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A sigh sounded, followed by a surge of wind and clouds.

A volume of river charts, a volume of Luoshu, on which are criss-crossed countless stars, they are rotating rapidly, deducing the origin of heaven and earth in the past, deducing the development of things now, and deducing the future of the flood famine.

In the first scene, the void presents a misty chaos, there is nothing, there is no heaven and earth, and there is no so-called chaos demon god, this is a dead land, and the silence is terrible.

Then there was a sudden inexplicable sound in the chaos, and then the birth of the Chaos Demon God, the birth of Pangu, the opening of the world, the dispute between the three clans, the battle between the demons, the dispute between the lich, and now when the five clans are in turmoil and the lich is reborn, all the past flashes one by one in this picture.

Then, with a change, the second scene began, which is a deduction of today's events, but this picture is bright red, yes, blood, it is the desolate heaven and earth weeping and weeping, this is the heaven and earth crying and wailing.

Why? Why is this so? Why is heaven and earth weeping here, is it so unbearable that the desolation is now? Let heaven and earth wail and grieve.

When all the people saw this second picture, they fell into deep thought, the great powers of the desolation fell into endless doubts, and the Taishang Yuan Shi, who knew the secret of the inner story, was even more silent, they understood the reason why the heavens and the earth wept, but they couldn't say it, and they didn't dare to say it.

After that, the picture scroll of the future also unfolded, and I saw that what was reflected in the picture scroll was the awe-inspiring heavenly court, but there was only a broken South Heavenly Gate standing there, and there was no longer today's monk, and it was extremely desolate.

What about immortals, demons, and people?

No, there was nothing, and all that was left was a broken wall of Nantianmen.

The three picture scrolls unfold one by one, showing the past, present, and future of the desolate world, which can be said to have benefited countless creatures in the desolate world a lot, pointing out a direction.

They tell everyone that the flood famine in the past does not exist, it is a misty chaos, the current flood famine exists, but it is bloody, and the flood famine in the future does not know too much, but it can be seen that it is a barrenness.

In such a desolate world, how can you not let the desolate world shed tears and blood, cry and wail bitterly?

Countless creatures in the wilderness were stunned to see the changes in these images, most of them felt discouraged, decadent and uneasy, and they realized at this time that no matter what, no matter how endless their longevity was, what was waiting for them was the end after all.

"Listen to Fu Xi's words, struggling in the flood famine, that is, waiting for the end, there is no way out!"

Fu Xi stepped out of the formation set by Nuwa Niangniang, floating in the void, facing the sea breeze, his voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, waking up the depressed and restless beings, he said: "Where is the way out for all beings?"

Yes, when the flood will come to an end, where is the way out for all beings?

Everyone was waiting for Fu Xi to give an answer, their eyes were full of hope, but God was working against all beings!

"Boom!"

Shocking the world, a thunder of the weeping ghosts and gods exploded in the ears, frightening countless living beings, it was like the roar of the heavens, warning all beings not to listen to Fu Xi's rhetoric, warning Fu Xi not to confuse all living beings.

"Whoa!"

A purple lightning bolt also suddenly lit up in the sky, and it was like an electric snake, showing off its might in front of Fu Xi, warning him not to talk nonsense.

But Fu Xi was not afraid, his face was calm and unwavering, he did not pretend to be a threat to God, he looked up at the gloomy God with provocative eyes, looked at the angry God, he smiled, and was about to say something, at this time, he heard a call from someone.

"Master!"

Lizhu looked up at Fu Xi, there was a huge panic in his heart, he felt that something was wrong with Fu Xi at this time, and even had the will to die, he couldn't help but call out loudly, wanting to stop Fu Xi.

But Fu Xi only glanced at him, saw through Lizhu's future and present, and then waved his hand and said: "Lizhu, go back, Fuxi is the demon Fuxi, and it is also the human Fuxi, and Fuxi is always Fuxi." ”

After a pause, he raised his head again, looked up at the angry God, his eyes revealed a firmness, an unyielding, he said: "The person hiding behind, no matter who you are, whether it is the way of heaven or man, since you don't allow me to be Fuxi, what can you do with me?"

"Boom!"

The provocative words angered the heavens more and more, but the thunder that shook the world could not threaten Fu Xi in front of him, he laughed: "Today Fu Xi exposed your true face, are you angry?"

Fu Xi was like crazy, and then scolded the heavens and the earth with his fingers, and said: "The saint is an ant below the mixed element, and you and I are the same as the Emperor of Heaven, what is an ant?"

"Heaven and earth take all living beings and all things as dogs, Taoist ancestors as dogs, and you and I as dogs, what's the difference?"

"Misty Chaos is respected by Pangu, but why did Pangu open up the world, why did he open up this bloody desolate world?"

Fu Xi was screaming, crazy and thorough, his laughter spread throughout the wilderness, and every question he asked made countless beings ask themselves: yes, what are the answers to these questions?

No one answered Fu Xi, neither did God, Fu Xi returned to normal, he muttered to himself, as if asking God: "Are you Hongjun or Pangu?"

This time there was no thunder and lightning, only a hand came directly down from the sky, grabbed Fu Xi in the palm of his hand, and then quickly retracted to the sky and disappeared.

Then, the East China Sea calmed down!

But Fu Xi's last muttering to himself Ordinary creatures may not have heard it, but the power of the desolation was heard clearly: Are you Hongjun or Pangu?

This question is so shocking, so terrifying!

Isn't the so-called Heavenly Dao a rule, not unconscious?

Could it be that our lives, experiences, cultivations, and everything else are artificially manipulated?

Don't......

All the questions came to their minds, all the great powers were extremely uneasy and frightened, they didn't understand what Fu Xi's last question meant, they wanted to know the way out of the desolate creatures that Fu Xi didn't say, where was the way out?

But Fu Xi was grabbed by a hand that suddenly fell from the sky and disappeared without a trace!

"Master!"

Lizhu watched Fu Xi disappear in front of him, and was taken away by someone who didn't know him, the anxiety and grief in his heart were indescribable, crying, but no one answered, only he was here grief-stricken, and there was no one who was floating in the air and no one collected the two treasures of Hetuluoshu.

After a while, when Lizhu calmed down, Lu Jian had already accepted the Hetuluo book, he looked at Lizhu, feeling the hidden golden crow origin on Lizhu's body, he asked, "Are you a disciple of Fuxi?"

"Yes!"

"Then come with me, you and I have the same thing, maybe this thing may make you stronger and stronger, and it may also make you find the vanished Fuxi. ”

Hearing this, Lizhu only hesitated slightly, then nodded, and then followed Lu Jian and his party back to Heavenly Court.

The heavens and the earth are quiet, and Fu Xi has disappeared, but what Fu Xi said is destined to set off stormy waves in the flood famine! And the battle is still going on, and the bloodshed of the flood is still continuing!

ps: This chapter is a bit abrupt, but Fu Xi, a person who sees through the future, is destined to not tolerate those who are on top, I hope readers can understand.

(To be continued.) )