Fuxi holds Kongtong Seal.
The black and yellow luck and gossip Dao Charm soaring into the sky did not dissipate with the end of the ceremony. Instead, they were like an invisible canopy, shrouding the sky over the ever-expanding Feng Gun Tribe, symbolizing the condensed core luck of Human Race.
Co-Lord has established its name. Fuxi did not indulge in power and cheers, but immediately began the arduous process of truly integrating Human Race and laying the foundation for civilization.
He knows very well that a loose tribal alliance cannot withstand the wind and rain. Only by setting rules can we gather strength and Human Race can truly meet the challenges of Primordial World.
The first decree he promulgated was "Engagement and Marriage, Righteous Human Relations".
Previously Human Race men and women lived together, knowing their mothers and not knowing their fathers, blood relations were confused, and conflicts often occurred, which was not conducive to the eugenic reproduction of the ethnic group.
Fuxi stipulates that people with the same surname are not allowed to intermarry. Marriage between a man and a woman must be approved by a matchmaker, and a deer skin is used as a gift to establish the name of the couple.
When this order was first issued, many tribes who were accustomed to old customs were in an uproar, feeling that this move was cumbersome and useless, and even secretly complained that Co-Lord was meddling in other people's business.
"My sister and I grew up together, why can't we be together now?"
"The furs you get from hunting are not enough for yourself, so why should you give them away for free?"
The voices of doubt are endless.
Fuxi did not forcibly suppress it, but ordered Feng Gun Tribe to take the lead in setting an example, and sent tribesmen who knew the truth to go to various places to preach the disadvantages of marriage with the same surname and the advantages of marriage with different surnames.
At the same time, he promoted intermarriage among tribes and used marriage as a bond to strengthen ties.
A few years later, people gradually discovered that in tribes that followed this system, their newborns were stronger and smarter, their family relationships were more harmonious, and inter-tribal conflicts were greatly reduced due to in-law relationships.
Immediately afterwards, Fuxi "makes Jia calendar, Dingxi time".
Based on River Diagram and Luo Book and Bagua deduction, combined with the observation of the sun, moon, stars, and the growth and decline of vegetation, he divided time into years, months, and days, established the spring, summer, autumn, winter, and western seasons, and set the twenty solar terms to guide farming, fishing, hunting, and migration. He ordered people to make simple engraved clocks and sundials, which enabled a more accurate measurement of time.
At first, some old hunters and farmers who depended on nature were quite dissatisfied. They thought that the experience passed down from their ancestors was enough, so why bother to engage in these complicated tricks?
However, when Fuxi accurately predicted the arrival of the rainy season and the migration routes of wild animals based on the calendar, and guided each tribe to prepare in advance, resulting in a bumper harvest, smooth hunting, and avoiding countless losses, all doubts disappeared.
In addition, Fuxi also "made nets and silk nets to use as tenants for fishing; raised sacrifices to serve as cooks"; "made harps and harps to nourish temperament"; "established nine departments and six assistants", initially establishing the prototype of a bureaucracy to manage family affairs; and even began to try to "carve wood as contracts and tie ropes to record events" to evolve into a more standardized writing system.
The promulgation of every rule is initially accompanied by varying degrees of confusion and resistance.
However, Fuxi, with his unparalleled wisdom, patience, and Kongtong Seal's implicit guidance through communication with Human Race Destiny, can always achieve tangible results, making everyone finally realize that these "rules" are not constraints, but a guarantee leading to a more stable and stronger life.
More than ten years have passed, with the Feng Gun Tribe as the core, a Human Race community with a preliminary civilized order and an increasing degree of tribal integration has been formed.
Houses are connected, fields are spread widely, markets are beginning to appear, and caravans and messengers from different tribes are passing on the roads.
Children learn writing and gossip in school, young adults farm and hunt according to the unified calendar, and old people enjoy their old age in peace.
Human Race's overall strength and living environment are completely different from those before Fuxi came to the throne.
The prestige of Fuxi also reached its true peak during the implementation of these government decrees that benefited all people.
In sharp contrast to the prosperity and prosperity of the world, is the Lingxiao Treasure Hall that hangs high above the Thirty-Three Heavens.
The splendid palace remains the same, and the scene of the fairy spirit has not changed. However, Haotian Shangdi and Jade Pool Golden Mother, who are sitting on the throne, have a layer of gloom and aggrievedness that is difficult to resolve between their brows.
