"Cobweb?"
Fuxi looked strange.
Laozi didn't pay attention, but instead summed up the tool-making method that he had calculated and understood before, which was beneficial to Human Race's hunting, and named it "Fishing Net".
He didn't know that Hong Yun behind him was holding back his smile and was shaking all over.
On the contrary, after Nuwa heard what Laozi said, he secretly felt a little admiration in his heart.
I just feel that the reincarnation of my Elder Brother is not wrong. If this "Fishing Net" is produced, I am afraid that I can get a lot of Merit.
"How about it, little friend, is this crude way of doing things still acceptable to my eyes?"
Laozi smiled slightly, his dim old eyes were full of confidence. This was something he wasted his time in practicing and it took him more than five hundred years to realize this.
It's a pity that he was disappointed.
Fuxi not only did not show shock or even surprise, but instead scratched his head.
After a long time, he hesitated and said, "Grand Pure Saint, what you said is indeed very crude."
Laozi: "..."
The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he pointed at Fuxi in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"You bastard, the method of making 'Fishing Net' that I have worked so hard to understand, you actually find it crude?"
However, the word "crude" came from Laozi himself, and he could not refute it.
For a moment, he felt suffocated.
It was originally just a self-effacing statement, but who knew that this damn kid in front of me didn't play according to the routine.
Seeing that Laozi seemed to be a little red and warm, Fuxi took out something from the Storage Ring finger given to him by his grandfather Fenggun Tribe leader.
"Grand Pure Saint Don't misunderstand me. Fuxi just said that your method of making 'Fishing Net' was crude. I didn't mean to humiliate you."
Laozi was no longer interested in listening to Fuxi's explanation. He was staring at the thing in Fuxi's hand.
The clean, brand-new, and even delicately made mesh tool looked crystal clear under the sunlight that filtered through the gaps in the forest.
"This..."
Laozi hesitated, Fuxi nodded slightly.
"It's exactly Fishing Net, Grand Pure Saint. This 'Fishing Net' was actually produced and put into use by our Fenggun Tribe a year ago, and it has been completely perfected now."
"The method you mentioned is indeed crude in comparison!"
Laozi's heart trembled, always feeling like he was enveloped by an invisible shadow.
"Who is it? Who created 'Fishing Net' before Pindao?"
Laozi felt sad and helpless, and had to admit the fact that he had been intercepted.
He suddenly understood somewhat how depressed and aggrieved Tongtian was when he returned to Kunlun Mountain to accuse Hong Yun.
"Fuxi, little friend, I dare to ask who taught you this 'Fishing Net' method."
"This method was recorded in a book that Fuxi got by chance."
Fuxi said with reverence on his face.
Laozi didn't hesitate to ask questions when he saw this. After all, this was Fuxi's adventure.
"I wonder if Grand Pure Saint has anything else to teach me?"
Fuxi then asked again.
Laozi felt nervous, but thinking about the preparations he had made over the years, he was still confident.
He took a deep breath and added, "I wonder if little Fuxi likes to observe astronomical phenomena? Do you know that Primordial Wilderness has seasons according to the climate? Do you have any idea about the time?"
After Fuxi heard this, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
What did you think, that's it?
Laozi's heart skipped a beat, no way, do you understand this?
You must know that it took him five thousand years to fully realize this. How could you Fuxi understand it?
What Fuxi said next made Laozi almost want to vomit blood.
"Grand Pure Saint wants to say Four Seasons Division, right? As early as a year ago, we Fenggun Tribe had already used it."
"In addition, we also divided it into twenty and forty solar terms and formulated Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches Calendar to provide time reference for the tribe."
"Don't mention Fenggun Tribe, several tribes around are also using it!"
"The so-called thing 'Twenty-Four Solar Terms' is..."
Laozi felt extremely worried after hearing such a detailed and clever division of seasons!
He said bitterly, "My little friend, where did you get the method of dividing the seasons?"
Fuxi replied with a smile on his face, "This method was recorded in the book that Fuxi got by chance."
