When Qi WuHuo came, he had never seen his own Teacher. Standing in the sky at this moment, he could only feel the infinite murderous intent dissipating, and the flow of thunder and starlight were unpredictable. Even if their master was gone, the remaining power still made people feel thrilling.
"Oh, you're here."
Fuxi looked at Qi WuHuo, as if he were looking at his original self in the past, and then suppressed the light in his eyes, with a lazy expression, and said calmly, "If you came here to find you Teacher, unfortunately, he has already left."
Then he shrugged his shoulders and said:
"Before leaving, he also threatened me."
"I was so scared that my clothes got wet."
Qi WuHuo said, "Are you leaving..."
Green-robed Scholar said calmly, "Don't think about it. At your age, you have been able to reach this point because of this turbulent general trend. It is because of this era that you are on top of the wave, so you are ahead, so you are so fast. But your Teacher is different, and so are you. They are the ones who started the wave."
"Just like you are standing on flat ground and looking from a distance, you can also see extremely high mountains, as if they are right in front of you."
"But it's just a seeming thing. It's still very far away from you. You need to walk there step by step. One day, you will be as high as the mountains and the saints will be as high as the sky. At that time, you don't have to be behind our backs on these things. At that time, your Teacher should be able to talk to you about these things in detail."
Green-robed Scholar looked at the sky, then lowered his eyes at the world beneath his feet, and said, "Let's go."
"I have something to tell you."
Qi WuHuo looked at the direction Teacher left, looked away, and nodded.
The previous immortal gods, starlight, and thunder seemed to be just a dream. People watched these streams of light disperse. The fear and panic of such power beyond ordinary imagination should have lasted for a long time, but at this moment, under the influence of some kind of power, they gradually faded away and eventually turned into memories like a deep dream.
The desire for power will be left in the heart, but it will not breed violence and fear, and it will not affect normal life. People are still talking about the Green-robed Scholar that threatened their survival just now, with anger and resentment, but they still gradually return to normal life.
"Really, who is that person just now and why is he so hateful!"
"What do you mean by luck that has kidnapped the entire human world!?"
"It's true, gods and bodhisattvas in the sky, please protect us quickly and capture that evil ghost Evil God just now."
An old woman with gray hair was walking through the street dragging her grandson. People were talking about what had just happened. Lanterns on both sides of the street had been hung up, and a slight light streamed from the cracks in the doors. A man in a green shirt with gray temples was walking on the road, laughing when he heard the words. Next to him was a Daoist priest wearing a Daoist robe.
"Do you know when the world will be peaceful and prosperous?"
"It is not some poetry document that praises the peace of the world, nor is it some martial arts or martial arts."
"This is when these chirping little guys still have the energy to complain."
Green-robed Scholar spoke casually, and the Daoist walked beside him. After a while, Qi WuHuo took the initiative to speak and said slowly, "You made your own move and pulled the gods and gods in the heaven into the whirlpool you created. In the next few hundred years, they will not be able to take action against the human world, but the grievances between you and them have not been resolved."
"What will you do in a few hundred years..."
Green-robed Scholar made an understatement. "After a few hundred years, the cause and effect will naturally be settled."
"Cause and effect is just that what you do now will have a good or bad outcome later."
"When you do something, you must expect to bear the consequences later. If this is not the case, you are not qualified to do it. I have done a lot of things. The reason why you can talk to me calmly here is just because you never know my past."
Qi WuHuo looked at Fuxi, thinking deeply.
The Green-robed Scholar said: "Look at these hundreds of years, it's about three hundred years."
"During these three hundred years, heaven will not be involved in human affairs."
"They will take care of the human world, and they will even look after it more diligently than in the past. There will be no natural disasters. It is the opportunity for the development of the human race. But during this period of time, has the human race been living in a greenhouse hotbed, like a drunken dream for three hundred years without making any progress? Or has it been during these three hundred years that the human race has initially developed the ability to protect itself?"
"It's up to you."
Green-robed Scholar smiled and said, "My temperament is too solitary, and I have no interest in the reproduction and growth of the human race. The human race is chattering, and I don't have much patience. I'm afraid that I will be so angry that I will hang them up and whip them. Then A'Wa will be annoyed with me again, so forget it."
The Daoist paced to one side, thinking quietly.
The current situation seems to be unfolding before our eyes - Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole has shown great and obvious hostility to the human world. In addition, not all the gods in the heavens maintain goodwill towards the human race. At least the batch pulled out by Fuxi all have a certain level of hostility towards the human race or Emperor Wa. Some of them were solved by Fuxi, and some are still alive.
