Chapter 222 Gossips and the Transformation of Human Destiny

"What Xihuang?"

Fuxi smiled and shook his head, then said, "I am Fuxi, the co-leader of the human race. I came to Beiming to discuss something with fellow Taoists."

"What is it?"

Kunpeng still had a cold face. The human race was no longer the race that allowed the demon race to bully them.

The human race today, as strong as Kunpeng, cannot help but take it seriously.

"In recent years, natural disasters have occurred frequently in the prehistoric world, and hundreds of millions of human beings have fallen in natural disasters. I would like to borrow fellow Taoists' Hetu Luoshu for a while. How about returning it immediately after use?"

"Want to borrow Hetu Luoshu?"

Kunpeng smiled grimly, revealing two big white teeth.

"Okay, but if you want Hetu Luoshu, you have to pass my demon master palace first."

Kunpeng said nothing and directly sacrificed the demon master palace, attacking Fuxi with overwhelming force.

Who cares if he is Xihuang or not? If you want to seize Hetu Luoshu, you should ask the demon master palace in his hand first.

The Dao essence roared, and the space trembled slightly. Under this sudden attack, the Dao fruit of an ordinary Daluo Jinxian would be severely damaged in an instant.

But Fuxi was not an ordinary person. He shook his head slightly, united his mind, mobilized the supreme human luck, and blessed him.

In an instant, the aura on his body began to surge!

In an instant, he came to the early stage of Quasi Saint!

Then the middle stage of Quasi Saint!

The late stage of Quasi Saint!

Finally, with a buzzing sound, he came to the great perfection of Quasi Saint!

"Thirty breaths of time are enough!"

With the blessing of human luck, Fuxi seemed to have a Quasi Saint Great Perfection Experience Card.

Although there was only thirty breaths of time, it should not be difficult to suppress Kunpeng, who was in the late stage of Quasi Saint.

No, it should not be said that it was not difficult, it should be said that it was very simple and easy.

"How is this possible!"

Kunpeng looked at the surging aura on Fuxi and was stunned.

The peak of Daluo Jinxian, the peak of Quasi Saint, how can this be played?

Kunpeng could see that Fuxi had reached the quasi-saint great perfection with the help of human luck.

A ray of ruthlessness flashed across Kunpeng's eyes, and the Demon Master Palace in the air whistled, becoming even more fierce.

Before the entire Demon Master Palace flew over, it had already been pressed into the void and countless cracks appeared.

Facing the surging Demon Master Palace, Fuxi's response was only one palm.

With one palm, the sun, moon, and stars seemed to be contained under his palm.

Across billions of spaces, it slapped the Demon Master Palace.

"Boom!!"

The Demon Master Palace made a huge roar and flew back at a faster speed than when it came.

Then Fuxi stretched out his big hand and grabbed Kunpeng directly.

"Escape!"

Kunpeng said nothing, sacrificed the Demon Master Palace, and fled directly to the distance.

Kunpeng, in the sea is Kun, in the sky is Peng, amphibious in the air and water, with unparalleled speed.

But no matter how powerful Sun Wukong's somersault cloud is, he can't escape the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha.

Fuxi's big hand, like the Five Finger Mountain, enveloped Kunpeng.

No matter how Kunpeng struggled, it was useless, and he could only be trapped in Fuxi's palm.

Fuxi stretched out his other hand, took the River Map and Luoshu, and then waved his palm and threw Kunpeng out.

The man had already rolled several times in mid-air, and was very embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I'm sorry."

Fuxi left a word, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and left Beiming.

"Damn, Fuxi of the human race! ! Emperor Xi of the demon race!!"

Kunpeng cursed on the spot, but it was useless.

Honghuang is a world where the weak are preyed on by the strong. It is normal for the River Map and Luoshu to be robbed when you are not as skilled as others.

Just like when he took the River Map and Luoshu from the hands of the demon emperor during the war between the witches and demons.