When Dao Ancestor Hongjun appointed the two of them to reestablish Heavenly Court and take charge of the order of the three realms, didn't they have the ambition to rectify Qiankun and establish unparalleled achievements? However, reality gave them a heavy blow.
Heavenly Court has just been established, and everything is waiting for improvement. It is the right time to employ people.
But among those innate gods and ancient Great Power who have deep roots and high cultivation, who is willing to succumb to others easily and obey the orders of a Haotian who was born as a "boy"?
Having no one available has become Heavenly Court's biggest embarrassment.
In desperation, Haotian had no choice but to ask the saints for help.
The saints were "generous" and a group of disciples came to them.
But instead of helping, these disciples have become Heavenly Court's biggest source of trouble.
Chan Sect Disciple relied on his upright family background and looked down on those who were born with hair and horns, and were born with wet eggs. He was very ridiculed towards the Interception Sect's disciples. However, Jie Sect Disciple adhered to Sect Master Tongtian's purpose of "Teaching without discrimination" and had many disciples. The good and the bad were mixed.
Disciples of the two sects serve in Heavenly Court. It is rare for them to meet each other without pinching each other. If there is any friction, there will be a fit of chickens and dogs, and the magic of immortality will be rampant, and the laws of Heavenly Court will be ignored.
What's even more annoying is the disciple of Western Teachings.
They did not fight with others, but they spent the whole day "making connections" with each other in the west with smiles. When they saw any spiritual grass and exotic flowers, palace decorations made of high-quality materials, or even some unowned small magic weapons, they could say that they were "destined to" with this thing, and then they "saved" it grandly to the west.
His behavior was almost an open robbery, but he also put on a compassionate and good attitude, which made Haotian Yaochi feel angry and depressed to the extreme.
On this day, Haotian rubbed his brows and looked at Immortal Chan and Jie Sects, whose face was red as His Highness was arguing over a trivial matter, and felt exhausted mentally and physically.
He waved his sleeves and retreated from the immortals, and the huge Lingxiao Palace suddenly became empty, leaving only him and the equally sad-looking Yaochi beside him.
"Your Majesty."
Yaochi sighed softly, his voice full of fatigue.
"If this continues, where will the majesty of Heavenly Court be? Although you and I are the Emperor of Heaven and Queen, we cannot control Lingxiao Palace, and our abbreviation has become the laughing stock of Primordial World."
Haotian was silent for a long time, then slapped the armrest of the throne, causing the jade-like armrest to buzz.
"How unreasonable! How dare you, a disciple of the saint, bully me like this!"
Yaochi was relatively calm, she mused.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Relying on the disciples of saints is not a long-term solution. They only have disciples in their eyes. How can we really have Heavenly Court? We need to cultivate our own power."
"Easier said than done?"
Haotian smiled bitterly.
"Primordial World The famous casual cultivator Great Power, who is not a proud and arrogant person? How could he be willing to be driven by me?"
Yaochi had a flash of light in his eyes.
"Of course you can't ask for it by force, but you can induce it. Could it be that Your Majesty has forgotten? Among my Peach Garden, the first batch of purple-grained core Flat Peach, which is once matured in 9,000 years, is about to mature."
Haotian was slightly refreshed upon hearing this.
Flat Peach is Innate Spiritual Root. It has extraordinary effects. Especially if it is cooked once in nine thousand years, a person who eats it can live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon have the same age. It has a fatal attraction for monks.
"You mean...?"
"Hold a Peach Banquet!"
Yaochi is decisive.
"Distribute invitations widely, inviting those non-sectarian cultivators among Primordial World who have no sect but excellent cultivation to come to the banquet. Firstly, this can be used to show Heavenly Court's magnanimity and restore its majesty; secondly, Let them personally experience the magical effect of Flat Peach and feel the essence of Heavenly Court; thirdly, they may be able to discover some talents who can be cultivated among them, and slowly try to cultivate them to train our confidants."
Haotian After careful consideration, I feel that this method is indeed feasible.
Although this move may attract more attention and even dissatisfaction from the saint's disciples, the current situation is not getting any worse, so it is better to give it a try.
"Okay! Just follow your words!"
Haotian's eyes rekindled a trace of long-lost ambition.
"In the name of you and me, we invite Primordial World casual cultivators Great Power to attend the Flat Peach feast together! I want to see if this Primordial World really has no talents that I, Heavenly Court, can use!"