On the other hand, the situation in the human world is...
The Daoist paused in his thoughts, and in his heart he used the word "Everything is wasted and waiting for improvement".
It is said that everything is in vain.
But it's actually just two words.
Chaos!
The realm of the human world has not been unified for eight thousand years, and they are fighting independently. The most powerful force in the human world, Divine Martial Nine Provinces, has just experienced the Human Emperor replacement and the King Wei Wu purge, and is in a relatively weak state. After three hundred years, the destiny of the human race has returned to normal, and there is no longer the special thing that affects the whole body in the six realms.
It is equivalent to missing a layer of protective cover.
Once Fuxi went to keep the appointment and fight.
It is even more dangerous.
There are enemies on all sides.
Only by relying on the characteristics of Human Dao Destiny, in these three hundred years, can we truly spread the Dharma to the people of the world and make the human race leap to a higher level, so that it is possible to have the power to protect ourselves. However, just thinking about it, we know that it is extremely difficult.
Capital City There are also rivers flowing through the inner city and the outer city. Every festival, people will put out lanterns. At this moment, Green-robed Scholar is standing on the side of the river, standing with his hands behind his hands, and said, "Let's talk about it, is there any way?"
Qi WuHuo said in a deep voice, "First, the unification of the nine countries in the human world."
"Second, spread the Dharma to the world."
Green-robed Scholar raised his eyebrows and said immediately, "Is it too late?"
This sentence silenced Qi WuHuo.
Three hundred years, facing the enemies of Emperor Wa.
Face those enemies who don't want the world to become stronger.
Is it too late?
Qi WuHuo really wanted to say it was too late, but the passage of time is fair to any living being, he said, "It's too late..."
"But even if it's too late, we must try our best."
Fuxi naturally finished his attack and said, "Of course it's too late."
"It's too late to see a ghost."
"For those immortals and gods, three hundred years is just a short moment, but for the human race, even now that A'Wa has returned and the natural life span has reached three decades, it is an extremely long period of time."
"It takes three hundred years to catch up with others who have practiced for thousands and tens of thousands of years, and then defeat them. This cannot but be said to be too arrogant. Even if you are a disciple of the Supreme Being, you should not have such arrogant thoughts."
"What's more, you may face more enemies than you do now."
"After all, [relationships] are constantly changing."
"The Daoism in the world and the resources of all things are limited. If the human race is powerful, it will inevitably occupy the interests of other ethnic groups and even some weak immortal gods. Those immortal gods who are on good terms with the human race may not be willing to see the rise of the human race."
"And one day, when the human race becomes as powerful as the sky, your friend the Jade Emperor may also become your enemy. There is no eternal relationship in this world."
Qi WuHuo Silence.
Of course he also knows these things.
Therefore, as soon as I thought that after man in green shirt in front of me left, all the pressure would fall on the world, I felt an overwhelming pressure, a pressure that could be called desperate. The Daoist straightened his back and did not waver, but suddenly thought of Yuqing Primordial Celestial Venerable, Teacher's original request.
My disciples must have the confidence to hold up the sky with one hand.
Green-robed Scholar immediately smiled lazily, spread out his hands, and said leisurely with an expression that was so angry that he would not pay for his life, "However, this matter should always be left to you to deal with the headache. Well, I will definitely be stared at now and cannot do anything, so I can only leave this matter to you."
"Of course, I'm not blaming the blame, hahaha."
"However, I have one more thing to give you."
Green-robed Scholar smiled casually:
"Originally, I planned to give you one of my own treasures to help you stabilize your energy."
"But I take my mind back now."
"It would be too much of a waste to give you that thing. I still have a stone knot, so I reluctantly lent it to you for three hundred years. I hope that during this time, you can do the things you said. It doesn't matter if you can't. In short, just return it to me when the time comes."
He casually threw a stone to Qi WuHuo, and Qi WuHuo raised his hand to grab it, his palm slightly heavy.
It was a volume of book, with ancient words and patterns recording mysterious Spirit Charm.
The Daoist didn't have any expectations for what Fu Xi gave him, but this thing was different. Qi WuHuo just took a look at it, but his expression suddenly changed. He recognized that part of it was the number of heaven and earth, the number of Dayan, the principle of left rotation, the principle of pictogram, the five elements of yin and yang, and the innate changes, all in it!
