Chen Duzhi Zheng

Fu Xi is a little helpless now, in the recent period of time, the disaster is getting more and more split, the human race has suffered more losses, the way to make the human race avoid losses, Fu Xi still has no way, he prayed in the clan hall Lao Tzu, Nuwa and Hao, only Lao Tzu appeared among the three, when he asked about the solution, Lao Tzu said: "The time has not come, the number is natural, you wait first!"

Fuxi has no choice, people are too superior, let yourself wait, then just wait!

Fu Xi is in a bad mood now, so he came to Luoshui to prepare to relax, looking at the clear river and turbulence of Luoshui, he couldn't imagine that water can cause losses to the human race, he leaned over, plucked the river water with his hand, scooped up the zero water with his hand, held it in his hand, took a sip, and then shook his hand, drank a sip of sweet water, and did not disperse the mood of the robe, but was more irritable, he walked in the direction of the upper reaches of Luoshui, and came to a clearing, Fu Xi sat on the ground, looking at the scenery in the distance.

It's also strange to come, Fu Xi observed the distant mountain vista, the pattern seemed to form a peculiar pattern, Fu Xi looked at it carefully, there seemed to be some inspiration in his mind, picked up a thing at hand, and drew it on the land according to the inspiration in his mind, and a strange and strange symbol and figure appeared, which was extremely mysterious.

Drawing and drawing, the movements of Fu Xi's subordinates sped up, and some of the patterns drawn were also a little messy, Fu Xi was a little confused, he looked and looked, painted and painted, and thought for a long time, "What are the shortcomings?" Fu Xi couldn't help but ponder.

Just when Fu Xi was thinking, Luo Shui suddenly began to boil, Fu Xi was attracted to it, looking at Luo Shui's situation, Fu Xi thought, "What is there to do with another disaster?" and wanted to go backwards, after all, Fu Xi is now a mortal, a mortal in the flesh, just when Fu Xi wants to go backwards.

Luo Shui split from the middle, and a horse with two wings, extremely white and a strange and extraordinary turtle with a green streamer each rose with a book and a picture.

After that, Shenma and Shengui went ashore and put Hetu Luoshu down to Fuxi's side, and then walked into Luoshui Zheng again

Looking at the two things in front of him, Fu Xi knew that this was not an ordinary thing, could this be the fate of the sect leader?

That's right, Nuwa, who came in a hurry from the North Stygian Sea, knew that Fu Wei had a critical moment, and when Nuwa arrived, she happened to see Fu Xi's contemplation on Luoshui, and then saw the messy patterns on the ground, believing that her brother had failed, and then Nuwa had a map of the negative river of Longma, and the book of the Divine Turtle negative Luo to give treasure to Fuxi.

At this time, Fu Xi didn't know what this thing in front of him could do, but he knew that this must be of great use to himself.

He built the two treasures on the Lin, just when Fu Xi first picked it up.

Looking at the pattern, Fu Xi was shocked, isn't it similar to the pattern he thought of? There are even some places that are better than his own, and the graphics gathered together are the "Bagua Diagram" that was handed down later, in which the Bagua can officially predict the basic graphics of disasters and man-made disasters, and the key lies in the key points.

With the inspiration of the treasure, Fu Xi began to deduce again.

A series of mysterious divine patterns appeared beside Fu Xi, and the streamers merged into a pattern, intertwined and fused, broken and destroyed, divided and merged, and gradually a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram shrouded Fu Xi, Fu Xi's body and spirit were completely integrated into it, and he no longer cared about everything outside, but was immersed in the world Zheng that he comprehended wholeheartedly

This intention still attracted the people of the human race, but Nuwa knew that Fuxi had realized a state at this time and could not be disturbed by external objects, so Nuwa waved her hand directly to isolate the human race from it, and everyone saw that they could not come, knowing that there were gods or masters protecting Fuxi, so the human race no longer made trouble, and there were even people who volunteered to protect Fuxi.

Because Fuxi's prestige is very high, the people love him very much, and they are willing to protect Fuxi.

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............................. Sixty-four

Under the gaze of countless human races, the huge gossip figure covered with the robe became more and more substantial, but Fu Xi did not have the slightest meaning, until sixty-four, the gossip array contained huge energy, and the incomparable momentum spread to the surroundings, becoming more and more powerful.

At this time, Fu Xi had already mastered all the things he should understand, knew the reason, knew the number, and knew the time.

Later, Fu Xi had already mastered the principle of gossip, and the gossip patterns became more and more serious, until finally, he turned into a black gossip robe and wore it on Fu Xi's body.

At this moment, the purple qi in the sky came three thousand miles east, the golden lotus blossomed, and the scene of the woman scattering flowers appeared, and everyone knew that a saint was coming, and then a woman in a palace appeared in the air, which was Nuwa.

I only heard Nuwa say: "Fuxi, you were originally the Emperor of my demon clan, my elder brother, you were seriously injured in the war, I threw your soul into reincarnation, and now the human race has made a complete merit!

Then Nuwa sent a mana to Fu Xi, and the mana reached Fu Xi's body, but she saw a flash of brilliance, and when everyone looked at Fu Xi again, they saw that their appearance and skills were all quasi-saint late stage Taoism, and they also recovered their previous memories.

Fu Xi looked at Nuwa in the sky and said, "Sister!", and sighed again, I can't go back! I really can't go back! I am no longer a member of the demon clan.

Now that Fu Xi has already attained the position of the Taoist Emperor, he will experience the punishment of thunder.

Looking at the thunderclouds above, Fu Xi had already prepared a posture to deal with the thunderstorm.

"Click"

The thundercloud that had been accumulated for a long time resolutely split a bunch of thunder gossip diagrams that had already been ready to be continued, and as soon as they were attacked, they would defend themselves, and no matter how the thunder cleaved, there was no way to break it.

The sky has already sent down sixty-three thunder tribulations, and the last thunder punishment is still condensing, this thunder is the Zixiao Divine Thunder, and the thunder suddenly slashed down at Fu Xi with a trace of purple streamer, but the gossip is a turtle shell, plus Fu Xi's cultivation is a great advance, it is more than enough to deal with the thunder tribulation.

This gossip defense, if it is really unparalleled defense, basically in addition to a few well-known defensive magic weapons in the wilderness, but also in the hands of the saints, in addition, it is basically the gossip has no solution, see the wonderful use.

The thunderclouds have finished acting, they dispersed, and the clear sky of the past was restored, and the human race on the ground had already cheered for Fu Xi, and Fu Xi was also integrated into the united mental state of the human race, and enjoyed with the people!

Now that he has preached, according to the instructions of the Dao, he will leave the Terran Race in the near future and go to the Huoyun Cave to sit in the town, so the next thing is to choose a new Human Emperor for the Terran Race!

"Brother!"

Hearing someone calling for himself, Fu Xi turned around.