Fuxi used what was available, breaking off tree branches and carving them on the ground according to the patterns on the tortoise shell.
Every stroke of the pen contains boundless wisdom.
As he continued to depict, the atmosphere around him began to change. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and images of flowers, trees, the sun, the moon, mountains, and rivers constantly appeared in his mind.
When Fuxi stopped what he was doing, he had already created the initial prototype of the Eight Trigrams.
From then on, the Fengyan Tribe had methods for finding directions and predicting the weather.
And Fuxi, on his journey of exploring the Great Dao, also took a crucial step.
That mysterious tremor dissipated, as if he had found some kind of answer in the darkness.
Suiren Shi was in the air, saw this scene and was very satisfied.
He slowly descended from the clouds and came before Fuxi.
Fuxi raised his head and looked at the person radiating peaceful light before him, his eyes filled with reverence.
Although he didn't know who the person in front of him was, he felt a strange sense of closeness to him.
Suiren Shi smiled and said, "You created the Eight Trigrams, showing extraordinary wisdom. I am Suiren Shi, and I wish to take you as my disciple and impart to you even more profound Daoist teachings. Are you willing?"
Although Fuxi did not recognize the person before him, how could he not know the name of the ancestor of the human race?
Upon hearing this, Fuxi was overjoyed and immediately knelt down, saying, "This disciple is willing! This disciple is willing!"
Suiren Shi gently helped Fuxi up. "Alright, since you have accepted me as your master, I will teach you with all my heart. Now that you are my disciple, I will let you know the essence of my human race."
Then, Suiren Shi led Fuxi onto an auspicious cloud. The cloud soared into the sky and flew away into the distance.
Along the way, Suiren Shi began to teach Fuxi some simple mental techniques and formulas. Fuxi was extremely perceptive and quickly memorized them.
They flew over towering mountains and crossed surging rivers, and every scene they encountered was transformed into knowledge that was absorbed into Fuxi's heart.
Suiren Shi took Fuxi and deliberately flew over many tribes so that Fuxi would understand the differences between tribes.
Only through stark contrasts can we learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses, thus rapidly developing our own tribe.
Before long, they arrived at the Human Ancestral Land.
Two towering statues stood in the air, reaching into the clouds.
"This is the Holy Father of the Human Race, the Six-Eared Macaque Daoist Lord; this is the Holy Mother of the Human Race, the Nuwa!"
Upon hearing Suiren Shi's introduction, Fuxi bowed deeply to the statue of the Six-Eared Macaque.
Just as he was about to worship the statue of Nuwa, Suiren Shi stopped him.
Fuxi looked at Suiren Shi with a surprised expression.
You will understand in time!
Passing through the statue, Suiren Shi led Fuxi towards the Human Ancestral Land, a place of peace and prosperity.
The spring flows gently, and exotic flowers and herbs abound, surrounded by an auspicious atmosphere.
Suiren Shi, accompanied by Fuxi, landed in front of an ancient and simple palace.
"This is the Human Clan Inheritance Land, containing countless treasures and secret manuals of Daoist arts."
Upon entering the main hall, Fuxi saw that the walls were covered with ancient runes and patterns, gleaming with the light of wisdom.
Suiren Shi stood in the center, his hands forming a mudra, and a gate of light appeared.
"Go in, the opportunities inside depend on your own destiny."
Fuxi took a deep breath and stepped into the gate of light.
Inside the door was a separate space where various mythical beast phantoms danced, and books shimmering with Star Power floated in mid-air.
Fuxi immersed himself in it, constantly absorbing knowledge.
When he touched a book that exuded an aura of Hundun, the surrounding scene changed abruptly.
He found himself in the ancient times, amidst the struggles of humankind for survival, witnessing how his ancestors overcame difficulties step by step to create civilization.
By the time he came to his senses from his realization, seven days and seven nights had passed.
He stepped out of the light gate, Suiren Shi nodded with satisfaction, "It seems you have gained a lot. You must contribute to the prosperity of the human race in the future."
Fuxi firmly clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "This disciple will certainly not fail in his master's kindness."
Suiren Shi smiled and nodded, "Very good. Go back and lead the tribe to develop well, and don't neglect your own cultivation."
"Yes, Master, your disciple will certainly not fail your expectations!"
Fuxi felt a sudden darkness descend upon him and returned to the Fengyan Tribe.
After returning to his tribe, Fuxi worked hard and put into practice the knowledge he had learned from the Human Ancestral Land.
He taught his people to distinguish the changing seasons to facilitate farming; he guided them to observe celestial phenomena and predict wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.
However, strange noises often emanated from the mountains and forests near the tribe, and many tribesmen who went to investigate never returned.
Fuxi was worried and decided to investigate personally.
He ventured deep into the mountains and forests, where he discovered a dark and malevolent aura growing and spreading.
This evil aura seemed to possess sentience; sensing Fuxi's arrival, it transformed into a gigantic demonic shadow and pounced upon him.
Fuxi was not afraid and used the magic he had learned in the ancestral land to fight back.
He formed hand seals, and golden light emanated from his body, transforming into runes that rushed towards the demonic shadow.
Although the demonic shadow was powerful, Fuxi gradually gained the upper hand with his extraordinary wisdom and powerful magic.
Finally, Fuxi roared and completely dispelled the demonic shadow.
This incident made Fuxi realize even more the importance of protecting the tribe's safety and improving his own strength.
So he intensified his training of his people to defend against foreign enemies, while he secluded himself to cultivate more profound Daoist arts.
It turns out that the dark and evil energy was just a weed transformed by the Eastern Duke.
At this time, the Eastern Duke was already a powerful figure at the fourth level of the Saint Realm.
However, although Eastern Duke possessed the strength of a fourth-level sage, he was merely a puppet in Hongjun's hands, subject to Hongjun's manipulation.
Fuxi was, after all, the former Demon Clan Emperor Xi Eastern Duke. Dongwanggong's actions were to test whether Fuxi still had any memories.
If Fuxi had his memories, he could use the former Demon Clan as a pretext to disrupt the plans of humanity.
Unfortunately, in this life, Fuxi was just an ordinary human. As a result, the Eastern Duke could not touch Fuxi, because if he made any move, the Human Ancestral Land would detect it immediately.
At the same time that Eastern Duke miscalculated, Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin and Zhunti, and Haotian also gathered in the Purple Cloud Palace.
"Teacher, didn't you say before that when the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Three Human Emperors were born, we could discipline them separately and collect the human race's Qi Wu? How come we haven't received anything now that the Human Emperor has been born?"
Yuanshi looked at Hongjun and voiced the question that had been on his mind. He was still planning to accumulate merit for his disciples in exchange for Qi Wu.
Hongjun ignored Yuanshi and simply closed his eyes to rest.
Zhunti was overjoyed to see Yuanshi suffer a setback.
The current Zhunti is not so afraid of Laozi and Yuanshi.
Three Purities has become a veritable Two Pure Ones.
Zhunti looked at Yuanshi with a forced smile:
"Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi, please don't make things difficult for our teacher. Didn't you see how powerful Dao Venerable that day? Why bring up something you don't want to talk about?"
Yuanshi's expression changed; he wouldn't switch to Zhunti.
"Shut up! If that's the case, then the entire human race is under Nuwa's control. Does that mean we saints are just decorations?"
Zhunti of getting angry, Zhunti laughed and looked at Yuanshi: "So, Yuanshi Brother Yuanshi already has a plan?"