Qi WuHuo said in disbelief, "This is..."
"River Diagram and Luo Script?!"
The river produces pictures, the Luo produces books, and the sages follow them!
According to legend, many human saint kings have used these treasures to detect countless dangers, leaving behind many legends. There are even rumors that this is the origin of gossip. But now, this supreme divine object has been handed over to Qi WuHuo by him at will.
The Green-robed Scholar said: "Ah? River Diagram and Luo Script, forget it, that's what your human race calls it."
"It just so happens that your foundation lacks anything to suppress your strength."
"And what you are facing next is a race between time and time. It just so happens that I have used this thing to make deals with the ancestors of your human race."
"A deal about time."
The corner of Fuxi's mouth slightly raised, and he looked sideways at Qi WuHuo, as if countless years ago, he turned sideways, with red pine nuts, King Yu's Teacher, with the same perspective as the old farmer who discovered the Hetu, and handed this treasure to the ancestors of the human race, and then let the holy kings of the human race leave a piece of their own power.
He gave his reasons for doing so.
And they left their own breath without hesitation.
And now, these ancient Human Dao Qi are rising up. They may be majestic or domineering, but each one is the most mellow human energy.
"I asked them to leave their power on this [River Diagram and Luo Script]."
"Those guys, in your era, should be called [Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors], right?"
"What you want to do next is up to you, but I think this thing can help you get through this disaster."
Green-robed Scholar said it in an understatement. His expression was calm, as if he had been waiting for all this to happen, and then began to lay out [River Diagram and Luo Script] in the extremely distant past. Coupled with the ancient kings and the Qi machines of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors contained in it, Qi WuHuo's hands were filled with powerful and heavy power.
It seems that the history of human race is here.
Qi WuHuo was slightly moved by such a profound inheritance, and said to himself.
Every legend in the ancient times is related to River Diagram and Luo Script. It turns out that it is for this reason...
If we say before, it is an extremely difficult challenge for the human world to be able to protect itself in three hundred years, almost impossible.
Well now, a turning point has appeared.
It's not just three hundred years.
These three hundred years were just a flash point for reversal.
The human world has been preparing for these three hundred years several tribulations ago.
Qi WuHuo suddenly remembered Fuxi's words on the day when he revealed his identity. At that time, man in green shirt smiled gently, with the vicissitudes and distance from ancient times to the present in his voice, and the sigh and gentleness of a person from the earliest ancient times, saying this:
"To wait for a chance of improvement like you."
"I have been waiting for eternity."
He didn't lie at that time...
Qi WuHuo held River Diagram and Luo Script in his hands and felt the weight and heaviness attached to this power. He felt a trace of Fuxi's loneliness and determination in these long years. He looked at Green-robed Scholar, who took himself as his son, brought the Six Realms into the game, and started preparing for today's events since Primordial Era, which naturally gave people a sense of determination.
Qi WuHuo looked complicated and said subconsciously:
"Then three hundred years from now, are you going to fight Beidi and Antarctica?"
"Three hundred years?"
Green-robed Scholar looked sideways at the man, half-smiling but not smiling, and said leisurely:
"When did I say that I would not go to them three hundred years later?"
"In other words, when I say three hundred years, does it mean three hundred years?"
The Daoist hesitated.
Could it be that...
Green-robed Scholar laughed loudly.
The appearance and demeanor are endlessly free and unrestrained.
He is the emperor who lured the gods into the game and won an incredible three hundred years of opportunity for the human world; he is Heavenly Emperor God who toyed with the immortals and gods, but he was also the human race Emperor Xi who had a thoughtful mind that had already appeared at the beginning of the distant tribulation, silently settling for a comeback in the distant future, and enduring for who knows how long.
Regardless of the means or Divine Ability, they are all extraordinary, and if viewed comprehensively, they are even more unparalleled.
Even a Daoist man felt sigh in his heart at this moment.
Great Emperor Xi Huang...
Those who can leave their names in distant times are not ordinary beings.
Such a person has almost no weaknesses. No matter what kind of desperate situation it is, he has a way to break it; he plans the whole life, plans the six realms, and has the determination to silently endure for a long time for a chance to make a comeback. Qi WuHuo didn't know for a while who could make him afraid and make him shrink back.
Until they returned to Treasury Chamber and opened the door.
Then, I saw the incarnation of Emperor Wa, who was supposed to be sleeping in the quiet room, appear at the door.
Then 'calmly' opens his eyes.
Fuxi: "..."