Laozi was speechless for a moment.
However, Laozi still maintained his final stubbornness and was unwilling to admit defeat.
Just listen to him say, "I wonder if little friend Fuxi is willing to listen to Pindao's 'city' method?"
This is another method that Laozi has painstakingly figured out to benefit Human Race and build a city!
Taking the city as a unit can make Human Race live a better life.
"Ah? You mean 'City-Building Method', right?"
Fuxi looked like he suddenly understood, and he stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the Fenggun Tribe.
"To tell you the truth, this 'City-Building Method' is indeed wonderful. Now the people of Fuxi are living a better life."
Fuxi's face was filled with a happy smile, as if he was happy for Human Race's wonderful life.
This time, before Laozi could ask questions, Fuxi took the initiative and said, "This method is also derived from that book. I have to say that this book really benefited Fuxi a lot!"
Fuxi's words made Laozi's hanging heart completely die!
Laozi was a little frustrated and curious. "I wonder if this book can..."
Before he finished speaking, a look of caution appeared on Fuxi's face.
"Grand Pure Saint, that book belongs to Fuxi and will not be borrowed!"
Laozi looks confused, I am Heavenly Dao Saint, how can I still covet your shabby book?
Well, Pindao admits that this book is indeed a bit remarkable, and it coincides with Pindao's ideas.
Count the birds, count the birds, if you don't want to see it, don't let it!
Fuxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Laozi no longer mentioned the book, and his admiration for "Ancestral Hong" in his heart increased by countless points.
In order not to make Laozi too embarrassed, he asked again, "I wonder if Grand Pure Saint has anything else to teach me?"
Laozi: "..."
Laozi After thinking about it, let's teach some orthodox cultivation methods!
No more guessing.
He regained his composure and said to Fuxi, "I wonder if you, little friend, have ever heard of Golden Core Method. This method was pioneered by Pindao and is widely spread among Human Race."
"Golden Core Method?"
Fuxi asked with a frown.
"Yes, Golden Core Method!"
Laozi nodded slightly and was about to tell Golden Core Method the mystery.
Unexpectedly, Fuxi put away "Fishing Net" in his hand, slightly opened his legs, drew in his waist, made a fist, and then punched the sky.
"Ha!"
Fuxi shouted loudly, and the energy and blood in his body rose.
The powerful fist force exploded, directly shattering all the clouds millions of miles away above Nine Heavens.
Laozi didn't know why, Fuxi said, "Grand Pure Saint, you have also seen that Fuxi's punch has a full three years of skill. I wonder how your Golden Core Method compares to Ancestral Hong's Martial Dao Method?"
Laozi was once again confused by Fuxi's saucy operation!
With Hong Yun and Nuwa present, how could he dare to say out of conscience that his Golden Core Method is better than Martial Dao Method.
You must know that Martial Dao Method is a single practitioner. His Golden Core Method is just a modification of the traditional practice method to make it more suitable for Human Race practice!
Back then, he wanted to take Hong Yun as his disciple, and this Martial Dao Method was also one of the important reasons.
"Crack!"
The moment Fuxi retracted his fist, a book with <Primordial Eight Trigrams Theory> fell from his arms.
Seeing this, Laozi couldn't help but look curious. What kind of book could Fuxi, the destined Human Sovereign, carry around and read?
"Could it be?"
Laozi suddenly made a guess.
Fuxi hurriedly picked up the book and carefully swept the dust off the book.
"Yes, this book is exactly the book that Fuxi said recorded many Dharma methods."
He quickly put the book away, fearing that it would be taken away by Laozi.
Laozi's expression changed.
Just because his consciousness scanned the cover of this book "Primordial Eight Trigrams Theory", he saw "Human Race Hong Yun" written in the lower right corner with five small characters written in Innate Dao Script.
At this time, he still didn't know who cut off his hair.
"Hong Yun, you made a mistake!"
Laozi sighed with blood dripping from his heart.