But soon, Kunpeng's expression eased, thinking of something, and his expression became better.

Fuxi said that he came to borrow the River Map and Luoshu, and he should return it to him after using it, right?

With the only remaining glimmer of hope, Kunpeng dived back into the depths of the North Sea.

On the other side, Fuxi lost the blessing of human luck, and his aura fell to the bottom.

"This Kunpeng is really difficult to deal with. If I dawdle for a while, I'm afraid he will be exposed."

Thousands of miles away from the North Sea, Fuxi's aura fell layer by layer, and he returned to the perfection of the Golden Immortal.

He was panting, and it was obvious that the battle seemed easy, but he was still very tired.

He played with the River Map and Luoshu in his hand, and was instantly full of confidence, and then flew to the Huaxu tribe.

Soon, Fuxi returned to the Huaxu tribe, holding the River Map and Luoshu, and began to study day and night.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years passed. One day, Fuxi sat under a big tree, closed his eyes and thought hard.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and felt suddenly enlightened.

"Qian represents heaven, Kun represents earth, Xun represents wind, Zhen represents thunder, Kan represents water, Li represents fire, Gen represents mountain, and Dui represents marsh. From now on, the Eight Trigrams are complete!"

Fuxi laughed loudly. The River Map and Luoshu contain the supreme mystery of heaven.

A powerful person can deduce the cause and effect of all things in time and space by activating the River Map and Luoshu.

However, the innate great power has such ability, but ordinary cultivators do not.

So Fuxi comprehended the innate Eight Trigrams by comprehending the River Map and Luoshu!

Each trigram represents a certain thing. It is a tool for deducing the relationship between various things in the world, space and time.

The Eight Trigrams are like eight infinite and invisible big pockets, which contain everything in the universe without any mistakes.

If the Eight Trigrams cannot be deduced, they can be matched with each other, and the Eight Trigrams can be turned into sixty-four Trigrams, which can be further deduced.

Even mortals, if they learn this method to a high level, can also predict natural disasters and weather, and it has infinite uses.

After Fuxi deduced the Eight Trigrams, he immediately found a group of human race and taught them.

As expected, with this method, the prediction of weather and natural disasters greatly reduced the casualties of the tribe.

So Fuxi began to gradually promote it to the entire human race.

Another ten years later, the mystery of the Eight Trigrams gradually became known to countless human races.

At this moment, the supreme human luck rolled on Fuxi's body, and a golden dragon of ten thousand feet kept circling above the Huaxu tribe.

"Ang!"

The sound of the dragon's roar sounded, like a stone breaking the sky, piercing the clouds and splitting the rocks.

Under the sound of the dragon's roar, the human luck suddenly changed, transformed into the luck of the human emperor, and then fell above the nine heavens!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Fuxi's whole body was lifted up uncontrollably, under the impact of the almost boiling luck.

Suddenly crossed the bottleneck of the Daluo Jinxian and proved the quasi-sage.

At the same time, memories were rolling in his mind, and the memories of his previous life as the innate great power Fuxi reappeared one by one.

"The calamity of the witches and liches. The rise of the human race, the human race Fuxi."

Fuxi's eyes were full of vicissitudes. It was not long since the battle of witches and liches.

But it seemed that he had experienced several Yuanhui, and countless memories emerged in his mind, playing like a slide show.

"When the demons slaughtered people, I failed to stop them. I didn't expect that now, by chance, I would become the emperor of the human race."

Fuxi shook his head and smiled bitterly. When he was about to return to the ancestral land of the human race, he suddenly felt hot. He hurriedly checked and found that it was the River Map and Luoshu.

"Back then, I was the emperor of the demon race. After all, there was a cause and effect between me and the demon race. This River Map and Luoshu should be returned to its original owner."

Fuxi stayed in the Huaxu tribe for another month, and chose a Taiyi monk with excellent character and virtue to serve as the co-leader.

Without hesitation, he flew up and rushed to the northern land of the prehistoric world.