Three Thousand Six Realms, and said softly:

"Without him, Quan Harder!"

Zhong Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At this moment, Yishen will walk quickly, bow and kneel: "Emperor Tai, the list of future emperors has been arranged, and it is now hanging above Nantianmen."

"Yep."

Zhong Yue restrained his expression, got up to say goodbye to Emperor Qing, and was about to step out of the courtyard.

He is very busy, very, very busy.

"Little friend stay."

Emperor Qing called Zhong Yue.

"Mr. Qing, what advice do you have?"

Zhong Yue turned around and bowed.

This middle-aged man named Wan Qing is as gentle as jade and has a noble character, which makes him quite admire.

"The Emperor of Heaven won't return for a short time, and I won't stay for a long time. Within a thousand years, you will be enthroned as Emperor."

Emperor Qing helped Zhong Yue up and said softly.

"Where did senior brother go?"

Zhong Yue's heart trembled.

The world seems to be stable today, but the primordial god-king is immortal, and if the ambush does not show up for a long time, the Qing emperor will also go, and the crisis in the heaven will be imminent.

"The Emperor of Heaven is in time and space, either in the past or in the future."

Emperor Qing said something, "I will take you to become an emperor, and I will leave."

"I see."

Zhong Yue took a deep breath, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Is it easy to become an emperor?

How can an emperor suppress the world?

The purpose of Fushang is to make him a peerless emperor like him, like Fumin.

Only in that way can all dissatisfaction be suppressed.

............

The light and shadow flowed heavily, and the time was like a river flowing under the feet of the injured.

"Time is like water, time and space are like rings, and the time and space of this world have some meaning."

Fushang was wading in the water of time, and many images flashed in his eyes.

Among them are the **** battle of Fuxi, the fall of the Tianyuan Emperor, the struggle of Emperor Ming for status, the slaughter of Fuxi, and the captivity of the human race like cattle and horses......

Going forward, he could see that countless Fuxi tribes shouted "big wind" and fought with gods and demons...... You can see countless Fuxi gods with sad faces, holding their coffins into the ancestral star, and darkness is coming. , Di Ling's recovery.

.........

The old Fumin slashed the sky with one sword, and blood flowed from the thousands of miles of starry sky.... The old Fumin smashed across the sky, the boundless darkness faded, the black emperor vomited blood and flew, and was silent for thousands of years...

In the splendid Divine Dynasty, the valiant and prosperous crown prince glared at the same family: "The big family must have the responsibility of the big family, how can they have the same knowledge as the small family!"

The old Fu Min led his troops to conquer various places, suppressed a great emperor, beheaded a former Taoist friend, and made three thousand six realms...

The ten thousand-year-old Fu Min discovered the secret of the ancient **** king and sighed that his life was not long...

Time goes from back to front, in the long river of time and space, everything that has happened in the past 100,000 years can be seen in Fushang's eyes.

In the end, Fushang paced into a space and time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, Fumin became an emperor, and called on the world's talents to come to discuss and discuss the six realms of reincarnation.

In the majestic and vast divine court, immortal light overflows, and boundless visions illuminate the sky.

Vaguely, Fushang can see the flame of wisdom, the light of the ever-evolving magical powers.

The entire Fuxi Dynasty is about to enter its heyday, and at this time, Fu Min is about to enter his peak, becoming the first emperor throughout the ages!

This is the most glorious time of the Fuxi God Clan, the fire cooking oil, the flowers and the brocade are not enough to describe the situation.

woohoo~~~

Fushang paced out of the void, overlooking the boundless sea of ​​stars, and the vast brilliance of the divine court shone on the Emperor of Heaven.

At this time, the Heavenly Court was not in the Ziwei Star Field, but in the Ancestral Court of Fuxi.

The Emperor Star is the Ancestral Star of Fuxi!

This is Fuxi's most glorious years!

"Fellow Daoist in front, please stay."

As soon as Fushang stepped into the void, he heard a soft whistle.

Looking back, I saw a handsome young man with a high crown, wearing a divine sword on his waist, pacing.

The young man was very handsome, with deep eyes and shining wisdom.

"Xia Xiaoyao, I have seen fellow Daoist!"

The young man bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Is fellow Daoist also going to the Heavenly Emperor Conference?"

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