The next day, after Fu Xi had arranged for his people, he arrived at the bank of the Luoshui River at a moment before noon, and he looked behind him, and the courtyard in front of the wooden house was empty, as if there was no one.

Where have all the people gone? His master can't have forgotten, right?

Just when he was confused, he suddenly heard the sound of water, the sound was not loud or small, Fu Xi, who had been accustomed to seeing strange events since he was born, turned around and looked at the river very calmly.

This section of the river was slow, but now it became urgent, and gradually, a whirlpool appeared in the water, bigger and bigger, more and more urgent.

There was a "bang", and a big turtle appeared on the surface of the river and slowly swam towards Fuxi.

Fu Xi was only slightly taken aback, and after not feeling any danger, he also took two steps forward to greet him.

The turtle swam in front of him, and he realized that it was carrying a book on its back.

Fu Xi asked suspiciously, "This book was given to me?"

The big turtle nodded, Fu Xi reached out to take it, he didn't have time to look at it in his hand, the sound of water next to him made a noise again, and when he looked closely, the big turtle disappeared directly.

However, Fu Xi was completely attracted by this book at the moment, and after thanking the river, he directly sat cross-legged and opened the book.

This opening is extraordinary. The surrounding scenery disappeared, and the stars shone brightly in the black space.

The Hetu Luo Book contains the way of infinite changes in heaven and earth, even its original owner, Di Jun, can't study it thoroughly for a while, let alone Fu Xi?

But he didn't give up, but competed with this river Tuluoshu, while managing the tribe, while studying the Luoshu river map.

Finally, ten years later, Fu Xi understood the changes of the stars in the Hetu Luo book, and then looked up at the sky and looked down on the earth, and used it as a hexagram map of dry, exchange, separation, earthquake, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun, which was called the gossip map, and explained the evolution law and human order of all things in heaven and earth with yin and yang gossip.

Fu Xi created the gossip to represent the eight natural phenomena of heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain, and Ze to expound the principle of all things, calculate the heavenly opportunity, and seek good fortune and avoid evil.

Fu Xi relied on the gossip map to lead the people to avoid natural disasters and land disasters again and again. Since then, the wind and rain have been smooth, fewer and fewer clansmen have died in natural disasters, and more and more tribes have heard Fuxi's move to raise their clans to vote, and suddenly the Huaxu tribe has grown incomparably stronger, and has become the trend of winning the world, and the sainthood of Fuxi has also spread throughout the entire human race.

At this time, Fu Xi's cultivation had reached the level of Golden Immortal cultivation, and at the moment when everyone in the world called him Emperor Xi, all his memories returned.

With this return, Fu Xi's first reaction was not to hurry back to the sky, but to run to the small wooden house on the bank of the Luoshui River.

When he had no memory, he didn't expect that as soon as this memory was restored, he almost didn't die of fright, thinking of the person who lived in the wooden house.

Tao Tianjun has actually lived in his tribe for sixty years, he passes by there every day, and he has never gone in to meet him, what if Tianjun is angry and hates him?

Tao Bao himself didn't know that he was such a stingy ghost in the eyes of others, but Fu Xi couldn't see her at the moment.

Hurriedly ran to the bank of the Luoshui River, Fu Xi was horrified to find that the cabin was gone, this is just a big deal, could it be that it was all his hallucinations before?

Fu Xi was puzzled, a little panicked in his heart, maybe Tianjun was really angry and didn't want to see him?

Thinking of these messy things, Fu Xi didn't have the joy of recovering his memory at all.

But he didn't have joy, his people did. Everyone recognizes him as Emperor Xi, so the enthronement ceremony is naturally indispensable.

In the spring of the 53rd year of the Xihuang calendar, on the high platform built of loess, there are tributes such as wild boars and bison, and there is an incense burner made of pottery, and a branch that can smoke and exude fragrance is lit in the furnace.

Amid the cheers of the clansmen, Fu Xi stepped onto the high platform. As soon as he stopped on the high platform, a voice of supreme majesty was heard in the air, proclaiming:

"Fuxi governs the human race to the supreme public, and enjoys the love and worship of the human race. For 60 years, he has helped the human race to break away from barbarism and become enlightened. The Taiqing Saint, the leader of the Sect of the Present People, specially named Fu Xi as the Emperor of the Human Race, will enjoy the eternal luck of the Human Race in the future!"

The words fell, the fairy sound above the nine heavens was shaking, and in the glow, a chariot pulled by nine nine-clawed golden dragons suddenly flew towards Fuxi. Next to the dragon chariot, there was also a young Taoist dressed in a cyan Taoist robe and holding a yellow list.

He shook off the emperor's list and said: "Emperor Fuxi, I am a human sect of Xuandu, and now I am specially ordered by the Taiqing sage to come to be enshrined as the emperor." ”

Jiulong pulled the dragon chair and stopped beside Fu Xi steadily, Xuandu saluted Fu Xi, and then said to Fu Xi respectfully:

"Fuxi Command!"

How to say that it was all a master and apprentice before, although he has now recovered his memory, Fu Xi still did not receive the full gift of Xuandu, and avoided it slightly, so he smiled and took the yellow list in Xuandu's hand.

At the moment when he took over the yellow list, he saw nine colorful phoenixes flying from all over the Three Realms, surrounding the Huaxu tribe and singing endlessly. Immediately, I saw a huge merit descending from the sky and coming towards Fuxi.

The merit is reduced halfway, and one is three. Among them, seventy percent continued to go towards Fuxi, two percent kept changing in the sky, obviously giving birth to a treasure, and the last one flew to Xuandu Cave, which should be meritorious for the emperor's teacher.

"Congratulations to Emperor Fuxi for succeeding in the Dao Fruit and attaining the Emperor's Fruit!" Xuandu congratulated with a light smile, raised his hand and asked:

"Niangniang and the others have already set up a banquet in the Wa Palace and waited, and I hope that Emperor Xi will arrange mortal affairs to go to the banquet as soon as possible. ”

Hearing Xuandu's words, Fu Xi was also excited in his heart, raised his hand and signaled Xuandu to wait, looked at the people kneeling down and bowed, and said loudly:

"Wen Jiang surnamed tribe Shennong clan has great virtue, now I have the fruit position to ascend to the immortal position, the position of the emperor will be passed to the Shennong clan, Wanger and others will assist with all their hearts!"

After that, under the reluctant gaze of all the people, he left the mortal world with Xuandu in the Nine Dragons Golden Chariot and went to the banquet happily.

On the coast of the East China Sea, in the Jiang tribe, next to a thatched hut that is being built.

Tao Bao sat on a boulder on the ground, holding a coconut in his hand, inserting the rhizome of a certain hollow plant into the coconut, watching the sunset, drinking coconut water, and living a happy life.

But compared to her leisurely and easy, the unicorn and the Turtle Spirit Mother behind her, who were struggling to build a thatched hut, didn't feel at ease at all.

Qilin turned into a strong young man, his upper body was naked, and there was only a straw skirt around his body, and he had always been tightly wrapped for the first time when he was dressed so unrestrainedly, and his heart was broken.

He always felt that walking around, what could this broken grass skirt stop? The greater the range of movements, it was a burst of spring, causing the women of the tribe to scream incessantly, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to jump into the East China Sea.

Save yourself from being seen as a joke.

However, seeing that the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was not much better than himself in a straw skirt bikini, and even the Heavenly Monarch himself was only wearing linen clothes, his heart was a little balanced.