When Fu Xi preached, he was also measuring the world with his own feet.

Walk through thousands of rivers and mountains, and walk through the red dust.

Everywhere Fu Xi went, the natural textures engraved in the bodies of all things were lit up, clearly showing the world the mysteries of the avenue.

At the same time, he is also reflecting himself with the principles of the laws that are contained in all things.

Even though he has long been at the pinnacle of the world, Fuxi's Taoism is still growing slowly but firmly in this process.

One ancient star after another, one source of life after another, Fuxi has left its own footprints.

Not only the human race, but all the creatures of the race are bathed in its kindness.

In fact, the limitations of the Terrans in the Age of the Absolute Spirit were relatively small.

The vast majority of the human race is weak in their ontology, and almost all of them rely on acquired cultivation.

Even if the source of heaven and earth is cut off, the Terrans can still make tools, build city-states, and find ways to pass the fire of civilization.

And for the demon clan, if you want to light up your spiritual wisdom in the era of absolute spirits, it can almost be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The same is true of many inherently powerful strange races, and the concentration of heaven and earth source qi is no longer enough to support their existence.

The survival and reproduction of the race became a problem.

As a result, most of them had to come to an abrupt end and withdraw from the stage of history.

Of course, there are also some races, in order to continue, have degenerated, and even reduced to brute beasts in the wilderness, no longer sacred.

But in the end, the bloodline continued. One day, the heavens and the earth will change again, and the Great Dao will be popular, and these brute beasts will be the seeds of the revival of the race.

Fu Xi's preaching in the Age of Absolute Spirits and opening up the sacred land of cultivation undoubtedly lit a bright light in the darkness and guided all those who were interested in cultivation to move forward.

At the same time, Nuwa naturally did not fall behind, and she was also firmly practicing her own way.

The universe is vast, and there are countless galaxies.

Although most of these star fields are dead and dull, in general, there are not a few stars or ancient lands that have traces of life.

In mythology, or in the primeval era, many ancient stars had close exchanges with each other, not only saints and others crossing the galaxy, but also countless star gates connected, and the end of the world was close at hand.

But now, even the strongest of a Life Ancient Star would be almost impossible to set foot outside the realm, let alone cross the void.

The records of the depths of the starry sky in ancient history classics have become the only common yearning in the hearts of the monks of this era.

If it is just the source qi cut off, it is enough, but this world is often not peaceful.

Although there is no such destruction and killing as the Providence of Heaven, there is no way to exist, and the heart of heaven is not seen.

Without the suppression of the Great Dao, many ancient places of life often have natural and man-made disasters manifest.

Floods, droughts, pestilences, colds...... It came down from heaven like the wrath of the heavens, to punish all souls.

And the monks of the Absolute Spirit Age are weak, and they are often unable to resist the power of heaven and earth.

Civilization is destroyed, leaving the seeds of hope to rebuild their homes after the catastrophe, and the cycle repeats itself.

Nuwa walked through the heavens and all the domains, and everything she saw in front of her was such a scene.

Mourning is everywhere, and the voice of grief of all souls rushes up to the sky.

It shouldn't be like this—

Nuwa let out a long sigh, but after all, she couldn't help but make a move.

"This is!?"

On the earth, which was almost completely submerged by the flood, all the spirit beings who were hiding everywhere gave birth to a sense at the same time and raised their heads in unison.

I saw that a figure shrouded in brilliant glow flew through the air, sprinkling a bright rain of light.

Soon, the flood receded, and the earth was once again alive and vibrant.

At the sight of the miracle, all the spirits and beings cheered and worshiped on the restored earth.

As the strongest person who has attained enlightenment in an alternative way, Nuwa has incarnated thousands of people and purified all souls.

Such a scene was being staged at the same time in the heavens and ten thousand domains, with many ancient stars and life sources.

Of course, these are only appearances, and the root cause of natural and man-made disasters is the instability of the road.

In order to fundamentally solve this problem, Nuwa's incarnation has traveled to various ancient stars and sources of life to try to promote the revival of the Great Dao here.

The avenue rumbled and roared, and many visions were manifested between heaven and earth, and the legend of "Nuwa mending the sky" was widely spread in the world.

Although it was extremely difficult to promote the recovery of Guxing Avenue due to the collapse of Tianxin Wandao, Nuwa did not hesitate to pay any price, and even lost more than one of her incarnations, but she still succeeded after all.

Infinite heights, chaos is vast, Fuxi and Nuwa reunite.

For thousands of years, the footprints of the two have spread to almost every corner of the human world, preaching all souls and saving the world.

Above the ten thousand red dust, the two stood side by side, overlooking the three thousand worlds.

What you see in front of you is all the revival of the avenue, the source of heaven and earth flowing, and the world is full of vitality and prosperity.

Many Tianjiao have risen and are full of vitality, wanting to get out of their own invincible road.

It's like a golden era is coming.

However, Fu Xi and Nuwa's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the initial starting point of the two of them in this life.

That ancient star has been occupied by the aura of destruction again, the avenue is unstable, the source qi is declining, and there are signs that natural and man-made disasters are about to manifest.

Fu Xi and Nuwa glanced at each other, and then they immediately looked up in unison and looked at the infinite height.

It was empty, there was nothing, only a faint mystical supreme aura circulating.

"Yes, if all roads do not gather, and the heart of heaven is not revealed, what we have done is only in vain after all." Fu Xi sighed.

In fact, despite Fu Xi's extensive preaching in the human world, for thousands of years, no one in this world has cultivated to the advanced realm.

It's not that the monks in this world are not talented, it's just that the higher the cultivation level, the more they need to comprehend the Great Dao.

However, the heart of the Ten Thousand Dao Heavenly Beings is not revealed, and just observing the Dao marks engraved in the mountains and rivers is slightly insufficient after all, and it cannot make the world enter a higher realm.

"The flame of hope is fleeting, and all beings are destined to sink into the sea of misery again?"

According to what I can see in front of me, I am afraid that it will only take a thousand years, and everything that the two have worked hard to change will return to its original place, and the era of absolute spirits will come again.

Nuwa's face was heartfelt and sad, and it was obviously difficult to accept this ending.

The two of them had the same mind, and even set up a divine rainbow, and went straight into the heights, far above the heart of the Ten Thousand Dao Heavens.

This is a strange space filled with the breath of desolation, and it is also the source of the birth of the great world and the breath of destruction.

Even if there is an existence of the Supreme Series, it is difficult to find it without the coordinates of this place.

A majestic figure sat in the center of this realm, dressed in the robe of the Heavenly Venerable Dao in the mythological era, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was practicing enlightenment.

Just sitting there, it seems to connect the past and the present, confusing the illusory reality, and only he is immortal.

And behind him, a snow-white heavenly sword rose and fell, dividing yin and yang, setting off a boundless chaotic tide.

As if sensing the arrival of Fuxi and Nuwa, the man slowly opened his eyes, and the scene of the long river of time rushing and the disillusionment of the universe flashed by:

"What do you feel about this accession to the WTO?"

I'm sorry to wait a little longer. It can be updated a little after 20 o'clock.

(End of chapter)